somewhere between the soul and soft machine

i've been too busy working lately to do any fun writing or cosplay to upload or anything like that so instead i bring you this reddie christmas fanart from me as a gift, happy holidays!!

• he's so good with engines. ever since he was little he's just understood the mechanics of vehicles and machines and once he gets his hands on them he can figure out and fix anything.
• slowly accumulating more than just the limousines his service was supposed to have, but starting to pick up both like fancy towncars and old junkers that he decides he's going to fix up into fancy cars.
• even though he's more than successful enough that he doesn't have to, he still chooses to be one of his own drivers. he loves getting behind the wheel and he innately knows how to get to his destination every time. sometimes it feels like his head is full of maps (but he still doesn't always know where he's going).
• any time one of the limousines or luxury towncars or miscellaneous vehicles he's accumulated breaks down, he's always called immediately and comes right down to the garage where they keep them to fix it.
• the mental image of eddie tossing off his sweater, rolling up his sleeves, and throwing open the hood of an incredibly fancy towncar lives in my mind rent-free.
• whenever he's frustrated he just takes his tools and goes down to the cars and fucks with them until there's nothing left to fiddle with. it's his way of getting out his emotions and he usually rants to himself while he does it.
• he's actively restoring multiple vehicles at any point in time. when he's called back to derry, he's working on restoring a classic trabant stretch limousine, a cobra (a shelby gt350), and, his own personal vehicle (when it's done), a spider (an alfa romeo duetto from like 1966)
• he doesn't really mind getting dirty so much because nothing coming off the car feels like that much of a mess. there's grease and oil and it all feels like an extension of the car and kind of like an extension of him.
• eddie always knew he could run really fast. he also knew his mother was always holding him back from being as fast as he can be. and he might not be in the best shape anymore, and maybe he can't run a mile in five minutes or anything like he wishes he could, but when he gets in one of his cars and goes on a drive and flies down back roads, laughing his head off, he feels like the fastest person alive.