Life is tough, my darling, but so are you

Luna, Wayward Daughter, Slytherin, Patronus is a Ginger Cat, DC & Marvel fangirl, Stranger Things fan, Book lover, 18+

[watercoloredlie]

Masterlist

A Night To Remember (Eddie Munson x Reader prom fic)

Unsaid Emily (Songfic about Eddie and his Mom)

Papa Don’t Preach-Eddie’s version (Eddie Munson x Hopper!reader)

Only Love Can Hurt Like This (Eddie Munson x OC fix it fic)

If I Lay Here (Eddie Munson x Harrington!OC fix it fic)

A Tale of Two Munsons (Hellcheer, Steve x Munson!reader on Ao3)

Fic Recs (Other people’s fics that you should definitely read)

[fictionandescapism]

Everyone's always like oh I hate Elektra, she's so bad for Matt. Like buddy, I hate to tell you this, but with the choices he makes, Matt is also bad for Matt.

[loveroftoomanyfandoms]

Written on My Heart, Chapter 1

Pairing: Smallville!Clark Kent x Reader

Rating: T

Chapter Word Count: ~2k

Story Summary: Clark Kent knew he loved his best friend before he was even sure what love was, but the distance between the two of them always prevented him from revealing his feelings. Though he tried to move on, his yearning only grew as their friendship also did.

When Y/N finally visits Metropolis, no longer thousands of miles from Clark and his crush-happy heart, he’s ecstatic. But will her physical presence be enough to draw a confession from him?

Tags/Warnings: Childhood BFFs, Pen pals, friends to lovers, Canon Divergent, Jonathan Kent Lives Because Fuck Canon, That's Why

A/N: This is all @vigilxnte-shit's fault (I'm not complaining though 😉).

I wrote this with Smallville!Clark in mind, but you can also picture 2025!Clark as well.

I expect this to be relatively short (maybe like 5ish chapters or so), so if you'd like to be tagged in this, please let me know!

Thanks so much to @sunflowersandsapphires for the summary help!

Soooo… I'm coming to Metropolis and thought maybe we could meet up?

Clark Kent blinked at his computer screen, a wide grin spreading across his face. When he had decided to check his email before work that morning he hadn't expected a message from his best friend (and if he was honest with himself, the woman of his dreams) telling him that she was coming to visit.

He hit reply. Of course. When will you be here?

He sent the email then glanced towards his closet. He had met Y/N through a pen pal program at school — his 3rd grade class in Smallville had been partnered with her 3rd grade class in Metropolis, and they had gotten along so well and had so much in common that they had exchanged actual mailing addresses and kept writing after they had moved on to 4th grade. Their friendship had survived elementary school, junior high, high school, college, and into adulthood… All without never having met in person.

He got up and retrieved the cardboard box he kept at the top of his closet, then took out the binders that were in there.

He opened the top one, smiling softly at the handwritten letter that lay in between a plastic sheet protector.

Dear friend,

Hi. My name is Y/N and I'm in 3rd grade at Metropolis Elementary School. My teacher, Mrs. Taylor, said that this year we had to write to a class in Smallville. I've never been to Smallville, is it nice there?

Write me back!

Sincerely,

Y/F/N Y/L/N

P.S. I'm putting a picture of me with my letter because Mrs. Taylor said that that way our new friend knows what we look like.

Clark ran his fingers across the photo of Y/N that she had included. He had sent a photo of himself along with his reply, in which he had introduced himself and told Y/N about life in Smallville, then had asked her about growing up in Metropolis.

He flipped to the next letter.

Dear Clark,

Living on a farm sounds so cool! Do you have cows and horses and sheep and stuff?

There's not a lot of space for houses here in Metropolis because there's so many buildings, so I live in an apartment with my mom and dad. It's okay though because there's lots of museums and places like that to go to. My favorite is the Metropolis Museum of Art. I love to go there and look at the pictures and statues. Maybe one day you can go too!

I have to go now because class is almost over, but write me back, okay?

Sincerely,

Y/N

Clark and Y/N had continued to exchange letters throughout the school year, and towards the end of the year Clark had asked his parents for permission to give Y/N their address in order to keep writing to each other, to which they had agreed.

