#he may be completely clueless when it comes to flirting

[gyutaro-shabana-upper6]

𝐓𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫 𝐆𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

Thanks so much for 500 followers! To celebrate I'll be writing some headcanons specifically for this version of Gyutaro. Most of these headcanons will be relationship headcanons since that's what his simps enjoy the most. This will be Gyutaro x gn!reader. SFW headcanons will be first, and the NSFW headcanons will be below it separated and marked as 18+. I hope you enjoy these special headcanons! And if you ever want more writing for tumblr Gyutaro, feel free to ask me here or on my main page ˚˳♡

𝐒𝐅𝐖 ꒦‧₊ ꒷

Gyutaro is weird. He isn't just your typical guy. I feel like first I need to establish why this man is so fucking weird.

At first things were normal. He was completely "canon" until his sister convinced him to join tumblr to meet his simps. After that, things changed for him. He was meeting new people and trying new things. It was the first time he did something on his own, before this all he did was kill, eat, repeat.

He had almost no social skills and didn't know how to function properly in this new environment. He's 126 years old, but it was like he was an infant again, and he felt lost and clueless. The only thing he had to teach him how to behave around people was tumblr. Can you imagine an infant being taught social interaction by tumblr? Yeah, and you wonder why he's so weird.

Not to mention the first person who he really trusted to show him the ropes and take him under their wing. Driptaro. Who else would Gyutaro trust more than himself? Another version of himself of course! And that's how their bromance started. Most of Gyutaro's relationship knowledge he learned from Driptaro too.

Since joining tumblr Gyutaro has had his fair share of relationships. And man, is it difficult to be in a relationship with him. Especially if you're a human.

Getting into a relationship with him is hard enough, because he rarely catches feelings. Most the people that show interest in him are just straight up thirsty for him, and that can push him away. He'll just label them as another thirsty simp like everyone else. Since so many people are flirting with him and trying to get with him, it's very rare that he would develop feelings for someone.

But if you do things right he'd fall for you. He'll deny it but he really wants to be loved.

If you're able to get into a relationship with him it's going to be difficult. He may be a cool guy but let's not forget that he's still Gyutaro. And he can be an asshole sometimes. You'll need to be extremely patient with him if you want things to work. Even one fight could end it for good. His anger gets the best of him sometimes and if he gets pissed off enough, he'll just end things and pretend he never cared about you in the first place.

Never tell him what to do. Especially if you're a human. He'd snap and blow up at you for thinking you have authority over him. He's upper moon 6, no human has the right to tell him what to do. The only people who are allowed to do so are Daki, Muzan, and maybe some of the upper moons.

If you're a human, he's going to think he has all of the authority. He thinks you're just a silly human, and you need to listen to him because he knows what's good for you. He thinks he's actually protecting you by doing this.

He prefers dating humans because they're weak. Gyutaro may be "ugly" but he knows that he's strong. And nothing makes him feel more fulfilled than being able to protect someone he cares about. He wants his partner to come to him for comfort and protection. That'd make him feel so happy.

Not to mention he's a bit of a yandere, though he HATES being called a yandere. This side of him really only comes out if he really is falling for someone.

He has a lot of flaws when it comes to relationships but he has a lot of great qualities too. Like he's honestly a sweetheart. He'll take you on romantic dates, bring you gifts, and tell you cheesy jokes so he can hear your cute laugh.

When you're around he'll be a blushing mess. Always wanting to be close to you and taking care of you. He'll never admit it, but he falls in love quickly. All he really wants is to be loved.

His favorite thing is cuddling. If you were his partner he'd cuddle you all day in his bed. And when you try to leave he'd hold you tighter and beg you not to go. You'd have to pry his heavy body off of you as he pouts and lays on top of you, trying to get you to stay.

He craves the love that a relationship brings, but at this point he doesn't believe he'll ever get it. He's had his fair share of heartbreak and he thinks he doesn't deserve love. Since everyone just cares about his eggplant he thinks that that's all he's good for.

He thinks he isn't cut out for love, and that the only way he can get affection is through hookups. It makes him really sad because he wants a partner, but he believes he doesn't deserve that.

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 ꒦‧₊ ꒷

When Gyutaro first came to tumblr, he wanted nothing to do with sex. He had lived for so long convincing himself that it was something he could never have, so he also convinced himself that he hated it.

But in reality it's something he really enjoys. He only learned that when Driptaro taught him about sex and told him how awesome it was. Only then was he willing to give it a shot. After trying it for himself, he found out it was actually pretty fun and something he wouldn't mind doing again.

Since people throw themselves at him all the time, it's not surprising that he's had a few sexual partners. But by no means does he want to hook up with all of his simps, sometimes things just happen you know? He's mostly done it with people he had romantic feelings for, but he has had a few hookups with people he barely knew. He's slept with women, men, humans, and demons in the past. So he knows what he's doing.

He much prefers to have sex with someone he's in a relationship with though. But if he isn't in a relationship he's ok with hooking up too. Especially if he's had a rough day and is feeling bad about himself. He'll do anything for some affection to drown the pain. This is when he's most likely to have the casual hookup.

But he really enjoys that intimacy, and the feeling of love he gets from having sex with someone he loves. Honestly, if you date him he may try to do it all day with you. His stamina is infinite so he could literally go forever.

He can be pretty rough. And we all know he's big downstairs too. So if you ever sleep with him, it's something you'll never forget.

He really does try to be gentle though, especially if he's with a human. He'll go slow and ask you if you're ok. Soft moans leaving his lips as he slowly thrusts into you while holding your hand.

He's definitely more dominant in the bedroom. He'll be a sweetheart and take things slow for you, but at the same time he'll be holding your hips and bouncing you on his cock.

He loves to just pick you up and do as he pleases with you. With your okay of course. Consent is very important to him.

Gyutaro has a very high libido, if you're in a relationship with him you'll never have to worry about a boring sex life.

Touch him below his belly button and he'll instantly get hard. That spot is sensitive and being touched there is an instant turn on for him.

He quickly gets overwhelmed by pleasure when he has sex. His cheeks will be red, sweat dripping down his temple, as he's moaning loudly and pounding into you. His hip bones slamming into you as his thrusts get harder and harder.

The chances of him filling you up with his cum are very high. This man's pull out game is weak. He just gets so overwhelmed that he's not able to use his brain and his cock at the same time. Everything within him is telling him to cum inside of you, and that's exactly what he's going to do.

Afterwards he's going to spoil you and treat you like royalty. You'll most likely be too fucked silly afterwards to clean yourself up anyways. He'll pick you up and carry you to the bathroom to clean you up, he may even run a warm bath for you. And afterwards he'll tuck you into bed and hold you in his arms.

He's going to watch you sleep for a while before he falls asleep too. He'll just sit there thinking about how much he loves you and how happy he is to have found someone like you.

Gyutaro just wants to have a partner who loves him for who he is and not just because they want his dick. If he can find someone like that, then trust me, they'll get plenty of it.

