#cap freestyle

[hyperfocusthusly]

Today I watched The Big Lebowski for the first time and stared at boots for far too long

unemployment is going well

[citraforever]

new shroom pouch!

i call this one

The Swaggy Ink Cap

[nolanfa-fanart]

Illustration for the excellent fic Do Every Stupid Thing by @thepartyresponsible (a most excellent author). Illo on AO3 here.

Trying a new style.

(hey @dc-marvel-crossovers this might be up your alley (but also tell me if you don't want me to tag you))

[habitual-creatures]

ATTEMPTING TO GET BACK IN THE PATTERN OF WRITING POETRY.

ENJOY...

[ REGARDS, HABIT ]

HUNGER // SIN

THERE IS NOTHING LESS THAN NEED,

OF FLESH UPON THE TEETH.

I WATCHED HER BLEED,

TORE HER THROUGH, AND SAW BONE UNDERNEATH.

ISN'T SHE BEAUTIFUL?

WASN'T SHE GRAND?

HE CALLED IT UNSUITABLE,

HE WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND.

IT MADE HIM SICK.

BUT IN TRUTH,

IT MADE ME TICK;

HOW BLOOD RAN DOWN, LIKE SMOOTH VERMOUTH

AS HE THINKS OF HER,

HUNGER RISES AGAIN.

AND THERE LIES NO WAY TO DETER,

FROM THE TRUE FOLLIES OF MEN.

LEFT DRUNK ON THE HIGH,

WITH THE FADED MEMORY OF TASTE.

AS IT LEAVES WITH A DESPERATE CRY,

I AM YET DRAWN TO YOUR DISGRACE.

INVITE ME IN,

PRAY I AM NOT STARVED.

MY TONGUE IS SWEET AS BITTER SIN,

AND ALL OF HUMANITY HAS MY REGARDS.

[catboybrain]

sigh. The curse of being too weird for lion dance

[goldenhornss]

I CAN CHECK MY SUGAR THROUGH A THICC SWEATER WHAT

[musicpromotionclub]

Minnesota rapper SwisherMan gives playlists a Hip-hop makeover with ‘No Cap Freestyle’

[sttoru]

Toji and bath time with baby Megumi. That is all 🖤

mhm mhm i present to u the life toji deserves,

ෆ tags. dad!toji x female reader. toji being a good dad & bathing megumi on his own. fluff.

“hold on, buddy.” toji mumbles as he holds megumi in one arm, the other stretched out to dip his fingers in the water. he quickly checks the temperature of the filled tub and after confirming that it’s lukewarm, he moves on to kiss megumi’s cheek.

“mama said you’re a real crybaby if you get in alone, so daddy will join ya. consider yourself lucky, kid— i don’t do this just for anyone.” toji lets out a breathy chuckle at his own jokes. despite megumi being way too young to understand what toji was saying to him, the man still got a kick out of teasing and playing around with his son.

toji carefully gets into the tub, holding megumi in his hands and slowly lowering the small baby into the water. this causes megumi to kick his chubby legs around while squealing loudly. the drops of water splashed onto toji’s face and he shakes his head with a small smile because of his son’s actions, “hey, hey, easy now, kiddo.”

once megumi was settled in the tub, toji hums thoughtfully as his eyes dart around the bathroom, clearly trying to recall the instructions you gave him beforehand. he couldn’t really remember the order of the things you told him, thus he decides to freestyle this new experience of giving megumi his bath.

“oh, hold on.” toji gets an idea and reaches over the edge of the tub to the near counter, sliding open a drawer and grabbing a bottle of bath foam which he doesn’t even bother reading, “i’ve seen your mama put this in whenever she bathes you. it creates bubbles or somethin’ like that.”

toji pops the cap open and pours the fluid in the water. he doesn’t pour only a little, no, he pours a lot. “should be enough,” he shrugs and tosses the bottle aside, grinning down at megumi who was too engrossed at the way the clear liquid moved between his small fingers.

and it turned out that it was more than just enough in the end. in a couple seconds to a single minute, the entire bath was overflowing with bath foam— it even threatened to spill out of the tub. in a blink of an eye, megumi was gone and engulfed by a sea of bubbles. not that the little boy minded it; toji could hear a few curious babbles and saw his son’s fingers try to move the foam out of his face.

