Steve Harrington sucks at kissing.
It’s something everyone in school knows. The King can’t kiss to save his life. He’s motionless, emotionless. It’s like kissing a brick wall.
And yes, he makes up for it in other ways, ways that let all the girls he’s with get past the weird kissing thing. Nancy’s not big on PDA anyway, so minimum kissing is fine with her.
The rumors spread, though. Girls talk to their friends about how they try to “teach” him to kiss, giving him gentle instructions murmured against his lips, to no avail. The movements are flat, jerky, like he’s being puppeted around on marionette strings.
He just can’t do it.
Robin teases him about it exactly once, early on in their Scoops Ahoy careers. But she sees how sad it makes him, sees how he twists the strand of hair by his ear around and around his finger (a nervous habit of his that she learns about much later), and resolves to never talk about it again. If only to get him to stop looking like she dropkicked his puppy into an active volcano.
When Steve starts dating Eddie, they don’t kiss much. Eddie’s not experienced, and he’s also not stupid. He heard the rumors in high school. The last thing he wants is for Steve to be forced into doing something he doesn’t want to do. And it’s really okay. Steve’s good with his hands (like, obscenely good), and he treats Eddie like a person, not a prize or a target. Bar’s low, but Steve’s still hurtling over it.
So it’s about half a month into their relationship when they kiss for the first time.
Eddie graduates, and Steve just gets so excited he yanks Eddie down an empty corridor in the school, picks him up by the waist and spins him around like a Disney princess.
And then he kisses him.
Eddie’s long hair is falling like a curtain around their faces, blocking out the whole world until it’s just them. Steve’s lips are warm, slotted perfectly against Eddie’s own, and his hands are braced around Eddie’s waist. Eddie feels his diploma fall from his hands, and he weaves his hand into Steve’s hair and tilts his head up, kissing him deeper.
Steve breaks away just then. Eddie chases Steve’s mouth with his own on instinct.
“Sorry,” Steve says breathlessly.
“What the hell are you sorry for?” Eddie demands in a harsh whisper. “I thought you were bad at kissing!”
“I am!” Steve says. “I got excited, sorry. I won’t do it again.”
“Why not?” Eddie says indignantly. “That was by far the best kiss I have ever had. Did you not like it?”
Steve looks like he’s running on autopilot. “No, it was amazing, I just… everyone says I’m bad at kissing. I didn’t want to make you kiss me.”
Eddie drags him close, slams him against the wall like he did in the boathouse, except this time with significantly more horny undertones. “You should keep that reputation.” Eddie says in a low tone. “I think no one else, but me, gets to know how good of a kisser you are.”
“Works for me,” Steve says, breath ghosting over Eddie’s lips, and that’s all the invitation Eddie needs to dive back in.
They end up scarring Robin when she comes looking for them, but that’s alright.
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12 for the ask game!!
12. Pick up to 7 characters to star in a Teen Titans ongoing (any era or generation you like). What tone do you envision for this series?
I guess I'll just do my Jason Todd Lives AU Teen Titans Dream Team.
YES I know if Jason lived his team would likely just be Kon, Bart, Cassie, Greta and Cissie with little change in regards to lineup, he is only two years older than Tim - but let's for fun think of something else.
1.) Jason Todd "Robin"
2.) Eddie Bloomberg "Kid Devil"
3.) Rose Wilson "Ravager"
4.) Amy Winston "Amethyst"
5.) Virgil Hawkins "Static"
6.) Ray Terrill "The Ray"
7.) Arisia Rrab "Green Lantern"
With others including;
Courtney Whitmore "Stargirl/Star Spangled Kid"
Grant Emerson "Damage"
La'Gaan "Lagoon Boy"
Raquel Ervin "Rocket"
Zachary Zatara
Isaiah Crockett "Hot Spot"
Jaime Reyes "Blue Beetle"
And just randomly deciding to show up to be a member and they can't get rid of him...
Klarion Bleak "Klarion The Witch Boy"
The tone for this series I think would be.... It gets better. We all hurt, we all are scared for the future, what might be there, but it will get better. I also imagine seeing them going off-world a few times with Arisia taking them to face X conflict and them going to Gemworld etc.
