another eddie thought.
eddie munson who had to have his head shaved bc his curls were matted so bad when he was younger. as soon as he got taken in to wayne’s care, after spending nearly a year with his dad, his hair was beyond gone. barely brushed, just neglected.
wayne, bless his heart, tried to detangle it. he knew how eddie liked his long hair, he didn’t want to shave it. he even took him to the beauty salon, the beauty school up the road, tried to get them to detangle it. two deep conditions and an hour later, the instructor told him the best they could do was shave it, send him with some product on how to care for it in the future.
eddie was devastated, wayne was guilt ridden, and eddie’s locks were now shaven off right before he had to start at the middle school.
from that point on, eddie was nearly neurotic about brushing his hair every night. getting every single tangle out. ripping through the curls until it’s smooth. frizzy and slightly damaged from the tension, sure, but smooth.
at first, it’s something you try to talk him out of. “you’re ripping your hair out.”
“it’s fine.” eddie grunts, paddle brush tearing through the base of his neck, the most matted and tough curls. “rather lose a little than have to shave it all off again.”
he tells you the story, once, after that. one that leaves your heart aching, despite how he tries to shrug it off. insist it’s not a big deal, that it didn’t bother him- how his father’s neglect hurt him yet again, even after he was taken in with wayne. you know better.
you don’t try to fight him on it anymore. instead, every night, it becomes a ritual that you brush his hair for him. a far gentler touch, more patience to work out each curl and tangled strand. grasping at the base of his head to keep it from tugging and hurting so much.
it’s soft and intimate. leaves eddie’s chest with a warm, gooey thick feeling, and his eyelids fluttering with sleep. trying to keep his head up while you brush his hair, scratching at the scalp, always pressing a kiss to his part when you’re finished.
Eddie imagine:
Imagine Eddie writing into every D&D campaign, a character that falls in love with your character. Or npc couples that are exactly like the two of you. You ask him one day why he does this. He just answered so casually like it was common knowledge, “because I’ll love you in every universe, time, and everything in between.”
someone asked gege what is female gaze and as an answer he created geto suguru
“One, two, three…”
“baby, when are you gonna stop.” He flushes.
All of your attention was set on him and his perfect face. The freckles littering his skin, god it made him so beautiful. You never understood how he could hate them.
“Never. You’re so handsome ‘dashi.”
His hands fly to cover his face, an attempt to cover his blushing cheeks.
“No let me look at you.” You peel his hands away and he feels so vulnerable with your doe eyes staring down at him like he’s hung up the stars in the night sky.
“Why do you like them so much.” He grumbles.
“Because it’s apart of you. And I love everything about you.”
His eyes soften at your words.
He truly thinks he doesn’t deserve you, that you’re way out of his league. However all of his thoughts melt away when you lean down and kiss him.
Tadashi thinks that when your lips meet his it’s perfection. That the both of you were molded for eachother. And when you kiss him with such tenderness and love.
He thinks there’s no one else better for you than him.
And there’s no one better for him than you.
immortal sukuna who — in your first life (1).
immortal sukuna masterlist
immortal sukuna who has had to live multiple lifetimes with you.
immortal sukuna who became blessed with immortality as he nearly died.
immortal sukuna who was found by you all alone in the mountains.
immortal sukuna who is stunned when you took him in.
immortal sukuna who has never had anyone be kind to him before.
immortal sukuna who becomes fond of his life with you.
immortal sukuna who finds happiness in making you happy.
immortal sukuna who falls in love with you, the only person who cares for him.
immortal sukuna who feels the happiest in his life when you tell him you love him too.
immortal sukuna who lives a peaceful life with you.
immortal sukuna who dedicates his everyday to you.
immortal sukuna who realizes your mortality when you suddenly get ill.
immortal sukuna who begins to dread the fact that you will end up getting old and leave him.
immortal sukuna who cannot bear the idea of parting from you.
immortal sukuna who is devastated when you suddenly pass.
immortal sukuna who felt devoid of meaning the moment you left him.
immortal sukuna who realizes that he still wants to take care of you, even if its on a graveyard.
immortal sukuna who wishes you could meet again one day, if you get reborn.
immortal sukuna who tries to remember what you looked like or what you sound like.
immortal sukuna who prays to any god out there that they reunite the two of you.
immortal sukuna who thinks even one moment with you again would be worth his entire immortal life.
immortal sukuna who would wait forever if he had to, just to have you back in his arms again.
