warlock wizard Wally scribbles... Thinkings! oh and a bonus bard-ish Barnabys in the corner for flavor
outfit ramblings:
first of all that is a Terrible rendition of what Home looks like in my head. i just needed to fill empty space </3
the staff was the toughest part honestly. bc it Had to be paintbrush-themed, but then halfway through scribbling i was like "oh shit. there are only so many ways to draw a paintbrush-wizard-staff and Weevmo already hit it out of the park." so if you're seeing similarities! you're right! i tried to make it as different as i could! there is Inspiration from their marvelous design, however accidental or subconscious! Apologies!
he gets a pointed hood instead of a hat because a) it looks great on him! and b) it has less of a chance of messing up his hair! also c) it helps muddle the difference between Wizard and Warlock. typically hoods have evil/duplicitous connotation - blur the lines! i want his long gloves and forearm wraps to have the same vibe. his neckerchief is a big help in hiding Home's seal!
his layered (loosely apple-themed) capelet (which the hood is attached to) has a nice high collar & hides the details of his loose shirt - eye embroidery! and some flowers on the shoulders but yk, mostly eyes. on one side of the shirt buttons has open eyes, the other side they're closed! there's also one big eye on his back!
his belt buckle is two halves of an apple! he wears tall thigh-high boots w/ low heels to feel Taller! he has a book-holster hooked to the back of his belt, which holds his grimoire! and he has a lil thigh-bag that has been magicked to be Bottomless and warps size! he can fit pretty much anything in there! canvases! paint! apples!
his half-skirt thing (idk what the word for it is!) is really plush, like a quilt - his capelet is the same fabric. soft, cozy. sometimes he'll use the skirt thing as a blanket in a pinch, or as a picnic placemat!
is his outfit a little Complicated? is it annoying to replicate? yes and yes. but im a maximalist at heart and Nothing But The Best for the blorbo <3 layers my beloved <3
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💛 but with a little 🤎
<3 ☺️
Hello! Thank you for the prompt, this was so fun! (Though I might have gone a little heavier on the 🤎 than the 💛...)
💛 reunion kiss / relief + 🤎 multiple kisses / kisses all over / kiss after kiss
Prompts from this post
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The rattle of the doorknob has Eddie’s head popping up from where he’s been bent over his notebook all afternoon. He glances at the clock and realizes that it had snuck towards three p.m. while he’d been distracted.
Damn it.
“Eddie?” Steve calls from the hallway as he shuts the door behind him. “I’m home!”
Narrowly avoiding serious injury as he struggles out of the position he’s pretzeled himself into in the desk chair, Eddie scrambles up and skids on socked feet out into the hall.
Steve, his bags on the floor by the door, is in the process of emptying his pockets onto the hall table (keys, wallet, utility knife, a handful – rocks? Acorns?? Never mind–), and he looks up when Eddie appears to give him that genuine, happy smile that still takes Eddie’s breath away.
“Hey,” Steve says.
“I lost track of time,” Eddie announces.
“It’s fine,” Steve says, his smile going a little puzzled.
“Nooo, it’s not fine,” Eddie insists, striding down the hall, closing the space between them as quickly as possible. “I wanted to be right here when you got in so I could do this–” he reaches up and cups his hands around Steve’s jaw, angling his head until he can lean in and press a kiss to his lips, before pulling back with a smile. “Welcome home.”
“Eddie, I was only gone for three days,” Steve says, though his own smile has only grown, his hands settling on Eddie’s hips.
“Mm,” Eddie hums, moving his hands to Steve’s shoulders to he can pepper kisses from the corner of his mouth and across his cheek. “Entirely too long.” He switches sides, kissing across Steve’s other cheek. “The next time the gremlins want to kidnap you so you can take them camping, tell them I have first dibs on you.” Eddie kisses down over the sharp edge of Steve’s jaw, ending with his nose tucked into the soft spot beneath Steve’s ear; he still smells like campfire, and Eddie can feel three days’ worth of stubble prickling at his cheek. “I missed you.”
Then, much to Eddie’s displeasure, Steve pulls away. He spends a moment staring at Eddie like he’s never seen him before, before his expression shifts to something like awe.
And then he’s leaning back in to kiss Eddie, warm and hard and full against his lips.
“I missed you, too,” he says, then pushes back in for another kiss. “So much,” –and another kiss. “Every day,” –and another. “The kids made fun of me.” –and another. “You should come with next time.” –and another.
“Not a chance– never roughing it again–” Eddie manages to stutter out between a few more kisses. “Next time just stay home– let the little shits duke it out with the bears or whatever on their own.”
Steve lets out a surprised snort of amusement, finally pulling away from Eddie’s mouth to press his forehead into the crook of his neck while his shoulders shake with restrained laughter.
“They’re old enough,” Eddie reasons, now grinning to himself. “Let them face nature on their own, if they’re so excited.”
“I like camping,” Steve mutters into Eddie’s shoulder, though he sounds like he’s still trying hard not to laugh. He tightens his arms around Eddie’s waist for a moment, taking a deep breath in before straightening up again. "But– I also haven’t had a hot shower in three days–”
“Another reason to never spend time in the woods.”
“–and, I think you should come help me remedy that.”
“Now that,” Eddie decides, already unwinding himself from Steve so he can tug him farther inside, “I can definitely do.”
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I have a special preference for a jealous Till that lashes out without understanding why.
In my little hypothetical scenarios, Till is not aware of how Ivan became a source of stability until he slowly starts slipping away, and it pulls the rug out from under his feet. Regardless of how he feels about him (be it romantic, platonic or something third), he is used to Ivan being in close vicinity. He is so used to his devotion he doesn’t even notice it. One does not love breathing etc.
Cue Ivan getting attention and engaging with his peers. Maybe he’s getting flirty with people if you want to get spicy. Either way, Till notices, but he doesn’t process it as ‘envying others’ he processes it as ‘envying Ivan.’ He gets moody, but he takes it out on mundane things. He doesn’t know that he needs reassurance from Ivan about how their bond won’t disappear just because he started connecting to more people.
I like to imagine Till’s feelings towards him are complicated, but regardless of what they are, if Ivan was gone Till would be left with a massive gap that he’d never be prepared for because he never made him worry.
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