He kept reading through Y/N's letters to him, a pang hitting his chest when he reached the one in which Y/N had told him that she was moving out of Metropolis.

Dear Clark,

Today my parents told me that we're moving to California. Apparently my dad got some big promotion at work that requires relocating.

I don't want to go. It's bad enough that I'd be having to learn my way around Metropolis Junior High next year, but at least I knew my classmates. Now I'll be having to learn my way around a brand-new school all alone.

At least I still have you to write to. I'll send you my new address as soon as I can.

Your friend,

Y/N

Clark sighed. He had been hoping that his parents could've at least taken him to Metropolis to meet Y/N before she had moved, but it hadn't worked out.

He continued reading, smiling again when he reached the point where Y/N's letters had switched from handwritten to typed on a computer.

Dear Clark,

My parents bought me a computer for my birthday! Isn't that cool? Now I can type my letters to you instead of having to hand-write them.

I actually didn't do much to celebrate — just had a couple of friends over to eat pizza and cake and watch movies. I wish you'd have been here though — I bet we'd have had a great time.

Thank you so much for the birthday card, by the way. That was really sweet of you. I pinned it to the cork board above my desk so I can look at it whenever I want.

I've got to go now so I can study for my Spanish test on Wednesday, but I'll talk to you later. Adiós!

Tu amiga (your friend),

Y/N

Clark closed the binder and picked up the next one. They had started emailing each other once they reached high school, so instead of saving Y/N's letters, he had started printing out her emails.

To: [email protected]

From: [email protected]

Subject: Re:re:re:re:re: Hi

Dear Clark,

Sorry it took me a few days to get back to you. High school is SO much busier than junior high was. It's only the first week of school and we've already gotten assigned the first 3 chapters of a book to read for English and had a quiz in Algebra.

On a positive note though, I got asked to the Back-to-School dance next Saturday. My date's name is Lincoln and he's really cute.

So you joined the school newspaper, huh? That's pretty cool. You'll have to send me a copy of your first article.

I'm about to go dress shopping — I'll send you a picture of me in it later!

— Y/N

Clark shook his head. And there it was — the moment he had realized that his feelings for Y/N had grown beyond friendship.

He had told himself at the time that he was being silly, that he was just worried that Y/N might not have time to write to him as often as she did if she got a boyfriend.

Still, as he had sat at the kitchen table with his mother later that evening, he couldn't help but feel like maybe his jealousy wasn't for the reason he had kept telling himself.

"Mom?" Clark had asked.

"Yeah, honey?" his mom had replied.

"Can you..." Clark had paused. "That is, is it possible... Do you think you can have feelings for someone you've never met in person?"

Clark's mom had smiled gently. "Is this about Y/N?"

Clark had glanced down at the table. "Is it that obvious?"

His mom had raised a playful eyebrow. "Well, I don't know, sweetheart, Y/N is the only friend of yours I know of that you haven't actually spent any time with face-to-face."

"She told me she has a date to her Back-to-School dance next Saturday and I… I feel… I dunno, jealous." Clark had shrugged. "I know it's ridiculous, but I can't help but feel like it should be me taking her to the dance."

His mom had placed a hand on his arm. "I definitely think it's possible to have a crush on a friend, especially one you've known as long as the two of you have. Just because you've never met each other in person doesn't mean your feelings aren't real."

She had sighed. "It's just... Maybe you should try focusing your attention on someone closer to home instead?"

Clark's heart had broken at the thought of never opening another letter or email from Y/N. "You think I should stop writing to her?"

His mom had shaken her head. "No, of course not, sweetheart. That's not what I'm saying at all. She's just so far away and I don't want to see you get hurt."

Clark chuckled to himself. He was sure when his mother had told him that that she hadn't meant to rekindle his early childhood crush on a girl who'd already had a boyfriend. Still, Lana had been pretty, and kind, and smart, and actually in the same state as Clark…

Anyway. High school was long over, as was his relationship with Lana.

