#missing him this winter

[hunzzzzz]

[mysensibleheart]

I'M GOING TO BE SO FUCKING UNBEARABLE WHEN THIS COMES OUT

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

redraw for pride month

[hypewinter]

He didn't know how far he had wandered. He had just kept running and running, for once glad of his newfound body's constitution. But now he was finally tired and he doubted his pursuers were close by (if they were even looking for him anymore). So for now, he found an abandoned warehouse, bundled up under a tarp, and rested.

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Wally had been scouting the area for the enemy when he found the boy. He'd noticed a particularly weird shaped clump in the corner and when he removed the tarp, he found a body. At first he thought the body was dead since he had no pulse and was cold to the touch. But then the boy suddenly sat up causing Wally to have to back up (he did not yelp from the sudden movement thank you very much).

The boy backed up towards the warehouse wall and pulled his knees to his chest as he studied Wally. For his part, Wally studies the boy back. He was clad in a black suit with golden accents and more knives that Wally was comfortable with. His golden avian eyes seemed to bore into the young hero. They seemed to size Wally up as opposed to being full of fear. Additionally, despite being huddled away in hiding the boy displayed no signs of fear. Overall it felt less like he was cowering away and more like he was silently judging him. Wally really didn't like how it felt like this kid would slit his throat if given the chance.

As the two continued their staring contest, Wally felt a gust of wind and Barry was suddenly by his side. "Kid Flash, what's up? You weren't answering your co-" Barry trailed off as he noticed the boy.

He side glanced at Wally but the sidekick only shrugged back. Barry stepped forward. The boy tensed, muscles suddenly tight and body ready to spring. Barry quickly put his hands up.

"We don't want to hurt you," He said. "Quite the opposite actually. We're heroes, we can help."

The body blinked long and slow at him, before finally his body seemed to uncoil. He gracefully got to his feet and neared the pair, circling around them once before stopping in front of them with a soft smile.

Wally returned it with a smile of his own. "So uh- why are you here? Is someone chasing you or something? Wait, what's your name first?"

The boy's face crumpled into something sad before he pulled down the collar of his suit to reveal a scar running across his throat. Oh. Both heroes side glanced each other at the same time, a silent communication shared between them. The bats? The bats.

[emderperq]

The People liked my owl house art so heres some even sillier somewhat old toh art as i try to cope with the fact that i need to make art to be an artist o7

[pinkiemme]

Iron fist in a velvet glove

[happypeachsludgeflower]

Currently brainrotting over the idea of Mobei-jun as Hades and Shang Qinghua as Persephone. That is all.

[miralyk]

tiny ethan doodle ( ;; ´ ▽ ˋ )

[cerubean]

family dinner

[mysensibleheart]

I WANT HIM 🚩

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

i drew this in the most unromantic way possible please understand that ethan is just their miserable wet cat they found outside in the snow

[sebastians-stan]

Chris Evans as Steve Rogers  in Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014)

[the0retically]

I MISS ASHE WINTERS

[bubbarnes]

"... i may not know what i'm doing, but i always look good doing it".

[voidcat]

Candy cane sword fight with Narumi and loser has to wash the dishes.

"we should have a candy cane sword fight and loser has to do the dishes!"

when narumi shows up, loudly announcing his next brightest idea, he looks quite proud of yourself. unfazed by your sigh and eyerolls that greet him.

well aware this is just a cheap trick to prolong the inevitable chore that is dish washing- which is not even that much right now, but will become a mess if it doesnt get done before dinner- you ignore him for a while, contemplating how to go with this.

any other day, or anyone else, you could have bitten the bullet and get it done yourself. yet with so much work making its way home, this is out of the options. and it is his turn for fuck's sake! why should you go out of your way and make it easy for the man?

then the idea hits you like a beacon of light, a moment of enlightment. one of those trend-like videos you've seen a couple variations of recently. surely that would do the trick.

"fine..." you groan the word loudly, "bring the candy canes here, or we can do it at the kitchen." you say and you can hear it in narumi's steps how excited he is, smiling widely.

holding out a candy cane for you, narumi grabs his and does a few makeshift sword swinging moves. less professional and more movie-like, you notice.

feeling your gaze on him, he tilts his head to shoot you a grin. "fret not, darling!" he raises the candy cane he is holding as if making a statement. "today i stand here before you, not as the japan's strongest but just as your amazing, talented and beloved partner."

in between his words, you just roll your eyes again, one hand holding the candy cane in a defensive position, the other mindlessly hovering over your hoodie's front and zipper.

"en garde..." you mutter lifelessly and watch as narumi straightens in his spot, ready for action.

before he can move, however, your other hand grabs your zipper and yanks it down in one go, revealing your lack of clothes under the hoodie this whole time.

his entire attention redirected, you hit his cane with yours and watch as it flies over to the middle of the table, landing with a loud clank, then tap his hand with your candy cane.

"i win." you state in fear of his brain malfunctioning, and wait for him to slowly register what has occured, his eyes slowly going up from your chest to your face.

"now," you begin and wait, bringing the candy to your lips and giving it a small lick- too sweet and too hard; maybe you could make a fun hot chocolate mix with it later this evening.

seeing the gears in his head speeding up, you bump him on the nose with the candy your still holding. still in shock, and still not quite fully conscious yet, his mouth slightly open now, you decide to seize this opportunity and place your candy cane between his teeth. "get to work." you say and pat him on the cheek before you leave.

[v4lta01]

This scene!

You're Steve...I read about you in a museum.