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rimunagenius · 3 days
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(HC) Kate Martin x reader
NSFW!! themes
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love language is def physical touch and acts of service (cannot change my mind) she has to be near you or will do anything for you
like literally imagine your anywhere and your not really the PDA type so her pinky is always interlocked with yours
or if you are the PDA type, her arm is around your shoulder, hips, waist, etc.
a cuddle bug !!!!
that clip of her doing press and she says “yes, i’m a softie if that’s what your asking.” yeah well that’s facts
whenever she has an off day, and you’re both home, she convinces you to lay in bed all day and she lays on your chest, spoons you, you spoon her, or you lay on her chest—doesn’t matter as long as your cuddling
very sensitive (following the softie thing)
you guys don’t argue, but when you do, it eats her up and she’ll definitely get in her feelings
you’re most likely to apologize first because she can’t stand hurting and seeing her hurt makes you instantly want to make her feel better
or joking can go a little too far and which most likely what would cause the argument (you guys are perfect otherwise bc she’s perfect)
“atleast i don’t…”
“okay but im not the one who…”
“alright that was kinda rude.”
“you started it!”
“yeah but—that’s not what i…”
“Kate, I thought we were playing around…”
“…”
“Aw i’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to go that far. I’m sorry. I thought we were joking around but I may have taken it too far.”
You hate seeing her upset so your the first to admit when you were wrong and communicate your sympathies and sorrys and vice versa
has a foul mouth when it comes to sex or dirty flirting with you and when i say foul i mean FOUL
you guys could be doing something—you turn her on by just existing—and she’ll start making comments in your ear, texting you if your at a function trying to get you in the backseat or just home altogether
you are shocked at what she conjures up in her head…the positions, how you’ll look under her and on top, the sounds she’ll make you make…
her strap game goes CRAZY ill leave the imagining to you
same with her head game
she’ll eat you off the BONE
aftercare is ten times better than anything she does in bed
your like her baby—she takes care of you, quite amazingly might i add, and then she returns to her teddy bear self
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nebbyy · 2 days
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 Leo Valdez x Child of Aphrodite!reader
A/N: I haven’t got much to say this time, just a reminder that requests are open and will remain this way for some weeks at the very least:))
Warning: absolutely none (maybe some swearing? But like, two bad words), just pure fluff. Also, reader uses female pronouns
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It was kind of against your destiny to fall in love: Aphrodite is bound to never return Hephaestus’ love, so that they’re stuck in a loveless marriage. With the two of you, it’s the total opposite
The exact same MOMENT you see the boy in camp, disheveled look, face covered in machine oil and dust, you’re, absolutely smitten
It’s the classical “she fell first, he fell harder” type of trope
He notices you pretty early on too, but he doesn’t even try to approach you at first
I mean, no way that the prettiest child of Aphrodite could ever even look into his direction, you’re wayyyy over his league
It takes Piper’s help to start things up, when she accidentally stumbles upon Leo while she was taking a walk around camp. “Oh how rude of me. Y/N, this is my best friend, Leo”
It would be embarrassing to write down just how much he’s stumbled on his words the first time the two of you talked, just because of how he was absolutely captured by your godly beauty
He comes to find that you’re also a lot more than you’re looks: you’re funny, smart, clever, strong as fuck, and one of the best friends Leo has ever known
It doesn’t take long for him to realize that he’s completely and irrevocably in love with you, but oh boy how long does it take him to confess it to you
He had prepared this big, fancy plan to take you by the beach, with candles all around, a circle of rose petals and in the center of it a picnic filled with all of your favorite foods waiting to be devoured
Too bad he didn’t check the weather that morning, or he would’ve seen that a storm was expected right on that evening. He might’ve asked for Percy’s or Jason’s help too, maybe they could’ve done some big-god shit to prevent the rain
Nevertheless, you both found yourself soaked wet, standing by a line of extinguished candles, the petals long gone with the wind, and the food watered down to a soup
He wanted to drown himself in the sea right then and there, but he was quickly stopped by your laugh coming from behind him
Oh gods, where you making fun of him? Did you figure out what his intentions were? It must’ve been it, I mean, how could you ever want to have anything to do with him other than simple friendship, he’s been so stupid so reckles-
His track of thoughts was interrupted by your hands grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him in for a loving kiss, your skilled lips so soft and comforting against his much inexperienced ones
“You could’ve just told me you liked me at Camp, you know.”
“Wait, was it that simple?”
You laughed again shaking your head at his cluelessness, and he swore the sound of your laugh could’ve been the only thing he needed to live from that moment on
Okay no maybe food too, but you get the idea
You spend most of the time chilling in cabin 9 while he works on his projects, chilling in his bed or peaking at what he was doing
He definitely calls you dove for obvious reasons
Best believe that as soon as you guys are a thing all his flirting with every girl that moves is OVER my boy does not come from the streets he’s a loyal mf
After the curfew you usually sneak out to chill in some secluded area in the forest, and cuddle for hours in the moonlight
And whenever it rains, you waste no time to go at the beach and dance in the rain, reminiscing about the day you two got together
Oh, and get ready to see Leo as an emotional wreck anytime one of you is on a quest, when he’s unable to text you or hear anything from you for days or even WEEKS
He’s sure that’s worse than Prometheus’ destiny
Overall it’s like a golden retriever - siamese cat relationship, 10/10 would recommend
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I was wondering if you're okay writing an Angel Dust. M!Reader. More specifically Drag Queen Angel Dust. A one-shot if perfect, but you can do whatever you want. You can do this as angst or fluff, it doesn't matter! Have a great rest of your day!!
A/n: Awh of course! Thank you for the lee-way, I appreciate it! I'll do headcanons for now, because I've been doing oneshots a LOT so its refreshing to have a lil bit of freewill lol!
Drag Queen!Angel Dust Headcanons: Dating Him.
Mentions: Male Reader, Fluff, Smut Below the cut.
Topic: What it's like dating Drag Queen!Angel Dust.
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He LOVES going shopping with you. Especially if he gets to try on the stuff he got in front of you!
He adores matching outfits with you, expect a lot of this.
He gets dolled up to go anywhere! Grocery shopping? He's got something cute but fancy just for that.
He isn't a diva, but he definitely loves fashion.
But by far, his favorite thing about it all is your opinion on it.
He loves hearing about what you think of the outfit, if it matches his style, ect.
His favorite look is either: Baggy cropped hoodie with shorts, or a sundress (of your favorite color or his fav color) and boots.
Now, he uses this to advantage.
He LOVES flustering you with skimpy clothes in private, and teasing you with them.
Not to mention, he also likes trying on lingerie in front of you, asking your opinion while you're an absolute flustered mess.
Best believe he flirts and acts all innocent when you point out his teasing.
"Whaat? I would neva' babe~" "Y-You did it like, five minutes ago!!"
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myahfig4 · 2 days
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My Haitani Brothers NSFW & SFW relationship headcons in different timelines
Ran
Doesn't care if his gf style is emos/alternatives, tomboys or girly girls, although I think he has a preference for girly girls.