toji couldn’t help it and started laughing his ass off at the sight of megumi disappearing behind the wall of foam (totally not trying to help his kid at the moment). he hadn’t had a good laugh like that in days.

after calming down—though still wheezing a bit between words—toji finally pushed the foam aside and picked megumi up, also wiping away the possible bubbles that got into his eyes, “heh— c’mere, buddy. can’t let ya drown in those bubbles.”

megumi was holding onto his dad’s face, two tiny hands patting both of his cheeks while toji was clearing the foam from megumi’s body, making sure that nothing got into the boy’s eyes. once thoroughly checked, toji kept laughing a little, chuckling at the way megumi was just innocently staring back at him.

the poor baby didn’t even understand what had happened to him seconds ago, yet was still smiling and giggling once he saw how happy his dad was.

at that exact same time, you were passing by the closed bathroom door. the muffled laughter made you curious as to what was going on, though just by hearing the sounds of joy, it seemed like your husband and son were having a great time. the fact alone made a smile appear on your own face.

[aesapresmoi]

very classy, very mindful, very demure

chuckle sandwich hc’s / x reader

lower caps on purpose, this is a freestyle write with no plot tbh LMFAO

︶꒦꒷♡ TED NIVISON

he’s very classy.

fancy dates, fancy restaurants, fancy gifts, fancy food, only the best for you.

even if he can’t give you the most “ravishing” of dates, his words are even more sweeter

“my love” always. the word “my” comes before any name he uses for you. even after arguments or childish petty, he never forgets to add that one word — it’s changing, really

kisses your hands at any chance he gets!

your fingers, your knuckles, your palm. wraps his hands around yours when they are cold, brings them to his face, guides you

not shy of you. will take pictures with you and posts them to his story, as a post, maybe a model for his merch! he will never shy you away from the world

loves when you cook with him. your plate of food is always plated nicely!! ted’s plate is usually a mountain of whatever portion he wants

opens doors for you!! the type to pull you back from the hem of your shirt and say “and what do you think you’re doing??” while opening the door

︶꒦꒷♡ CHARLIE SLIMECICLE

he’s very mindful

always thinks about your feelings before coming to any choice/conclusion. “let me talk to s/o first” kind of guy

it’s not that he’s insecure or can’t make his own decisions — he just likes have you a part of it

allergies and/or phobias? careful and wary. overstimulated from sound easy? puts his hands over your ears. the sun is getting too bright? it’s okay, he always packs sunglasses because he knows you never do

wakes you up to your favourite drink each morning because he knows you need your rest time after working a 9-5

knows every little thing about you like you’re a book he likes to read nonstop.

he enjoys your company a whole lot. loves you at his side when you both finally find the free time in the evenings.

enjoys the privacy of your relationship but also doesn’t shy you away from the camera!! basically encourages you to join him sometimes or say hi

his longtime fans know of you, and newer fans come to get to know you

︶꒦꒷♡ JSCHLATT

he’s very demure

its no surprise that he would be the modest one. while he doesn’t shy you away from the camera, he prefers you to stay a secret

and it’s because he knows as soon as people see your face, they will know everything about you.: your job, your height, your birthday, your maiden name, everything

he prefers dropping little things about you. letting his viewers hear your voice, see you wave at the camera from the side

people know he’s a taken man, but the mystery of “by who?” keeps getting bigger.

everyone can see that the man is in love with you — it’s the way he looks at you whenever you walk into the room

a soft gaze that meets yours and he’s smitten all over again

your hard launch was a story of you with jambo and soup and how he was sulking that the cats loved you more

and yes, within that hour, people found your private insta

[demigods-posts]

annabeth chase headcanons, part 1:

she has crippling social anxiety. it's been an ongoing thing since she was a kid, and it went into overdrive once she left camp for the first time. she's too embarrassed to speak in-depth about it to most people, so only a handful of her friends know.

homegirl picked up freestyling when she was nine. she had read that it demonstrated high levels of intelligence and cognitive skill, so she just never stopped practicing it. ironically, it isn't something she'll brag about to people, but she'll definitely do it if you ask her.

as much as she enjoys being around her family (especially her younger brothers), she never fully settled into the family dynamic once she returned home. so she occasionally uses her invisibility cap to move around town unnoticed when it's particularly difficult to be around them.

