"How come you never talk to me about sports?"
It's late in the afternoon on a lazy Sunday, and they're just curled up on the couch together. Eddie's got a book in one hand, and he's carding the fingers of his other through Steve's hair. Steve's got the sports pages from the morning paper in his lap, and he's looking through it idly.
He stops when he hears Eddie's question, though, cranes his neck back to look at him.
"Huh?"
"How come you never talk about sports? I just realised I don't even know what teams you support." Eddie dog-ears his book and sets his book aside as he asks.
Steve frowns. "But… you don't care about sports. Like, at all. Why would I bore you by talking about it?"
"Are you bored when I talk about D&D?” Eddie asks, hand stilling in Steve’s hair. Steve shakes his head. “I tell you about my sessions all the time. I tell you about the books I'm reading and music shit, and you always listen to me. You don't really care about any of that stuff, either."
Steve shakes his head. "Yeah, but that’s different,” he tries to argue.
“How so?”
Steve wracks his brain for the words to describe it. “I like listening to you talk about D&D because you get so excited. I like hearing you talk about something you care about."
Eddie smiles and kisses Steve’s forehead. He looks almost smug, like he’s won a debate Steve hadn’t even realised he was part of.
"So let me ask again. Why don't you talk about sports more?"
Steve is quiet, staring at nothing in the distance as he puts the pieces together.
"I never... Nobody ever.... I mean, except Lucas, but Robin and Dustin always rolled their eyes when I made references to it, so..."
Eddie cups Steve’s face and looks him in the eye. "Tell me something."
"What?"
"I don't know. What's the drama right now? How's your team doing in the league or the championship or whatever it's called? Tell me about the last game you saw on TV! I wanna hear you talk about your interests, too."
Steve feels warmth burst in his chest as he sets the newspaper aside.
Eddie leans back against the couch, watching fondly as he listens. Steve is hesitant at first, stumbling over his words. A little voice in the back of his head keeps tripping him up, telling him Eddie doesn't care about any of this and you're boring him, wrap it up.
Every time he lets the voice win, though, every time he stops talking, trails off, or tries to change the topic to something Eddie might enjoy more, Eddie asks him a question.
"What does that rule mean?"
"How does team selection even work?"
"What would your dream line-up look like right now?"
And Steve answers. And Eddie listens.
When Eddie finally runs out of questions, Steve's surprised by how happy he is.
"You're really cute when you talk about sports, you know that right? Your face lights up with it."
Steve leans in and kisses Eddie. "I love you."
"Love you too, babe. I really do."
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got caught in one of the back wheels of the bandwagon, extended corniverse headcanons be upon ye
my bryce and clark are based on the lovely lovely designs for them made by @gaybearwedding !! (well they at least were initially. things may have gotten away from me)
additional dumb doodling under the cut
(and one for my little team illinois + nebraska ocs ⬇️)
notes, headcanons, etc:
- the Wicked shirt and the blue button down (from the group pic in the first photoset) are both shirts i’ve owned for a long time and are still in my closet right now
- the team illinois and team nebraska captains are named dani (daniela) and miya and pretty much exactly what happened between bryce and clark also happened with them. they also spent a summer road-tripping together; prime grounds for homosexual thoughts to happen
- for anybody who’s watched the off book episode The Kids Are At Night with Mary Sohn (10/10 episode highly recommended), i imagine that most nights after clark gets done helping his sisters* with their homework he’s probably looking up online editions of Boy Boy Magazine. gotta get connected to the culture
* = my headcanon is that he has two sisters, one older one younger
- the Away Team is from the same country as Princess Emily but they’re diehard Nothing Everything Children Glass fans (is there an actual name for the group who made it?? tag with your headcanon for the band name) and there is a rivalry between the two factions
that’s all ive got for now thanks for reading all my weird little ideas!! 💖💖
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Post War Kallus HC that nearly make me cry:
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During the war, he started getting into studying plants and taking care of them. Mostly because Rex and AP start gifting him plants and he was not about to let them die. Soon plants became everyone's go to gift for him. Not only did he learn how to take care of them, but he learned how to propagate as well. He still has every plant he'd ever been gifted.
They are in a green house on Lothal, it's a public botanical garden. The mother plants are kept there while babies have been clipped and grown as small variations to gift to his family. [As having kept every plant alive, he also has the ones that Kanan, Ezra, and Gregor gave him as well.] [If ever asked, the man would deny it, but Draven also gave Kallus a plant. The Gardner keeps the general's secret.]