He gets in his head a lot though. And right now he thinks he's not cut out for love. But even if he's convinced of it, we all know it's not true. And that Gyutaro has the ability to be a phenomenal boyfriend if he found the right person.

#gyutaro #gyutaro shabana #gyutaro x reader #gyutaro x y/n #kny x reader #demon slayer x reader #kny rp #follower milestone

[avelera]

I still laugh rereading comments for Giving Sanctuary that are agonizing over the slow burn. And I completely get it, the actual amount of time passing in the story is secondary to the amount of time the reader spends in the story. It doesn’t matter that something only takes an hour in universe if it’s a 100,000 words to cover it.

… at the same time though, like, if I had put the date at the top of each chapter I wonder if it would be clearer to people how much of a relationship speedrun Dream and Hob are in that fic?

The continuous time from when Dream invites Hob to when they confess to one another is ONE WEEK. One week! It gets stretched out artificially to 5 weeks because of Destiny, but even that is only for one half of the pair, it’s still only 1 week for Dream. They are completely unhinged for each other lol.

And this part may sound a bit overly defensive but I think the amount of time from when they both knew their own feelings, both had pretty good evidence that the other might be interested too, AND they weren’t actively dealing with either 1) literally getting Hob settled after literal decades of traumatizing years on the streets or 2) actively dealing with mourning their sons either through dream flashback or the trip to Naxos (including its immediate grief hangover for Dream, because being like “Yeah I know you just ripped open the wound of your sons death to allow it to finally heal YESTERDAY but like… do you like me? As more than a friend??” Is just objectively imo the teeniest bit insensitive and something Hob is painfully aware of having just gone through it himself? Dream doesn’t pop the question after Hob’s ordeal either) … is quite literally ONE DAY.

Like literally, Hob goes home with Dream June 7th, they do the Robyn thing June 8, June 9 Dream says he wants to go to Naxos, June 10 they actually go, June 11 Jessamy appears and it’s a recovery day, June 12 Hob considers telling him but wants to wait until Dream isn’t pissed off about Destiny’s pestering and his own libido comes back which throws him for a loop and makes him anxious about dealing with the physical side of things in the midst of all the emotional stuff and that night going into June 13, Dream offers Hob the boon, more or less hoping that Hob will use it for something romantic between them or, failing that, just something that makes him happy. Dream is not clueless as of June 13, he’s 90% sure Hob is into him, they’ve had a couple days since Naxos so it’s not actively inappropriate to have the discussion, Dream is scrupulously careful of the power imbalance and wants Hob to make the first move before he makes his own feelings known in a way that could feel like pressure or Hob is beholden to him, since Hob openly voices a sense of inferiority and owing fealty.

Meanwhile Hob has screwed his courage to the sticking place, he’s ready to take the advice of Calliope, he’s got the boon and plans to use it as an escape hatch if it all goes poorly (basically as Dream intended btw! Dream sensed that something about the power imbalance was holding Hob back and he didn’t know HOW Hob would use the boon but wanted to give him an “one time use of Endless-level power” in the hopes that it might put Hob at ease and maybe even nudge him towards revealing his heart’s desire and maybe that would include Dream).

Literally that NIGHT, Hob was resolved to pose the question in the morning after a day of agonizing. Dream sensed the next morning was going to be significant and was flirting like crazy to give the “all systems go” signal to Hob that whatever he said would be welcome but Dream was PRETTY SURE he knew and wholly welcomed the advances.

Indeed, that was a huge part of why when Hob had the sex dream (courtesy of the proximity and everything that happened that day with the flirting plus his body coming back online after some time to recover its strength) Dream enthusiastically joined in. In his mind, Hob had pretty heavily implied that the next day he was going to ask to court Dream (or equivalent) so his reaching out in his dreams sexually was pretty much the same thing and Dream took it, perhaps incorrectly, as the signal he needed of Hob’s interest so he could finally pounce with his own enthusiastic consent. Dream is not a being of words, ironically. He thought Hob’s actions were pretty clear and he made very clear that he was excited and willing with this turn of events, basically “Yes! Finally!”

(Btw plenty of people picked up on this lol I’m not saying this went over people’s heads.)

The break down of communication was that Hob had his very careful, courtly, CHASTE proposal he wanted to tentatively put forth the other day, absolutely terrified he’d misread the situation or that Calliope had deliberately set him up to fail out of spite, or any other number of ways it could go wrong like—even if things had gone as planned he was going to be TERRIFIED to ask if maybe he was reading the signals right and Dream really had been flirting for the past 5-6 DAYS and if so that Hob was interested in earning Dream’s love in any way he’d be allowed. He was going to be CAREFUL and POETIC and RESPECTFUL and very ready to backpedal and use the boon if necessary to ask Dream not to be mad at him for presuming to know his mind.

So to wake up having had a vivid sex dream and be confronted with evidence that he lost control of himself in the night and basically assaulted or at least dirtied his friend in the most embarrassing way possible, all the physical stuff he would have been petrified to presume before he got the chance to be all courtly and poetic about his feelings, sent him into an absolute tailspin of fear that he’d fucked it up before he had the chance to get it right or slowly introduce the idea of adding a more romantic side to their relationship.

(Gosh now I want to write an AU of an AU where things did go as Hob planned lol)

So Hob has his freak out. Without Destiny’s shenanigans and without Dream also freaking out and potentially mind wiping Hob by accident in an effort to grant him what he apparently wanted which was to forget it ever happened… Dream and Hob probably would have reconvened the next day once they both calmed down and had a chance to think about what happened and realize there might have been misunderstandings (most likely because of Jessamy bonking Dream over the head and telling him to go make sure Hob knew it was actually him in the dream.

Even WITH the dinner though, door to door, that would mean on June 14th, 1 week after the White Horse meeting, they’re officially Together as a couple.

In that light I will say, I personally don’t think Hob was wrong on June 12 to decide to wait until morning after Dream was flirting with him all that day. He wanted to be awake and clear headed with a whole day ahead of them to discuss or patch things up if it went poorly. He was mostly sure he was reading the signals right but the catastrophe and loss in that 1% chance he was wrong was just too terrible to risk late at night after a confusing day. And Dream read that signal loud and clear that Hob was nervous and wanted to clear a space for them to discuss this and was wholly enthusiastic about reconvening once Hob had rested and gathered himself. But Dream was only holding himself back until he got a clear signal of interest from Hob first which he took the sex dream to be because dreams are obviously real to him and there was love permeating the whole thing (hence why Dream was so confused and upset about Hob’s freak out, neglecting to realize Hob’s point of view here of being in a tenuous situation, because Dream was so infatuated himself that it didn’t occur to him that Hob still found him hard to read and feared the consequences of being wrong).

Anyway! I still regret nothing about that sequence lol I love rereading the readers’ tears but I still wanted to defend my timeline and say these guys are totally unhinged and it’s not actually a slow burn at all by any normal human standard it’s like one night where they maybe could have said something sooner and it wouldn’t have been wildly inappropriate.

