boys and bongs and bros guys
cw: e.munson, s.harrington, m!insert, marijuana use
steve eyes the bong curiously and makes you grin.
you offer him the piece, your hand steadying the bottom. "you can look at it, stevie. weed's already there, it's just gotta be lit," you inform him.
he gives you an unsure look and takes it from your hands. "it looks fragile," he mutters.
"it is," eddie interjects, coming in from the kitchen with a shirt stretched taut at the bottom to hold many beers and snacks. "so don't drop it, big boy."
you roll your eyes as eddie drops to the floor, spreading the snacks out around the three of you. "he's not gonna drop it. i'll even spark it to be sure," you placate. you reach over and snag a piece of candy from his pile.
steve merely watches this exchange with the bong in both hands.
"alright, handsome. you just take a slow inhale, and i'ma light this, yeah?" you smile, leaning forward and tapping the weed packed bowl gently.
he nods and touches the lip of the bong. "so.. do i put my lips over the hole? in the hole? does it matter?"
eddie snorts beside you.
"not really," you smile, "just whatever feels most comfortable." your smile grows mischievous. "pretend you're frenching someone, but no tongue. just the open mouth."
steve's eyebrows shoot up and eddie absolutely cackles.
"you're pathetic, that is not a technique," he snickers, twirling and tugging a strand of hair.
"okay, i'm sure someone somewhere does it!" you retort, ears hot.
a slight smirk on his face, steve looks up at you through his lashes as he lowers his lips to the bong. "if you want me to french kiss you, y'could've just asked," he says softly. your heart stutters in your chest and his smirk grows. "gonna light it?"
you blink and nod, biting your lip with a smile as you ignite the small flame. "breathe in slow," you remind him as you pull the slide out.
he doesn't reply and focuses on clearing the bowl, brows furrowed. he leans away from the piece, holding his breath, blinks.. then exhales, an impressive plume of smoke coming from his lips.
"damn," eddie whistles. "that was hot."
steve's face grows red and he grins. "that was a lot smoother than i expected," he admits.
"hell fuckin' yeah, dude. got the good shit while i was in the city," you crow, taking a huge rip yourself and blowing it directly in eddie's face.
he gives you a lazy middle finger before exaggeratedly trying to suck in your secondhand smoke, making you and steve laugh.
eddie gives you grabby hands. "gimme that shit."
all three of you take three or four good hits before you and eddie decide steve is definitely way too high. he stands in the middle of the living room, swaying gently and spinning around in a slow circle as he hums. you watch him, amused and fond, head on eddie's chest and hand on his stomach.
"havin' fun, stevie?" you pipe up, propping your chin on eddie's collarbone.
steve turns to face you, a dopey grin on his face. "yeah, i'm all--" he giggles, spinning a finger in the air, "--wooooo!"
another giggle fit ensues and eddie's arms wrap securely around your waist as your eyes narrow in mirth. steve eventually joins the two of you on the couch, and you end up staring at the ceiling and talking nonsense for hours, snacking on what eddie plundered and indulging in each other's affection.
the bong does not go unused for long.
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Heartbeat
[image description: A grayscale Trigun comic featuring Vash and Wolfwood.
Against a black background, child Vash floats in Ship 5, curled up and with his thumb pressed to his mouth. Heartbeat noises sound around him, and he looks at peace. The background shifts to white and shows adult Vash, sitting shirtless with his knees pulled up to his chest. The heartbeat sound continues only to be interrupted by knocking. Wolfwood, from outside the bathroom, asks, "Hey blondie! You fell asleep in there?"
The scene expands to reveal Vash sitting curled up in the bathtub, shower spraying on the back of his head. His clothes are left aimlessly on the bathroom counter and floor. From outside the bathroom, Wolfwood, shrugging of his jacket, continues, "… The sand steamer leaves at dawn tomorrow so don't take all night. I'm not waking you up gently if you're late." Vash's eyes continue to look downward, glazed and unfocused. Step sound effects and a yawn sound from outside the bathroom before Wolfwood says, "'m going to bed…". In the tub, Vash sits curled up against a dark background, before eventually lifting his head and unfurling himself as the background grows lighter.
He twists around to turn off the shower and then looks at the floor, going, "Ah." He sits, thinking, before calling out "Wolfwood?". A sleepy Wolfwood replies, "…yeah?" from offscreen. "I forgot my towel!" Vash exclaims. "Ugh, look under your change of clothes… Knew you'd forget so I left it there…" a grouchy Wolfwood replies. "Gee, thanks!" Vash replies, a cartoony doodle of him saying "so reliable!".
Vash, shirtless but with sleep pants on, opens the door, towel draped over his head, to see Wolfwood, reclining on the bed. Wolfwood's smoking and holding his rosary, lit by the light from the bathroom. Vash climbs into bed next to him, towel still around his shoulders, and rests his head on Wolfwood's chest. His eyes close and then open to see Wolfwood watching him. Vash exclaims, "Oh! It's speeding up!, and Wolfwood bonks him on the head before saying, "Get on here since ya wanna be so up close 'n personal!". The two tussle briefly and Vash laughs before Wolfwood tucks the blanket around them. Wolfwood continues to smoke as Vash curls up against his chest and listens to his heartbeat, the background turning black once again as he smiles, content. /end id]
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Thinking about Black Widow Luo Binghe.
Hear me out -- so just like in canon, Shen Qingqiu self-destructs to save Luo Binghe, dies, and Luo Binghe steals his body to put on ice while he looks for methods to resurrect him. But unlike in canon, staving off decomposition is simply not that doable for a matter of years, even with cultivation and Luo Binghe pouring qi into the process. The qi costs are still high, so is Xin Mo, and now Binghe also needs a special artifact that can actually preserve Shen Qingqiu, but that runs on blood sacrifices.
To get the thing working, Luo Binghe feeds it a bunch of prisoners from the Water Prison. Then he starts kidnapping cultivators to drain for his own qi reserves, but that's difficult, controversial, and he can't use the same victims for the blood sacrifice afterwards. Frankly, between one thing and another it would be easier to satisfy Xin Mo with dual cultivation, and focus on finding victims for Shizun's Snow White style glass preservation coffin without having to choose between using targets for one or the other. Especially given that, if he finesses it, Luo Binghe can extend the use of his sacrifices and get more out of them with fewer deaths that way.
He's pretty sure that Shizun would want fewer deaths.
Of course, he is not a fan of the logistics of the plan itself, but he'd do worse things to one day be reunited. He consoles himself that he's building up bedroom experience for one day being with Shen Qingqiu, and that it doesn't really count because his heart's not really in it, and also if Shizun got to spend all that time in brothels then it's only fitting that Luo Binghe be his equal in this as well. It still doesn't make it pleasant for him, but it makes him able to tolerate the necessity of it.
So Luo Binghe ends up marrying a string of rich and powerful figures -- mostly the villainous single fathers and mothers and evil uncles of harem members from PIDW, rather than their daughters -- and coming up with creative ways of making all their deaths a few months into the process look like accidents. After the third one people are undeniably wary of marrying him, but there's always someone with a big enough ego to think they'll be an exception, or stupid enough to believe that it really has just been so much bad luck up to that point. It helps that the universe is predisposed to let him hit it.
When SY wakes up in the shroom body and hears about Luo Binghe's succession of marriages, he's not surprised. What he is surprised by is the bisexual graveyard of toxic dilfs and milfs that has replaced the harem.
What did he do to cause that?!
And what does Luo Binghe mean that he wants to marry his own shizun now? Is this his new method of revenge??? Binghe, you don't have to marry someone to kill them!
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