^^ (she also uses it to sneak into movie theaters and eat snacks for free every once in a while, but she likes to leave that detail out.)

she is a huge procrastinator. it isn't her fault, really. she's just been a trained soldier since she was seven, so she does her best thinking under pressure. honestly, it's saved her ass more times than she can count, so she takes great pride in her quick-wittedness. but it gets her into frequent trouble during the school year.

whenever she gets to stay home alone, she puts the speakers on the highest volume and has a one-person dance party all throughout the house. this habit continued well into her adulthood when she and percy moved in together, and eventually became a familial thing once they got married and had kids.

"maybe i'm just in love with her. i don't know." ~ @demigods-posts

[throughthebluesea]

Caught Between Pink and Blue

pairing: bada lee × swf2 crew leader!reader x kirsten dodgen

word count: 1.44k

den's notes: this is from the prompts listed by @nimixe, and i've been contemplating if i'm gonna write to this, but... i hope i did justice to the prompt, madame. 💪🏻 once again, not proofread! leave your thoughts, and thank you in advance!

there's already hype with the leader class mission since there's a growing tension between three of the leaders, namely bada lee from bebe, kirsten from jam republic, and you, leader of empireon. both leaders are known for their choreography and overall stage presence.

it's not like you dragged yourself into the said tension. you just happened to be there, a lost cause, like what your members always say.

just a quick backstory, it all happened when the empireon crew entered the fight zone last, the crews' eyes are on you, their leader. your strong physique yet elegant vibe captured everyone's attention.

empireon became the talk of the town for their diverse line-up. although you shine among them all, your crew members were known in their genre. hana for locking, doa for afro, felicity for krumping and vogueing, samara for freestyle, and sora for choreography.

of course, you were known for your diverse genre styles but mainly focused on choreography, tutting, and wacking. (mannequeen members knew you because you've been one of the judges of the contests they joined at.)

ling would gush over their leader that your vibe is almost similar as monika from the previous season, and their fellow competitor, bada lee. the members of team bebe had the same sentiments. although both leaders said nothing and just eyed at their competitor.

their thoughts eventually changed when the no respect battles started and you were selected as their no respect dancers and entered a lot of battles and succeeded in all those battles.

"i like y/n... she's got style and sass." kirsten said to her members, and latrice just eyed her with a small smirk, surprised (and not that surprised) that their leader suddenly expressed interest over their competitor. "well, i gotta agree with you, kirs. she's not all talk, she shows stuff."

"we're all on a shoot break so why not approach her? she seemed pretty chill, plus i heard she's nice even though she's provoked." audrey suggested. the rest of the jam republic dancers agreed.

same goes with team bebe, where they were pushing their leader to approach you. bada is flustered watching you from your recent no respect battles. the diverse styles you show, the facial expressions you used. even flirting with the other dancers when they started to flirt.

"do it for us, unnie!" sowoen pushed the older towards the location of your crew. bada scowled at her mischievous students, but she knew she can’t say no since they rarely make requests, and she is interested with you, as well, so she fixed her cap and approached the said leader.

both kirsten and bada were surprised to see each other in front of the empireon crew's bleachers. they grew suspicious of each other's whereabouts, but they knew you were part of it. they're having this staring contest, and their crew members were watching this 'drama' unfold. they find it amusing that you were just sitting with your back in front of bada and kirsten, having no idea that there's already tension behind your back.

hana, one of your formidable crew member were the first to notice the presence of the pink and blue leader behind your back. she nudged doa, another empireon crew member, who took notice of the tension behind their leader. she nudged you, and you looked at her, confused. she points behind you, and you finally turn around to see the two.

you were the one to break the staring contest. you flashed your smile at the two, and they tried their best not convulse on the spot.

okay, back to the present time. bada's choreography was chosen for the leader's mission. all nine leaders are warmed up, but there's kirsten and bada glancing at each other and towards your direction.

the other crews began to notice the glances and the growing tension.

"i heard both bada-ssaem and kirsten voted for y/n-nim's choreography when y/n-nim and the others voted for bada-ssaem's..."

"omo?? that's so interesting! i heard they both approached y/n-nim during the no respect battles..."

