#vers!eddie

[imakatperson22]

Y’all. We need to talk about this fandom discourse.

Buck is a bottom. Absolutely just wants the shit railed out of him. He wants to be USED. Praise kink.

Tommy is a top. Confident, considerate, patient. Gives off “I’m pouring your beer for you now but I’m going to destroy you later” vibes.

Eddie is vers that leans top. Aftercare of his partner is his favorite part but sometimes he just wants to let go.

I will not be taking constructive criticism.

[jay-wasstuff]

The Creation of Adam, Venom: The Last Dance

[toktopus-art]

spooky season means more vampire!eddie art 🦇

[buffaluff]

happy valentine’s day! 💖

today marks a year since i posted my first public buddie fan art!? so i decided at 10pm the night before to draw a little “sequel” to my first piece, dedicated to all of the cool awesome people i’ve met in this fandom so far ☺️ you’re all my valentines, too bad 😘

[emo-nova]

Steve knows that his friends live by the motto "fuck around and find out" but not in "fuck around" as mess around with them as they are mostly useless in a fight (unless it is Max or El, one threatening her step-brother and the other having superpowers). They "fuck around" by poking, prodding and overall going towards a dangerous place because they want to really "find out". So Steve, equipped with a bat filled with nails, follows close behind to ensure they can find out and not die.

Two people notice this. Notice well and like to quietly talk about it. Eddie and Robin are slowly sure that Steve has some kind of special ability to ward off normal dangers to the kids. Be it certain strange man that is staring at one of the girls too long and Steve just looks at him with this otherworldly coldness and the guy hurriedly looks away and leaves. Or maybe kids about to mess around with Mike as he's still lanky and lacks bite to them and Steve just smiles this smile that makes them leave the area. Or maybe it's the time all the kids decide that actively like climbing something that should not be climbed on and Steve just catches them and carries on like normal.

Over time Eddie and Robin record these incidents, having separate notepads to come together to do the final recording at the end of the week in a proper notebook.

[gay-ppl-real]

Welcome Home sketch dump

I made some adjustments to the way I'm drawing them, and now I actually like it! Admittedly, I did not like it before. But now I do! Hazzah!

This was my first time drawing Poppy, and my first time drawing Frank properly

(Wow! I'd also never drawn Eddie before! Now I have done that!)

They make him think of Frank

Here's the full page lol

[eddiegettingshot]

you sadly failed to incite top/bottom discourse on here but instead on 911twt which is 100x worse because a single bottom buck tweet went viral and we’ve gotten to the point where people are saying “akshually big man = top☝️” and acting morally superior for it

SCREAMMMM YES I SAW IN THE TAGS THAT 911TWT TOOK OUR DISCOURSEEEEEEEE I'M LIKE LAUGHING AT THE MOON. i just said this about it

[kas-eddie-munson]

Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4

more disabled steddie. (readmore is just because it's a longer section. no new content warnings.)

~~~

The Thursday after Thanksgiving, Steve helped Eddie back into his house after his appointment, as usual.  He lingered at the door afterwards and scratched his neck.

“Hey, uh, this weekend, if you’re feeling up for it, I was maybe wondering if you wanted to come with me and Robin to a bar in Indy?”

Eddie wasn’t sure what he was expecting Steve to say but it wasn’t that.

“We’ve been there before!  No steps, doors are pretty wide.  It’s usually busy and I don’t know if it’s… really your scene but, she said I should ask you, so.”

Eddie wasn’t sure why exactly, but he said yes.

~~~

Usually Eddie spent ages deciding what to wear for stuff like this, but it was a lot harder to take clothes on and off these days, so he quickly pivoted to messing with his hair for half an hour to expel the nervous energy.

Steve’s car pulled up and he knocked at the door.  Robin watched from the passenger seat, wide eyed, as Steve helped him to the car.

It was a longer drive than most he took these days, and he was thankful for Steve and Robin bickering almost the whole way there.  For best friends they sure did argue a lot.  He could relate to that.  He used to tease his friends at school all the time.

It took Steve a while to find a parking spot that wasn’t super far away from the bar.  Eventually he turned around in his seat and talked to Eddie about pushing him down the sidewalk instead of circling the place like vultures until someone close to the building left, and Eddie agreed to that.

It was immediately clear that this was a gay bar, drag queens and all.  Eddie wasn’t shocked per say, but he was surprised.  He wondered which of his two friends found this place and when.

It also, like Steve told him earlier, was packed.  Steve still pushed his chair, and even though he was maneuvering carefully, nobody else in the room was looking down.  Several people bumped into him, or pushed a chair back into Steve, jumping away if they noticed why there was traffic.  Two men stood close together at the bar leaned closer and whispered to each other as Eddie and his friends passed, giggling and taking what they probably thought were very subtle glances in Eddie's direction.  Eddie overheard something about whether or not his dick worked and the two laughed.

Eddie never considered himself a shy person, or one to back down from someone being an asshole, but he shrank, not sure if his face was more red from anger or embarrassment.

Steve brought the three of them up to a table and let go of Eddie.  He asked what the two of them wanted to drink and headed to the counter.  Robin sat down across from him, clearly uncomfortable.  He wasn’t sure if it was because of him or on his behalf.  Someone moved his chair by the handles to get between two tables and he swatted their hands away, locking his wheels, but they had already disappeared into the crowd.

A guy came up to him from the right.  He was tall and hairy, and he asked if he could join them or if Robin was his date and he was totally lost.  Eddie didn’t get to respond before the guy sat down.

“Hi there!  That’s a pretty neat jacket,” he said with a wide smile.