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@nanlanmo sent: [ silence ] sender lays a finger over their lips, telling receiver to stay quiet
fingers absent-mindedly playing at her curls, she can't hardly hear herself rambling. if she is rambling at all ( by this point in her life, she assumes every sentences that exceeds three words is a ramble ). partner projects aren't exactly her forte, nor is talking among her classmates. her position at this school is simply a girl in the crowd. the girl in the crowd doesn't get in trouble. girl in the crowd gets her homework done on time and wistfully looks at the posters for every dance, despite knowing she hates dancing and no boy in a million years would ask her to one. if her guardian would even approve of her going to any teenaged event.
eyes widen as she notices her partner's finger over her lips. oh, dear. how long had she been in that stance? is the teacher talking? was she talking and stopped to look at johanna with a shake of her head? is she going to sent her to the principal's office? or worse, call her guardian? but as she glances around the class, everyone is either busy getting to work or letting their partners do the work for them.
❝ sorry, ❞ she whispers, hoping that's alright. ❝ sorry. ❞ she shouldn't have spoken. oh, goodness. oh, dear. ❝ i didn't meant to start talking after you---sorry! i'll just stop! ❞
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They learn quickly that the monsters are sensitive to sound.
He gets used to talking quietly. To always watch his step and always be aware of his surroundings. Someone had the idea to raid the schools and communicate exclusively using blackboard and chalk. Hawkins has never been so silent, but that doesn't bother him too much. He grew up in the silence, after all.
What bothers him is that his hands won't stop trembling. He never had the prettiest handwriting, but the chicken scratch he produces now is barely readable. Worse, he needs for-fucking-ever to write even a single word, only for it to not even look like english half the time.
He and Robin can communicate without words - he is truly convinced that they are living proof that soulmates are a thing - but with everyone else he has to struggle with the chalk, until he just gives up and starts talking less and less. If he died because he took too long writing smalltalk or pleasantries on the blackboard he would never live it down. He tries to convince himself that the grizzled-cool-silent-type suits him. With moderate success.
Although the whole town was literally transported into a different dimension, all adults seem to maintain a silent agreement to continue on as if nothing is wrong. They still go to work and they still need to pay for groceries and the holes and cracks in the streets are nothing more than inconveniences. He even overhears someone complaining about those, once. As if everything would be fine if the holes were only filled with cement. (oh gee, he wonders - silently as always, why did we never try that genius idea the last three times the upside down made an unwelcome visit). The only shop that has escaped the clutches of capitalism is the weapons shop.
He can somewhat understand it, the need to pretend that everything is fine. That it was all some collective nightmare that will fade with the dullness of day-to-day life. Doesn't mean he can't hate it. Though he doesn't take it as hard as the rest of the party.
It makes sense if you think about it. Robin, Nancy, the shitheads - they are smart, they could all actually go somewhere, do something with their lives. But him? Steve Harrington never had much of a future anyway, and his chances of making it out of this godforsaken town were always miniscule. No. What honestly bothers him more are his hands that won't stop shaking. You can't use a gun if you are unable to hold still and aim. You have a harder time being fast and quiet when everything takes twice as long if you don't want to drop anything. Even his beloved bat becomes less reliable, the swings weaker and his actual target always a few centimeters off. So yeah, his trembling hands are fucking inconvenient.
Gas and Water and Electricity stopped working. The first few months all of Hawkins stinks of rotting food until some teacher has the grandiose idea of distributing history books. This has the added bonus of giving everyone something to do that isn't "pretending not to be under constant panic". Water filters get classified under "weaponry" so that everyone has access without the mayor having to change the law again.
Once more, he doesn't mind too much. The only reason he used to turn on the TV was to feel less alone, and now the rest of the party basically lives in his house. He doesn't even mind having to walk the entire way to and from the lake while carrying buckets full of water: he will always be a jock at heart, and it is a great way to work out and be useful at the same time. His biggest complaint is once again his fucking hands. Water is precious, but his stupid arm won't stay still and it keeps spilling out of the bucket. Every lost drip feels like a stab in his heart, and the only reason he doesn't cry is because that would be an even bigger waste of water.
But the most stupid and embarrassing part is that this isn't even his first rodeo. He has been here before, he knows what it is like. Everyone else is living the same situations that he is. And still, his hands are the only ones that won't fucking stop trembling.
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Vance: I’m going to Target, do you want to come with me?
El: No.
Vance: Why not?
El: Last time we went there together, you yelled at me in the middle of the store!
Vance: No, I didn’t!
El: YOU said at the top of your lungs, AND I QUOTE, “WHY DO YOU CARE ABOUT GETTING NICE CLOTHES?! YOU DON”T GO OUTSIDE!
Vance: ....
El: .... Ok, fine, I’ll go with you.
Vance: Pfft, okay.
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