"what is this love triangle....."

everyone's eyes are on the trio now, and their respective crew members are squealing on the sides.

nob took notice of what's happening, and casually slides in your side. "y/n, how does it feel to have THE bada lee and kirsten dodgen pursuing you?"

you're not sure what to answer either. sure, both leaders are so charismatic and both known by their colorful resume in the dance industry, so it was hard for you to answer such simple question.

you're slightly honored? and at the same time there's pressure, since you have to choose one between these lovely women in the end. she had to erase the looming thoughts first, and she had to focus on the main dancer battle for the leader's class.

the main dancer battle was intense. each of the leaders danced to bada's choreography with their own flavor. the dances were done in batches, and you're in bada's batch and when it's time for you to dance, you made sure that you go all out.

when the judges announced there would be a reaudition for the main dancer, everyone cheered when both you, bada, and kirsten were called, along with akanen and lia kim.

the battle begins once more, and everyone is freaking out, going all out with the cheering for their beloved leaders.

the judges announced yet another call for re-audition. this time, the crowd went nuts when they called your name, bada's, and kirsten's.

"is this the battle of the century? the love triangle's final dance?!" cera screamed as she shooked redlic.

"nah, this ain't a battle for the main dancer, this is a battle for y/n-nim's attention." yoonji added.

"oh to be fought over by bada and kirsten..." yeni cho sighed and shooked her head, making haechi and baby sleek snort at what she said.

you looked glanced at them, shocked that they're both looking at you, as well. there was a tinge of blush on your face after getting all this attention. this is not how it's supposed to be, you just wanna dance and prove everyone that empireon is as strong as the other crews, garner attention and be the top crew.

you sure didn't expect that two of their leaders started to pursue you and your attention.

bada raised her hand, to which daniel approached immediately and gave her the mic.

"before the reaudition starts, i just wanna add something..." she begins, and all the crews went quiet for a minute. "whoever wins the main dancer position, y/n has to go out with for a date." she says firmly, and everyone goes nuts once again.

you watched the tall female in awe, you were speechless. kirsten seemed to like the idea and lifts a thumbs up.

monika then grabs her mic, and looked at the three with an eyebrow raised, "and what if y/n gets chosen as the main dancer, then?"

bada didn't hesitate, "then it's y/n's choice on who is she taking out on a date. it's either me, or kirsten."

"IS THIS STILL STREET WOMAN FIGHTER??" the girls screamed.

monika nods, satisfied with her answer. "so i guess... good luck, y/n-nim. and may the best dancer wins?"

you were a blushing mess at this point, who would've thought you'd be in this situation right now?

both dancers find your current state adorable. the shift on your movements due to your flustered state makes it interesting for them to watch.

"may the best dancer win?" kirsten said to bada, and the latter just smirked. "oh, yes." she answered.

the three began to dance once smoke plays again, dancing with all their stamina and sass. when the "i'm gonna smoke you" part comes in, both bada and kirsten approached you in the middle, doing their best to gain your attention, and you just dance with your lower lip stuck between your teeth. you find the two amusing, but still you're surprised that these two is really fighting for you through dance.

you three did your ending poses, and the whole studio erupted with cheers and screams.

the judges are in a dilemma right now. all three did so well, but they have to choose only one. there was also added pressure since your date with either bada or kirsten is also on the line.

"the main dancer we have chosen is..."

all the dancers were on the edge of their seats for the results.

and when mike song said the final name they chose, everyone is in shambles. there was a lot of screaming and cheering.

there were grins on their faces, and their eyes are on you.

mike song mentioned your name as the main dancer for the leader's class.

daniel steps forward, and asked the golden question.

"empireon's y/n l/n. between bada from bebe and kirsten from jam republic, who are you choosing as your date?"

"first of all... i am honored. and second, these two women are lovely, talented, and beautiful in their own way. if i were to choose one, it will be...."

you mentioned your choice, and the crowd went wild. both leaders were smiling from ear to ear, satisfied with your choice.

- fin.

den's additional notes: who might be the lucky girl??? 👀👀👀 i'll leave the last part to your imagination. 😌🫶🏻

[dcmainlybillythoughts]

Consider if you will: Billy gets hit by some spell that sort of shows the gods who are in his head All the Time. Not exactly though, mote like misty gray human shapped blobs. Like someone took the Smooth tool in photo shop to them to erase all the details and faces. They still have different body shapes, postures, and voices though. Everyone can see all seven- wait seven?

