Okay I have something on my mind....!
Everyone always writes fics about Steve finding he enjoys dnd as long as he is playing with his boyfriend. That Eddie gave him that time to learn to do the things and didn't call him stupid like the kids would.
But now consider... Eddie learning about sport.
Not to play it, god no. His exercise is limited to carrying bandeqquipment and that's more than enough torture for him (absolute drama king). But Steve and Wayne will sometimes watch a sport of their choice. And well, Eddie knows Steve is not all that interested in dnd but still tries. And Eddie knows this is something important to Steve. So he wants in on the bonding time, of his own accord without anyone prompting him because he's a good boyfriend. Now, yes, Eddie did totally go to a few of their schools games, but did he learn any of the rules no of course not! He skipped gym all the time. Those events were for jock-in-shorts purposes only. And now he has his own jock sooo....
Basically, Eddie will try to engage, asking about rules, why Steve and Wayne just shouted, was that a good cheer or a kill the referee kind of cheer? And Steve will explain it all to Eddie, returning the favor of Eddie being so patient when Steve was learning dnd unintentionally. Steve is just so happy he now gets to talk sports with someone he loves, because he sure couldn't with his parents. He loves Eddie a little bit more every time he asks a "dumb" question (Steve knows better than anyone there aren't any dumb questions when first learning about something new, no matter what people say. Hence why he would be a great kindergarden teacher :D ) And Eddie will still get the rules wrong a lot of the time... on purpose!
He just loves hearing Steve talk about his passion, in his element. Finds it very sweet. And pretty hot. Because he is smitten.
Tell me they would not be this disgustingly sweet hah you can't I'm right!!!
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endless love!
[ID Two drawing collage pages of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. In the first collage, top corner, Wolfwood looks upwards disgruntled with a flushed expression, lying against a pillow, as his hair is being pet by Vash's hand. Next shows Vash and Wolfwood from behind, Wolfwood with his top bare and hickies covers around his nape area. Vash lifts hair away from his nape and asks, "More?" Wolfwood nervously says, "No." Next is a side profile of Vash, his arms around Wolfwood from behind while Wolfwood rests his hands against Vash's arms. Next to this are two smaller drawings; Vash turns to Wolfwood and says repetitively, "Wolfwood, Wolfwood..." Wolfwood, not looking at him, says "What?" He finally turns his head and looks shocked as he exclaims, "So close!" Vash says plainly, "You just noticed?" Below these is a drawing of Vash and Wolfwood sitting together as Vash kisses and hugs him from behind with his right arm around Wolfwood's neck and his left hand around his side. He also has his right leg propped against Wolfwood's knee. Bottom of the page has a comic. Wolfwood looks annoyed, speaking to himself, "Where is that idiot?! Need to get out of town before--" A chat bubble exclaims, "Wolfwood!" The next panel shows Vash running from the townspeople, small text saying "Get him! Vash the stampede!". Wolfwood, mad and about to pull the Punisher off his shoulder, says, "Argh, you fucking dumbass!" Vash exclaims, "Ah, don't!" before pulling Wolfwood into a quick kiss. He then tugs on Wolfwood's collar and says, "There's no need to shoot, just run!" Wolfwood stammers, "R-right..." with a flushed, dumbstruck expression.
Second collage; Top left, Wolfwood spoons Vash in bed, his arms around his chest and the other beneath Vash's head. Vash has his hand on top of Wolfwood's as he sleeps while Wolfwood lies awake. Behind this drawing is faint sketches of Vash's face. In a small panel, Wolfwood hides in Vash's neck as he mumbles to himself "Stop. Stop thinking embarrassing things, Wolfwood..." Beneath this drawing is another of them in bed, Vash now turned to Wolfwood and a hand on his cheek as he kisses him good morning. In a simpler style, Vash wraps an arm tightly around wolfwood with the text "snork mimimi" next to him while Wolfwood says, "We need to get up. Spikey! HEY!" In this corner, there are faint sketches of Vash and Wolfwood; one of them looking at each other; Vash kissing Wolfwood's forehead; Wolfwood saying, "Hand" with an outstretch hand and Vash says "ok" behind a drawing of them holding hands, both turned away from each other shyly. Next is a 4 panel comic. First shows Wolfwood's face getting squished by Vash's hands with the text "squish" around his face. Next, his cheeks are stretched with the text "Chee--" Wolfwood then hits Vash's face with his palm, exclaimining "That hurts!" The last shows Vash on Wolfwood's lap, smiling to himself as he continues to have Wolfwood's face in his hands. Next to this is another comic; A close up of their hands, Vash holding Wolfwood's with both of his. He then kisses the palm of Wolfwood's palm and says, "They're soft!" Wolfwood looks at him with flushed cheeks, "There's no way that's true..." END ID]
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My Poe/Lucy ((NOT a ship)) fusion because I love fusing these people TT ❤️💜
I envision this as a plot point w a fusion based ability - being used to strengthen abilities and completely baffle foes by forcing them to become entirely new people
So I used Lucy’s post-guild-fall outfit mostly and some of her og fit combined. The hair bandana is absolutely meant to mimic cat ears, they’re cat coded
I imagine their combined ability is Cask Of Amontillado inspired! Anne, the puppet, would look more like a jester -> like in the story. Combined with Poe’s world-making ability, Anne’s room becomes a massive labyrinth that traps its captors within the walls
Ideally, they’d be able to summon more than one Anne to chase people through the labyrinth.