And come to think of it…

Even though he and Lois had technically broken up because they were 'just too different', as Lois had put it (although Clark suspected that it was more like Lois could never really come to accept that he had superhuman abilities), Clark couldn't help but wonder if maybe the reason he wasn't all that torn up about their split was because his heart had never truly belonged to her. He had denied it when Lois had asked him during one of their many arguments before she found out about his abilities if there was someone else (because technically there wasn't), but deep down he couldn't let go of the thought that maybe, someday, he might have a chance with Y/N.

The fact that he and Y/N had also started video calling each other once Skype had become popular certainly hadn't helped Clark get over his feelings for her. After the first time he had seen her face pop up on his computer screen and heard her voice… Well, let's just say that the starring role that she had already had in his imagination had become more accurate to what she actually looked and sounded like.

He shook his head then checked his email once again (unfortunately without a reply from Y/N, even though he knew it was a bit too early for her to be awake yet) before getting up to head to work. There was a staff meeting this morning and he needed to be on time.

"You're all chipper," Jimmy said as Clark walked into the bullpen at the Daily Planet 20 minutes later. "Hot date last night?"

Clark shook his head with a grin. "Actually, I got an email from Y/N this morning. She's coming to Metropolis to visit."

"Ah, the illustrious Y/N," Lois chimed in as she walked up, mug of coffee in her hand. "Think we'll get a chance to meet her while she's here?"

Clark shrugged. "I don't know. It depends on how long she's here for and how busy she is."

Lois lightly punched him in the arm. "Oh, come on, Smallville. You've got to at least bring her around for drinks after work."

"I'll try."

"When is she coming?" Jimmy added.

Clark shrugged. "I don't know yet. She just said she was coming to Metropolis and wanted to meet up."

"Well, let us know when you do and we'll plan a group outing." Lois took a sip of her coffee. "By the way, thanks again for the emergency proofread on my story about that carjacking last night. Managed to get it turned in just in time for today's edition."

Clark shook his head. "Not a problem. Glad I could help."

He headed over to his desk and set his own cup of coffee and bagel down. Luckily the café by the Planet hadn't been overly busy so he'd had time to pick up breakfast and would be able to eat it at his desk before the staff meeting.

He powered his work PC on, glanced around, then pulled up his personal email, grinning when he saw a reply from Y/N. I'll be flying in Thursday evening.

He clicked the reply button. Are you busy Friday then? Maybe we can get breakfast then go to the art museum.

He ate his bagel and was getting ready to head to the staff meeting when Y/N's reply came in. Yeah, I'd love that. Maybe we can Skype tonight, finalize plans?

Clark sent a reply in the affirmative then pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent his parents a text. Y/N's coming to Metropolis on Thursday.

His mom replied almost immediately. Oh my gosh, Clark, that's wonderful!

Clark grinned. Yeah, I'm really excited.

He grabbed his notebook and headed to the conference room, feeling even more cheerful than he already had. He couldn't wait to see Y/N.

[80sfilmclub]

grow old with me — eddie munson blurb.

summary: in which eddie fights the demobats and comes home to you. the story of your lives in hawkins have come to an end and you and eddie are ready to start a new chapter in los angeles. wc: 1.2k words notes: just inspired by the pic alone of joseph quinn playing george harrison, he just looks so much like an older eddie :c so here's a nice little epilogue in which eddie munson gets to grow old with you.

in a perfect world, eddie survived. he made it out with injuries and a basket of trauma, but he made it. he didn't run, he fought and he was made a hero. in a perfect world, eddie's name was inevitably cleared, either by owens or hopper's doing. in a perfect world, dustin didn't have to learn how to grieve someone.

in a perfect world, eddie came home to you.

he came home bleeding, half a step right into death, but after a few days of bed rest, he woke up with a pained grimace and a raspy drawl of 'sweetheart' when he saw you by his bedside. he kissed you as well as he could before you inevitably pushed him back down, demanded he rest before he could get carried away.

despite news of his innocence spread reluctantly, you stayed in the cabin hopper had at the edge of town to nurse him to full health. el became the little sister you never had.

college applications were left unopened in the house that fell between the gaps. the whole world — or rather, hawkins — screeched to a halt when quarantine was put into place. crawls happened far too often and yet not enough but you had put your foot down; eddie was not to return to the upside down if you could help it. dustin opened his mouth to argue but the heartbreak masked by anger in your eyes made him fall silent.