Likes someone who probably is a bit more mature
Has to get along with Rindou, if Rindou doesn't like her, ran will end the relationship
Likes cuddling during sleep
Someone who stays calm even when fighting/arguing
Takes him a little longer to commit to someone
Likes compliments from his gf
Let's hs gf braid his hair
Likes someone who Can make him laugh
I can see him as both someone who sleeps around, but also I can kind of not see that, he seems to care about his reputation so I don't think he'd want to be known as a fuckboy
I think hes a boob guy, he would want to lay on his gfs boobs when he sleeps sometimes
Daily naps with him
He would keep his gf hidden from the public because he wouldn't want a riverly gang to target her.
He would spoil her.
Would realize he has feelings pretty quickly just wouldn't commit right away
During sex he's a bit gentler, only once in a while would he be rough
He likes when his gf tops him, he can enjoy the view
He's very charming, very quickly gets his gfs parents approval
Likes affection and is affectionate
Bonten timeline might be a bit more of a player but definitely not 24/7, unless he's married or in a relationship
Is definitely a girl dad in bonten and final timeline
During bonten and final timeline When hes in a relationship he would let other girls try to flirt but then laugh or show his ring to them
That man has a big dick, he is tall an lanky an if y'all know anything about tall and lanky men, they are always packing
His dick may be big, but it's a tiny bit skinnier.
In Bonten and finale timeline, would get his kids names and wife's name tattooed on him.
In Tenjiku he would tell the boys he has a gf
During Tenjiku era parties, he would drag his gf everywhere
Would beat the shit out of anyone with his baton if they make any comments about his gf/wife.
Prefers being in the house then in public during Tenjiku era
He's bold
Likes clingy
He says I love you first
Teases his gf/wife a lot
Rindou
Wants a girl who can be his best friend an girlfriend at the same time
Someone who also likes drinking and partying
He would prob stop drinking as much as he does when hes in a relationship
Doesn't care what his gfs style is, he has no preference for emos/alternatives, tomboys, or girly girls
Likes when his gf goes to the gym with him but he won't pressure her into working out
LOVES when him an his gf have the same music taste
During late night car rides, definitely screaming with his girl the lyrics to the music playing
He loves when his gf hypes him up and compliments him when he's DJing and working out
He makes mixes for his gf
Let's his gf sit on his lap when he's making mixes
Likes clingy but also at times needs some space
At first is in disbelief that a girl confessed to him instead of ran
He would put his glasses on top of his gfs head when there's a fight
He is rougher in bed, although the first few times he'll be gentle and once in a while he'll be gentle
He is flexible, best believe he can use those hips and doing lots of positions
Since he's a bit shorter, his dick is average size but he definitely thicker, since he's buff once again he knows how to use his hips
He's more open and public with his gf, he takes her out
Shopping for music cds and dvds
I think he likes matching clothes with his gf
Let's his gf paint his nails
Ran realizes Rindou has feelings for a girl before Rindou realizes, he teases Rindou a lot
I kind of feel like he likes pda
Always has a arm around his gf during parties
Maybe at first keeps quiet about his gf to Tenjiku but eventually tells them, he may be a little insecure that she'd leave him for one of his friends but that's why he waits a bit to tell them but after they know he'll let her meet them
He's a good listener
He may be a little more aggressive during a argument on accident but then quickly apologizes, he doesn't intend to be aggressive
I feel like he's also a gamer, so he plays video games with his gf
Likes cuddling
I think he's a night owl so probably sneaks over to his gfs place in the middle of the night
I can see him being both very bold, but I can also see him being shy and blushing a lot
Definitely is scared to make a good impression when meeting his gfs parents
Lots of play wrestling with his gf/wife and kids
I feel like he would like couples yoga
He wants kids, a boy and a girl
Lots of movie nights
Is an ass guy, although he may also like boobs
During bonten he definitely djs in their clubs and may sleep around a lot, unless he's in a relationship
During Bonten and Final timeline, don't worry about him having wandering eyes, he only has eyes for his gf/wife, if someone flirts with him he will literally ignore her and roll his eyes or go on his phone
I feel like he would take his gf/wife to a club and then take the microphone and tell everyone it's his girls bday
Gets clingy and whiney when he's drunk
Falls in love quickly and easily
Likes reassurance due to his insecurity to being the shadow, younger, weaker and less picked(with girls) brother, although reassurance isn't needed
Rindou probably ha a goofy side
Definitely likes someone who can make him laugh, he may be surprised if his gf shows him her goofy side the first time, then laughs with her
During bonten and final timeline, has his wife/gf and kids name tattooed on him
Would fight anyone who makes a comment about his gf/wife
When it comes to saying I love you. Since I can see him being both bold, and shy, if he's bold then he says it first, if his gf says it first he says it back. If he's shy, he may use song titles or lyrics to indirectly say I love you, if his gf says it first he blushes and may wait a little bit to say it back
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discotitsposts · 3 days
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You’re lucky you’re cute
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reader and reid flirting at the party of a mutual friend
she/her pronouns used
some mature themes and choice words used. overall supposed to be lighthearted and silly
i love this photo so much
You were getting ready for a party a good family friend of yours was hosting. You had known David Rossi since you were a little kid and it’s rumored you were somehow related. Rossi treated you like his own and had been there for you your whole life. He had even helped you out of a few legal jams you’d found yourself in high school.
He had seen you first learn to walk, started school, hugged you while you cried on his expensive suit when you went through your first breakup, and graduate high school. Now you were going through academy training to work at the FBI. You wanted to be just like David.
You had never met anyone on his team in the BAU except Hotch. He had told you about everyone though. You were most excited to meet Penelope she sounded like a ray of sunshine. You were very intrigued by the mysterious Dr. Spencer Reid. He sounded very interesting. According to Rossi he could read 20,000 words per minute and had an eidetic memory. How amazing is that? Being a bit of a smarty pants yourself you definitely wanted to talk to him.
You had also learned he was apparently wildly handsome from what some girls at the academy had said. Though you’d never seen a photo of him, he sounded fantastic.
On the drive to Rossi’s mansion you listened to your favorite music. Singing every lyric to kill your nerves. You parked and it seemed everyone else had already arrived.
You ring the doorbell and Rossi opens it. When he sees you he smiles proudly and yells “Principessa! Sei bellissima!” He hugs you and brings you in to meet the team.
“You know Aaron, this is JJ, Emily, this is Derek Morgan.” You shake each persons hand as he says their name.
“Ah, the infamous Derek Morgan.” You say. “Nice to meet you all.”
“Pleasures all mine, gorgeous.” Derek winks at you. Emily punches his arm. “Leave her alone weirdo.” She scolds.
A brightly dressed woman with beautifully styled blonde hair runs into the room carrying two wine glasses and speaking excitedly.
“Is she here yet? Oh hi!!” She pulls you into a big hug.
“You must be Penelope! I’ve heard so much about you. All of you. What about the infamous Dr. Reid? Is he here yet?” You nonchalantly ask.
“She’s developed a little bit of a crush on our good doctor.” Rossi spills.
“I have not!” You pout, embarrassed by this very true fact.
Everyone chuckles. The doorbell chimes loudly through the foyer.
“Uh oh, it’s your future husband.” David teases.