Back when Kallus was learning how to propagate, he did so to every gifted plant, so all the mother plants have a twin. The Lothal botanical garden has a twin on Lira San.
Farming and Gardening is something he unexpectedly found he enjoys.
Post War, his family encourages his idea to visit as many systems throughout the galaxy as possible and help establish agricultural centers and food forests. He studies each planet’s individual flora and fauna, how they support each other and promote healthy growth. He makes customized plans for each planet. Essentially, he creates the role of Galatic Agricultural Ambassador. He also teaches others and learns from others, founding an entire organization of diplomats, educators, gardener/farmers, and agricultural professors who are also GAAs. It's much faster to help others when there's an entire support system working their way throughout the galaxy than if you're by yourself trying to do it single handedly.
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Kallus has always had a soft spot for droids and it has never been a secret. He'll make repairs to them, save them from being mistreated, praise them for the work they do, applaud how they seek advancement, and develop themselves further on their own merits.
He can tell them all apart from one another, he picks up on all their individual quirks and mannerisms. He encourages them to pursue their interests and ambitions.
After the war (and even during, when he had the chance to), he would jailbreak any and every imperial droid that crosses from their imperial programming. It got to the point where droids would lead other droids to Kallus specifically for his help. He will also aid and helping them find homes. Some ask for orders or directives. Rather than doling out tasks, he takes the time to explore things with them. Have them interact with others, allow them to shadow him if they wish. Until they feel a pull to something they think they'd enjoy.
It gets to the point where Kallus will cross paths with a droid he doesn't know, hasn't met yet, but they know him. Because droids talk, they gossip. Kallus finds out that he's become a celebrity to droids and Sabine wipl take every opportunity to fluster him over the fact. Kallus adores droids but hadn't been expecting the sentiment to be returned.
On Lira San, he often collaborates with mechanics there on droid construction. He assists in a new area of creation; the perfect blending of nature and tech. Two of his special interests and he's both thrilled and honored to have been asked to assist.
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Kallus is the type that once he picks up a book, he finishes it within only a few hours and needs another. He loves to learn just as much as he loves fictional stories. What he enjoys most is listening to Zeb talk about all the things he had been taught in the university back before he chose to join the honorgaurd.
Kallus already had a pretty good idea of smart Zeb is, but he wasn't aware that Zeb has the equivalent of a PhD that had been required for him to join the honor gaurd, and several other "supplemental" layers of additional education standards to qualify as captain. [Kallus realizes a stark difference between the fundamentals and the very foundation of Lasan's Honorgaurd and the Empire's enlistment. Lasan ensured that every level of their gaurds had not just the understanding of battle tactics, but history, interpersonal & Diplomatic skills, courses about how to handle problems and how those problems began in the first place. Maths, sciences, literacy as supplements to every additional level of education. For the honorgaurd, they taught them understanding of the world around them, meanwhile at the Royal Academy, Kallus was solely taught tactics. Trained to push past his physical limits. He accepted extra roles such as mechanics, data analytics, droid programming and any other subject he had thought would've been useful in his role.]
Zeb said that while he did enjoy the opportunity, the life of an academic wasn't for him. The only reason why he had pushed himself so far in the university was to achieve being a leader of a team. To earn it.
Kallus picks up learning a couple new languages and after building up the courage, asked if Zeb would want, if he would be willing to teach Kallus Lasana. And Zeb is absolutely thrilled. Kallus was able to pick it up rather quickly and Zeb joked that he was a bit jealous because he still doesn't have a full grasp of Bacis. Kallus asked if he wanted supplements in some areas; he himself had acted well spoken his first year at the academy by mimicking his peers until he had a better grip of language arts. Zeb agreed and they spent much of their studies together practicing languages.
"Studies" being Kallus seeking Zeb out for conversation, nudging him on topics Kallus knows he enjoys so that Zeb will dump every bit of information about the topic. It had actually been one of the pushing factors Kallus had for building the courage to ask to be taught lasana. What zeb would tell Kallus was merely a fraction of the knowledge he held and Zeb sometimes would have to take longer trying to convey it. However, there were many times when Zeb would be so enraptured by talking about his interests that he would simply get much more passionate and switch over to lasana. And every time Kallus didn't understand a word of what was being said, but he felt such an immense, swallowing joy that took him out as he listened to Zeb in awe, basking in the man’s passion. The one time Zeb had realized he was rambling in his mother tongue, Kallus felt his chest shatter when Zeb opened his mouth to apologize, so the one time Kallus ever cuts Zeb off from speaking was then. When he asked if Zeb could teach him lasana. If Kallus could be allowed to learn such a thing.