you sobbed in eddie's arms later that night, made him promise that he would never leave you again.

the world only seemed to feel bigger once the battle ended. once the quarantine lifted, you and eddie didn't wait to catch the cheapest bus out of hawkins to los angeles. the gang understood, threw you two a makeshift going away party at the bus stop. it took a year until someone finally bought the demo eddie had stashed in his glovebox.

he simultaneously loved and hated the apartment you two scraped together to rent. it was a shoebox of a studio, your creaking mattress shoved against one corner and the kitchenette usually bare of any groceries. he loved how much he had fallen for you, hated that he couldn't give you the life you deserved. it made him play harder, longer, at any gigs in bars he was able to sink his teeth into.

it was sheer dumb luck that he finally got onto the right track. the rest of the boys of corroded coffin had moved out to los angeles, met up at a bar where a band was a no-show. the owner was easy enough to convince to let freshly-graduated nobodies entertain the rest of the bar.

needless to say, they killed it.

then your lives finally began. a record deal was offered in record time, the pr group positively giddy when they found out about the suspicious accusations that eddie might've been a serial killer in a small town. it was easy enough to drum up some interest in corroded coffin.

fast forward to twenty years later—

"i think this is a gray hair."

you look up from where you're lounging on your unmade bed, wearing nothing but the oversized band merch from corroded coffin's last world tour. the fabric's faded already, the neckline stretched and loose. it does little to disguise the ever-growing baby bump you've been sporting the last six months.

eddie's been standing in front of the bathroom mirror, just a few paces away in your line of sight as you peruse through a magazine. "is it?"

"babe." he huffs as he stomps back into the bedroom, looking very much like himself back in hawkins whenever dustin's smartass guessed the plot of his brutal campaign. "it's a fuckin'— fudging gray hair! oh hi, princess."

the sudden shift of his tone steals your attention and you grin when your daughter toddles into the room. little lucy's barely four now and yet she's wearing custom-made merch of the same shirt you're wearing but in a toddler size. her arms barely raise up for a second before eddie's hauling her up to his hip, tickling her tummy before bringing her to the bed to snuggle beside you.

"did gareth do this?" you raise your brow as you tug at the shirt lucy's got on.

eddie just grins. "maybe. he figured the band's been around long enough that our fans also had kids too."

"hm. i hope he didn't spend too much on it. i wonder if it'll just be lucy and our little peanut wearing them," you sigh as you rub your swollen belly. lucy coos and babbles toddler speak before she presses her own cheek to your stomach, gasping when your little peanut gives a kick.

eddie watches the scene with a fond smile, carefully leaning over his girls to hold in his arms.

"—daddy no, it tickles!" lucy screeches dramatically as she rubs at his scruffy cheek.

the soft moment fades into something lighter as you playfully tug lucy away. eddie's eyes narrow dramatically. "traitor," he murmurs before he catches the time. "babe, the car's coming around in ten. are you two still coming with me to the studio?"

you sit up with lucy in your arms who's already back to wriggling to get to her father. eddie picks her up with ease and looks indifferent to the fact that lucy's playing so rough with his hair that she's causing knots that he had just brushed out.

"yes!" lucy screeches for you two and you chuckle to waddle out of bed.

"well you heard the little lady. can you keep her company while i change?" you nudge the two of them out and eddie kisses lucy's cheek and sets her loose out in her room before following. lately, you've been alternating between maternity clothes and eddie's old band tees and lazy studio days calls for something more comfortable.

in an hour and a half, you're settled in the comfortable couch in the private studio the label had given the band to jam out and write music. lucy's got a blanket laid out beside you, the toys gareth (her favorite uncle much to dustin's indignation) laid out in a mess. you've got a bowl of popcorn balanced on your belly as you snack.

through the glass window, beyond the soundboard, you can see eddie perched on a stool. lucy's on his lap, tucked between his chest and the expensive guitar he's holding in front of her. gareth or one of the sound engineers must've gotten the mic lowered to capture the guitar and lucy's babbling melodies.