Everyone there, especially those who don't normally have bodies of their own are Very excited to be there with Sort Of Bodies. Mercury immediately jumped on the table and started to sing while doing the Freestyle Dance Teacher dance. Atlas and Zues are brawling in the back and Hercules cheers. Achilles talking to Billy who is Not Responding while trying to figure out how to copy the dances Mercury is doing on the table. Solomon is simply giving some long winded lecture that Billy is already tuning out as he introduces each of his patrons to his coworkers and says, "and yes. They are always Like This. 24/7. Actually I'm surprised Hercules isn't trying to over power Mercury's singing with his own."

Hal points to the 7th and final figure who is yet to be introduced, A very small and skinny figure tucked between Marvel's cape and his legs, face to blurred and smooth to know but clearly glaring and body language frightening, and asks who this one is and what power they give. Thinking fast and maybe with a touch of help from Solomon sending a bit of extra power, Marvel says, "oh this? He's shy and doesn't like his name being given out. And he may not be the strongest or the bravest or the fastest, but he is undoubtedly one of the most important blessings I have. The Heart and Mind of a child. He keeps me honest and nags me about doing the right thing simply because it's The Right Thing. He also reminds me of the beauty and wonder in the world in small and simple ways. Like the time he got so excited about finding a 5 leaf clover that he made me preserve it and keep it in my pocket because the 5th leaf *clearly* means it's *extra* lucky. Or he'll point out things like how pretty the sun set is or how nice ice cream is on a hot day and just. All the little things that remind me of why I fight in the first place. He's a good kid, even if he didn't get to be a kid for very long." Billy feels a bit awkward patting his own(?) Head but he's got to sell the illusion.

Everyone is awwing almost enough to not notice when Murcury starts singing "FROM THE WINDOW, TO THE WALL!" And gets the the shit smacked our of him by Achilles before he can finish the next verse.

This is so cute. Imagine that when Cap was introducing Billy he put emphasis on his job by telling them "He is the only difference between me and Black Adam" because that is why Shazam picked him.

Also I am living for the chaos the gods are bringing to the table, or on the table if you're Mercury.

[squidpedia]

Helloooo, I have a question. How do you draw faces/heads?

When I draw faces they look extremely silly XD.

Helooooooo!!! As always ill try my best to word this but im not the best at explaining art tips or even paying attention to my own process :’’’’) so some things could be worded kinda weird, sorry!!

I’ve been trying to get into the habit of drawing squares or rectangles for the base shape of the head. Its sorta depends also on if im drawing something more loose and chibiish or more detail dedicated to the face. I sorta just freestyle it usually but I just draw rectangle + shape to indicate cheek. The cheek area usually spans from the bottom of the face to somewhere a bit underneath the middle of the face.

General rule of thumb also passed around a lot for proportioning eyes, nose, and mouth is drawing a circle with a crosshair in the middle along with the rest of the bottom half of the face. Finding the middle point between the horizontal crosshair and the bottom of the fair and placing the nose there. Then finding the middle point between the nose and the bottom of the face and placing the mouth around there. Usually for the eyes I stylize them to fall just a bit under the horizontal crosshair.

Sometimes I will also mark the hairline for the face since that makes the face make a little more sense to me when I’m struggling. I eyeball this 100% of the time i sorta just pretend the character is wearing a swim cap

it also helps me a lot lately to study different facial structures from models and practice drawing varying facial types to incorporate into characters. This isnt exactly the best example since the faces arent really the main focus as much as getting a thumbnail for the general shape of each character, but you can kinda get a vibe for trying to shape each face differently from each other

[red-moon-at-night]

I decided to draw my designs for Helen and Paris :)

There are some notes about the designs under the read more but I think I should stress this one up here: Paris is not short, Helen is just really tall (as in, at least 6'5" and YES you are seeing that number correctly)

Design notes:

"rich-haired helen", "helen of the lovely hair", etc. + the etymology of Helen's name being associated with a proto-Indo-European sun goddess = designing her hair to resemble literal rays of sunlight.