Eddie didn’t get out of Hawkins much even before the Upside Down.  But when he did, people in bars usually avoided him.  Found him intimidating.  Or if they approached, they hit on him.  He wasn’t sure why this guy was talking to him like they were acquaintances catching up at the grocery store when they were in the middle of a gay bar.

“So, what are you doing here tonight?  What’s this all about?”  He motioned to Eddie’s wheelchair.  “Looks really intense.”

This was why Eddie always used to talk so loud, dress louder.  Nobody ever used to talk to him like this, like he owed them something, minus maybe Mrs. Click.  He tried to muster that volume, that anger, aim it like a weapon, but there was just too much embarrassment on top of it all.

Robin butted in, said something about their friend sitting there, actually, and it was then that Steve finally came back, looking more pissed than he’d probably ever seen him before.  And there was no way in hell he even heard what that guy was saying all the way across the room over the music, not even taking his hearing loss into account.

The guy apologized and scrammed when Steve set their drinks down.

“Who the hell was that?”

Eddie realized he didn’t even say his name.

Robin pulled a mini notebook out of her purse and began furiously scribbling in it.  She showed it to Steve who frowned deeper.

A woman with a pixie cut came up to their table and greeted Robin, who froze.  Her mouth dropped open and she stuttered through the conversation, eventually looking to Steve for something, who shook his head.  He turned to the girl, and said, “She’d love to!  Go have fun!”

Robin still looked nervous, and maybe a bit mad at Steve, but her face was also beet red as the stranger took her hand and led her to the dance floor.  Steve watched with a smile.

Eddie reached for the notebook still sitting on the table, and scribbled down a quick good for her.

Steve smiled at him warmly, then frowned, staring at the notebook..

“I, uh.  Did… Did Robin tell you?” Steve said, sheepish.

Eddie wasn’t sure what he meant.

“My hearing.  It’s… it’s not what it used to be.  It’s not a big deal.  Like, I manage, right?  It sucks, but.  She’s making this big deal out of it.”

Is she treating you different? Eddie wrote in the notebook.

Steve’s brows furrowed.  “No,” he said after a pause.  “Well I mean, there’s this whole thing,” he gestured to the notebook.  “But, that’s fine I guess.  It’s just, I feel like it’s silly, right?  To need that.”

Eddie thought for a moment.

Does it help?

Steve’s brows furrowed again.  He nodded.

“Like I can hear.  I hear stuff all the time.  I thought I was just going crazy at first.  I would just miss these little things.  Maybe half a sentence.  I can work with that.  But then there’s times like this,” Steve said, motioning to the bar around them, “and I get.  I just get nothing.  I just had to like, cross my fingers the bartender heard me right when he repeated my order.  Or at least, I think that’s what he was saying.”  He mumbled the last part, almost to himself.

Steve changed the subject then, but the two of them talked like that for another hour or two.  Steve had this beautiful smile when he laughed, and Eddie realized he was kind of fucked.

~~~

A couple days after the trip to Indy, a pickup truck pulled up outside his house that he didn’t recognize.  It lurched and creeped the whole way up the hill, and Eddie watched out his front window as Steve clung onto the passenger side door for dear life, face pale, Robin smiling wide in the driver’s seat.

Eddie opened the door and was surprised by the breeze, warm for November air.  Steve and Robin got out wearing light jackets, and started hauling lumber and power tools from the trunk.

Steve approached him, and explained that Robin wanted to build a ramp for Eddie’s front porch.  He joked that he was surprised they made it there alive.  Eddie wasn’t sure what to say.

“Is that okay?”  Steve made a pained expression, “I told her we should ask first, but the tools are all rented so it wouldn’t be a big deal to just,” he pointed over his shoulder with his thumb.

Eddie thought about it.  Looked at the step down from his house.  He felt a mix of hope and warmth and guilt.

“Could be worth a shot.”

Eddie tamped down his feelings and grabbed them a couple glasses of water while they worked, eager for something to do besides just sit there and watch.  He told Robin he was surprised she knew how to work with this stuff, and she went on a rant about women being just as capable of building stuff as anyone else, and then berated him for forgetting her three years working stage crew, Munson.

The ramp was… not perfect.  It didn’t look great.  It was still difficult to get out the front door.  But it wasn’t too steep, it was wide enough, and they put a railing next to it for leverage.

It was better.

Part 6

[komnnetto]

I lil gift for the Courier fans out there, I missed him and I know he’s fictional and just my own creation but he’s very much alive in my mind and I wish I was able to hug him or smth

Sorry, I just rambled, I think he still looks as handsome as always

[owchie-wowchie]

I feel like Eddie and Guy don't really look related so it's my personal headcanon that they're step brothers

[fujiblackthorne]

🍑📸

[zeorigir]

Hello!!! Did you ever draw fem! Eddie?? Or would you like to try?

no, i've never tried actually :^o

but..

trying wouldn't hurt right?

also you have no idea how many outfit from the 40s-50s I really want to draw her with (I have a collection in my reference folder) but hope this suffice :^D

[jerrydevine]

amiguitos no se ve bien

[alright-cowboy]

in always sunny in philadelphia we're always rooting for macdennis to FUCK NASTY on screen.

this is my official petition for fox to 911 to change the rules and let buddie FUCK NASTY on screen. they need it.

[eddiegettingshot]

and the thing is that when you are an eddiegirl like a REAL eddiegirl you actually do have to stand your ground and be mean about incorrect interpretations and not bother with alternative viewpoints. because the alternative viewpoints are always really really bad. and there isn’t a single thing about eddie that cannot be twisted into something bonkers if you give people an inch. so if i’m mean that’s why.

[conjuringgh0sts]

and really truly what it comes down to is this

buck is on top: yes, naturally. this is equality. give and take

buck is A Top: well see now you’ve lost me