"that's it," eddie coos softly, his long hair tickling her cheek as he strums a chord. "follow daddy. can you sing this note?"

the world goes crazy for eddie's vocals, especially when it's gutteral and all encompassing. but his voice is gritty and smooth simultaneously, carrying a love and fondness just for your daughter, when he sings to lucy.

the song is half-finished, not quite structured enough to even count as a song, but it's finally taking shape with lucy's additions. your eyes meet one of the sound engineers and nod, indicating to start recording. eddie continues to play slowly, testing out different chords and melodies while lucy keeps up despite the lack of lyrics. it's sweet and tender and tears threaten to fall as you watch the cute scene.

what a privilege it is to grow old with eddie munson.

eddie munson taglist: @took-me-hours-to-steal-those / @ali-r3n / @roostersgirl-001 / @luvstvrfyre / @eyesteary / @rainy-thoughts22 + ask if you'd like to be added!

[boyd-stevens]

MATERIALISTS 2025, dir. Celine Song

[only-cat-memes]

[dinah-lance]

🔥💎

[kamillahn]

Charlie Cox in Daredevil: Born Again - S01E08

[kamillahn]

Charlie Cox in Daredevil: Born Again - S01E03

[aliciavikander]

You don’t let anyone in. You. I let you in.

[theworldneedslaurellance]

@samspurpletoothbrush asked: AU gifset of laurel’s journey to the Black Canary without Sara’s retconned death.

Laurel Lance’s mother, Dinah Lance, has been a vigilante for more than 20 years. Laurel sees the good her mother does; and, despite her wishes, sets out training to save the world. When a particle accelerator explosion leaves Laurel with a high-frequency cry, she seeks advice from her good friend Cisco who has a profound knowledge of metahumans. Cisco convinces Laurel that fighting for your city is what a hero would do, and with powers such as a super-sonic scream, how could Laurel turn down the opportunity to help those in need. Dinah Laurel Lance, always trying to save the world.

[kamillahn]

Charlie Cox in Daredevil (3.11)

[spider-mann]

THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER 1.04 — The Whole World Is Watching

[filmgifs]

LILO AND STITCH (2002) Dir. Chris Sanders & Dean DeBlois

[themaradwrites]

Egg please

Heya! Happy Easter! Egg below the cut.

I tried to run with what you had on Evie's OC Intro post - I hope you like it!

[watercoloredlie]

Name: Evelyn Louise Parker

Nickname: Evie

Family:

May Parker- Mother

Ben Parker- Adoptive father

Peter Parker- Cousin

Tony Stark- Biological Father

Pepper Potts- Stepmother

Morgan Stark- Half Sister

Love Interest: Matt Murdock

Occupation: Helps her mom run F.E.A.S.T

About: Evelyn Parker is the product of a New Year’s Eve fling between May and Tony Stark. She didn’t know she was pregnant until after she started dating Ben Parker. May and Ben fell in love then got married. He adopted Evelyn and raised her as his own. When she was twelve, they took in Ben’s nephew Peter after Ben’s brother and sister in law perished in a plane crash.

Evelyn and her family went to the Stark Expo. May almost decided to tell Tony the truth then, but after all hell broke loose at the expo, she felt Evelyn was safer away from Tony. Evie was devastated when Ben was killed in a mugging a few years later. As a result, she’s very protective of her mom and Peter.

She found out about Peter being Spider-Man shortly after Ned found out. Evelyn was completely against it at first, but after a heart to heart with Peter, she relented. She even helps patch him up after his patrols which comes in handy after she starts dating Matt.

Evelyn is surprisingly thrilled when Tony stops by informing them that Peter had won an internship at Stark Industries. She genuinely believed it would be a good thing for Peter’s future. Until Peter inadvertently lets slip later on down the line that Tony had brought him to Germany to fight alongside Team Iron Man against Team Cap. She yells at him in front of May and Peter which leads to May revealing the truth about Tony being Evelyn’s biological father. A fact that Evelyn does not take well.

Face Claim: Phoebe Tonkin

[xxdrixx]

Daredevil: Born Again Season 1 Episode 09 - Straight to Hell