Eddie falling asleep during kisses
Eddie is sweet, soft, cuddly and warm. You’re both bundled up together in bed, nothing but the sound of the tv droning in the background, and the steady rain outside the window as you makeout.
Eddie just wants to cuddle and love on you, and in return also be doted on (of course you’re more than happy to oblige him) after a long day.
You notice after just a few minutes, his kisses getting softer and lighter, he still hums every now and again, until you notice him gradually slow down his movements altogether.
“Tired, Eds?” You rake your fingers gently through his curls, nails grazing his sensitive scalp.
“Yeah, just wanna be here with you.” He whispers.
He dives in for another kiss, and you giggle at his sudden little burst of energy.
It doesn’t last long, however, when you notice him slow down again, and you cradle his face before gently pulling away to tell your sweet man, “baby, you’re sleepy, let yourself get some rest.”
His big doe eyes briefly flick from your lips to your kind eyes, and back down again.
“Mm, no. Want you,” and in he goes again, stealing sweet soft kisses that make the both of you giggle and swoon.
Eddie tries his very best to keep up and stay awake, to revel in the love and attention of his sweet girl. But before he can stop himself, his lips once again begin to slow their movement, and eventually come to a halt. You lie there, tilting your head just enough to look at your handsome man.
His mouth is slightly parted, eyes completely shut. You notice the soft dusting of stubble across his jaw that had tickled your cheeks only moments ago. You would ask if he’s still awake, but with his slow, even breaths you already know the answer to that.
Carefully, you tuck your shared blanket into his side, making sure he’s completely covered up before placing one more kiss of the night to his forehead as he sleeps, “goodnight Eds, I love you so much.”
reader who can’t stand satoru but then he gets hit by a curse that turns him into a cat. you find him, to his dismay, and take him home, only for him to realize how different you are when he isn’t around to pester you.
at first, he causes a lot of trouble. breaking things in your house, tearing up the pillows. he just wants to be a human again, but nobody can understand him! but you still take care of him and coddle him no matter how much trouble he causes, so different from how people treat him normally, as if he were a nuisance (which he kind of was on purpose). and he finds himself falling for you without realizing it.
so he stops being a bad cat, steadily losing hope that he’ll ever be human again. and satoru would be lying to himself if he said he didn’t enjoy how you stroked him while you read a book or let him sleep beside you at night. maybe it wasn’t so bad? so he decided then if he was going to be just a cat, he was fine with being your cat.
the higher-ups had taken note of his absence, obviously, and he only knows cause you’ve mentioned it to him. you had this endearingweird quirk where you’d talk to him as if he were a real person.
throughout his stay in your home as a house pet, satoru finds out a lot about you. you’ve always kept to yourself, but you vent your frustrations out to him while he’s like this, and he offers his comfort the best he can. which you appreciate, rewarding him with kisses that he secretly enjoys.
once he turns human again, by some miracle, his first thought is to go and find you. and when he does, you give him the cold shoulder like you used to, and it surprises him. before he realizes that, ah, he wasn’t your pet anymore. he was gojo satoru.
satoru realizes his feelings for you in that moment. when he feels the ache in his chest from your dismissive behavior, it leads him to starting his most important mission yet—winning your heart once more.
but this time, it’ll be as a person, not a damn cat.
the car was quiet except for the occasional murmur from yuuji, still high on the anesthesia. you sat in the backseat next to him, your shoulder pressed gently against his head as he leaned into you, his weight relaxed but heavy in a way that made you chuckle softly. nanami, driving in front, glanced in the rearview mirror, his eyes soft but amused as yuuji’s words slurred out.
“hey, mom… dad…” yuuji muttered, his voice low and drawn out. his eyelids fluttered open, gaze unfocused, but the grin on his face was pure, contented warmth.
you looked at him, unsure whether to laugh or just smile quietly. “yuuji, we’re not your parents,” you said, brushing a strand of his messy hair from his forehead. “but… we do look after you.”