“Keep it up and I’ll pour your vintage scotch down the drain.” You retort. Rossi puts his hands up in defeat and goes to answer the door.
“Here’s the one I want you to meet! Spencer, this is our little star of the FBI academy!” Rossi boasts. Dr. Reid smiles and waves at you. You reach your hand out to shake his and he frowns. They were right. He’s literally so handsome I can barely think. You think. Barely.
“I don’t shake hands. Too many germs. It’s actually safer to kiss.” He tells you.
“Ok, come here then.” You reach out and pucker your lips. Spencer slowly backs away and clears his throat.
“Oh my god, wait no I was joking.” You quickly attempt to retrace what you said. Ever so embarrassed you quickly change the subject. Spencer smiles shyly.
“Anyways, um David told me you have an eidetic memory. I think that’s really fascinating. I actually couldn’t wait to meet you and have a conversation with you. I really really want to get to know more about you! Not that I was obsessed with you before even meeting you, definitely not the case. That would be weird. You’re really cool, I mean you seem cool because how would I know that. I never met you before. Although I was expecting more of a mad scientist look to be honest. You’re really attractive though, I mean your face is scientifically perfect I mean… you know what I’ll be right back” You ramble on and realize you’re embarrassing yourself. It’s not your fault. When you look at Spencer’s face your brain goes to mush.
You excuse yourself and try to run away to the safety of a nearby restroom. Someone grabs hold of your wrist despite the estimated germ count.
“I’d love to get to know you too.” Spencer’s smiling at you.
“You don’t think I’m a crazy rambler?” You ask, worriedly.
“I’m a bit of a rambler myself.” He chuckles and leads you to a nearby couch. You two end up talking for over an hour about everything. He tells you about his mother, his life in Vegas, and how he’s banned from multiple casinos which made you laugh so hard. You tell him stories of Rossi when you were growing up. The time Rossi had choked on some of his pasta when babysitting you and had spat it out through his nose. This makes Spencer crack up.
“Guys look.” Morgan motions to you two talking and laughing. Everyone else at the party looks over.
“I had a feeling they would get along.” Hotch breaks into a smile. Rossi however is scowling.
You leave to refill your root beer and David walks over to Spencer.
“Hey Rossi, she’s really fun to talk to. Thank you for inviting me tonight. I’m having so much fun.” Spencer smiles up at him.
Rossi plasters on a fake smile. “Are you?” Spencer nods happily. Rossi’s face grows serious and he leans in, “Good, because if you hurt her, just remember, I would know exactly how to get away with murder.” Rossi smiles at Spencer and pats his back and walks back to the party. Spencer swallows nervously.
“Wasn’t planning on it.” He whispers to himself.
“Wasn’t planning on what?” You walk back in and hand him an extra root beer.
“Nothing. Thanks.” Spencer smiles and opens his root beer.
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“So tell me more about when you got kidnapped by a cult leader?” You ask eagerly.
“Well this guy, his name was Benjamin Cyrus. We infiltrated his cult by pretending to be child protective services. Me and Emily got caught in the middle of crossfire. SWAT shot at them, they shot back, and put us all in danger.” He tells you everything about that case. You watch in awe at the way he talks. “Rossi actually brought them fried chicken with a microphone bug in the bucket.” Spencer laughs recalling the silly detail.
“Mmm sounds delicious.”
Rossi has been keeping his eye on you two. You look really happy but he likes having Spencer terrified of him. Your back is to Rossi and when Spencer makes eye contact. Rossi points at you and then Spencer and makes a cutting motion on his throat. This makes Spencer nervous. You notice him turn pale and turn around. You see Rossi is just playing cards with Aaron.
Penelope goes around passing out liquor to everyone. “Bottles for everyone!” She cheers over and over slurring her words. Morgan wrangles her to sit back down, stumbling, also intoxicated. You down your bottle and Spencer watches in shock.
You get crazier and Spencer goes to put the bottle Penelope had handed him, back in the kitchen. You’re dancing or trying to anyway. Spencer accidentally bumps you and you pull him down with you. The bottle in his hand breaks and splashes all over you both. Rossi hears a loud crash and comes into the kitchen.
“What the hell happened in here!” Rossi shouts noticing the red liquid trickling everywhere and you, in a now-red stained dress.
“We fell.” You and Spencer say at the same time.
You giggle, “Jinx!”
“You know the origin of the jinx was actually-“
“Clean this up brainiac!” Rossi cuts him off and hands Spencer a sponge.
“Yes sir.” Spencer falls to his knees and starts scrubbing. You notice the room felt hotter as he did so. Was it the weather or the sight of Spencer working hard?
“I’m sorry you got red wine all over you. You looked really nice. Not that you don’t look nice anymore. You look beautiful. I just feel bad your clothes got stained now.”
“Of all the days to wear a white dress. You’re lucky you’re cute Dr. Reid.”
You pick up a different sponge and help him clean.
“You don’t need to help.” He starts.
“It was partly my fault. Plus I know he’s gonna come in here and try to see if he can see his reflection in the tile. If he can’t,” You make a cracking sound and air-motion bending something, Spencer presumes to be, his neck if the red wine doesn’t come up.
“The guys so rich he can afford someone to professionally clean.” Spencer laughs at this.
“I know! One time when I was seven I accidentally spilled some jam and he told me if I didn’t clean it, all the jam in the world would disappear and I could never eat it ever again.”
Spencer opens his mouth in shock, “That is so mean!”
“It worked though.” You say while scrubbing the floor harder. He laughs so loud. Something he noticed he hadn’t done in a long time.
You decide to push his buttons a little since practically none of the wine got on him. You flick some water and soap at him.
“Hey!” He splashes you with some water back.
You stand up and discreetly grab the water sprayer on the sink and turn it on full blast. Spencer yells and with no way to defend himself, tries to stop the water with his hands. Penelope and Morgan run in and you spray them. Everyone’s laughing so hard you don’t see Emily come up behind you with a bucket of water. She throws it on you and you scream.
“ITS COLD!”
Hotch and Rossi walk in and shake their heads in disbelief.
“I’m disappointed in you all,” Hotch starts. Everyone stops and fearfully looks at him. “for not including me in the fun!” He grabs the water sprayer from you and splashes Rossi. While you’re all fooling around you notice a groundbreaking discovery. Spencer’s lilac purple shirt is completely see through and soaked. His nipples are even hard from the cold water. Hot damn.
You show up behind him and squeeze his hand and pull him to one of the bedrooms. You both lean in and kiss softly. You attack his lips with kisses and soon the kisses mesh together and become messier. He’s moaning into your mouth while you attempt to rip his shirt off.
“Wait.” He stops you. You pull away confused. “If Rossi’s upset about some red wine won’t he be more upset if we get… you know what on the bed?”
“Cum?” You ask. Spencer makes a disgusted face at your choice of words. “Nah only if he comes through with a black light.”
“No I meant the…stains.” He points at your dress, his face completely red.
“Oh this?” You motion to your now red dress. You reach behind you and untie your dress, letting it fall to the ground. You stand in front of him completely bare. Good thing you chose to not wear anything under it this evening.
You start to hum ‘Summertime Sadness’ while you stalk towards him. When you push him back on the bed you hear a loud knock at the door.