#dreamling #1689 fic #giving sanctuary #giving sanctuary bts

[a-n-conrad]

MHA General Relationship HCs

For Kirishima, Bakugo, Todoroki, Deku, Dabi, Shigaraki, and Hawks with a gender neutral reader!

[Warnings: Jealousy mentions, murder mentions]

Request: From my request survey (https://forms.gle/FpFyr84gPioVrW1Z9)

Kirishima

Kirishima is the peak himbo boyfriend. And while a lot of people may want that, there are still downsides. 

He gets distracted really easily. If he sees one of his friends while you’re out on a date, you will get dragged along to talk to them. It might derail any other plans you had.

He also just does not pick up on things sometimes. If you get jealous easily, don’t expect him to realize when other people are flirting with him. He’ll just get confused when you get upset.

He does do a lot of the really cute couple stuff for you, though. 

Adorably excited all the time. Kind of like a puppy. Loves to rant to you about all of the cool and exciting things that he did in the day.

He might ask you to help him dye his hair. He can do it himself, he just wants an excuse to spend more time with you.

As much as I want to say that he calls his partner really cute pet names, he absolutely doesn’t. They’re cute in a way, but the nicknames he calls you are just… a little cringe. 

You better get along with his friends, at least a little bit. He loves them so much and he honestly might have a crisis if you don’t like them. 

Fanboys about heroes all the time. Please listen. He might cry if you make fun of him. 

Overall, he’s really sweet, even if he can be a bit clueless.

He wants to be the best partner that he can be. He listens to anything you might ask of him, and even asks for advice from people he thinks are trustworthy.

He definitely gets bad advice sometimes, though. Forgive him, his friends are a bit chaotic. 

Bakugo

Very confusing to date. Bad at expressing emotions. He’s trying his best, though.

He really does try to yell a bit less around you. He doesn’t want to spook you or make you think that he’s a jerk. He doesn’t always succeed, though.

He comes with the chaos of the bakusquad. Mina and Denki love to interfere. They mean well, but they always seem to piss Bakugo off. 

Hates PDA. It just makes him uncomfortable. Part of it is that it makes him look soft, but it also just weirds him out. 

He’s a bit softer with you in private. Not super soft, but definitely sweet enough for you to know that he cares.

He pretends to be all reluctant about it, but cuddles and home cooked meals can be expected. 

Pushes you to do your best. Sometimes it seems a bit mean, but he’ll be nicer about it if he realizes you’re getting stressed out. He’ll even help you study and train if you need him too.

He gives you the same kind of snarky nicknames that he gives everyone else. Something completely unique, but maybe a bit rude. He does have a slightly softer variation of it for when you’re alone, though. 

His partner is one of the few people that can get him to calm down when he’s getting super hot headed. It’s honestly sort of cute. 

He also gets flustered pretty easily when you get affectionate with him, but he tries really hard to hide it. If you catch him blushing, it’s worth any trouble he causes, though.

He’s not going to be completely perfect, but he’ll try his best to show that he cares, even if it’s really hard for him.

Todoroki

He’s a little clueless, but he’s got the spirit.

He doesn’t really know how dating works because he’s a bit behind in the socialization department, but he’s willing to learn.

If there’s any dating custom that’s a really big deal to you, you have to tell him. Point blank. Just explain it to him, and he’ll try his best.

He’ll be willing to do just about anything that you want to do as a date. In fact, he’s really excited about most of them.

He didn’t get to go out and just have fun a lot as a kid, so if you want to help him regain the experiences he missed out on, he would have so much fun.

He gets super sappy and emotional sometimes, but he says all that sappy stuff in such a deadpan voice that it almost confuses you.

At first, he definitely doesn’t do pet names. He just didn’t really realize that was a thing. If you give him one, though, he might give it a try. He’ll have to base it off of what you give him, though.

At one point he wanted to cook something for you (he got the idea from Fuyumi), but unfortunately, he’s really not that good of a cook. It was still sweet, though.

His dad might try to say some shit, but that will be shut down instantly. Shoto death glare is surprisingly effective against Endeavor. It’s entertaining. 

Natsuo and Fuyumi love you. They really like how happy you make him, so they try their best to make you feel welcome despite the family drama that you get swept up in sometimes.

Shoto is a little clueless sometimes, but he really cares and is trying his best to learn how dating works.

Deku

Look. Deku is great. He’s sweet. He cares so much. He’ll be a great hero. However… this boy is not winning any “boyfriend of the year awards”.

You’ll always take second to his dreams of being a hero. Which is fine. You understand, right? It’s important.

And he will worry you so much with all of his reckless bullshit. It takes you full-on sobbing in a hospital room before he even realizes that him getting hurt stresses you out.

Still, he’s so much of a sweetheart that you can’t stay mad at him. Especially when all of his motivations are so selfless. You’ll forgive him for all of his stupid decisions and all he has to do is look at you with those big, sad eyes.

He does try to be a good boyfriend, too. When he can.

He is so sweet and anxious that your comfort is his top priority when you two are together. “Can I hold your hand?” is a question that is stuttered out by him a lot.

He’s so proud of everything that you do and he will make sure that you know it. Expect constant praise. Constant.

He’s also really excited to go on just about any date with you. Not because the activity itself excites him, but just because he really enjoys being around you. 

He will get distracted by anything hero-related, though. Be patient with him. He’ll get back to you eventually, and then you can enjoy your date.

He definitely has a sweet pet name for you. He’s really anxious to say it around other people, though. If you want him to, expect him to stutter it out the first few times. 

His mom loves you instantly. Inko Midoriya saw her son smile at you one time and decided that she would die for you. That’s your new mom. 

Added bonus of getting to see embarrassing little kid pictures (of both Deku and Bakugo).

Overall, he will stress you out. But he cares. So much. Cut him some slack.

Dabi

*Sigh* This bastard… 

Do you want me to say he’s a good boyfriend? He’s not. I’m so sorry. But I think everyone who wants to date him has already accepted that. 

I do think that he cares, though. And it pisses him off. But he can’t seem to help it. He’s still human, after all.

You get a few soft moments with him, usually late at night when he’s getting all reflective. He’ll just sit and talk with you late at night. It’s sad, but it’s also sweet when he lets himself be vulnerable.

He tries his best not to tell too much about his past. It’s rough. Honestly, a part of him still thinks it’s best if you don’t know anything about him. 

He honestly planned on dumping you early on. And then he didn’t. And he’s still trying to convince himself that he’ll do it later. He won’t.

This man is a wanted criminal. Dates are really… not a thing. He does find ways to spend time with you though. 

At least once he brought you to some secluded rooftop late at night. Just to sit and stare at the stars. It was a whole thing. He set up a blanket and brought snacks and shit. He’s not exactly romantic, but he does love to be theatrical.

Calls you so many pet names. “Doll” “Baby/Babe” “Sweetheart”. All of them are meant to tease you, but they’re still cute.

He loves to tease you. Seeing you blush and get all flustered is his favorite thing in the world. But only if he’s the one flustering you.