By the time Zeb brought Kallus to Lira San, Kallus was fluent in Lasana. [Chava immediately started nagging Zeb about "marrying that boy before someone else snatches him up".] Kallus took any opportunity to visit the libraries on Lira San in his free time. One day, when he was reading, a kit trotted over to him and asked him if he could read a story book aloud. Kallus looked past the kit to see several others watching from around the corner in the sitting area. Kallus set his own book down and happily accepted. It became a monthly routine for him to read to the children at the library.
It didn't take long for them to seek him out for other things, such as running across him tending to the food forests or the botanical garden and ask him questions about what he's doing, what the plants are, what they grow into, "you're making baby plants? How?", "what's a agricultural?" / "what's a ambassador?" , "can I eat this?" , etc etc etc.
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Kallus had been working closely with the agricultural professors and experts of Lira San. He was ecstatic upon Zeb telling him that Lira San has an entire university dedicated to agriculture. And the professors were ecstatic to meet someone with so much new and different knowledge. They were eager to exchange such knowledge and try to convince him to join them on consults and conventions and farmer's markets. He was thrilled to.
And he loved seeing how much more open Zeb was around the other lasat, how his confidence grew. Kallus is in awe to be getting the chance to see Zeb take things on to his truest and fullest potential. He encourages his partner and supports him in every possible way. Sure, Zeb recieved praise and recognition for his battle and warrior capabilities in the rebellion. But only his family ever seemed to see him for every facet of his person. Kallus felt privileged to get to be Zeb’s friend, someone close to him, but he also loathed how Zeb would be treated when it took him extra time to verbalize his thoughts. Kallus loathed how Zeb wasn't called in more on areas he knew Zeb excelled in. And more than anything, Kallus loathed how many times Zeb was talked down to. Kallus would talk Zeb up, remind everyone of just how capable the Captain of the Honorguard is, past his training and strategies. In meetings, Kallus would reference Zeb and ask for a consult from him to be used in, and Hera always backed that. And if it wasn't Kallus asking for a consult, it was Hera, and, eventually, Sabine.
And people learned very quickly not to mistreat Zeb. Kallus sought out to that. At first, they just stopped doing it when Kallus was around. But people liked kallus, to some degree, and people liked Zeb even more, so word always got back to Kallus. Most of the time Kallus wouldn't bother with a physical altercation. He didn't want to cause extra trouble for Hera to have to rectify. He's more than capable of settling a fight with words. But there were a few who didn't catch Kallus’s severity or would insist on doubling down. Kallus never killed anyone, but he wasn't gentle either. As stated; eventually it was understood that no one mistreats Garazeb Orrelios. The same applied to the entire Ghost Crew.
That was then, however. This is now. And now, Kallus feels his heart melt as Zeb grows less and less hesitant, as he grows more and more bold.
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More Thomas things
So I said I had Thomas on the brain after the owl city ask so here's what my brain worms have cooked up.
Thomas' love language is gift giving.
Usually his gifts are expensive but there's this one time he gave his s/o a painting. It was back when he was still an art student trying to impress his crush but he remembers it was a painting of a wisteria tree in bloom with a person's silhouette underneath it.
Years have passed since then and they actually did start dating but he had all but forgotten about that painting until he came over to their place for the first time and saw that postcard sized canvas panel standing on their desk, next to their computer, inside a frame.
Thomas doesn't know whether to cry or cringe, all that came out of his mouth was,
"why?"
because (to him) it wasn't even a good painting. The tree was gigantic compared to the silhouette of the person, and the wisteria flowers looked more pink than purple.
"They cut down that tree because it was starting to grow on other plants but it's immortalized in this painting. Besides—" they pick up the painting and turn to him with the most wonderful smile, "—it's a painting you made. Why wouldn't I treasure it?"
He'd laugh incredulously before pulling them into a tight hug, holding their head against his chest so they couldn't see how close he was to tearing up,
"I love you, darling"
"I love you too, Thomas."
That night while the two are eating dinner they decided that their next date will be a paint night.
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