“AHHHHHHHH” Spencer screams while covering his crotch with a blanket. You simply pick your soaked dress off the ground and sloppily put it back on. Rossi continues pounding his fist on the door.
“Tie me.” You command.
“Huh?” Spencer looks up confused and disoriented. You motion to the back of the dress and Spencer ties a cute bow with the strings. His nimble fingers moving as quickly as they’ll allow. He thinks Rossi’s fist might soon break through the door. You calmly walk to the door and carefully turn the knob.
“Hello.” You smile sweetly.
He simply crosses his arms and glares at Spencer. “Both of you, out. Now. I don’t even want to think about what you were thinking of doing in my guest bedroom young lady.” He wags his finger at you. When Spencer stands up to leave, Rossi stops him with his hand.
“Remember what I said I’d do if you hurt her. She’s like a daughter to me.”
“I-I-I won’t David, I was actually going to ask your permission. If I ma-maybe could take her on a date?” Rossi’s eyebrows raise at Spencer’s request, as if to say, tell me more. “I think she’d enjoy a film fest, they’re playing some old monster movies down at the drive in, some are in Russian, but that’s alright because I could translate to her. I’ll have her home by 11:30 I promise.” Spencer’s stumbling over his words nervously.
Rossi bursts out laughing, “Kid she doesn’t live with me anymore. She’s an adult. You don’t need my permission. Hope you two have fun. I was only worried about my sheets!” He runs to the bed fixing the creases you two had made.
After that he asked you if you’d like to go, of course you said yes. That Saturday night you two had so much fun and fell in love even more.
the end :)
pls pls tell me some of u thought this was even a little bit funny
actually pls tell me if u enjoyed this at all
i’m laughing so hard writing the part about his nipples help
fun fact when i wrote the part about reader wearing a white dress i was listening to this
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wannabanauthor · 1 day
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Remember when Buck said he didn’t know Muay Thai and Tommy offered to teach him?
That was flirting, right? Tommy was hoping to have a sweaty shirtless man in front of him asking him to teach him how to do something.
If Tommy hadn’t kissed Buck in the kitchen, it definitely would have happened during the Muay Thai lesson. With Tommy being so close and gently guiding Buck through the movements, Buck would have stared at Tommy’s lips a little too long, and Tommy would have kissed him, softly.
Or during the flying lessons.
They were definitely flirting because Buck had just implied that he had no real interest in flying since he asked for the tour just to get to know Tommy. So when Buck was like “after our flying lessons” with a smirk when Tommy offered to teach him Muay Thai, that was definitely flirting on Buck’s part. He was implying that they were both excuses just for them to hangout.
I need to start writing FanFiction again, but I feel like that would mean I’d have to watch all the episodes I’ve missed, and I don’t want to do that.
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cerastes · 7 hours
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https://twitter.com/DedpulNINL/status/1780522017101586756 Here it is. I had peeps double check and aside from being a translation made by a player on twitter it usually isn't that different when the official translation drops. Personally, I feel its a bad choice leaning in to what the ship art wants.
If this is accurate and truthful, then I gotta wonder whomst is the soldier from within who’s fighting for the S.S. MumuDoc to their last arrow, that’s pretty overt.
In games like this, it’s bias that speaks louder than fact IMO, especially when people are shipping — using Mumu as an example, while we are at it, I know people that ship Mumu and Ho’ol because of that one “I see her sleeping sometimes” bit — so, you definitely can just see this as friendship, but at the same time, no other character gets explicitly shown to interact in this manner with Doc or with other characters im general. There’s the implication here and the suggestion there, but this is pretty damn explicit, lmao, there’s Platinum’s tickets and then there’s “her Module is just straight up her daily day hanging out with-slash-flirting with Doc”.
I can see why it’d not sit well with anyone, it’s treatment not many characters get with anyone else*. About the only other example that gets anywhere close in terms of Actual Interactions And Dynamics would be Silence and Saria, and Liskarm and Franka. And even then, they play different sports. I personally don’t really feel strongly about this, but I am Mumubiased, so.
*I may perfectly not be remembering them, though.
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yanderes-galore · 10 hours
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Heya! Could you write a yandere concept for Diluc from genshin impact? Please and thank you! <3
I'm surprised he or Kaeya wasn't requested earlier, here you go :) I do hope I got the gist of his persona right.... I feel bad because I ran out of steam half way through.
Yandere! Diluc Ragnvindr Concept
Pairing: Platonic -> Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Violence, Possessive behavior, Jealousy, Denial, Controlling behavior, Manipulation, Fear of loss, Kidnapping, Stalking, Blood, Mentions of possible murder, Toxic relationship, Forced relationship.
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Diluc is the owner of Dawn Winery and works at the Angel's Share Tavern in Mondstadt.
However, at night and away from everyone else, he is a vigilante who aims to take down the Abyss Order and Fatui.
He is truly a defender of Mondstadt, often busy trying to defend the city when the Knights of Favonius can't.
Diluc would probably be protective, controlling, possessive towards his darling.
Especially if Kaeya is involved....
Diluc seems like he'd meet you at either the tavern or winery at first.
Maybe Kaeya is showing you around Mondstadt, as much as his brother irks him... Diluc will admit you're interesting.
Diluc seems like he'd (ironically) be cold or distant with you at first.
He's a yandere who's in a bit of denial when they begin to show attachment.
He's been through a lot and isn't sure if he can let someone be so close to him.
He's always busy... although his day is immediately better when seeing you.
If you're at the tavern, he offers you food and drink while asking you about your day.
He may be in denial about his affections... but he does seem to have an interest in what you do.
For the most part, before he gets too involved, he's protective and vaguely interested.
He's trying to just be an acquaintance, someone to talk to while he serves you drinks at the bar.
Diluc's obsession would grow out of sight.
When he goes out to protect Mondstadt at night, he checks by your home to make sure nothing's wrong.
He doesn't want to consider following you around or knowing where you live stalking... but that's what it is.
You have no clue how obsessive he gets when you visit the tavern.
He likes to watch you as he works, it makes dealing with alcohol more bearable.
Diluc would definitely be rivals with Kaeya.
Kaeya is such a flirt and it irks Diluc's nerves.
To think his brother can just take you from him....
He gets so irritated when jealous.
It gets to the point when he's jealous of you in the tavern, he nearly breaks the glasses he's cleaning.
Which leads to Diluc needing to do something about this issue.
Diluc seems like he'd be manipulative towards you.
In a way he has the mindset of "It's for your own good".
Yet at the same time he's trying to restrain his more jealous thoughts and understand why he's so attached.
I imagine there's times he's possessive, it's usually with more romantic intentions... but he could also just be an obsessive companion/friend towards you.
Diluc hates the idea of getting too close with you since he's lost people close to him.
As much as he likes Jean, he feels the Knights of Favonius can't protect you like he can.
They can't care for you like he can, either.
Diluc is definitely a yandere that starts subtle.
You can't tell there's something wrong, he just seems worried and concerned for you at times.
He's... just someone you like to talk to.
But behind the scenes, as you sleep, he's making sure you're well cared for.
