#will i do a part two

[hellfiresmaster]

Omg yes there needs to be more Eddie Munson fluff !! Craving it so baddd

I’ve been going thru a rough patch recently. Laid off from work, no boyfriend, friends are distancing themselves… may I please request some cheering up from my favorite metal head?

I am sending you so much love and a big hug :( I hope things get better soon and I hope you like this little blurb :)

Special Day

Eddie Munson x reader

Warnings: were a little upset at Eddie in the beginning but it gets fluffy and he makes up for it I swear

Word Count: 873

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The mix of rocks and twigs creaked beneath you as you settled into the ground. You made yourself as comfortable as you possibly could underneath the large boulder. Skull rock was always a safe place for you to go ever since Eddie brought you here when you were younger. Whenever either of you felt overwhelmed or 'just done with everyone's shit' as Eddie puts it, this is where you'd go. He swore it would be a special place just for the two of you. Last year he'd even gone as far as to ask you out right here in this very spot. The thoughts had butterflies stirring in your stomach and a smirk appearing on your face at the memory of Eddie stumbling over himself and his words, trying to convey his feelings for you. 

You eventually allowed yourself to lean back against the enormous rock and take a deep breath, finally able to decompress for a bit and close your eyes. You thought back to every single detail of that day, every word you said to him, every touch, kiss, anything that could give you any sort of clue as to why Eddie had forgotten such an important day like today: your anniversary. Today made a year since you two started officially dating; it was a massive milestone for both of you; how could Eddie have let that slip? You were too wrapped up in your own self-deprecating thoughts to notice tears had been falling while leaving behind dark-colored stains on your blue jeans. You reached for your bag when a noise comparable to footsteps approached you from the woods, and he appeared. Eddie. You quickly tried to compose yourself before he could see and offered him a fake smile as he clumsily made his way to sit next to you.

"Hey, I've been looking for you." His usual playful tone was halted as he stopped in front of you, tentatively putting whatever was in his hands behind his back and speaking as if not wanting to startle your clearly delicate state. He glanced you over carefully, how closed off you seemed but particularly how puffy your eyes were from crying, he assumed. It shattered his heart, and his brain was already driving him crazy trying to figure out what had you feeling like this. "You're here." He motioned to Skull Rock as he sat in front of you instead. "So I know somethings gotta be wrong. Please talk to me." 

"You forgot." It was barely a whisper, but Eddie heard you as you kept your gaze downward at your fidgeting hands. "You forgot our special day..." 

"Baby." Eddie's hands grazed your cheek to lift your face towards him, and he leaned in closer, letting the light and shadow from the scattered trees dance across his skin. Man, he was beautiful, you thought to yourself. Before he could say anything else, he pulled out a small pack of roses with a small pouch attached to them and handed it to you with a crooked smile. "Happy Anniversary." 

You laid the roses on your lap, opened the black velvet pouch, and into your hand fell one of Eddie's favorite skull rings and the most beautiful necklace you had ever seen. It was a silver chain with a red and black guitar pick at the end, engraved in Eddie's handwriting with 'I love you' on one side of it. Your eyes welled up with tears as you glanced back at Eddie in disbelief.

"It's the guitar pic I used at the first show I took you to, where we first kissed, and the ring I thought maybe you could wear for me." Eddie paused before taking your hand and looking into your eyes again. "I could never forget the best day of my life, sweetheart. The day I got to call you mine. I wanted to make it special for you, so I spent all day running around putting that necklace together; I even put together a whole layout in the van with chocolates and roses and all that nice shit you deserve. I just wanted today to be special; I guess I got caught up in it; I'm sorry. And I know it's not the nicest gift ever. You're so fucking special to me; you deserve to be taken out to some nice dinner and shit. Not a guitar pic and a worn-out ring, but-" 

You crashed your lips onto his, rapidly stopping his rambling from getting out of control like it almost always did. Eddie immediately cupped your face between his hands. His lips were soft and pillowy against your own, like they were made for each other. You could feel the gentle tickle of his breath beneath your nose, your fingers carding through his hair as you breathed each other in before separating just enough for your foreheads lean against one another. You loved Eddie; there was no denying that, but the fact that he spent all day preparing the perfect anniversary date and gift for you made you your heart swell. 

"You mean everything to me. I love you so fucking much." He spoke against your mouth, not wanting to pull away much farther.

"I love you too. So much."

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[jakeperalta]

I'm curious. what job would you do if money was no object (you just automatically had an income you could live comfortably on)? including work like volunteering, studying etc. please share in the tags :)

[legionofpotatoes]

Lead them to paradise.

[mizgnomer]

Parallels - Good Omens Seasons One & Two - Part One

Links to [ Part Two ] [ Part Three ] [ Part Four ] [ Part Five ]

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Brucie Wayne gets into a mild accident in public (read-got hit by a car). And Batman would just walk it off (“it’s barely a bruise”), but Brucie obviously… can’t.

