More of Steve playing DnD
“And with a groan, the ship sinks below the waves,” Eddie says.
“Hang on,” Dustin says. “So we’re in the lifeboat, but Lady Applejack and Sir Stephan are still in the water?”
“That is correct.”
“Okay, well, I want to help them. I hold out my oar to Lady Applejack.”
Eddie rolls.
“You hold out your oar to Lady Applejack, and she grabs it, and climbs aboard. She’s shivering, but otherwise unharmed.”
“I want to help Sir Stephan,” Erica says.
“Thank you,” Steve says. Eddie nods and rolls again.
“Sir Stephan Volfhair climbs out of the water, shirtless, the fabric of his pants clinging to his—“
“Woah woah woah!” Erica says. “Who are you, Jane Austin?”
Eddie narrows his eyes at her.
“First of all, don’t disrespect Jane. Second of all, I am simply setting the scene.”
“For the record, I think you’re doing an excellent job,” Steve says.
“Thank you.” Eddie falls back into his narrative voice. “The sea beast has spotted you!” Groans of dismay from the gang. “It rounds on you, it’s red eyes bulging, fangs dripping with blood!”
“Punch it!” Steve shouts. The gang turns to look at him. “Punch it in the face!”
“That’s your action?” Eddie asks.
“Yeah.”
“Roll strength, then.”
Steve rolls.
“Twelve?”
“Sir Stephan Volfhair lifts his mighty hand, his bare hairy chest wet with sea water, his muscles glistening in the moonlight—“
“Oh my god do you mind?” Mike snaps.
“I don’t mind,” Steve says, grinning.
“I’m the one in charge here,” Eddie says. “I set the scene.”
Mike huffs and rolls his eyes.
“His mighty fist comes down across the beast's neck and it lets out a howl of agony! It’s slowed down, but not yet dead. Sir Michael. What do you do?”
“I stab it with my sword.” He rolls and cheers. “Natural twenty!”
“Excellent! Sir Michael stabs the serpent. It dies.”
“Seriously?” Mike says. “That’s it?”
“Yes, you kill the serpent.”
“Where are my glistening muscles?”
“You don’t have any. Moving on.”
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After Steve plays DnD
Eddie waves to Jonathan as the kids pile into the car. Steve offered to drive them all, but it’s on Jonathan’s route home anyway, now that the Byers live up by the river, closer to everyone else.
Eddie goes back inside. Steve is cleaning up the game table, stacking the books and putting the dice into their bag. He pauses on the D20, turning it in his hands, his face furrowed with concentration. The facets glitter in the light.
“Beautiful, right?” Eddie asks. Steve looks up, surprised.
“Yeah, it’s cool.”
“You okay?”
“Yeah.” Steve puts the D20 into its velvet bag. He bites his lip. “Was I… Did I do okay?”
Eddie steps in, grabbing Steve’s hands.
“Of course! What do you mean?”
“I mean, it was my first time. I wasn’t sure if I was doing it right.”
Eddie grins.
“It’s Dungeons and Dragons, baby, not your gay virginity.”
Steve snorts and raises his eyes to the ceiling.
“I know.” He puts his arms around Eddie’s shoulders. “This was much more intimidating.”
Eddie laughs into Steve’s shoulder, kisses his cheek.
“You were fantastic.”
“Really?”
“Better than my wildest dreams.” He pulls back to look Steve in the eye. “You were really nervous?”
“Yeah. I know it means a lot to you. I didn’t want to disappoint.”
“You could never.” They’re swaying from side-to-side now, in the sort of slow dance that they do. “How did you know all that stuff about dwarves not liking cows milk? Or elves eating fish?”
“I read it in one of your books.”
“Which one?” Eddie had given Steve the basic introductory books, but none of the really deep lore.
“I don’t remember. Not one of the ones you gave me. It was on your shelf.”
Eddie pulls back.
“You read the ones on my shelf?”
“Yeah. Sorry. Was I not supposed to? Is that cheating?”
“No, not at all! It’s just… I wasn't expecting that.”
“I wanted to do it right.”
Eddie shakes his head slowly.
“Fuck.”
“What?” Steve’s eyes are wide and anxious. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I just really fuckin love you.”
Steve tenses in Eddie’s arms.
“Wait. Really?”
“Yes, really.”
“Oh thank God.” Steve sags against Eddie in relief. He rests his chin on Eddie’s shoulder and blinks away tears. “I wasn’t sure— nobody’s ever—“ he sniffs. “Mm. Love you.”
They stand there, letting that settle around them.
“Gnomes don’t like wheat,” Steve murmurs. “It irritates their digestion.”
“You’re literally my perfect human.”
“Mm. Not a human. I’m a Wolfborn.” Steve kisses Eddie’s jaw. “Child of a cursed lineage. Defender of my tribe.” He bites Eddie's shoulder, making him laugh and press closer. “And it’s a full moon.”
“Wolfborns aren’t werewolves,” Eddie gasps.
“I know. I never said I was. But I still like to howl at the moon.”
Eddie giggles and pulls Steve in for a kiss.
“Howl away, baby, it’s just the two of us.”
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Yessss dnd nerds :DD and dam yeah that is a wacky situation it turned out sick tho!! Perks of being at least mostly blonde is i dont have to panic ab bleach tho i was thinking about combing like the three leftover pinks i have and then maybe doin somethin like what u have cause its so cool and i like Need to dye my hair again soon qhfkks <3
Grew up with a dnd nerd (my dad), so I think it's in my dna or something, just latent rn. I've engaged casually, but the extreme nerdom has yet to be activated.
But yeah I really just fuck around and find out with my hair most of the time. If it really goes bad I can just shave it off, so very little stress about it all (despite what my christmas color near meltdown might imply).
Also you are SO lucky ough that's a whole step and situation you don't even gotta deal with I'm. Damn. I'm not jealous because I have no desire to be blond but like. Bleaching is such a hassle and you don't even gotta do it -_-
But also!! If you do something like what I have I sooo wanna know about it and hear what you end up doing! Fun hair colors are a delight of life so I'm very happy for you!! Have so so much silly with it :3
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