He'd get himself bloody if it meant you'd be his, he'd scorch any foe he has to.
He could either slowly build a connection with you to lure you into the winery and keep you there.
Or he could abduct you in the middle of the night once he snaps.
Diluc wants to keep you somewhere he'll always have an eye on you.
You're always watched, even when he takes you to the tavern you're never allowed to leave the counter.
If anyone flirts with you or takes your attention off Diluc, his eye twitches and he deals with the issue.
Diluc would probably kill, but it's always when no one's looking.
Plus they'll never find the body when it comes to him... no need to worry about it... they just left Mondstadt.
When Diluc's obsession stops being ignored and makes itself known, he really does act as some sort of twisted guardian for you.
He keeps you locked away, perhaps as a spouse.
He admits since he saw you he's wanted to court you.
Diluc would be the type of yandere to put you on his lap when he works.
He likes the control it gives him, allowing him access to your neck to make you squirm as he works.
He may not seem like it... but in private, Diluc can be affectionate.
He'll kiss you anywhere, sometimes soft... sometimes rough.
He hates others around you, often trying to rush people away from you so you don't speak for too long.
He has an issue where his protective and possessive behavior mixes.
He tries to excuse his possessive behavior as protective...
However, you can tell the difference the moment someone like Kaeya enters the winery.
The two nearly fight on the spot.
Diluc would love to spoil you if you're his.
He buys you gifts and tries his best to smother you in affection.
After all... if he gives you all his love, you'll never look at another.
Overall, Diluc is a yandere that wants to provide and care for his darling.
He'll give you whatever you want... he'll protect you... he'll love you...
Just listen to him... stay where he wants you to... and don't look at any other.
"Need a drink? I'd love another chat, dear."
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Depending on your point of view, coming across Billie Hargrove’s Instagram account was either the best or the worst thing to ever happen in Stevie’s life.
Stevie didn’t even know that butches could have long hair but this one did. Granted in a douchey eighties mullet type of way. She also had a very pronounced six pack which she was not attempting to hide in any of her photos. Crystal blue eyes. A winning smile. Shit.
Billy, they/she, basketball stan and cringe Judith Butler supporter- 60% girl, 40% something else-meanest lesbian ever
Over the course of about three weeks, Stevie had looked over that profile at least six times a day. They were mesmeric and Stevie found herself wanting to be consumed. She’d never felt this way about a boy before. Not even Tommy Hagan who she’d dated for over a year before they split. And Billy was in fucking L.A. Nothing was ever going to happen between them.
Still, she found herself sliding into their DMs just before going to get her hair done. Nothing too I’ll-stab-you-and-keep-your-body-in-the-basement but like casual. Maybe a little flirty. They didn’t seem like they had a girlfriend.
What she ended up messaging was “hi Billie! You don’t know me but I love your jeans where did you get them from ☺️”
Smooth Stevie. Very smooth.
She couldn’t even talk to her hairdresser during her hair appointment because she was so embarrassed by what she’d done. A small part of her genuinely considered setting her phone on fire until she checked it again after her highlights were in.
Incredibly surprisingly to Stevie, Billie responded and not even that, responded very positively indeed.
It was all Hey pretty girl and smirking emojis and I got my jeans from this underground thrift store or whatever and Stevie didn’t exactly take any of the information in because she was so incredibly flustered.
If she flattered herself, Stevie knew she was pretty. She knew she had big eyes and glossy hair and full lips which usually led to a line of guys queuing up for a shot. Billie wasn’t like any of those frat guys she was used to or the pretentious hipsters she’d dated later on in college. If there was chasing that was going to be done, Stevie was going to have to do it herself.
A gratifying squirm started in her gut the next day, when she realised that Billy had followed her back. Stevie may have been far too chickenshit to actually message her back but still. Progress was progress.
They danced around talking for a bit. Billie always liked her stories but there was never actually any flirting. Just a palpable tension. Something waiting to begin.
Stevie was not a patient woman. So she decided to push it forward a little.
Posting a thirst trap wasn’t something Stevie had done since she was bored during lockdown but how hard could it be? It had to be like riding a bike or some shit. So she just uploaded a couple of pictures, no overthinking it.
After deleting about thirty different messages from guys, all of whom were being creeps in different ways, Stevie finally got to the message she hoped she’d get from Billie. For all the anxiety leading up to it, the actual content was remarkably short.
Cute 💖😙
Robin picked up after the third ring. Judging by the time of her voice, Stevie had definitely woken her up from a nap. Whoops.
“What the fuck is it dingus?” Ouch.
Stevie tried to answer without sounding like an absolute moron.
“Robin how do you know if a lesbian is flirting with you?”
The long silence indicated to Stevie that she’d absolutely sounded like a moron.
“What did she say dingus?”
Stevie told her then she hung up. Which seemed harsh.
Billie messaged again the following day. Again it was brief.
Sorry if I misread. I’ll leave you alone now.
Stevie had never scrambled to reply to a message as fast in her life. Begging Billie not to leave, she wasn’t very good at this type of flirting but she wanted to try.
Billie seemed a lot less bummed after that. And much flirtier. They’d explained about their ocd, the constant fear of being creepy or a bad person stopping her from messaging Stevie more. But now that they were talking they could try. If Stevie wanted.
Stevie did want. She wanted very much.
And when finally visited Billy one person about five months later and they were doing dumb first date stuff, being in love, she thought that was a pretty good story to tell their grandkids about how they’d met.
Embarrassing. But good.
@shieldofiron @dragonflylady77 @oopsiedaisiesbaby @thatgirlwithasquid @robthegoodfellow
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hey! I had an idea how the HL characters would react if they saw that F!MC had abs.
F!MC would be all teasing and flirting at the same time.
Ominis would have felt it the most because he would have to feel it to see it.
Professor Fig would definitely think about his younger years. ( proud father )
HLC REACT TO MUSCULAR F!MC
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Due to the modest dress code of the time period, MC did not have many opportunities to display her muscles publicly. However, when it was just her and her companion in the middle of the woods and she needed to retrieve something from the bottom of a small lake, she sure as hell wasn't diving in wearing three layers of clothes.
SEBASTIAN SALLOW: He arches an eyebrow as MC suddenly disrobes. "Merlin's beard, woman. If you wanted it that bad, all you had to do was say so." He laughs at MC's glare of indignation. The tone of MC's muscles is quite unexpected, but not entirely surprising. He's been traveling around the valley with them for a while and he's seen them toss enemies around without magic. He's a tiny bit jealous, honestly.
OMINIS GAUNT: "What are you doing?" All he can detect Is that MC is shuffling around in place. He doesn't put two and two together until they jump into the water. They were naked, or nearly so. Oh dear. Thoughts of their body invade his mind and he blushes furiously, trying to shoo them away. They've given him many a strong hug and he can't help but wonder what it would be like to feel their body after they come out of the water.
ANNE SALLOW: "Merlin's beard!" She quickly covers her eyes. "Kindly give me some warning, would you?" Her words may come out a bit sharper than she intends, but it's not out of disgust. No, it's the opposite. MC's body is very lovely and tempting but she doesn't want to be rude with staring. She peeks just before MC dives in.