The height difference... listen, I wish I already had other characters drawn so I could put them altogether and you could see the full effect of Helen's height. Alas, you must use your imagination. As for the 'why': well, I have multiple answers for that. The main one being that I enjoy going along with the version of Helen that has Zeus and Nemesis for parents (as seen in cypria fragment 8). It's a fun way to portray some of her divine parentage, by having her be literally larger than life and very very tall. People probably listen better to a very imposing figure. Also, it creates interesting implications for certain events that happen (e.g. the kidnapping, Odysseus and Diomedes taking the Palladium from inside of Troy but not Helen, etc.)

Paris can have both short hair and long hair. The solution: put a phrygian cap on that man and tuck all that hair in it. Boom, problem solved.

Paris is wearing eye makeup because of course he would wear it.

The clothing designs are not set in stone at all and are the most flexible part of this for me. I did my sort-of-research-sort-of-freestyling thing here, mainly because these references were more about the body types/facial features/overall vibe for me. Which I'm happy with! At one point Helen was also wearing a red chlamys like Paris but then I reminded myself himations exist and corrected that lol. Helen can totally wear a cloak if she wants to (and I was half-tempted to leave it like that...)

One day I'll draw Paris in his very patterned elaborate clothing... today is not that day.

[katyawriteswhump]

Freestyle love (Steddie holiday drabble)

Written for @steddieholidaydrabbles, day 22 prompt, Sports AU.

Nobody ever wanted Eddie Munson on their swim squad, and uni competition was no different. Until Steve Harrington decided to play by the rules.

WC: 966. Rating: T.

CW: none really. Tags: Enemies to lovers, whump, university/college AU.

***

"Munson's freestyle times smash half the teams.'" Steve pushed his wet hair from his eyes, double-checked the stopwatch. “He’s in."

"That science geek pond-scum?” asked Steve's swim co-captain, standing with him beside the pool. "No way. You read the numbers backwards again, Harrington?"

"Shut up. I’m calling this one."

When Steve broke the news, Munson pulled off his swim-cap and a mass of dark, damp hair tumbled out. “One of your teammates said my tats automatically disqualify me,” said Munson.

“That’s bullshit.” Steve actually found Munson’s freaky tattoos bizarrely compelling. Oh, and the body beneath—all lean rope-like muscle, not massive shoulders, but a decent swimmer’s physique. “We need you. You beat most of the sports scholarship guys.”

“I know.” Munson shrugged. “And you can take my place on your dumb squad and stuff it up their buttholes.”

“What the heck, man? Why did you trial, if you don’t want in?”

“To show you over-privileged frat-house dicks you ain’t special. I qualify every year—you’re just the first knucklehead to notice. Anyhooo.” He poked his tongue out stupidly. Steve planted his hands on his hips and couldn’t glare harder. “I’m off to Who Soc.”

“What Soc?”

Munson’s shoulder clipped Steve’s as he passed—possibly an accident, but he nearly toppled Steve into the pool.

“Screw you, man! Crawl back to your den of Satanist freaks, like I care.”

“Yeah?” Munson poked out his tongue again, wiggled his fingers. “Hexing you, Harrington. Oooooh, bet you’re pissing yourself.”

***

Eddie had simply been getting one back for the little guys, against all those over-pumped numbskulls. 

He still felt bad when he heard what happened at the inter-state semis—some moron dived into the pool on top of Harrington in the shallow end, breaking his leg.

It bugged Eddie. So much he wound up visiting Steve at the hospital.

When Eddie sidled into Steve’s room, Steve’s pale face—peeking from behind his plastered leg in traction—said it all: What the heck?

“Hey,” mumbled Eddie. “Guess I’m the last person you expected.”

“On my list of expected visitors, you were somewhere below Elvis.” Harrington seemed pissed. Also genuinely bewildered.

He was still sexy as hell.

Especially now Eddie couldn’t find it in his cold, metal-loving heart to hate the guy. Mmmm, and was it kinda wrong to wanna lick those well-muscled arms, and picture him shirtless… even when Harrington glowered at him from a hospital bed?

Eddie raised his palms in half-hearted surrender. “I owe you an explanation. I’ve been doing swim trials since Middle School. My time is always good—the place I grew up in was right by a lake—yet nobody ever gave me my place on the squad before. This face never fits.” He gurned a silly grin. “Then you went and flew in the face of all the laws in the universe and offered me ‘in.’ I guess it... blew me away.”

“I was only following the goddamn rules.” Steve grumpily puffed his flatter-than-usual hair from his eyes.