He’s very protective. He hates when other people get too close to you, and he hates it even more if anyone tries to flirt with you. He’ll make out with you in front of people to prove a point. Don’t test him. (Or do.)

He would kill for you. Completely literally and without hesitation. He cares. Even if he tries to hide it. He cares so much.

He’s not perfect, but no one was expecting that. He cares about you, and that means a lot coming from him. 

Shigaraki

Another bastard, but a different brand. 

Gamer boy. Sad, sad gamer boy. Awkward as hell and kind of a brat. 

He has his issues for sure. He gets mad and snaps at you sometimes. His self care is trash. Like so fucking bad. Sometimes when he’s in a bad mood he just pouts and plays video games all day.

But also, he is a sappy, touch starved bastard and will melt into your cuddles. Play with his hair and he will do just about anything you want him to.

Bad habit of getting super jealous and insecure if someone else hits on you. Might kill them over it. You’re dating a villain. It comes with the territory.

Another wanted criminal, meaning limited date options. The date of choice with him are game/movie nights. Plus snacks and cuddles. 

He’s nervous to touch you sometimes, even if he has gloves to prevent him from accidentally turning you to dust. You have to reassure him that you’re still there and that you aren’t going anywhere.

Obviously, you end up getting introduced to the LOV at some point. Toga is your best friend in an instant. Kurogiri just like that you help Shiggy take care of himself. The rest of the League likes you well enough.

Any pet names he gives you are only for the two of you to hear. But he can be sappy sometimes. And it’s really sweet.

You mean the world to him, even if he doesn’t always know how to show it. He really does want to be a great boyfriend, he just doesn’t really understand emotions well enough to pull it off the way he wants to.

But the effort he puts in is clear in all of the little things that he does with you in mind.

Hawks

Another complicated bastard. Rule of threes, am I right?

Dating Hawks is a mess because he’s a mess. His public image and his real life are so compartmented that it’s hard to keep up sometimes.

There’s no way that you’ll be able to hide your relationship forever, so eventually you’ll have to learn how to deal with the constant press coverage. That might mean learning how to play a character along with him, but at least he’ll feel a bit bad about it.

Spoils the hell out of you in return. He has money. And he doesn’t really need it all for himself. So name a better use for it all than to use it to buy you everything that you could possibly want.

You guys don’t get a lot of outside dates either. You could if you wanted to, but they tend to be exhausting. Instead, you opt for a nice meal at home together and some time to relax.

Make him take care of himself. He doesn’t really “get” why it’s so important aside from maintaining an image. Make him care about more than his appearance. 

Sometimes when he has to leave on long missions, he’ll come back with really nice snacks from wherever he had to go. You get to try all sorts of new stuff. 

He’s so worried for your safety all the time. Lots of anxious texts and calls when he’s away, just checking in to make sure that everything was alright.

He’s a bit of a hypocrite, though. He absolutely will not tell you if anything is going wrong while he’s away. He doesn’t want you to worry.

Stupid bird-pun pet names. They’re so cheesy and awful. He loves them. “Songbird” “Chickadee” They make you roll your eyes every single time.

He understands that the life he lives isn’t easy for a partner to deal with. He honestly never expected to meet someone who would deal with it all for him. But he’s so thankful that he did.

If it really came down to it, he’d do anything for you. Anything. 

#mha x reader #bnha #bnha x reader #mha #hawks x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bnha katsuki bakugou #bakugo #bnha midoriya #mha hawks #deku x reader #bnha deku #kirishima x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki #todoroki #todoroki x reader #bnha dabi x reader #dabi x reader

[rengokuswif3]

INOSUKE but like, what about an s/o whose just pulling bitches left and right bc they're really charming and likable. Reader can be gender neutral and everyone just catches hella feels around them but they aren't aware of their feral boar boyfriend-

The only warning you'd get is: *angry boar noise*

He is completely clueless at first about it. Yeah you’re attractive obviously and he knows that, but he doesn’t realize how desirable you are to everyone else, and how apparently nobody believes he’s the one who caught your eye

Like when someone first flirts with you and all that, it takes him a few minutes to catch on, but once he does he’s either 1. Super pouty or 2. Super jealous and will football tackle the person

They get one and only one warning, and that’s when he huffs through his boar mask, and homie will just charge at them after that if they can’t take the hint

He does get a little worried that you’ll leave him and that translates into anger, so he may start yelling at you even though it’s not you he’s mad at. So you gotta calm him down cause he’s all riled up and angry and ready to fight a bitch

“Inosuke, you have GOT to relax-“

“I DON’T WANT TO RELAX I WANT TO FIGHT-“

But a few kisses of reassurance and a stern “NO FIGHTING” and he’ll chill out enough to not want to ram the person off a cliff

But when he’s pouty about it, he’ll keep his boar head on and just sulk quietly with his arms crossed. Maybe go hang out in a tree for a bit to pout until you come find him and he jumps down and scares the shit out of you

#SORRY THIS IS SHORT BUT THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST #inosuke x reader #demon slayer #kny x reader #demon slayer x reader #Inosuke Hashiriba x Reader #inosuke hashibira

[sometimes-men-need-help-too]

Harmful Tropes

Just like women, men have portrayals of them that are rather negative. These are some of the negative tropes that are often seen within the media for men: 

- Bumbling dad. This often goes along with parenting the husband. This is the most infamous example. It’s especially seen in old sitcoms and commercials. This is the kind of dad/husband that is immature, doesn’t really get respect and is often used for comedic purposes. He usually has a smarter, stricter wife so has to be the bad guy when it comes to parenting their kids or be the voice of reason 

- Raised by dudes. This is a guy that is clueless about kids (especially babies or little girls) without the presence of a woman near 

- Parental abandonment

- Overprotective dad. Usually goes overboard in trying to make sure his daughter doesn’t date/talk to a boy/or try to make sure the boy she is seeing is suitable 

- Men can’t keep house. They live in dirt because cleaning is considered unmanly. Goes along with guys are slobs (messy appearance) and lazy husband

- Casanova Wannabe. This guy thinks or tries to make everyone believe he’s a ladies man, but he usually fails 

- All abusers are male

- All men are perverts. This is a creepy guy who can’t keep it in his pants. He’s shallow and doesn’t treat women with respect 

- A man is always eager. This guy always wants sex. Or if sex can’t be used, then it’s kissing. Can also include mistaken for gay if the guy actually doesn’t want sex/to kiss

- All gays are promiscuous. The homosexual version of all men are perverts and a man is always eager, gay guys are always having sex. Guys love sex and since there isn’t a woman in the relationship to deny him, they're always doing it 

- Fan boy. This guy has an ego because he knows a lot about X thing and ends up belittling people. Usually also goes with basement dweller. This guy, a grown adult and stereotypical nerd, is usually lazy or childish or lives with his parents (in the basement), doesn’t have a job (or can’t keep one), can't get any sex and has no skills skills 

- Men are uncultured. Guys love sports but despise things like books or classical music and especially opera 

- Real men hate affection. Guys don’t hug or any of that “chick” stuff. And if it does happen, it’s awkward and brief 

- Real men don’t cry 

- Virgin shaming. Men always want sex so if he hasn’t gotten some yet, it’s weird 

- No guy wants an amazon. This guy doesn’t like his girl to be tougher than him. He’s made to be a fool and the girl is seen in a positive light 

- Deprived homosexual. This is a gay guy who is a predator. He’ll usually go after straight guys and make them uncomfortable by flirting or even outright threats of rape/molestation

- Deprived bisexual.  This guy makes everyone uncomfortable but he doesn’t really care. He wants everyone--and especially sex 

- Complete monster. This is a villain with no redeeming qualities, no sympathetic backstory or anything

Those are just a few of the tropes used for men. You may not necessarily think it’s a big deal because it’s just TV. However, television can reflect real life attitudes. How common is the belief that abusers are male? How common is it to think men always want sex? 

