#date night (his)

[humanityinahandbag]

In my mind, Robin has to tag along on most of Steve's hangouts with Eddie. Eddie thinks it's a SteveandRobin thing but really it's because she's the only line of defense between Eddie and Steve.

She just keeps telling Eddie that he should be grateful. He doesn't get it but whatever.

The actual problem?

If Eddie does anything in the vicinity of Steve that's funny or sweet or, even more dangerous, is really nice and attentive to any random child, Steve suddenly gets a look in his eye that means Casual Hangs Can Include a Marriage License, Right?

On Halloween, helping Steve give out candy, Eddie made a little girls night when he saw she was dressed as a princess and actually bowed and once she and her dad were gone Steve put down the bowl and casually said, "After this we need to swing by City Hall real quick."

Thankfully Robin was there to spray him with a water bottle and throw a full sized Milky Way at his head.

Meanwhile Eddie's standing in the background confused as hell wondering why Steve keeps suggesting bureaucracy as a fun activity and why Robin and Steve are whisper-yelling at once another in the kitchen like it's not even legal and you haven't even asked him out yet! and I'm wooing him, Robin, where's your sense of romance? When you know you know! Did you see how he is with kids? And that's quitter talk honestly Robin, I'll break City Hall's doors down and you can sign the papers it can't be that hard.

[hinamie]

9 / 266

[a11eya]

on your first date, kirishima takes you out to dinner. after an hour in, you already know.

you want this man.

you want to see him for a second, a third, a tenth date.

and the way he hasn’t looked away from you once the entire night. the way he smiles, shy, when your hands touch. the way he laughs at all your dumb jokes, not all of them funny.

the way, when you cross your legs under the table, a foot coming to rest against his calf, he flushes a pretty pink and his eyes meet yours as a flicker of unmistakable want darkens them.

you smile, and his gaze drops to your mouth.

you’re pretty sure he wants you too.

[pichirobi]

episode 27 - first date

[voidcat]

Rafayel giving you attitude the whole day long ever since waking up and when you finally get him to talk and tell you what’s wrong, he says that in his dream, you were married to someone else and it counts as cheating- nightmare or no

And you just… stand there processing what he’s just said, slowly blinking at him- because for all the oddities of his colorful personality and your friendship, the two of you are not dating

At least not to your knowledge. And seeing how he is all red to the tips of his ears, he seems to have just remembered of the fact as well

[beskarfrog]

When you said you wanted a night alone with Cody, I thought you meant for a strategy meeting!

1, 2, 3

[emziess]

Eddie Diaz + Date Night

[seiwas]

thinking about katsuki finding out about that little crush you had on shouto since seeing close-ups of him during the televised sports festival—you were in high school then, too.

he shouldn’t care about it because it doesn’t matter, it was so long ago and shouto’s always been marketed as the pro-hero pretty boy—consistently top 3 most handsome, the front cover of magazines, all that.

this is to be expected, it’s what everyone’s been tempted to react like.

but since finding out, he’s been stewing in… in whatever this bubbling, throbbing feeling in his head means. he’s snappier than normal, face scrunched up more than usual.

and every time he sees shouto he wants to strangle the hell out of him.

[fanfictionroxs]

Fadel angsting in jail thinking his boyfriend is forgetting him meanwhile Style turning into Sugar Daddy Pro Max for his babygirl

[deadboyswalking]

Imagine it's like, 10 years later and not only does Sanji realize that Zoro is kind of his best friend, but he also spends all of his time with him??? And he kind of loves him??? And in all of their time together, Sanji has rarely sought out other companionship (rarer over time) and Zoro has never seemed interested in it???

"OH MY GOD!"

"It's not a big deal, cook."

"I HAVEN'T SPENT A SINGLE DAY WITHOUT YOU IN SEVEN YEARS."

"And you've gotten on my nerves every single one of those 2,556 days."

"WE SHARE A BED!"

"I'm almost always on night watch and you're up before anyone else. Waste of space to each have our own."

"BUT WE SLEEP IN IT TOGETHER HALF THE TIME!"

"At least you don't kick in your sleep. And you always bitch about being cold when you're alone, so I'm not seeing the problem here."

"OH MY GOD, ARE WE DATING? WHAT IS THIS? WHAT ARE WE???"