So he has to suffer the ordeal of having civilians call paramedics, getting fussed over, and having-

Having his dead son get into the back of the ambulance with him.

Oh- oh no. He must have hit his head worse than he thought. He thought he was past this…

[egophiliac]

crossing my fingers and wishing upon every star that chapter 10 finally brings us the tweel cards 🤞🤞

[love-filter]

It has been one of the most magical working experiences of my entire life and career. I have loved every second working with Jessica Madsen. I think she's made from heaven. — CLAUDIA JESSIE on working with Jessica Madsen, Bridgerton BTS.

[coddda]

I wish we could have met in some other way.

Lawlight Week Day 2: Soulmates

If you saw me repost and re-edit this several times uh No you didn't </3

Still frames/Individual gifs:

If you know what every frame is from you get a free cookie. by the way

[cobbbvanth]

star wars, but it’s just the memes

MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU

[the-gom-jabbar]

The whole genetics project of the Bene Gesserit may have been dubbed a failure because Paul wasn't a girl but there was nothing stopping Paul and Feyd-Ruatha acting on that sexual tension they had in both book and film.

Paul could have taken Feyd as a third Consort. Just imagine Paul with his Empress Irulan and his wife Chani sitting at his side and Feyd just sprawled on the dais steps just wearing something scandalous like

You were right Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam, wasted potential.

[umblrspectrum]

part 4 of a lot funnier in my head than on paper

[loadingbones]

Run little tarnished man

[sukunasteeth]

Sukuna Dyes His Hair

You were just teasing him.

"Pink like a petite little rose."

"Shut it."

They were just play-fighting words. Part of an attempt to poke the bear that never seemed to bite at you.

"Pink like a sweet strawberry."

"Strawberries are red."

Sukuna had had you in his lap, lazy with a long day of work weighing on his bones. He watched you dote on him with a tired smile, too exhausted to mind your fingers lovingly brushing at tufts of his hair. Usually he'd swat at a touch as careful as the one you were giving him, but there were moments, like this one, where he seemed to soak up your tenderness.

"Pink like a baby kitten's nose." You cooed.

"Jesus." He groaned, rolling his eyes. 

Maybe it was the ending boop to his own nose that made him finally snatch you up and tackle you to the mattress.

Maybe that's why one day later, you're staring at him standing outside of a restaurant, leaning against his motorcycle with stark black hair.

He's grinning at you, knowing that he's won the little game as he always does, with overkill.

It was a promised date night, one you had been planning for a few weeks now. Sukuna never had the same days off that you did, but the stars happened to align for you to go out to dinner together and you leapt at his invitation.

After he spots you from across the parking lot, Sukuna stubs his cigarette beneath his boot and starts over to you. You can tell in the way his eyes devilishly glimmer that he's excited to see your expression. 

You're in too much shock not to give him exactly what he wants.

"Hi~" He purrs when he nears you, reaching a hand out for one of your own. You offer it subconsciously, moving automatically since your brain seemed to be sputtering. His rings are cold against your fingers, but even their icy bite is not enough to stir you back to the present. He tugs you into his embrace, looping an arm around your lower waist and pressing you into him. He’s warm despite the chill on his fingertips. When he's got you secured to him, he tilts his head at you, waiting for your response.

"Hi." You whisper, blinking up at him.

You know he thinks you're going to hate it. You know he thinks you're going to give him a pout- tell him how heartbroken you are to see his natural hair go. That was undoubtedly the punchline of his stupid joke. You've told him numerous times how much you loved his hair and every part of him that made him Sukuna... So why is your mouth suddenly watering?

“What d'ya think?” He runs his fingers through it, showing it off to you as if your eyes aren’t already glued to the newly darkened locks. 

It suits him just as well as his natural hair color does, but the black brings out the deep, rich color of his eyes and makes prominent the tattoos framing his face. People always tell you that Sukuna’s stare intimidated them, and you never felt it yourself until then. 

You swallow past your heartbeat, which you can suddenly feel in your throat. Sukuna notices, and his mischievous grin turns wolfish.

"Oh, you like it. Don't you?" He murmurs. Reaching up, he presses your slightly agape mouth closed so that he can place a chaste kiss to your shell-shocked lips. The smell of tobacco and expensive cologne has you in an even more intoxicated daze, rendering you boneless in his hold. His next words are a heated whisper, for your ears only.

"I usually only manage to take the words out of your mouth when you're strapped to my bed. This gotcha that good, little doe?" 

[inkedberries]

expanding on the thought of kudou getting the call sign 'hero' and afo getting irked by it for some reason

[seasononesam]

Supernatural (2005-2020) // Gravity Falls (2012-2016)

[mipexch]

i love animating these little freaks