While it’s important for men of all ages to see themselves positively represented, it’s pretty important for boys to see. Now, a young child is probably not going to see some of that, but what about the teenager? He should seen men represented in a way that shows them being more human. Stuff like this only fuels the stereotypes.  

https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GenderDynamicsIndex

#mens rights #misandry #anti misandry #tv tropes

[x-atlas-x]

💖💛 for Atem and/or Ryou <3

Heheh, I’m excited for this one too!! :D I’ll be doing both of them and together because why not? :3

💖: Romantic Relationships

Atem

Atem is clueless about romance, but he has so much love to give. Albeit, he may not completely know how to show that affection at first, but he learns along the way. He uses a lot of words of affirmation for his partners because physical affection can be overwhelming for him. However, this poor guy is definitely touch-starved, so once he gets past being overstimulated by touch, he’s more comfortable with touch.

He doesn’t think that actions speak louder than words. He believes that both are equally powerful, so his partner will have to deal with being smothered and hearing a lot of sappy things. On the other hand, he can get a little flustered when the same is done in return to him; yet, he hides his embarrassment by turning the tables and telling his partner some flirty remark in response (either that, or he doesn't understand the flirtatious comment to begin with and stares at them in confusion).

He’s unaware of cliche romantic gestures in the modern day, so he’s often found writing love poems for his partner, which was a common practice for expressing love in ancient Egypt (or at least, that's what I found).

Ryou

Ryou has a much quieter way of expressing his love with his partners. He prefers to do things for them, such as cooking or baking things for them. He'll do whatever he can to help them out and relieve them of any stress they might have. He's not as open with his affection, especially when in public, but in private, he'll be physically affectionate with them. He has a harder time expressing his thoughts and feelings through words, so he prefers to do it with actions.

He's a sucker for romantic cliches. Making tea/coffee and providing breakfast in bed for his partner happens frequently, or he'll plan date nights for when they're staying in. It may involve watching scary movies or horror gameplays, but he'll ensure that his partner is comfortable with it before indulging. He prepares platters of snacks and treats for them to snack on while watching, then encourages them to snuggle up under the comfy nest of blankets he's gathered.

When it comes to receiving affection, he gets flustered easily. Sometimes, he'll go completely silent whenever he's complimented or told a pick-up line. He's pretty bad at flirting himself (very awful at letting anyone know he has feelings for them), and it's a miracle when the other person catches on and takes the hint that his actions are romantic.

Fragileshipping

These two are a very quiet and private couple. They avoid PDA like its the plague, except for holding hands while walking, waiting in lines, or whenever they're sitting. Occasionally, a kiss on the cheek, but that's about it. They prefer to keep their affection in the privacy of their own home.

When it's just the two of them, they'll spend the majority of their time curled up on the couch while doing separate things. Ryou will watch his spooky stuff, and Atem will play games on a handheld console. If one of them gets bored, they'll stop what they're doing and watch what the other is doing.

Due to Ryou's awful sleep schedule, he usually pulls all-nighters and spends the mornings making Atem breakfast. He brings it to him and wakes him up with it, then sits and chats with him while he eats. Occasionally, if Atem gets lucky, he'll catch Ryou sleeping in and return the favor for him. Ryou gets extremely flustered (and embarrassed that he fell asleep), but he accepts the sweet gesture.

They have many date nights in the comfort of their own home, but Atem enjoys taking Ryou out and spoiling him. Whether it be taking him to the craft store or a bakery, it's always something that has Ryou extremely excited.

Even though they're a couple that seem questionable to be together, Atem feels bad for all of the things Ryou experienced while he was possessed by Bakura's spirit. He wants to better understand his relationship with him, and he wants to make it up to him for the hell he's gone through. He wants to protect him from ever getting hurt again.

💛: Familial Relationships

Atem

Regardless of canon or some sort of AU, I feel like Atem is always gonna have a distant relationship with his family (specifically his father). With his father's past involvement with the Millennium Items and the village of Kul Elna, I feel like Atem would be terrified to take on the role as Pharaoh and follow in his dad's footsteps. He'd have a hard time preparing for it, especially since it's so dangerous to be the Pharaoh and requires many responsibilities (which he wouldn't want to take that weight onto his own shoulders).

When he's thrown into ancient Egypt during the Millennium World arc, he knows nothing of the past and immediately assumes that his father was in the right. However, after learning the truth, Atem would spend more time thinking about it and questioning his father. He still does his best to defend the man and honor him, but not with out feeling hesitant about everything he's doing.

If he's resurrected, then he feels even worse due to the fact that he doesn't return to the Afterlife where his family is waiting for him. He always feel like he's betrayed them somehow, or that he was never a good enough Pharaoh back in Egypt.

His chosen family, on the other hand, is a completely different story. He's much closer with all of his friends and sees them as a second family. He has a much better relationship with them than his biological family. He wants to always be there for them and do what he can to help them when they need his help. He still retains guilt for being closer with them than his actual family though.

Ryou

Ryou tries to maintain a good relationship with his family, but he struggles, especially after the passing of his mother and sister, Amane, in a car accident. As said in the manga, he writes letters to Amane in heaven. His relationship with his father worsens though. The man is always away from home, and Ryou is all by himself. He's left with nobody except the spirit of the Millennium Ring (I believe Ryou's father feels guilty that he has to deal with it and refuses to be around him due to the fact that he can't live with that guilt nor witness his son being possessed/tortured).

Considering his friends as his family, his bond with them is much better. He loves growing more comfortable with them and viewing them as the family he never had. They're constantly taking care of him (*cough* thanks to Bakura *cough*), and he's eternally grateful and indebted to them for doing so. He's always trying to help them out, but he always feels like the younger sibling following them around cluelessly.

Nonetheless, he continues to enjoy his time spent with them. Once he's rid of the Millennium Ring, he's able to get closer to them without the fear of being threatened for doing so or causing any of them to get hurt. He's able to truly surround himself with them as his family.