“Yeah, and I was a dick, and the Hex thing was dumb. I didn’t really… you know…”

“I don’t blame you for my stupid accident.” Steve rolled his eyes. “Contrary to popular opinion, I'm not a complete moron. I'm scraping a pass in English Lit, okay?” As the atmosphere softened, Eddie shuffled nearer Steve’s bed. “Good job. Who's gonna keep me here on a sports scholarship now?”

“Sorry, man.”

“Jesus, it’s not your fault!” Up close, Harrington looked exhausted, possibly even in pain, with dark smudgy shadows around his eyes. “You know, you can do something to make this less shit.”

Eddie’s heart squeezed oddly—gratefully? “What?”

“Take my place in the squad.” Steve mumbled toward hands clasped in his lap. “I recorded your times, made it official. The place is yours to claim. I'd tell the team myself… if any of them came to visit.”

“You’re kidding?”

“Nobody’s got time for a swim co-captain who’ll never swim competitively again.” 

A lump clogged Eddie’s throat. Harrington’s face worked strangely, too… Shit, shit, shit! Eddie reached out, tentatively squeezed Steve’s shoulder. Steve looked up sharply, eyes large and liquid. Damn, the boy was tense.

“That stinks,” said Eddie.

“Yeeeah.” Steve’s laugh was shaky, while Eddie’s mind raced: 

“Dude, I’m in a ton of non-sports societies. D & D, model-making, Who Soc… Uh, maybe not that one for you. I can bring a few of the guys and gals here, see if you get into anything.”

“I don’t need YOU to find me friends.” Harrington’s spikiness proved short-lived. He unleashed a resigned sigh: “Look, man, I’m not exactly in the mood for parties, but… If you wanna come back… that would be cool.”

Suddenly, neither of them could look at each other. Eddie’s face was burning. Could he actually be into me?

“Tho’ if you’re not fresh from swim practice when you arrive, I’m not interested, Munson.”

Eddie hooted: “You blackmailing me?”

“I can play dirty, ya know, buck expectations, too.” Steve went in for the kill. He smiled up at Eddie, a proper, hot-as-hell smile, which reached his too-pretty brown eyes. 

Is he hitting on me?!? Eddie gawked like a goldfish.

“See you tomorrow?”

***

On the day of the national finals, Steve watched from the stands. When Eddie slammed home for victory on the final leg of the freestyle relay, Steve was on his feet—okay, propped by his crutches—cheering his head off.

As soon as Eddie could get away, he clambered, wet and dripping, through to the rear of the stands and planted an even wetter kiss on Steve's lips. Steve threw his arms around his boyfriend. It was great to finally be with somebody to whom only the real things in life mattered. 

"Love you, Champ," he whispered in Eddie’s ear.

"Love you, too." Eddie kissed him again.

Victory had never felt so hot.

***

Thanks for reading :) Also part of my steve whump fic series (mainly steddie) on ao3

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MHA 3.1 - Game Start

I made it to season 3, Hallelujah!

And it starts with recaps. Does every season start with recaps?

Iida would wear a swim cap, but what's killing me is seeing Tokoyami with his lil bird head and human body. I never thought about it since he is always wearing his black poncho.

Also, is the pink blob guy giving out massages in the back? >.>

Love a conversation that starts with, "So when we first met I did NOT think you were friendship material. Truly, SHOCKED that I associate with you now." lol.

It ends up being a lovely supportive talk where Iida compliments Midoriya for all his progress, and of course, our sweet bean Midoriya deflects by crediting others.

It isn't a party until these two show up! Kirishima convinced the Gremlin to participate. He really should be paid for working Bakugo duty, because that is a full time job.

Of course they would make it a competition. Can't have a nice day at the pool, gotta find out who's the #1 at backstrokes.

I was silly to think any actual swimming would occur. Bakugo's, "It's freestyle!", response was very funny.

Too cool for nasty pool water to touch him. The Jesus of My Hero Academia confirmed.

Getting flashbacks to when I used to do belly flops at the pool as a kid and it would hurt so much my skin would sting...why did I used to think that was fun???

The party is so over. Aizawa went 'the kids have hit their idiocy time limit', and sent them PACKING.

I hate recaps, but the swimming pool side-plot had some enjoyable character interactions.

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