#frank/eddie

[dohydrate]

YOOO! I found an art-style that doesn’t hold me back me as much as the old one did 🙌

This doodle was so unplanned. At first I wanted to just put Eddie into a hoodie, because why not, and then I started adding random stuff. For example: a bus background, a phone, and Frank!

Although I haven’t been posting a lot, I’ve been practicing!

[swanpyart]

My relationship head canons! (I didn't make this chart, that honor goes to the artist in the credit!)

[bastard-of-a-bog-being]

Chapters: 2/3 Fandom: Welcome Home - Clown Illustration Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Eddie Dear/Frank Frankly (Welcome Home), Eddie Dear & Frank Frankly (Welcome Home) Characters: Eddie Dear (Welcome Home), Frank Frankly (Welcome Home) Additional Tags: angsty, Angst, Memory Loss Summary:

A forgetful mailman. A puppet who likes everything just So. They were anything but made for each other, but they couldn’t help the things they Felt. Frankly, he loved him Dear. And no matter how much the mailman forgot, and how much Frankly pretended to forget, the threads of fate would always bring them together.

A Welcome Home Frank/Eddie fic

(Pssst. I wrote some Welcome Home Frank and Eddie fanfic. Two chapters so far, more to come soon. MA tag right now is to give me more freedom in later chapters to allow the story to get more intense. I’ve already started working on chapter 3, so I’m fairly invested in this fic for right now lmao. and since I’m home Friday, Saturday, and Sunday this weekend, you might get chapter 3 sooner than expected.)

[smittenroses]

— Fire Hearts

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Fandom — Welcome Home Pairing — Frank Frankly/Eddie Dear Summery — Oh what was his darling doing out so late at night, holding a jar of light ever so tight? Content Warnings — none, tooth-rotting fluff. Word Count — 751 words Author's note — Happy Pride! I wanted to write up something about these adorable two and the idea of Frank sharing his love of insects and bugs of all types made me so warm inside. I'm not too sure if Clown would want to be tagged in this so I'm not going to, but for those who enjoy Welcome Home, hope you enjoy this too <3

‘Early to bed, early to rise’ was Frank Frankly’s usual motto he would hum every night before he would tuck himself off to bed, one that had gone undisturbed in Home for a very long time. A man of habit, a man of routine. That usual routine is why Eddie was surprised to find his lover in the dead of night with a glass jar in hand, those eyes he loved so much glittering underneath the moonlight.

Eddie had still been in his pyjamas when he had stepped outside the house, the moonlight casting long shadows across the streets as he slowly took one, two steps closer to the man that sat on the grass, the glass jar in his hands softly glowing with soft little lights that danced within.

Fireflies.

“They don’t usually come around here.” Frank spoke when his beloved got close enough, the wet grass underneath his feet most likely staining his socks green with their hue, “I just had to catch some.” A rare sight in Home. That long frown that usually gloomed and sulked was twisted up softly into a slight smile, a soft joy almost seeming to bounce around his frame. Frank Frankly and bugs, the one thing that would disrupt his schedule.

“Aren’t you tired?” Eddie made sure to keep his voice down as he slowly lowered himself to the grass beside his beloved, eyeing the glass jar in his hands, “it’s late at night and the stars are singing.” Although they weren’t actually singing, their twinkling lights may as well be all the same. They sung in time with the fireflies that fluttered and sang in the jar and around the two, the family of little lights dancing, swaying in the cold, breezeless night. “It’s about time we head to bed.”

“Just a few more minutes, love,” Frank muttered softly, “I have a jar for you, too.” The cold glass of the jar was pushed into Eddie’s hands before he could think about denying his lover, feeling as he was slowly lifted from the ground and into the night. Oh, how could he deny his lover the satisfaction of catching a few, catching the memories that would forever be stored in their memories? Eddie may be a bit forgetful, but he knew that he would never forget the look that shone in Frank’s eyes, brighter than the stars, even the moon.

To allow themselves to sleep when only a marvel that could take place under the serenade of the moon would be a plight, so Eddie allowed himself to follow, to be guided, to catch the twinkling lights in his own jar. What tiredness had plagued his body before seemed to disappear under the moon’s light, especially as he held the jar, watching as the fireflies danced to an imaginary song.

No wonder Frank had broken from his routine, this was a once in a lifetime experience; to miss it would be something else, a crime against all that was good to miss the smile that blossomed on his lover’s face.

“Do we keep them?” Eddie couldn’t help but mutter, watching his lover’s face warp along the glass of the jar, though as the other man shook his head softly, Eddie couldn’t help but laugh; if he were stuck in a jar, he most certainly would want to be let out. He most certainly want to be free to fly and dance with those he cared about, his friends, his lover. To keep them in this jar would be something of a tragedy.

And so, on the count of three, the two lovers let the fireflies once more become one.

What a sight it was to watch those twinkling lights dance and light before fading into the night, leaving the two lovers dancing on dew-covered grass. No doubt Frank would be upset his favourite pyjamas were now stained with green, or that his book would be wet from laying face down on the grass, but yet those thoughts were pushed from the man’s mind for now as he let his fingers interlace with the man he adored.

Eddie couldn’t help but squeeze back, feeling the way their rings softly fit just right.

“Off to bed now,” Eddie whispered, guiding Frank back to his house, to the home that they shared, hand in hand, heart in heart, “Wally wouldn’t like if we slept in for the party.”

“Wally can wait,” Frank said softly into the night air, “I want to appreciate you some more.”