IMELDA REYES: "Showing off, are you?" She snidely comments as her eyes elevator across MC. When MC confidently smiles and winks back at her, she flushes red and looks away. "My abs are better..." She mutters to herself.
NATSAI ONAI: "Oh, wow." She's transfixed. She always knew MC was strong in the figurative sense, but she had no idea how well it translated literally. MC looked like she could pull a carriage single-handed. If MC teases, she gets all giggly and too hot to wear her own robe.
GARRETH WEASLEY: Once he gets over the shock that MC is half naked in front of him, uppies. Doesn't matter how tall MC is. He wants uppies. MC looks like they could throw him in that lake if they wanted to. He is a happy man in the arms of a strong woman. Take care of him and he is the most loyal of golden retriever boyfriends.
LEANDER PREWETT: Nearly screams when MC starts stripping. He turns away and refuses to turn around. What would his mother say if she knew he saw a girl so undressed? It's indecent! It's scandalous! It's.... it's tempting. He can still see their reflection in the water. His face is as red as his hair. MC was going to be the death of him.
AMIT THAKKAR: His hand flies up to the side of his head to block MC from sight. "What are you-!?" His breathing hitched as more and more clothing piled on the shore. How was MC so calm about this? His heart was going mad. When they resurface, he helps them back to shore, but tries to keep his eyes shut. When they kiss his cheek in thanks for being such a gentleman, his eyes fly open in shock and he takes them in. They're the very depiction of beauty.
EVERETT CLOPTON: Surprisingly chill about the whole thing. He catches every article of clothing thrown at him so MC's robes don't sit in the dirt, and waits patiently for them to resurface with whatever they were trying to retrieve from the bottom of the lake. See, he's being smart. The less of a deal he makes about it, he figures the more comfortable MC will be about doing this in the future. Therefore, he will see more of that lovely body of theirs. Big brain.
POPPY SWEETING: She is staring unabashedly. Muscle Mommy may not be a term in the 1890s, but she's about to invent it. She has heart eyes. She might be drooling. Tease her and she might just faint.
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cheesecakeluvrs · 21 hours
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Why are X-men relationships so messy?
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I want to mostly talk about Jean and Scott and Rogue and Gambit since the internet is getting mad at everyone in those four (except for Gambit)
Now the main reason these relationships are so messy is that it’s Marvel comics, hard to find someone thing not messy. They need an interesting story and they most definitely go the lengths to get exactly that
But I feel like another big reason is due to the isolation of mutants. They have not been able to go out and experience relationships to learn and grow
Now Jean and Scott have been together for a long time. Their romance started there day they first met and has since been going strong… well kinda. Both Scott and Jean have not dated other people and had the opportunity to grow for each other. Most relationships take the experience of past ones and use them to grow. While I can’t say the amount of drama is usual for people who have only been with the same person some of it makes sense when you put it in the marvel comics lens. I’m these ‘97 episodes Scott and Jean have been tested due to their immaturity when it comes to romance. While it could end any way I do still have hope for the two and believe that they will be able to overcome this because they are both very much in the wrong
Now I have talked A LOT about Rogue and Gambit but the more people I see talking smack about Rogue and calling her a “bop” the more I need to defend them. Now Gambit has definitely had much more experience when it comes to romance compared to Rogue and I feel like that’s where a lot of his understanding for her comes from. Unlike a lot of people on the internet he is able to be patient with her until she is able to understand her own feelings. While he would like to have a relationship with her he does understand the struggle that she is going through. Now that’s not to say Gambit is completely not in the wrong because his flirting in the original was just more reminders that she is not able to touch the man she loves. Now when it comes to Rogue she has the romantic maturity of a thirteen year old girl. I’m not even saying that as an insult she just hasn’t experienced a proper relationship since she was thirteen. We see her flirt with others but when it comes to an actual relationship that’s where we see her struggle in ‘97. Her whole world has revolved around not touching people and since she hasn’t gone out and been with people due to her thinking that she can’t be in a relationship without touching someone she hasn’t been able to learn that that’s not what a relationship is about. The only way she is able to learn that she doesn’t need this is if she has it… and of course that’s where Magneto and the dance comes in.
Now moving onto Magneto I mentioned this a little in my post about how toxic Rogue and his relationship is but it definitely feels like he’s taking advantage of Rogues romantic immaturity. Unlike Gambit he never tries to show her that there is more to a relationship than just intimacy he is just using the fact that she is so desperate for intimacy to get with her
I don’t know what my thing is with making a post right before a new episode comes out but it’s about Storm and Forge so maybe I’ll write something tomorrow morning
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i can co-exist with davesport but it just makes me sad bc imagine how Dee would've felt if she saw it (pre-dsaf 3),
like ur brother is kissing ur murderer and shit
BUT you dont have a say in it or any right to even speak up about it in the first place
imagine how betrayed she must've felt
- dee's scarf
Y'see, that's a really good observation there, Dee's Scarf! Actually, it's one of the reasons I enjoy davesport. I'm not crazy about it in the mushy-gushy lovey aspect, but rather in the tragedy. Of the betrayal and dissapointment you must feel in yourself knowing that you're in love with the same person who ruined your life and denied your sister one entirely.
Dee's reaction, if they ever started dating, would definitely be a negative one. she seems to have a relatively playful relationship with Dave in the flipside, but I doubt that she wouldn't at least be a little hurt. A lot hurt, probably. I mean, she saw that Dave wanted to be a good person.. at least, now he does.
But you can't really let go of a grudge against your murderer, can you. especially since Dee is shown to be an avid grudge holder.
Jack would never, ever want to hurt dee. Even the most vile, wreched, selfish Jack Kennedy is still plagued with nightmares of the time he could not save her. He tries so hard during their fight to prevent her from getting hurt. He persisted after death as Blackjack just to avenge what was taken from him. Who he could not see again.
Point is, Jack wouldn't want to outright get together with Dave, because that would hurt Dee. Even if she didn't care, the preconceived notion that she WOULD care might drive Jack away from ever confessing or trying to advance his relationship with Dave.
This is also in part to why I think Dave and Jack have such an ambiguous relationship in the series.
They constantly flirt, were implied to canonically slept in the same bed together in vegas (despite the text ALSO implying they had at least two beds), but still never say anything about it.
I feel like, even though their relationship is definitely more than just regular ol' pals, Jack would be hesitant to make it official because of the fact that he knows Dave killed Dee.
