"I think it's sweet," Steve says.
Robin wrinkles her nose. "Nothing about Eddie Munson is sweet. He's a sewer rat, at best. Or like twenty opossums in a trench coat."
"Opossums are cute."
"He probably has rabies."
"You say that about me all the time, so I guess that's good. We'll have rabies together."
"He gave you a rock."
"You give me rocks all the time," Steve says, rolling his eyes. He runs his thumb along the textured edge of the rock Eddie'd handed to him.
"Yeah, good rocks." Robin scoffs. "That one sucks."
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“Papa has to put five dollars in the jar,” Hazel proudly announces the very moment she and Steve arrive home from her evening dance class.
“Jesus Christ,” Eddie groans his place at the stove where he’s cooking dinner, “What’d you do this time?”
The Jar is actually a repurposed animal crackers container – the big plastic kind shaped like a bear. Most people think it’s a swear jar which, honestly, Steve and Eddie are fine with because that’s probably better than the reality of the situation – that they (it’s mostly Steve, actually) need a system to keep in check the petty fights they get into with practically everyone they know.
“I just–” Steve starts, and then he rolls his eyes, “I don’t get why some people have kids if they clearly don’t want to be part of their kids’ lives.”
“Little pitchers,” Eddie reminds him – as in little pitchers have big ears, as in their children hear everything they say, whether they want them to or not.
Steve ignores him.
“So her class was about to wrap up – they had, like, five minutes left – and they all came out of the room looking all excited and they said they wanted to show us their recital dance so far because they’re almost done learning it.”
“Sure,” Eddie comments.
“And this one kid is, like, rushing to put her shoes and coat on over her little tutu thing because her mom’s waiting in the car outside, and she goes to get her, and then, like, five minutes later she comes back inside in tears because her mom didn’t want to come in.”
Eddie shakes his head, equally unimpressed.
“Anyways, they do their little routine and – Ed, they were so excited, and they tripped over each other the entire time and none of them know what they’re doing and it’s so fucking cute, man. I have no idea how anyone wouldn’t want to watch that.”
“Right,” Eddie said slowly, because he knows Steve well enough to start piecing together where The Jar might come into play.
“So when it was over,” Steve continues, “I walked the kid to her mom’s car and I told her that she missed a good show and that her daughter very obviously wanted her there.”
“Steve.”
“I really don’t think I did anything wrong,” Steve defended.
“Cough it up, big boy. Jar.”
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Cody: *comes into Obi-Wan’s apartment after Rex mentioned he thinks Obi and Ani pulled an all nighter*
Obi-Wan: *lying face down on the carpet in plank formation, dead asleep*
Anakin: *texting on the couch while trying to keep his eyes open*
Ahsoka: *having made a comfortable next in the meditation area that genuinely looks comfortable, probably fell asleep at a human-normal but not togruta-normal time*
Initiate Grogu: *stealing more cookies*
Padawan Reva: *helping Grogu steal more cookies, the sugar will be their lifeblood*
Cody: …is he okay?
Reva: *looks at Obi-Wan* Yeah? Master likes to sleep like that.
Anakin: *looks at Obi-Wan, concentrates for a second to float a pillow to him to drop next to him*
Obi-Wan: *instantly snatches the pillow to curl on top of it and stretch out like a lazy cat*
Grogu: *comes over, looks between Reva and Obi-Wan for a few moments, faceplants on the floor next to Obi-Wan to fall asleep under his chest and the pillow*
Cody: …is /he/ okay?
Anakin: Yeah, Grogu likes being smothered. Long as he’s got breathing space he’s fine.
Cody: So. Debatable?
Anakin: Probably. *puts down his phone and finally decides to pass out too*
Reva: *comes over and latches onto Cody’s hand with a soft whine* Is it bedtime now?
Cody: It’s noon, but it’s your bedtime, yeah. Come on, kiddo. *leads her off to tuck her into bed*
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Moon Spell Jars
The full moon is almost here and it's the perfect time to pick up a Moon Spell Jar!
There are six varieties available:
Money (green)
Healing (blue)
Protection (purple)
Attraction (red)
Banishing (black)
Health, Wealth & Happiness (silver)
Each jar is filled with herbs and crystal chips to match its assigned magical purpose and capped with a beautiful full moon wax spell. Just give it a little hug to make it your own, tell it what you want it to do, and leave it to charge under full moon light. The spell will work for a month, and then you can recharge the magic the same way or give it a new task. It's that simple!
Best of all, when you order two or more jars, you'll get a discount at checkout - no special code required!
Enjoy the moon magic and Happy Witching! 🔮
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