[sleepyangelkami]

smut's fun. have you ever read soul crushing, heart aching, head throbbing comfort that makes your eyes burn out of your head to the point where you just have to crawl into a ball because your inner child feels so safe? haha... yeah smuts fun.

[goodkidmadcity]

The only person I'll ever be jealous of is y/n, bro she be living THE LIIIIFE

[forgrtashes-blog]

Focus!

Wally always manages to be the spotlight.

[xamag-draws]

I had a wonderful opportunity to make some pixel art for this Welcome Home update!! Huge thanks to Clown for having me, I hope these brought at least 1% more joy to your peepers than the site already has 🙏

[realangelahernandez]

I’m so sad… time for an x reader fan fiction

[itshelia]

Is it just me or everyone imagine their fav characters that they are obsessing over in real life???

Like I'll be at work and then I imagine that bitch sitting next to me, talking to me and admiring me while I FUCKING KNOW THAT I HAVENT KISSED A MALE SPECIES IN MY ENTIRE LIFE

I don't know if that's sign of a fucking mental problem or what but I swear if I'm even Slightly upset or tired of my life i WILL open tumblr and start imagining them or talking to them (aka my wall. It be sitting there like the fuck gurl im not your man)

[window-to-oblivion]

Soft "Frankly dear" for the soul.

I forgot how much I missed drawing these two.

[dohydrate]

Have some more (old but not that old) art 🎩

[swanpyart]

Eddie and Frank share a nightly dance~

[zvdvdlvr]

thinkin about emotionally strong reader falling apart into bf’s arms… :,)

     He knows it’s bad when you can’t bring yourself to say anything: no witty remarks to play it off, no humble shrug to show that it didn’t phase you- not even a weak joke that you’d heard from passerby during the previous week. He would have known anyway but he knows how bad it is when you can’t hide the wobble in your chin when you meet him at the door and melt into his arms.

     The sound of your stifled cries weaken his heart because he just knows how long you’ve been trying to hold it all together. You don’t know that he sheds his own tears at your sorrow. You don’t know that he feels his own pained heart grow just a touch because you trust him enough to be able to comfort you- to run to him when there is something you really can’t make better.

     When you finally stop trying to smother out the sound of your cries, it breaks his own heart into pieces because your grief is his. He doesn’t know what to do in this pile on the floor- your arms wrapped tightly around him in fear of him leaving with one hand resting at the top of your head and the other one of his hands supporting your neck as you weep into his shoulder- so he just holds you.

     And later, when your cries turn hoarse and the tears run dry, you let him pull you to your feet. He carries you to the dark bedroom because he knows you get headaches after crying. When you still don’t say a word he goes to the kitchen and scavenges some Tylenol and a cup of water.

     He knows you don’t like to feel helpless- to feel like you need to rely on someone. But if he’s being honest, he likes being able to care for you. He likes how you curl up with your head on his chest and your hands wrapped around him. He likes how you let him draw shapes on your back because you secretly love the physical touch. He likes how you let out soft sighs throughout the course of the movie because he knows you’re still awake.

     But most of all, he likes the intamacy of being the one you run to when it’s all too much because damn it all to hell if he made you feel like you weren’t free to be vulnerable with him.

[clowneyes0]

My brain is rotting, I think Wally may be eating it

[darealsaltysam]

some of my favorite lines of dialogue i've overheard in marvel rivals so far

(keep in mind these are all paraphrased im going off of memory cuz i never have the reflex to screenshot these as they happen oops)

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"I never had kids, but I did have the Avengers. Same thing." - Iron Man spawning in

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"One for me, one for Steven, one for Jake." - Moon Knight after getting a triple kill

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"Can you teach me some of your magic-?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I think you've had enough chaos already." - Loki & Scarlet Witch interaction

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"You have made your father proud, Wanda, my dear." - Magneto when assisting a Scarlet Witch with a kill

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"No one breaks a bargain with me twice."

"So I can do it once?" - Hela & Loki interaction

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"When I said "No More Mutants" you were who I meant, Logan." - Scarlet Witch after killing a Wolverine

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"How did you learn magic?"

"A place called Kamar-Taj."

"Oh so you weren't bitten by, like, a radioactive sorcerer?"

"[Extremely exasperated] Peter, please..." - Doctor Strange & Spiderman interaction

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"Leave real magic to the grown-ups, Ilyana." - Scarlet Witch killing a Magik

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"Nerd win!" - Bruce Banner if he gets a kill in his non-Hulk form

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"Are you fast enough to stop a bullet, if I shot you?"

"Well, you won't be able to. I already dismantled the inner-mechanisms of all of your guns."

"Wh- What?!"

"Now if you behave yourself I might fix them." - Punisher & Magneto interaction

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"So you can talk to rodents?"

"Tippy-Toe seems to think so!"

"Can you try and convince Rocket to clean his bunk?"

"There are some things even I can't do, I'm afraid." - Star-Lord and Squirrel Girl interaction

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"We sense great darkness and chaos within you, woman."

"You're one to talk, Venom."

"No, we... Find it strangely... Attractive."

"...Somehow, that made me want to save this universe less." - Venom & Scarlet Witch interaction

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"It's good to be fighting side by side again, like in the old days."

"Back when you used children as soldiers for your cause?"

"When you put it like that, you make me sound like a terrible father."

"For once, we agree on something." - Magneto & Scarlet Witch interaction

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"[in the sassiest tone you can imagine] Your GOD is SUFFERING!!!" - Loki taking damage

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[i also dont remember the exact dialogue but there IS one with rocket asking to buy bucky's arm. so yes we won there]