#*collapses* #this is my longest headcanon post yet #not that i'm complaining #i love rambling about them #this just made me want to reread the manga ngl #anyways thank you SO MUCH for the ask friend!! <33 #ask game #atlas answers

[tennessoui]

"I'm not wearing that" for the prompt game?

hello :D this is the third and i think final "i'm not wearing that" prompt!! this is set in the TA au--professor skywalker fills in for professor koon's lessons for a semester as koon takes paternity leave. obi-wan had been chosen to TA koon's classes. that's what he'd mentally prepared for. he had under no circumstances prepared for TAing for Professor Skywalker. But at least Professor Skywalker also was not prepared at all for having a cute little TA like obi-wan kenobi either.

(1.2k) (just a hint of NSFW) (set about a year after they get together)

(references this snippet a few times)

Obi-Wan’s first instinct is to laugh. “I’m not wearing that.”

Quinlan Vos raises a very unimpressed eyebrow. “Yes, you are. I already took the tag off. I can’t return it now! And I paid good money for it. Real people money, Obi-Wan.”

“I’m not responsible for your poor spending choices,” Obi-Wan replies, crossing his arms over his chest. “You can’t guilt me into wearing that.”

Quin smirks, raising his other eyebrow as well. “I don’t know about that.”

“Impossible,” Obi-Wan reiterates, turning away and back to his phone. He’d been in the middle of texting Anakin, and his boyfriend doesn’t like being ignored for long. 

“Remember last Halloween?” Quin asks. “When you lied to me and ditched me in order to flirt with your professor while I, clueless and innocent, cheered you on from the sidelines?”

Obi-Wan flushes and refuses to look up. “Be that as it may—”

“Remember when you apologized? And told me that you ‘owed me one’?”

“I do not remember that,” Obi-Wan protests, because he knows where this is going. He sits up on Quin’s couch and glares at him. “Like I would ever leave you with an open-ended promise like that. I’ve known you way too long.”

“Ah, but I’ve known you just as long,” Quin wags his finger, and before Obi-Wan can tell him that yes, he has, that’s sort of how these things work, he has pulled a crumpled napkin from his pocket. “I got you drunk and made you write it down so you couldn’t renege on your promise.”

Obi-Wan jumps to his feet and grabs the napkin out of his hand to look at it. He has absolutely no memory of this. “I have absolutely no memory of this.”

“It was the night I took you out and you spent the whole time talking about your super hot professor and whining about how in love with him you were,” Quin says helpfully. “Don’t worry, I only took one video.”

“You—”

“But the important thing is,” Quin emphasizes, waving the napkin around. “You were very quite sorry for tricking your best friend so very cruelly. And now, you owe me one. And I’ve decided what I want from you.”

“No way, come on Quin,” Obi-Wan says. He wishes he could go back to freshman year and tell his younger self to absolutely not engage with Quinlan Vos at all. He can’t believe Quin had kept that bar napkin for almost an entire year, but at the same time he absolutely can. “Can I just give you a blow job instead?”

“Now, now, Obi-Wan. That would be in complete violation of B—”

“Yes, yes, fuck you, yes, the Best Friends Forever No Below The Belt Touching. I remember.”

“And I’d have to tell your professor boyfriend. Who would totally, like. Fail me.”

Obi-Wan puts his head in his hands. “He doesn’t even teach at our school anymore, you know that. You make it sound worse than it is.”

“Of course I do, you made out with your professor while TAing for his class. And then you told me about it. That’s like. The worst thing I’ve ever seen you do. I’m going to relish in it for years. I will never let it go, even if you and your professor boyfriend break up.”

Anakin has been not so subtly hinting at marriage, actually, but Obi-Wan decidedly does not want to tell Quin that.

“The idea of wearing that costume out in public for Halloweekend makes me genuinely uncomfortable, and as my friend I want you to respect that boundary,” he tries, pouting for emphasis.

Quinlan narrows his eyes at him consideringly, before snapping his fingers and grinning at him. “Damn, that was convincing. Almost had me for a second! But nope. You’re wearing this, and you better hurry up and shave for the part, we need to go soon. I left razor and cream on the counter for you.”

Blast.

With a filthy look in Quin’s direction, he snatches the costume from his hands and storms into the bathroom, slamming the door as loudly as he can behind him.

Are you sure you can’t make it up for Halloween? He texts Anakin while he’s waiting for the water to warm up. 

It’s a three hour drive, baby. Anakin responds. Why?

Vos is making me go out and dress up :( he types with one hand as he sits on the edge of the tub and wets his left leg.

I hope not in the Red Riding Hood number, Anakin replies. Don’t know much I like the idea of you wearing that again when I don’t get to see it.

Not the red riding hood outfit, Obi-Wan confirms. 

What is it this time? Sexy nurse? Sexy bunny?

Slutty schoolgirl :( 

Anakin does not respond. Obi-Wan shaves the entirety of his leg before he decides he should probably make sure Anakin hasn’t keeled over and died from a nosebleed or something.

I don’t want to, he texts, putting the razor down. But I owe him one and he turned down a blowjob. 

His phone starts ringing.

He picks up with a laugh. Anakin really can be so very predictable. “Hi professor,” he says in his sultriest voice.

“Obi-Wan,” Anakin bites out. His tone is low and sort of dangerous. Obi-Wan likes it. “What are you doing?”

“Getting into the part,” he replies, carefully rubbing the shaving cream into his other leg.

“By offering your friends blowjobs, baby?” There’s the slam of a door and some noise Obi-Wan can’t identify. 

“Isn’t that what slutty schoolgirls do, professor?” Obi-Wan teases in that same voice. “Suck cock to get out of doing things they don’t want to do?”

“Obi-Wan.” 

Finally, Obi-Wan laughs again, dropping the act. “I was only joking, Anakin, no need to pull out the dom voice, lover.”

“Hm,” is all Anakin says on the other end of the line.

“I am shaving though,” Obi-Wan tells him. “Mostly because the skirt is very short, and if my thighs are too hairy my skin will get all irritated when they rub together. I guess the costume comes with high stockings, but they’re also pre-torn. So. No protection.” Obi-Wan smirks at nothing and adds slyly, “Just how I like it. Do you have any plans for the night, professor?”

“Just made some,” Anakin replies in that same dark voice that makes Obi-Wan’s stomach squirm and jump and twist. That background noise comes again, and this time Obi-Wan recognizes it. The jangling of keys. “Now will you be good and keep those smooth legs closed until I get there?”

Obi-Wan’s mouth falls open, and his heart leaps up at the—the implication. Anakin is coming. He’ll get to see Anakin soon. 

“Baby?” Anakin says pointedly.

“Yeah,” Obi-Wan breathes. “Um. Of course. Are you really—you’re really coming up here?”

The roar of Anakin’s motorcycle is all he gets in reply. But it’s all he needs, really.

