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[gdheavyarms-blog]

Warm and fuzzy! | Heavyarms & silentperformer3

Still sniffling Heavyarms holds the other tightly, not willing to let go, even for a second. “I… I always wondered how you felt about me being around bugging you like t-this… S-So I’m really happy to know that you feel that way!” He pauses, trying to explain the feeling. “Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy!” If androids can even feel warm or fuzzy.

[silentperformer3]

"You never bug me." Trowa reassures Heavyarms as he runs a hand throw the boy’s hair. "it’s nice having a little brother to look after."

[gdheavyarms-blog]

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"You mean that? Even when I wanna shoot ducks or when I'm being brat? 'Cause even I know I can be a brat sometimes! ...Not as bad as Bratscythe though, don't worry!" He quickly adds as an after-thought. Of course they probably had about the same problem streak but Heavyarms would deny that all the time. There was no way he could be as bad as her.

"You like me the most, right?" He asked suddenly, staring up at the other with big pleading eyes.

[wingsofaboy]

kissed

Send kissed! and my character will react to receiving this type of kiss from yours…

1. eskimo kiss

Heero hears Trowa walk in from the kitchen from where he's sitting on the couch. He twists around to look at Trowa, only to find him standing directly behind Heero, and he lifts his face to look up at the other. 

"What is-" he starts, but is cut off when Trowa leans down, arms braced against the back of the couch to brush his nose gently against Heero's, before pulling away with a gentle smile on his face.

Heero feels heat rising to his face and clears his throat gently. "Uh, what was that?" he asks, staring up at Trowa. 

[gundamdaycare-blog]

i blame Perfectlittlesoldierboy's love for this thing

perfectlittlesoldierboy loves this post and keeps laughing every time she remembers it. so i did this for the mun. ENJOY

[gundamdaycare-blog]

Pilot and Gundam kid ready for Halloween!

Here we have Trowa as Sheik and Heavyarms as Link from the Legend of Zelda! Holy CrapTrowa makes a great Sheik. like He's pretty much Sheik with less hair and it's brown. With his acrobatics he'd make a pretty convincing Sheik too.

Heavyarms will never wield the master sword. he'll just shoot things with his bow.

[knifethrowingknitter]

Clowning around | knifethrowingknitter & silentperformer3

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silentperformer3:

Trowa found his clown suit where he’d left it and starts to get changed. He was in the process of putting his pants on when he heard Catherine’s voice from behind him. “Oh.” Trowa turns to see Catherine wearing his mask. “I knew I was missing something.” He finishes getting the suit on before approaching her to get his mask back. “It looks pretty good on you.” He couldn’t help but chuckle lightly. “Maybe you should be the clown this time.”

She stays there, smiling at him as he finishes changing. "Find a toning exercise for your butt since the last time I saw you changing?" She jokes, grinning at him as he approaches.

When he comments that she should be the clown, Catherine feigns an insulted face as she pulls the mask off. "Me? A clown? But Trowa, I always thought you were the bigger joker between the two of us." Giggling a little, she leans close and puts the mask on its owner's face before planting a kiss on his cheek. "Silly boy."

[wingsofaboy]

Learning New Tricks || silentperformer3

silentperformer3: [continued from here

"I don’t think it should be an issue, if she wants me to I’ll do it separately from our normal rehearsals." Trowa reassures Heero. He was hopeful that if he worded his request properly that Catherine would give in even if she was still iffy about him hanging around with his fellow former soldiers.

Heero nods, a small smile on his face. "Alright. Let me know what she says, or I can go with you when you ask, if you want," he offers, not sure which would be the best option. He'd let Trowa decide the best course of action since he knew Catherine best. 

[wingsofaboy]

Drunk Actions, Sober Thoughts || silentperformer3

silentperformer3: [continued from here]

"Thank you." Trowa takes a few sips of his coffee and begins to feel a little nervous at the prospect of becoming sober. Heero seemed calm enough but he wasn’t sure what he really thought of the whole situation. If it bothered Heero he simply wouldn’t do it again but if Heero enjoyed it then that was both exciting and horrifying at the same time.

"No problem," Heero says with a small nod and takes another sip of his coffee. He can sense the tension from Trowa and wonders what he's thinking about. Maybe he's regretting coming over, or kissing Heero, or drinking so much. Maybe he regrets all three. 

Heero takes a big gulp of his coffee, letting the hot liquid distract him from his own thoughts. There was no point in worrying about it. Things were going to happen the way they should. If Trowa wanted to pursue something with Heero, then Heero was more than fine with that. And if he decided he didn't want to after all, then that was also fine with Heero. 

He clears his throat and says the first thing that comes to his mind, trying to further distract himself from those kind of thoughts as well. "I think that's the first time I've ever seen you stumble," he says, remembering when Trowa had first walked in. That was probably the second most shocking thing of the night after the kiss. 

[silentperformer3]

Target Practice | Heavyarms & silentperformer3

"H-Hold on." Trowa stops him before they’ve made it to the park. He remembered that they’d left their recycling bins out and there should be some cans in there. "I have some cans we can use as targets." He heads to their company’s recycling bin. "I don’t think they’ll mind if I take a few." Trowa comments as he picks out a good number of empty soda cans. Lucky for him it was company policy to wash the cans out before you recycle them. He clearly remembered Duo whining about how much of a pain it was. After hes gathered a decent number of cans they head to the park.

[gdheavyarms-blog]

Continued from here.

The boy stops, although begrudgingly, pouting at the pilot. Darn, guess he shouldn't have said anything about the ducks. He waited as patiently as he  was able to but that was like holding a loaded pistol really. By the time Trowa had returned with the cans, the boy's pacing had already dug a small trench in the dirt.

"So does that mean I can't shoot the ducks? 'Cause I really wanted to shoot the ducks." He adds as he follows along, nearly jogging to keep up with his big brother's long strides. When he gets close enough, he latches onto Trowa's leg, letting the pilot do the walking for him. "How tall are you anyway big bro? Will I get to grow as big as you since I'm the tallest Gundam?"