for @forestpenguin for the prompt: i see you carrying around a bowl of dog food and calling for your dog and, let’s be honest, i definitely think this is trap but on the other hand there is the potential to pet a dog at the end. so i stop to help you and you’re so relieved as we spend the next several hours searching for your dog until we finally give up and i take you home since you’re inconsolable only to find your dog asleep on your fucking porch wtf.
in which Cassian’s adopted ex-racer greyhound, K2-SO is awful, willful, misbehaved, and the light of his life. When K2 goes missing, Cassian frantically searches the neighborhood, his desperate calls awakening Bodhi, his neighbor, who offers to help. Just as Cassian has given up hope and gotten drawn and surly, Bodhi walks him back home - and lo and behold, K2 has been scratching at the front door and nearly knocks Bodhi out bounding into Cassian’s arms.
Fic if Chase x Marv? Idk their ship name but imo they would be so good together
“Are you wearing eyeliner?,” Chase’s eyebrows furrowed, his head turning a slight bit. Marvin chuckled, his tongue between his teeth.
“All good magicians wear eyeliner,” he laughed, hiding his blushing cheeks. Chase scoffed.
“Hokay,” the two smiled, both looking away so the other couldn’t see their smiles. “So,” the trick shot master exclaimed, “have you learned any more tricks lately?”
“Oh,” Marvin mumbled, flipping through his books stained pages. Summoning spells, transportation spells, ah! Here it was. Transformation spells. “Ready Chase?,” he asked. Chase nodded quickly, plopping down on the ground with his legs crossed, his face as excited as a child’s on Christmas.
The magician waved his wand in the air, mumbling the magical words. The air began to shimmer with red sparkles, as columns of red dust swirled around him and he disappeared. “Whoa,” Chase stared, watching as the dust fell, and he spotted a white cat sitting on the wood floor. “Marrvinnn!!! Is that you?,” Chase bellowed, his mouth hanging open in excitement.
The cat sauntered open, meowing and rubbing his head on his friends lap. “You’re super soft,” he smiled wide, running his hands over his new friends fur. “Also super cute.”
Okay so they got a little apartment together in Central City that’s a couple blocks from the school where Stein teaches, right in a college neighborhood
None of their towels match because they just bought one of each that had a cool pattern
Neither of them can technically cook well but they get so. dang. proud. of putting literally any form of food on the table.
“I mean this meal included a vegetable, so I think we’re doing pretty good.” “Hell yeah!” *couple’s high five*
Wally brings home Chinese for dinner and comes through the door like “I HAVE PROVIDED”
Jax makes waffles for breakfast and Wally’s so stoked that they end up making out against the fridge until they remember the waffles are getting cold.
Iris adores Jax and comes over all the time to hang out and tell them they need to buy better food.
They pretty much gave up on owning their own clothes the second they moved in together. (Although Wally has a complex system of letting Jax wear sweatshirts for a few days so they smell like Jax and then taking them back.)
Wally brought several incredibly tacky lava lamps when they moved in and refuses to get rid of them.
Jax and Wally are the biggest cuddlers on the planet. They’ll jam themselves into one corner of the couch, spend an hour just snuggling in bed in the morning, you name it. Jax has slightly greater big spoon tendencies but they’re versatile.
They kept buying each other little toy cars as joke gifts but then their friends started getting in on it too and now it’s a seriously impressive collection, so there a little cars all over their apartment. On the coffee table, on top of the microwave, on the back of the toilet, you name it.
They send each other cheesy little playlists like all the time, it’s adorable.
Double dates with Iris and Barry what uuuuup
Jax does more dishes, Wally does more laundry. Both of them hate cleaning the bathroom and will try to find ways to make the other one do it. Jax tries to set up a fair every-other-week system; Wally tries to get out of it with sexual favors.
They visit Joe and Jax’s mom at least once a week, because both of them appreciate the heck out of their living parents, okay?
Wally lost his key like the first week there and didn’t want to tell Jax, so he’s just been sneaking in through the fire escape. It took Jax like a month to figure it out and when he did he wasn’t sure if he wanted to laugh or bang his head on the wall.
They’ve got a little radio on the window sill that picks up the awesome alternative college station and it’s one approximately 24-7.
There’s always Gatorade in the fridge. Always. Jax needs it.
Speaking of: Jax likes to go running in the evenings. Wally, who hates running, refuses to join him. And then he gets super speed and laps him just to be a little shit
Concept: Wally and Jax in their boxers and hoodies enjoying a lazy Sunday eating cereal on the couch in their sun-filled living room. They sit with their legs overlapping. They’re utterly content.
I’m sorry, I’m so bad at domestic, I tried and some of it’s cute
Ya know I thought that comic you made of Zenyatta doing a flip onto Genji's lap was super cute and made me smile, and then it made me laugh because I imagined Genji stiffening up and stuttering out in pain; "M- Master y-you're crushing my d*ck..." And Zenyatta being all like; "I was not aware you still had one." All nonchalantly.