#asks #prompt fill #obikin #TA au #obi-wan probably comes out from the bathroom all dressed up and ready to go and very excited #and vos is like 'yay! :D can't wait to spend tonight just kenobi and vos like the good ol days!!!' #and obi-wan internally is like 'i could tell him but i will not' #so he's like 'yep <3' and they go to the same bar from the first snippet of the ta au #and a few hours later anakin arrives #and vos is signficantly less happy about that #but obi-wan is already halfway to his older hot professor boyfriend #and he's like 'sorry vos!! i owe you!!' #and vos is like >:(

[wolfstar-ao3]

5 oneshot Wolfstar fics and 1 long fic

These are the last fics that I have added to my bookmarks. No order. Enjoy xo

Don't Let Me Go by writingfrommywindow

Summary:

Sirius has a nightmare and Remus comforts him <3

1,004 words | Complete, 1/1 | Hurt/Comfort, Sad Sirius

The flying pancake incident by nephele_baino29

Summary:

Remus Lupin isn't jealous, swear on Merlin's Beard. But the full moon is only two days away, and it seems Moony is eager to come out. So when some poor and clueless Hufflepuff lad tries to flirt with Sirius, Remus is not pleased at all. He gets really jealous... it probably was the wolf-thing... nevertheless, food is thrown, but, on the bright side, Sirius finds it amusing.

Or... the time Remus got really jealous and threw James's pancake. Sirius is not so oblivious. James and Regulus get to sit back and enjoy the show.

2,064 Words | Complete, 1/1 | Silly, Jealousy, + Jegulus

I'd Love You Still by Engie_Ivy

Summary:

"Sirius please, stay with us, okay?"

Everyone keeps telling Sirius that he must stay, but he's so tired... The darkness is luring him in, with a promise of escaping all the pain and exhaustion.

But there's something very important he must tell Remus first.

2,845 Words | Complete, 1/1 | Angst with Happy Ending, Sirius POV, First war

Midnight Snacks and Stolen Hearts by orphan_account

Summary:

The first time it happened, Sirius wondered if miracles were real.

The second time it happened, he wondered what on earth he did to deserve something so wonderful, if only for a few moments.

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Sirius falls head over heels for Frank's gorgeous and hilarious roommate. The catch? The stunning man is sleepwalking every time they meet and believes Sirius is just a dream.

7,490 Words | Complete, 1/1 | Silly, Modern Setting, They're kinda stupid, A bit of angst

My Beautiful Miracle by dogtagsbucky

Summary:

The thought put a lump in his throat as his eyes filled with tears, because there was nothing more Remus wanted than to be with Sirius and to have Sirius love him back. And now he would have to go through the added agony of seeing Sirius dance with another one of his fangirls at the Yule Ball. Sure, Sirius always seemed uninterested in them, never really paying them any attention, but surely one of them would gather up the courage to ask him to the ball and Sirius would say yes, just so that he wouldn’t have to go alone. And Remus would sit in the corner, trying not to feel heartbroken as Sirius twirled some random girl across the dance floor.

2,795 Words | Complete, 1/1 | Fluff, Pining, Love confessions

+ 1

What if I really am what my mother told me by useless_juice

Summary:

Sirius Black fucked up, like really really fucked up. He told a secret he shouldn't have and now has possibly ended two lives. Is he really the destructive force that his mother has believed him to be all along?

Aka the prank but sirius really blames himself for everything

also fuck she-who-must-not-be-named

36,573 Words | In progress, 13/? (Last update May, 6) | Angst, Children Abuse Referenced, Pining

soport fics in progress and send them love in the comments!!

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar fic #wolfstar recs #wolfstar fanfic rec #fanfic rec #ao3

[henrike-does-writing-sometimes]

The Neon Trilogy, In which a boy’s world gets turned upside down when he’s labeled both a savior and a doomsday machine, with no knowledge of which one is true. 

Current Stage - Draft 0, Writing as I please Genre - Low Fantasy | Sci-Fi Setting - Fictonal Big City by the Coast (don’t quite know where) Books - Neon Pink | Neon Cadaver | Neon Pheonix

Synopsis - André’s eyes are weird. Everybody knows that. They’ve been changing colors for his entire life, and what started as brown eventually became violet. The doctors have diagnosed it as chroma flux, a rare eye condition wherein the iris changes its color every so often. So when André’s eyes one day become a vibrant pink, it’s not as weird as most would assume.

What is weird is when André’s blood suddenly turns pink too. Even starting to glow. 

What follows is a downwar spiral where the world he once thought he knew shatters completely. Alien creatures begin hunting him down, claiming him to be both a savior and a doomsday machine. Which one is the truth ? No one seems to know for sure. Either way, André is forced to adapt all too quickly to ensure the safety of as many people as possible. And with new strange powers and the desperate need to figure out who to trust, André might just break apart.

Main Characters -

André Hernandez, The Neon Phoenix: Extroverted, patient, and helpful, he’s a nice mix of nerd and jock with his knack for programming and parkour. He’s open-minded and while there are some expectations, he’s keen on hearing all the sides before coming to a conclusion. A hopeless romantic with no flirting skills to speak of. 

Salena Bashir, The leader: Observant, strategic, and easy-going, she’s a powerhouse when it comes to performances. Quick to take the lead, even quicker to call people out on their bullshit. She’s athletic, star player on the baseball team and artistic, doodling on any surface that comes her way. Not to forget her being squeamish. 

Piper Hawkins, The Scientist: Curious, stubborn, and imaginative, they’re the smartest one in the group, also the most chaotic. They’re always interested in learning new things and value science and philosophy greatly. While not argumentative per-se, they do enjoy being challenged. Lives almost purely off of caffeine and sheer will.

Xavier Eltsov, The Mediator: Poetic, attentive, and caring, he’s the voice of reason, as best as he can be, that is, with his tendencies for dumbassery. He’s clumsy and awkward in most social and public situations, but he’s unconditionally kind and is always available is anyone needs to talk. Writes a lot, especially for theaters. 

Raj, The Innovator: Gentle, mature, and intelligent, she’s an absolute ray of sunshine for an Apex predator. She’s still cautious about the strange world she’s been sent too, but she’s eager to learn everything about it. Finds immense beauty in the mundane and ordinary.

Epsilon, The Mentor: Protective, apathetic, and clueless, they’re very keen on following their orders, even though they seem to have forgotten them. They’re incredibly strong, and just as soft once that first layer begins breaking down. Asigned as André´s mentor, even though they don’t really know what his purpose is. 

Themes - Self-worth | Friendship | Love | Trust | Morality | Humanity | Defying Destiny | Falling In Love With Humanity | Mental health | Chosen one | Found Family

Main Theme - The Phoenix : Fall Out Boy

Warnings - Violence | Death | Minor Body Horror | Manipulation | Kidnapping | Torture | More May Be Added

What I Got To Offer ? Diverse cast (LGBTQ+, ethnicity, etc.), healthy relationships both romantic and platonic, Some cute romances, a mess of a mentor doing their best, that good ol’ Angst and Aliens

Tags - The Neon Trilogy | TNT Playlist

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#writeblr #wip #wip intro #wip introduction #writers on tumblr #wip : The Neon Trilogy #TNT

[fancoloredglasses]

Smile Time (Sesame Street meets modern horror)

[All images are owned by 20th Century Fox Disney and Mutant Enemy Productions. Please don't sue, bite, or stake me]

(This episode was written and directed by Ben Edlund, the mind behind The Tick)

You wouldn’t think a show with horror (and adult) themes would get a toy line, but this show managed not one, but THREE dolls based on the secondary plot complication of the episode (and a fourth, just because). What complication is that? Let’s dive into the episode and find out! If you would like to watch the episode, it’s available on Hulu or behind your favorite paywall.