[wombywoo]

out on the town 🌃

[melit0n]

Some cryptid photos of Vessel (+ ii) that I've collected over the past week. The fact that almost all of them look like they came out of trail cam footage is absolutely sending me

[viviandarkbloombartylusversion]

Barty "adrenaline junkie" Crouch Jr. and Regulus "if I get on this roller-coaster it'll derail and kill me" Black are soulmates btw

Barty "blue raspberry slushie" Crouch Jr. and Regulus "cherry slushie" Black are meant to be

Let them ride a ferris wheel together and throw popcorn at children who are waiting down below

[stygian-blu]

"Pretty bold move for a guy within fire-breathing range, Tobirama."

i saw this ref my brain short-circuited

[bluewolfangel01]

Levi: "I don't understand why you like someone as pathetic as me, I'm not that good at anything other then being a nasty useless otaku, (insert more self degrading here)."

Mc: *blank faced, moving sneakily close to Levi and picks him up bridal style*

Mc: "Snake <3."

Levi: *Stunned silent, he doesn't move for a few moments, then his tail curls around Mc's leg, and leans into their touch.*

Levi: "Y-yeah...."

[tennessoui]

#5 for obikin for the ask game?

of course !!

(from this ask game)

5. "wait a minute. are you jealous?"

"I think I'm leaning towards the steak," Padmé says with that hum in her voice that means she's already decided what she plans to order and that it will indeed be the steak. "It's been so long since we've managed to go out like this. It's almost worth a celebration of its own, wouldn't you say?"

Anakin nods and smiles, closing his own flimsi menu with a flourish. If Padmé is getting the steak, then Anakin can as well certainly. It's much easier that way, for their needs to be aligned like that.

Padmé is right, too - it's been so long since they've spent a night together outside of her quarters. Due to the secrecy of their relationship and their own popularity, it's almost never secure enough to be seen together in public.

Except that apparently in the last month, while Anakin was knee deep in Mid-rim planet mud, a restaurant has opened on Coruscant that guarantees complete privacy for its patrons, a promise they keep by thick forcefields and thicker curtains set up in between each table. Food is delivered by droids that have their memory drives wiped each night, and the two humanoids that run the reservation system require fake names and documents from customers in order to book a table.

It's completely and totally private, and being out in public--sort of--with his wife on a night where he and all of his loved ones are safe on Coruscant...that is a cause for celebration.

And Anakin thinks he would genuinely feel happy in these circumstances if it weren't for one very small and very unfortunate detail.

The force fields the staff have installed block sound from traveling between tables.

They do nothing to block Force signatures.

And Anakin would recognize the Force signature behind him anywhere in the entire galaxy.

"Anakin?" Padmé's fingers land on the ball of his wrist and squeeze gently. It must not have been the first time she's called his name.

"Sorry, angel," he tells her automatically. The serving droid that has appeared at their table beeps at him impatiently, and he gives it his order as well. Same as hers, down to the optional sides. "My mind is not with me tonight," he admits the moment the apparatus sinks into the floor.

His wife squeezes his wrist again, fingers ghosting over the fragile skin.

Obi-Wan is here. Is he--why would he be here? It is a place made to be kept secret, made for secrets. Obi-Wan shouldn't keep secrets. He shouldn't be here.

And who has he brought with him? It is not a restaurant one travels to in order to eat alone.

"Anakin?" Padmé says, loudly enough to mean she has once more had to call for his attention many times.

"Sorry," he replies automatically, taking his wrist from her possession and running his hands through his hair. It's either occupy his hands or reach behind him to the solid curtain and rip it open. Obi-Wan is behind that curtain. In an engagement. A secret engagement.

A secret dinner engagement.

And Anakin didn't know about it.

"Is it the war?" Padmé asked, honey-brown eyes soft and gentle with sympathy.

"What?" Anakin blinks and then frowns. "No." They're two years into the blasted war. It's never put him off his dinner yet.

"Then..." she asks leadingly, taking her hand back from his side of the table and placing it in her lap. "What is on your mind, Ani?"

Well, he thinks, their booth is soundproof. And he finds that he must tell someone. Immediately. Obi-Wan is sitting behind him, meeting someone who Anakin may not know--or worse, who Anakin may know--and Anakin can feel him. His master is right there. With someone else.

"It's Obi-Wan," he admits to his wife in low tones.

For some reason, she does not look surprised. "Oh?"

"He's here," Anakin adds. "I can feel him in the Force."

Padmé blinks, but she still does not look surprised. "What a coincidence," she says, and Anakin narrows his eyes.

"What do you know," he demands, more war general in the moment than husband. "Who is he with? Did he mention it to you? When? Did he tell you why he's here?"

Her pink mouth falls into a small 'o' as her eyebrows raise. "Wait a minute," she says slowly. "Are you jealous?"

Anakin scowls. "Of course not," he snaps, drumming his fingertips on the tabletop so he doesn't give into the desire to rip open the curtain at his back. "You can talk to whoever you please."

Padmé's eyebrows furrow, and her eyes are far too considering. Too much politician, not enough wife. "I didn't mean of me," she says.