((Jeremy and Michael are having a duel to see who has the stronger avatar. For the moment it looks like Jeremy has won the upper hand, he has Michael pinned and is about to deal the final blow to win but then Michael’s eyes go half-lidded, a dopey smile comes onto his face and a red flush spreads across his cheeks and he says, dreamily, “I love you”
Jeremy is totally caught off guard, immediately his face goes bright pink and his mouth drops open. Michael takes the opportunity and deftly flips them over before holding his staff to Jeremy’s throat, raising his eyebrows and giving him the smuggest grin.
Ny0, after realizing he’d been tricked, holds his hands up in surrender. Then he glares at Ehm half-heartedly and mumbles, “You cheated”
And then Michael smartly responds with, “All’s fair in love and war, babe”))
“Bobby, you can’t keep doing that to him.” Bob raises his eyebrows, putting down his fork. “Doing what, Alicia? Corralling our son into talking about his crush?” “Exactly.”
Or, A fic about Bob and Alicia noticing Jack’s feelings for Bitty before even he does.
Bob Zimmermann is kind of messy, only a bit of a smart ass, and just a tad hard of hearing. Yet even without perfect hearing Bob can’t miss the affection in his son’s voice when talking about a certain line-mate.
Bob Zimmermann is many things, but he is no idiot.
“Did you get that paper done for your…what was it again- american pie class?”
Bob looks over his shoulder just in time to see Alicia send an appraising look from the couch. He catches a hint of a smile.
He winks back and she rolls her eyes in return.
Bob turns again to the large window, the white light blinding him for a moment. The large expanse of grass is still littered with snow, lining the way down to their lake. A blank sky hugs the horizon.
“Women, food, and American culture, Papa.”
“Right. So how’d you do on the paper? Did Eric help you out?”
I’m working on some acrylic charms for megacon and metrocon!Some… CHARMING couples for you! eue
They’re gonna be single characters but double sided so you can pick your own ships and make them kiss whoever you want. I just put my favorites together for the progress pictures! Some of them have multiple skins too! Like jack and gabe have soldier 76 and reaper on the back, genji has the human version, zenyatta has the regular version etc.
I’m gonna throw some color on them and order tomorrow hopefully. IF I have time, or maybe in the future, I want to add more characters so let me know who you want to see! My friend already bullied me into adding the junkers so I’m open to suggestions.
’You shouldn’t have favourites as a teacher, of course, but she was one of mine. Your mother,’ Slughorn added, in answer to Harry’s questioning look. ‘Lily Evans. One of the brightest I ever taught. Vivacious, you know. Charming girl. I used to tell her she ought to have been in my house. Very cheeky answers I used to get back, too.’
im diggin samurai flamenco as a deconstruction of superhero/super sentai shows n tropes while still really firmly holding onto the boundless optimism and faith in humanity that characterizes the best of them?? its a bunch of goofball shit n suddenly hardhitting shit with dashes of ptsd, but like. it doesnt shy away from how much hard work it is, to do good things and try to be a kind and just person day by day, and it still says ‘here is why we do it’ and 'we want to,’ and its making my heart sing
also it has my angry bisexual daughter and her big-hearted gentle angel lesbian gf and their no-nonsense emotionally stable girlfriend. so. y'know.
This all happened while one of my friends was dm'ing. As a bit of context we were walking through a volcano hunting for a few things for each of us, there was a elf ranger, halfling rouge, human samurai, a human gunslinger and a human wizard(brother sister combo) and a gnome bard (me), my main reason for wanting to enter this volcano was to kill a greater fire elemental to craft a flame sword. But our other reason was to hunt down a group of bandits who kept causing the samurai’s home city problems. And for our help we received a sentient airship
Samurai: well that’s the last of them. Let’s get back to the airship and get home. I don’t like being here.
Bard (me): no! We can’t leave yet! You all promised me that if I killed four of them we could rest up at their camp and go and find the fire elemental I need for my sword!
Gunslinger *sighs heavily*: I just know this will end badly but I guess he did kill seven of them.
Bard: because I was the only one who could.. I mean seriously. How was I, the one who was able to kill the seven head bandits but everyone else sat around with their thumbs up their butts?
-needless to say I was actin like a jerk for my character-
Samurai: fine! We will go!
Rouge,OOC: look, in just gonna follow, and say I did something, but there is really nothing here for me.
*everyone laughs as we rest up before our fight, long story short we find the elemental and realize it was a horrible idea*
Samurai, who is almost dead: can we run now!?
Bard, while at only one hp: NO! We almost got him! I can tell!
Gunslinger: why not just charm the thing?
DM: you could do that. Doubt it will work.
Gunslinger: yeah if I did that it wouldn’t work, but bards are the cause of all half creatures! *the gunslinger and the wizard both turn to me*
Wizard, OOC: I will give you ten bucks right now, if you can seduce the greater fire elemental and get us out of this fight.
Me, after having thought for a while: might as well give it a shot. *rolls a bat 20*
DM: I can’t believe that this is about to happen.. well the 67’ greater fire elemental seams to have fallen for the 4'2" gnome…
me, turning to the wizard who has a 20 in his hand, not even caring that I don’t have change, saying that I earned it.
-friends reference it constantly-