I love love love when queen songs are used whimsically in tv and film, and my top five (in no particular order) everyone singing along to bohemian rhapsody in waynes world, hal rollerblading in a sparkly blue outfit to we are the champions in malcolm in the middle, we will rock u in a knights tale, somebody to live in ella enchanted, and ofc the car that only plays queen songs in good omens
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just sending you a lil headcanon for waynie baby, i hope that’s ok!
when he’s still in the hospital, he hates having his blood taken and gets really upset about it, eddie notices how much it upsets you so suggests you go check in with penny and he’ll stay and support wayne 🤧
not only is it okay, but I’m gonna expand upon it because you have created art
oh my god, this headcanon has my whole HEART!
Your son’s whimpers turned into wails after the kind nurse had pierced his skin with the needle, those pretty eyes of his squeezed shut and mouth wide open to let the world know he was upset, so much that his little body was shaking with it and his tiny hands were curled in protest. You couldn’t help but cry, feeling helpless even though you were aware this wouldn’t last long nor was it to harm him. But the fact that your baby was crying, essentially screaming for help and you couldn’t do much for him, upset you on levels you couldn’t deal with, you blamed it on your currently out of whack hormones. Eddie had immediately clocked the tears pooling down your cheeks, wiped them away and asked you if you wanted to take Penny (who was staring, petrified, at the nurse as though she’d be her next victim) downstairs to the cafeteria.
You’d readily agreed after he’d reassured you he’d stay with Wayne. Once you and Penny were gone, he’d keep trying to talk to Wayne, despite his wailing drowning him out, cooing softly to sooth him.
“Honey, you’re breaking my heart. I know, I know, it didn’t feel nice. Aw, my poor baby, it’s okay. Daddy’s here, I’ll make the pain go away.” Eddie slipped his finger into the bassinet Wayne had been briefly moved into, finger stroking over his son’s soft cheek. Wayne’s wails died down, breaths hitching as he blinked his eyes open owlishly to stare—squint—up at Eddie.
When the nurse had finished drawing blood, placing a small spot shaped band-aid over the sore spot, she’d offered to let Eddie do some skin-to-skin as an apology to Wayne. He’d fussed a little after Eddie’d taken his shirt off and lifted him from the bassinet, but all protesting seized the moment he was settled against Eddie’s chest. Wayne was silent, breaths evening out as Eddie gently rubbed his back, his dad almost thought he’d fallen asleep until he craned his neck down and around to catch a glimpse of his face; the baby was still awake, eyes staring off into the distance as he focused on Eddie’s heartbeat along with the rise and fall of his chest.
While the two of them waited for your return, Eddie found this to be the perfect time to introduce him to DND—yes, he knew he’d have to re-introduce him when he was older but he was trying to bond with his son—telling him all about the different classes and races and how, despite what Dustin thinks, Alignment has EVERYTHING to do with Background.
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Or, imagine, being able to be magically whisked away to... TRON.
Hi. I’m in TRON.
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