“yeah,” he mumbled, blinking up at you in a sleepy daze. “you’re like… my mom and dad. i’m safe with you.”
you could feel your heart tighten at his words. even half-conscious, yuuji’s sincerity was clear, and it struck something deep in you. you glanced at nanami, who didn’t meet your eyes but gave a small, almost imperceptible nod, his hands steady on the wheel. he’d heard it too.
“you’re always there, like they are,” yuuji continued, his words trailing off as he shifted, settling more into the curve of your shoulder. his breathing evened out, and for a moment, there was only the sound of the car and the steady rhythm of his pulse against your arm.
you reached down, gently brushing your hand through his hair. “we’ll always be here, yuuji,” you said softly, your voice barely a whisper. “whenever you need us. like family.”
his eyes fluttered closed again, a peaceful expression settling on his face. “thanks… mom… dad…” he murmured again, his voice drifting off into sleep.
you glanced at nanami, who was looking at the road but his jaw was tight, a quiet emotion lingering there. it was subtle, but there, and something in you softened further.
as the car rumbled through the streets, you sat there with yuuji nestled close, the weight of his trust, his unspoken affection, making your chest tighten with a feeling you couldn’t quite put into words. it was small moments like this, these quiet, tender ones, that made the world feel a little more right.
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You call Eddie Jupiter - the planet, not the god - and depending on who asks him why exactly that is, he either answers 'None of your business,' or 'Because I'm massive' with a stupidly smug grin that is so incredibly stupidly smug because it's not even a lie albeit not all of the story.
Jupiter spins faster than any other planet in our solar system and so does Eddie's mind, manifesting in ever-tapping feet and fingers and the quickest mouth around.
Jupiter has many, many moons most of them small; like his Hellfire kids. What started out as collecting strays in High School has now become a project hosted by the local youth club and you have long lost count over how many kids orbit him on the regular. And then there are the big moons: Ganymede (Jeff), Io (Erica), Europa (Ronnie) and Callisto (Gareth, who's also amazing on guitar, as it turns out)
Jupiter has Rings. Fainter than those of Saturn but Eddie's ring collection changes from big, loud and clunky to... less big and... less clunky over the years.
Jupiter's magnetic field is the strongest in our solar system and you just can't fucking stay away from him... (It's not called Eddy Currents for nothing, right?) (Same goes for gravity, of course.)
Jupiter's days only last 10 hours and time fucking flies when you're with him, always seems to pass too fast.
"And Jupiter is fucking beautiful," you say and Eddie tries to hide the blush high on his cheeks by pressing a kiss to your temple. "There is more!"
"Hmmm, there is always more inside that head of yours," he cups your cheeks, presses two quick kisses to your lips and your foreheads together. "But I have to shut you up now... feel like crashing into the sun..."
I was thinking about how Eddie seems like the type to randomly put one of his rings on you and I came up with this itty bitty little blurb.
wc: 313
Eddie gently holds your hand as he slips one of his rings onto your fingers. The ring is a little too big, but you enjoy the weight of it on your hand. It’s still warm from being on his hand all day. You smile at the gesture before you hold your hand out to admire the way it looks on you. The way you wiggle your fingers makes the light dance across the silver. You look at Eddie. “What do you think? Does it look good?”
He has a lazy smirk on his face as he takes in the scene before him. You’re dressed in pajamas on a cozy Saturday evening, illuminated by the warm light of the bedside lamp, wearing one of his rings. Eddie never thought he would be one of those boyfriends that like the idea of his partner wearing something of his, but here he was. Just something about you embracing a little piece of him made him feel fuzzy inside. “Of course it looks good. Everything looks good on you.” When you scoff at his corny words, he chuckles. “I’m serious. You could wear a trash bag to the Grammys, and still be the most beautiful one there.”
You can feel the heat rise to your cheeks from his compliment. You return your attention to the ring on your hand, spinning it around your finger as you glance at him from the corner of your eye. “You’re such a sap, you know that?”
Seeing the shy smile on your face, Eddie knows you don’t actually dislike what he’s saying. He leans closer to speak softly in your ear as he wraps his arms around you in a tight hug. “And luckily, I’m all yours, baby.” He punctuates his words with a kiss to your cheek. Hearing you giggle in his arms, he smiles wider.
“So lucky,” you agree.