Author's Note: I wrote this a while ago and even though I probably won't write any HIMYM stuff in the near future, I don't wanna let this headcanons go to waste... So enjoy!
He's always very considerate, thoughtful and understanding. Though he does crack a lot of jokes when you're trying to tell him a story, he knows his limits.
He gives the best advice... Not in fashion, though.
He definitely has a soft spot for you
He never lets you near Barney. Never.
Definitely gives you his jacket when it's cold which you found very odd because he never does that before
If you're having a bad day or if there's something going on with you, he'll know before anyone else notices
And if you are having a bad day, he usually takes you out to your favorite place (either a restaurant or a bar) to cheer you up
You can't wrap your head around the fact that you both used to scream at each other’s faces when you both were teenagers, but now you guys are so caring for each other
Even Marshall and Lily were very confused about how calm and loving you both are now, compared to a few years ago when you guys are still in college
But you both still roast each other very often
If a guy ever breaks your heart, he's not afraid to throw hands (with the help of Marshall, of course)
When you're feeling gloomy or needed a shoulder to cry on, Ted would be the first person to come to mind. Same thing goes to him.
You never realized after all those years, he actually gives you the best hugs. It's always comforting to you.
The presence of him always seems calming to you. It's like you know he can protect you, and he always will.
When it comes to you, he's never hesitant to apologize first
He's the first person to show up when you're sick
Even though you both used to fight and argue a lot when you were younger, now you both realized how important and how you both love each other so much
Since the only Mosby living in New York are you and Ted, he has become the person you trust most
There's an incredibly pretty girl at the front desk in Family Video, and Steve—Eddie's boyfriend of eight months—is leaning over the counter with a sly smile and half-lidded eyes.
Eddie pauses in the doorway, struck dumb for a moment as he takes in the scene, and then gleefully ducks down behind the nearest shelf.
"So tell me," Steve says, all low and intimate. "What kind of movie were you looking for?"
"Um," the girl says. She doesn't sound very enthusiastic—barely indulgent at best. Eddie wishes he could see, but any sight of him will ruin Steve's chances right now. He's got a pretty good mental picture though. "I really like those old black and white movies, the really glamorous ones, you know?"
"Oh, totally," Steve sighs, like he's swooning. "Like Cary Grant, Clarke Gabel?" Eddie can practically hear his smirk. "Katharine Hepburn? Ginger Rogers?"
"Oh, I love Ginger Rogers!"
"Really?" Steve says matching her excitement. "Well, you're just in luck! Robin here knows all about those old black and white movies, don't you Robin?"
Eddie presses a hand to his mouth to hide his snickering. Robin had looked like a hooked fish when he'd walked in, she's gotta be gaping stupidly right now. "Uuuh," he hears her mumbling, and tries not to snort too loud. "Y-Yeah, uh, golden age of Hollywood stuff, absolutely. I could? Show you where they are?"
"Oh my gosh, that would be amazing!" the girl says, her interest in the conversation now warmed by several degrees. Eddie is still a little in awe of how well his boyfriend can sniff out gay girls.
"I got the front here, Robin," Steve cuts in smoothly. "You ladies take your time, make sure you pick out a good one!"
Eddie waits another beat, listening at their footsteps shuffle away, before he pops up from behind the shelf. Steve, lighting up like a Christmas tree, beams at him.
"Am I a genius or what?" he whispers, grinning ear to ear.
"Your lesbian powers know no equal," Eddie says just as quietly, taking the girl's spot at the counter, leaning into Steve's space. Steve happily mirrors him, until they're tucked together, the world narrowing down to the two of them. It's Eddie's favorite place to be. "All hail Steve Harrington, blessid he, lesbian whisper. Come to aid all useless queers in the fight against singledom."
"Thank you, thank you," Steve says with an air of novel benevolence. "I promise to only use my powers for good."
"Dingus. Doofus."
They jump away from each other as if shocked. Robin glowers at them both, but the pretty girl behind her is giggling and standing way too close for friendly, just at Robin's elbow.
"Move it, lovebirds," she hisses as she rounds the desk. "I need to check Claire out."
"I think you already have," Steve says. His smile this time is down right evil.
Robin actually hisses at him, and hip checks him away from the register. Eddie does a bow, sweeping his arm out to give Claire the prime spot in front of the desk, before he turns back to Steve.
"My dear, if you could please," he simpers, all posh and nasally. "Show me to your finest, grossest horror movie, thank you my good sir."
"Ugh," Steve groans already heading off into the shelves, not waiting for Eddie to follow. "You're lucky I love you, Ed. Shit gives me nightmares."
"I know," Eddie sings, chasing him. "I love you too."
eddie who takes care of you when you're sick :( making u a soup even though he has no idea what tf he's doing :(:( he hand feeds u :( doesn't let you get up for anything bc he can do it all for u !!!!!! he gives u kisses. everywhere. even when u tell him he shouldn't bc he could also catch a cold he doesn't care.
"eds, stop, you're gonna catch a cold!!" you whine, trying to dodge him but with a tut his hands wrap around your cheeks, making you look up at him. soft gaze matching yours. "i don't give a fuck sweetheart, c'mere. you really think i can spend a second without kissin' my pretty girl?" soft kisses plastered all over your face and your cold lips, warming :( you :( up :( instantly :((
and like four days later. ofc eddie gets sick bc he continuously kissed you. so now you're taking care of him as he's wrapped in a blanket, nose all runny and red, cheeks a pale color, and he takes a small sip from the soup you made him, that boy-ish grin sitting on his lips. "totally worth it," he murmurs with a coarse tone.
“The open bar was—if I do say so myself—a brilliant idea,” River said as he waited for Chad to finish getting ready for bed. “No one offering to buy us rounds made the not-drinking thing much easier. Though, everyone was much better behaved than I expected. Guess that’s what happens when Sky can’t go full chaotic chair-thrower.”
“Mm. I suspect the bill may be surprisingly lower than anticipated. Even with your brother and cousin trying to outdo each other towards the end. Did you tell Ms King?”
“Elle? No.”
“Hm.”
River’s brow furrowed slightly. “...Why?”
“She offered me a glass of rosé. Alcohol-free rosé. She was very adamant it tasted like ‘the real thing’.”
“Maybe she worked it out, then. She did plan pretty much the whole thing for us, so.”
“She was also drinking it. All night.”
“Hm.” Tired eyes struggling to stay open, River’s brain took a few seconds to process as he shuffled up the bed to his pillow. “...Ohhhh.”
Chad laughed softly, lying down beside him. “Perhaps she will be more accommodating regarding you taking time off within the next, say, six to nine months?”
“Mmmm, dunno about that,” River said with a sleepy chuckle. “I’d say maybe after, but I don’t think even the whims of a screaming insomniac infant could hold back Elle.”
“Heh, no, I suppose not.”
Forcing his eyes open briefly, River could see Chad losing his battle to sleep, too. He shifted over to drape an arm over his new husband, earning him a drowsy smile. “I know it couldn’t have been everything you dreamed... last minute, and circumstances and all, but... I couldn’t be happier.”
“It was. Everything. You were there...”
With the last of his energy, River blinked one last time to see Chad asleep, and drifted off with a serene smile.
Okay, so I just got an idea that Sebek’s mother was Tik-tok from Peter Pan (1953) who used to battle TWST’s Hook and then I imagined that Sebek’s father was Smee and now I have decided this is canon till proven otherwise. Sebek’s father was a pirate who battled his mother, who fought with Hook for his heart, until she was victorious and Smee decided to become a dentist.