She’s nervous and easily a bit agitated but above all very dedicated to his work and his loved ones
I imagine she jumps back n forth with pronouns
Also these two learning they’re both orphaned would be neat and they both have like tears in their clothes for some reason TT e.g. Lucy’s skirt and Poe’s suit jacket
Bonus Pre-Guild outfit combo sketch!!
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ARIIII
Suguru wedding thoughts? Would he be the nervous groom who appears calm and collected or a sweaty mess who’s shaking and stuttering? 👀
Would he cry at the altar when he first sees you and how would he react if you cry? 🥺🥺🥺
How would his vows and the first kiss be? 🥺❤️He’d be super romantic and would want to show your parents and all the guests how much he’ll cherish and love you 💕
He’s such a sweet man omg need him soooo bad
Pls feed us groom and wedding suguru thoughts 🥺💕💕💕💕💕
hi my little anon <33333 I LOVE THINKING ABT SUGU AND MARRIAGE . SO MUCH…… he’s a closeted SAP i know and perceive the truth :3c
i think he would be reeeally emotional… it’s something he daydreams about for a while, long before he proposes. when it finally happens he’s honestly a complete wreck but is he gonna let you in on it??? no, of course not. can’t have his future spouse worrying about him!! (you already know because he’s been staring into space for like . ten minutes straight and his brow keeps twitching 💀)
he just wants everything to be perfect for you. so he tries to keep himself together…. but he’s really really nervous. really excited. constantly on the verge of tears. i don’t think he Actually cries until he sees you, though…. in your wedding attire :’) he just can’t help it. sniffles through his vows even though he spent so long writing & memorizing them. he just feels so, so grateful :(((( i think suguru wants to be your husband more than anything….. gives you the sweetest kiss and keeps telling you how much he loves you, how he’ll make you happy…. and if you cry he wipes your tears one by one. kisses them away.
…… yeah. he’s a sap!!!!!!
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not to make everything about shipping but poirot 2x5 is absolutely insane
poirot, forced to stay in the apartment thanks to a bet with japp and learning magic tricks to keep himself entertained, sends hastings to do the investigating for him. like the loyal dog that he is, hastings does this without hesitating, clearly hoping to finally make the jump from associate to detective, learning how to do PROPER detecting from poirot's orders. but he's not learning how to investigate, oh no. what he's learning is how to be his most obedient self, following increasingly embarrassing and ridiculous orders from poirot, always diligently returning with his findings to collect his meager praise. in fact, poirot even directly tells him he is training him like a dog. "And please, do not fraternize with that creature. I am still training him." - " It's only a parrot." - "I was talking to the parrot." He is training hastings. this is his obedience training.
at one point hastings sits on a freshly painted bench for the sole reason that poirot can pointedly look at his paint-covered backside and point out it needs cleaning. the mental image of a carpet beater being used like a spanking paddle to clean the paint off the pant-seat is overpowering, as poirot stands there, judging, commanding, the very image of a dom, with hastings kneeling on the sofa, big blue eyes innocently looking up at him.
they were one "good boy" away from absolutely obliterating a very particular section of their audience.
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Have a really stupid drabble because why tf not—
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“Are we there yet?”
“Chrissy, I swear to god I will turn this car around—“ Nancy seethed. She didn’t know why the hell she agreed to a road trip, but here she was, driving down a highway and trying not to kill her roommates. To her credit, Chrissy shut up for the moment.
One, very brief moment.
“Hey Vick?” Chrissy asked. “Would you still love me if I was a worm?”
Nancy sighed, grateful for Robin’s inquisitive but comforting look. She smiled at her girlfriend and put her hand on her thigh.
In the back, she heard a chuckle.
“A worm?” Vickie questioned. Nancy couldn’t help but snicker.
“Yes,” Chrissy confirmed, her voice cheery as always.
“I mean, I don’t know, Chris,” Vickie mused. “Worms are kind of gross and slimy. Would you love me back? Are worms even capable of love?”
Chrissy huffed, and Nancy peeked at the back mirror to see the girl with crossed arms and a pout on her face.
“I’d still love you if you were a worm, princess,” Robin said, earning a soft chuckle from Nancy. She leaned over the center console—road safety be damned—and kissed her girlfriend.
“I’d still love you too, birdie,” Nancy crooned, showing her softer side only with Robin. She smiled as she returned her attention to the road. “I’d keep you in my purse in a little vial of fresh dirt and moss.”
“Gross!” Chrissy called.
“Get a room!” Vickie groaned.
Robin smirked. “I’d get you a nice terrarium and I’d show my worm girlfriend to all of my friends.”
“I’d kiss your little glass bottle goodnight every night before bed,” Nancy returned, grinning mischievously at the continued protest in the back seat.
They continued back and forth for a moment, before Robin gasped and turned the music up—Tongue Tied by Grouplove.
“I love this song!” she exclaimed—but Nancy already knew, smiling fondly. Robin began to sing along, followed swiftly by Chrissy. Even Vickie gave in, and begrudgingly, Nancy joined the chorus, if only to see Robin’s sunshine grin.
When the song came to a close, blissful silence filled the car.
It was far too short.
“Fine, Chris, would you still love me if I was a worm?” Vickie grumbled.
Chrissy scoffed, grinning mischievously.
“Oh absolutely not, worms are gross. I might study you though.”
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