- The Real Fredbear Anon
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so i js finished re-reading biker!san with a friend n we NEED to know if san plays w reader or not
could you give a brief summarisation of how their story ends (or possibly a pt.2 👀)?
ahaha i read it again and i don't think i can do a full oneshot but what about a scenario? 👀
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badboybiker!san x photographer!reader: (pt 1 here)
[recap: you're a photographer trying to get a shot of the golden hour for a little competition when a stranger offers to help you in any way he can. since he's a biker, you think his silhouette would make for a perfect shot and you ask him to model for you. you promise to treat him if you win some prize and he accepts on the condition that he let you take around on his bike. when he tells you his name- choi san- you recognise him as the 'bad boy' of the neighbourhood. even knowing that you should avoid him, you can't resist his charms and get familiar with him thru texts. you take him to the dinner and he gives you a ride home and when you mention that you would like to take a shot of the river next time, he asks if he can tag along- as an 'assistant'. you smile in answer]
one thing about choi san is that he knows how to get his way.
in the past few weeks, you learned a few facts about him- that his bike is his baby and no one can touch it without his permission, that only a selected few get to ride on it (which makes you wonder how you got into that list so quickly) and that he is a very fun person to be around. he has manners, he definitely knows how to treat a woman and he might be a little too good at it.
what you also learned from your friends was that he was the notorious playboy of the town, rumoured to have broken the hearts of many and having a repute for getting into fights, being involved with the wrong company and whatnot. you told yourself that these are just 'rumours' because what you heard is very different from what you've seen firsthand.
though... he is a flirt, whether intentional or not. you've convinced yourself that you wouldn't become another woman on his list if he is that sort of a person, that it is possible for the two of you to be 'just friends', however loose the definition might be.
because if you were just friends, you wouldn't be getting excited whenever you heard the buzzing of your phone around midnight. if you were just friends, you wouldn't feel disappointed to see someone else texted you or you wouldn't be disappointed if he didn't reply within a few hours. if you were just friends, your heart wouldn't skip a beat every time you saw that beautifully sculpted face of his with those dark tendrils of hair falling on his forehead, messed up from his helmet. you wouldn't be shy when you wrapped your arms around his toned, strong waist when on the bike or when you grabbed his muscular arms, realising just how broad he was. you wouldn't want him to continue teasing you, smiling at you, tucking your hair back so casually or leaning in to whisper things in your ears with that goddamned smile of his- even when the two of you were alone.
the thing was... that he caught your eye and now you couldn't get him out of your head. he claimed to be obsessed with you these days because you were funny and made him laugh like no one else, because you were natural and didn't feel like you were putting up a fake persona in his presence, because he could always talk about anything that weighed on his mind without any judgement. you told him you'd heard things about him and he asked you if you believed them.
"if there was any truth to it, you wouldn't be a completely different person from what i've heard."
but he was. and he felt so fucking guilty about hiding it from you. when you spotted a bruised lip and a cut on his cheekbone, you attended to him without questions. you believed him when he lied and told you that he had a little fall from his bike (he had a fight, actually) and he let you scold him for not being careful. when you worriedly scanned his body for other signs of injuries, he let your hands travel all over his body. and when he held your wrists to stop you because he couldn't take it anymore, he convinced himself that it really wasn't different with you, that he really only wanted to ruin you because he was so tempted by your naivety, that you would soon be one of the women he had played with. he kissed your wrist while repeating that mantra, watching your lips part in surprise.
that night, he tried to reason with himself. you were too good a person to lose by his foolish antics. you were a keeper, you were precious and if he made a foolish mistake, he would forever regret it.
that doesn't stop him from treading on dangerous lines. and he could blame you for initiating it, blame you for kissing him first and involving yourself with him when the phone in his pocket was still buzzing with texts he never responded to, with the number of people that either wanted to fuck him up or fuck him.
and you... you would blame yourself too. because how could you hold back? how could you not give in and simply kiss the boy who sat on the riverside beside you, talking with you as if you both had nowhere else to be? how could you not hold his handsome face and kiss his plump lips when he told you how much you meant to him and how he was afraid that he would make a mistake?
if he was afraid of making a mistake, then you would in his stead. all you wanted was to be with him, to not be held back by the rumours or the warnings of your friends, to listen to your heart for once, no matter how foolish that may be. so when he looked at you with those eyes, looking like a stray cat that just needed a little love, someone who would tend to him... all the hesitation left your body as you held his face and kissed his lips, the sound of the river and the wind soothing your nerves. he didn't kiss you back. you drew away- had you really made an irreversible mistake-
"you don't know what you're getting yourself into."
that voice. that voice that you only heard when he talked about himself- his warning voice.
"why don't you show me then? what am i getting into?"
and that was the final push for san- his vision almost blackened for a second as desire crept through every nerve in his body and he crashed his lips on yours, earning a surprised groan from you. soon, you were kissing him back and moulding your body to his, letting your arms snake around his neck while his hands traced every part of your body, determined to not leave a single place untouched. the way he kissed was all-consuming- rushed, desperate, passionate and needy. when you broke contact for air, he started littering kisses all over your face, trailing from your jaw to your neck-
"san- sannie. we have all the time in the world."
that prompted him to pause- and perhaps, you shouldn't have stopped him when his lips were attached to your neck because he simply switched his speed, gently kissing and sucking into the crevice of your neck, making you arch your back. he held your body flush to his, gripping your thigh and shifting you so that you were almost in his lap, all the while continuing with his administrations. you took that chance to let your hands creep up his neck, hold him and caress his hair- those soft hair you always wanted to touch. you kissed his temple while he continued to kiss your neck, only drawing away when he was satisfied, grinning at the sight of the bruising spot.
you, however, didn't feel like grinning back, not when you were too absorbed in the overwhelming feeling of your heightened senses. not when your stomach flipped uncontrollably. not when your hands, off their own accord, traced his toned chest, sliding down to his stomach to hold his waist and look at him.
"i want you."
san felt his heart sink- what had he done-
"i want you. all of you. not just your kisses and your body, but your heart, choi san. i want your heart."
did he think that he would ruin you? yes.
but did he, for a short second, perhaps a moment of enlightenment, think that you would ruin him?
absolutely. and he should have known better than to kiss you in answer.
he should have known better than to take you home that night.
he should have known better than to accept your invitation inside your house because no one was home.
he should have known better than to accept everything you offered him in the spur of the moment.
and he should have known better because once he got a taste of you... he couldn't stop.
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Can I ask you, as someone else who seems to be more of a cat guy, your experiences with Truffle? I’m considering a Spoo for my next dog and am trying to get a feel for whether or not one would work for me (and my cat guy spouse). I’m mostly wondering about energy levels because someone saying “moderate energy” or “high energy” doesn’t give me a whole of expectations as to how much and how intense exercise I’d be looking at to keep the dog satisfied which is important living in an apartment with a cat. I really like the trainability of the poodle and work in grooming so even if I didn’t want to do it myself, I have trusted people to do it for me so that’s no issue. I mainly want a companion I can take on hikes and to restaurants/brewpubs on the weekends who won’t eat my other pets. Just trying to gather as much perspective as possible before jumping in :)
Honestly I think spoos are the world's most perfect dog. I'm only a little biased in this absolute concrete fact. I'm not sure I could have any other breed of dog at this point.
I think Truffle is a medium energy dog. He's fairly active; we used to go on five mile hikes three days a week, but have since petered down to 1.5-2. On days we don't hike, we usually play fetch or flirt pole for like 30 minutes.
He also loves days where he does absolutely nothing, which really highlights my next point:
I don't think energy levels are as important in a dog as a good off switch is. Even if we've done absolutely nothing, Truffle won't tear up my house or try to eat my cats. I think a lot of this is just genetic, tbh. I looked specifically for breeders who titled their dogs for obedience and agility AND raised their dogs in their home because I wanted a dog that was smart, healthy, and had a good, solid basis for home living. A few dogs in Truffle's pedigree have hunting titles as well, but there's not really much of a delineation between hunting lines and show lines in poodles.
