thinking about oldman yaoi steddie like—
trucker eddie picks up drifter steve at a pit stop some where in the middle of cornfield ohio. they've both had pretty rough lives, but eddie's a softy and when a pretty guy (despite his ragged appearance) flashes him a smile and says "hey handsome, got room for one more?" eddie lets him up in the passenger seat
a hundred miles later, eddie loses him and the last $10 out of his wallet, but that's okay. to be expected really and steve was pleasant company for a while. he doesn't think he'll ever see steve again.
except that he does, nearly half a year later, and eddie recognizes steve where he's sitting outside a truck stop in new mexico. steve obviously recognizes him too by the way he's carefully not looking at eddie. still, eddie buys two sandwiches and drops one in steve's lap before he heads over to the well-graffied picnic table outside the gas station. it takes a moment, but steve follows, sits across from him.
"i don't want any trouble," he says, warily placing his sandwich in the middle of the table, like an offering if eddie wants to take it back.
"no trouble to be had," eddie tells him, and slides it right back.
they eat in silence after that, and when steve's done, eddie asks if he needs a ride anywhere.
he drops steve off near atlanta this time, sighing when steve refuses to take any money but leaving him with a number to Eddie's trailer if he ever needs it. eddie doesn't take much time off, so he's rarely there, but steve takes the little paper from eddie almost reverently all the same. if he calls, he never leaves a message, and he never calls when eddie's home.
so they don't see each other for maybe a year this time, until one day eddie's passing through tennessee and the roads are wet and icy and there's steve again outside another truck stop. he looks at eddie with wide eyes, like a man that hasn't seen a lot of luck in his life and whispers, "i never thought i'd see you again."
and eddie asks "it's almost christmas time. you might as well come on home with me."
"i don't want to cause trouble with your family."
"no family to trouble," eddie tells him seriously.
so he brings steve home, and they eat frozen pizza for christmas dinner and drink cheap beer for new years. eddie gets called out on the road again, but he leaves steve at home. he calls the first night and steve's still there. and the next night, and the next. and when he's next in hawkins, steve is waiting for him on the porch and eddie thinks he must be mirroring eddie's shock, the two of them surprised that steve's still there.
steve's still there though, 5 years, 10 years, 20 years later, long after eddie's retired from trucking. they got a little RV now and a dog and they roam far and wide, but always together
622 notes
·
View notes
Okay, this is a ramble, but hear me out.
I've never been a Supes girl - the goody two shoes attitude was always off putting for me. My foray into DC was mostly restricted to Christian Bale's Batman and the occasional glimpses of Wonder Woman.
But then I watched Justice League and I was like - oh, the angsty superbat fanfiction potential is strong in this one.
Then I read all the superbat fanfiction I could find, and I started appreciating Superman in a vague, he's good to associate with Batman kind of way.
Today, I finally watched Man of Steel ( I know, I'm late) and oh boy, oh boy. I get it.
Henry Cavill' Superman. He's just a man and he is so much more. The simmering rage, the barely restrained violence writ in every line of his body. The clench of his jaw and the constant spark of defiance and power in his eyes. The way he holds himself with the ease of a man who knows he's the most powerful guy in the room.
And at the heart of it all, he's still a good man. More human than most people he shares the earth with. Ready to lay his life on the line, but he'll be damned if anyone tries to tell him what to do.
I can see injustice happening. All it would take to set this Superman off is one wrong move, and all his carefully maintained control would just snap. A slow smirk, the casual tilt of his neck and a flash of those pure blue eyes would be the last thing this world would see before it all turned red.
47 notes
·
View notes
Edit Requests: Roy Harper "with his stinky trucker hat" for Vee <3
"Are we the best team in the world or what?!"
(ID under the cut.)
ID: Five panels of Roy Harper from Red Hood and the Outlaws (2011), with long hair and a trucker hat. Four are animated.
1: Roy in his Arsenal costume, holding his bow. He has a gray hat on. The background is covered in the word "Outlaw," which lights up one letter at a time.
2: A close-up of Roy's face and hat. He's out of costume. The image is desaturated except for the green of his eyes and snake tattoo and some of the red in his hair.
3: Roy, in costume, sitting in a chair and pulling the bill of his cap down over his eyes. The art from his hat floats over his head, a cartoonish mountain range that almost looks like a crown. It hovers up and down as text appears one narration box at a time: "Roy Harper. / Recovering alcoholic, reluctant hero, Arsenal. / Frustrated mad scientist. / Extremely frustrated."
4: Roy, once again in regular clothes, looks up in surprise. He's desaturated except for reds and greens. The background is a collage of his arrow symbol from the Outlaws comics. Various iterations of the arrowhead light up randomly.
5: A close-up and full-color portrait of the left half of Roy's face out of costume. The red background says, "Arsenal Goes To War" in a bold impact font. A text bubble appears: "All right, buddy boy... The cavalry's arrived."
/End ID.
40 notes
·
View notes
Meh meh meh stop reposting horny shit meh meh meh
I cant tell if your mocking me or telling me to stop
Either way FUCK YOU I DO WHAT I WANT
Also ur not sneaky I see you liking and reposting the same things-
5 notes
·
View notes