Mental exercise plays a much bigger role than physical exercise. We train daily for around 30-40 minutes--- I think that's a bigger requirement than just physical exercise. It's definitely something he's way more into and tends to tire him out more.
He's not a super cuddly dog. He likes to be BY me, but not ON me. This is great for me because I get touched-out easily, especially by a large dog. He's just unobtrusive, which was ideal for a service dog. He's not running around trying to be everyone's friend. He's just aloof towards strangers.
TBH the biggest issue I have with standard poodles is their tendency towards pickiness about food. Truffle's on a vet prescription diet due to stone formation and it can be a fucking pain to get him to eat sometimes. I've recently found a new hack (he really loves pumpkin) but I know in my heart that it's going to lose efficacy at some point and I'll have to try something new.
Like i said, I think he's the perfect dog for me. He's happy to go out on a hike and look for cool lizards, but he's equally happy to curl up on the couch and snooze as long as he also gets to do some trick training. He's very chill with the cats and treats strangers as a curiosity rather than a compulsion. He's a lovebug without being overly cuddly and needy.
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The hearts don't mean he is in love with no one. The problem with English is how vague of the word love is in his meaning. It envolves different kinds of caring in one single word. But I'll try to express here what I mean.
He cares, as a person, about everyone. This is a basic level of love that he haves towards everybody. He doesn't want anyone to actually die, that's what I mean. He doesn't necesarily cares about someone, but he loves them enough to not want them to die.
He starts befriending someone and gets to know it. He starts liking things about them and disliking others. He starts loving this people in another way, we'll call it liking. This is more a get-to-know phase he doesn't always like. The less he knows, the less reasons to get attached get attached he has. I think this are the kind of love the hearts show in the image. He has to make sure to keep a balance between how much he loves and how much he let's himself be loved. He doesn't want to have misunderstandings. He is in constant fear of "what if I made them love me more and they care more?"
And then it comes the deeply care that love is in the non-romantic way. This care a (good) parent has for his babies. The love that makes people suffer emotionally in an absolute different way from what it could be a heartbreak or a misunderstanding between friends. If something happens to the loved one, the pain is unbearable. It's one of the worst things rhat can happen. And Chilchuck knows this, he is father of three daughters, and his wife left him. She left, he knows the pain it is to come home and find it empty when there should be someone. He knows the guilt it comes with failing those loved ones. The shame. He doesn't like being this vulnerable. This love makes him suffer like no other does. So he is very very carefull of how much he allows himself to care about someone so he won't get to love like this.
He draws a line between work and private life because his private life envolves love and deep care, and he doesn't want to love nor care like this for people who's job is to constantly risk their lifes. He doesn't want to feel the anguish, he doesn't want to feel the loneliness it will come after the unenviable separation of the party.
He tries his best to not get attached to people. To not let people get attached to him. But he fails. He fails and falls downstairs with a whole drum set.
He can't help but to care about this people. He can't help but to love this people he's been living with the past few weeks in the risking of their lifes. He tells himself he's doing this for money and that he doesn't care, but he does.
Those hearts don't mean anything other than him caring about them. He cares about Senshi. He cares about Marcille. He cares about Laios. About Itsuzumi. About Namari. He cares in a way that hurts. He loves this people. He doesn't want to even imagine a world in where they are gone, or suffering, or in problems. They're his friends, they're something he, unwillingly, accepts as family.
He cares about Falin and Mickbell because he doesn't want them dead. He doesn't feel any anguish toward if they do or not get hurt after they're out of his sight. Sure, he cares, but he can live without thinking about them the rest of his days. It doesn't happen like that with Laios. He can't just simply let Laios go and follow Fallin just after he recover consciousness from a punch in the gut. Was it Mickbell, he would let him if he really didn't wanted. But Laios didn't wanted to sit and wait, and he had to care. He had to verbalize to himself that he cared. He had to let them know, so they would act accordingly. So they won't get themselves killed like idiots.
He doesn't want others to fall in romantic love with him. He doesn't feel romantic love towards anyone either. He isn't the man for this kind of love. He is, in fact, afraid of it. He doesn't want to fall in love, because he's still in love with his wife. She left him because he was negligent. But since when has this become the definitive stop for love? Chilchuck knows his wife is angry at him, and she has all the reason to be so! His husband, the one she loved and cared for, gets himself in dangerous situations, treats his body poorly and almost never is home. She loves him, and it hurts her to love like this, so she leaves. Like this she won't have to look at him get himself mistreated like he does. She would have the pull in her's stomach that tells her that he could be in great danger, that she could become a widow, but she tries to calm it with his daughter's mail to him. He could never. He can't imagine a world in wich they cease to exist. A world without his wife, even if she distanced herself, without his daughters, would be a world worthless of living. He knows this. Because he cares and he loves in such a deep level that he is scared of loving anyone else like this. To become so vulnerable to emotion. This vulnerable to something bad happening.
The fact that he is so afraid of loosing his wife, even after she left him, says a lot. He still cares about her. He is still in love with her. He wants to go back to what it was before, but he can't and he know its his fault. And he respects his wife's distance because he loves her. Now, he doesn't love her in the movie way, he isnt in love like a teenager would to his first girlfriend, he doesn't want to kiss her, or hug her, or be by her side at all moments of the day. He loves her. He cares about her deeply, deeply enough that he doesn't need to be by her side to care, to love. He also respects her. He can survive without her because he knows she's better with his daughter. For sure he wants to hug, kiss and be by the side of this person he loves, it would be ideal, but he can survive without thinking about it too much. It's just like with his daughters. They're all adults that now live far from him. And he is ok with it now. He sends mail and recieves mail, and even if he misses greatly, he can manage not to think about it. Because he knows she is allright. Because he knows he fucked up. He doesn't know where he fuked up, but for his wife to leave him, at least he knows he did. They never talked about it, because they both seem to have a problem in expressing themselves. She fell into a bad mood and then she disappeared. The amount of pain he must have felt it's... let's say it's quite big.
He keeps his guard up. He doesn't want to love deeply anyone. He doesn't want to feel the emptiness, the hurt, that comes after someone so dear leaves. He knows for a fact he'll be leaving this people. He knows that they could die. If he loves, it will hurt in a way nothing else hurts. He will miss. He doesn't like missing people he cares like this. This is why he doesn't want to love. This is why he doesn't want to be loved. This is why those hearts that are almost full are his main source of concern. This is why he makes the effort to keep this feelings at bay, to love only in the friendly way and with extreme caution.
But he can't controll his own love. And he ends up caring more and more about these people. He slowly makes him a part of the dangerous love zone that family means. He is afraid to confuse someone about his feelings towards them, so he still tries to maintain distance with his abusive remarks, but this only works so far. He loves and is loved. And because of this he will suffer.
I... I extended myself a bit I see...
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mustlovesteve · 4 months
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i wanted to be done writing fanfiction for a while after LATBG, just leisurely working on the sequel miniseries, but now i have Ideas about a S3 St/eddie AU that doesn't take away much from any platonic St/obin scenes...
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