PREVIOUSLY ON…

Wolfram & Hart (a multinational law office run by demons) has given Angel Investigations control over their Los Angeles branch (in hopes of corrupting the team) and Angel accepts (in hopes of destroying the organization from within). Neither side is doing well at it.

Two refugees from Sunnydale have joined the cast: Harmony, Cordelia’s old Mean Girls BBF (who is now a vampire), is Angel’s personal assistant, while Spike is back from his death scene in the series finale of Buffy as pissed off at the world (but trying to save it) as ever.

One of the people Angel has managed to help is Nina, who has contracted lycanthropy and seeks refuge from Angel (in the form of a cage so she doesn’t hurt anyone) every full moon.

One of Fred’s lab-mates, Knox, has been making romantic advances despite Fred having feelings for Wesley (who is clueless about the latter fact).

Gunn had a legal library implanted into his brain by the Senior Partners of Wolfram & Hart.

Lorne is in his element as Head of Entertainment Legal

I believe that catches us up, so on with the show!

The cold open has a mom taking care of her sick kid…

(Thanks to kanemichaelg)

Cue the opening credits!

We come back to Knox and Fred discussing an epidemic of children being found like Tommy (7 reported cases thus far)

Then Fred finds a Valentine’s Day card from Knox in the files and gently shuts him down.

Then Nina shows up for her monthly appointment in Chez Cage. She awkwardly tries flirting with Angel before being escorted to her accommodations.

Then Gunn checks in with Harmony about a case he was working on.

This confuses and upsets Gunn, since his encyclopedic knowledge of law shouldn’t have failed him like that.

Angel discusses this Nina-shaped wrinkle with Wesley (since his curse would be lifted if he achieves True Happiness, as sleeping with Buffy proved (as well as being dosed with a euphoria-inducing drug earlier in his own series. Fortunately, he was back to his old soul-filled self once the drug wore off))

Wesley points out that not all relationships achieve “true happiness”.

Leave it to an ex-Watcher to put things into perspective. (Wesley may have been a twit and an asshat in Buffy, but he certainly came into his own after coming to LA)

Then Fred comes in with the results of her research on the kids. Angel reads the reports, and notes that all of the kids collapsed in the same half-hour time period in front of their TVs. He immediately takes the files and retreats to his office, leaving Wesley and Fred to awkwardly make small talk.

Wesley completely misses the cue and calls for a driver to take Fred home.

In Angel’s office, Angel has to get Lorne to stop talking about Nina long enough to get back to the case. Finally, Lorne has an epiphany about why that particular time period…

The next evening, Angel skulks around the studio where Smile Time is produced. He sees a custodian approach, but he doesn’t acknowledge Angel…

…at all. Angel then sneaks into an office/storeroom used to house props and sets for Smile Time, then pokes around until he sees…

OK, that’s weird. Angel approaches the man when the egg above him starts to…

…smile? Then Angel is hit with a blast of energy that throws him into a pile of boxes. Fortunately it takes more than that to keep a…

…puppet???? down? Cue commercial!

(As a side note, I love that puppet-Angel is as pouty-faced as the regular type)

As we return to the show, Angel has somehow makes it back to Wolfram & Hart undetected and calls for Fred, Wesley, and Gunn.

Then Angel realized Smile Time is on and rushes to watch. Fred has the lab boys record and completely scan the show, while Angel wants to mobilize the Black Ops teams (because of course Wolfram & Hart have Black Ops teams) Angel may have some anger-control issues in his Muppetized state.

After talking Angel down, Lorne reveals that the showrunner for Smile Time is a man named Gregor Framkin, so Angel sics Lorne and Gunn on him (wait, why Lorne? He can’t exactly be seen in Human Company!) while putting Fred and Wesley on figuring out how Framkin affected the kids…and him. And as for what’s happened to him…

Yeah, in an office run by the enemy? That’s definitely gonna stay under wraps.

Then Nina comes in unannounced, so Angel dives behind his desk and pretty much throws her out from there.

But the intrusions don’t stop there.

(Thanks to TheLocalPlayer)

(Yes, even in puppet form, Angel can kick Spike’s ass)

Meanwhile, Gunn and Lorne have gone to Framkin’s office to attempt to shut whatever he’s up to down.

…but Gunn has forgotten the legalese version of “shut this shit down before we do it for you!” and leaves in embarrassment, but not before letting slip about Angel’s current state (did you forget what “classified” means too?)

No sooner do Gunn and Lorne leave does the camera do a slow pan around Framkin to reveal…

…Framkin’s the puppet and the on-screen cast of Smile Time is pulling the strings! The lead puppet (Polo) gets on the phone and calls the rest of the cast in for a meeting.

Once assembles, Polo announces it's time step up their plan to steal the kids’ life force, so instead on one at a time…

The cast intends to sell the kids’ life force (“100% pure innocence” Obviously they haven’t met the kids I went to school with) to the denizens in Hell and retire in style.

That night in Nina’s iron-clad luxury suite, Angel comes down to talk and smooth things over with her.

…sort of.

Nina starts feeling sorry for herself, so Angel steps in and comes clean. He then says he might be willing to let his guard down for her.

Maybe he should’ve let it down in the morning!

Fortunately, Angel’s made of felt, so…

…nothing a needle and thread can’t fix.

Meanwhile, Gunn has gone to the Mad Scientist who gave him his Instant Law Degree. The (for lack of a better term) doctor says it’s degrading, but he can’t do anything about it because it’s likely the Senior Partners decided it would amuse them. Gunn is desperate and pretty much begs.

The Doctor mentions he has a certain artifact tied up in customs. In exchange for rebooting Gunn’s knowledge…

[SPOILER ALERT: The artifact is the one that contains Illyria, so Gunn’s about to doom Fred!

…not that he would know that, and the Doc ain’t telling!]

Meanwhile, the research into the show goes on. Then Knox comes in and awkwardly tries making small talk (and insulting Wesley) before Fred sends him home. The pair talk a bit about Fred’s love life and Fred’s just about to confess her love for Wesley when he sees…

Polo pressing against the screen when the volume is muted.

Fred and Wesley go to Angel with their findings, and after analyzing the signal strength…

Wesley proposes that the egg is holding the kids’ life force, so destroying it should wake them (and restore Angel to his normal mopey self)

Then the new-and-improved Gunn comes in to drop some legalese.

Gunn tells them that the puppets are the key to everything.

The next morning, Polo puts his plan into action.

Polo gets the kids to touch their TV and begins draining them until…

Gunn manages to decapitate one of the puppets as Polo sends another to guard the egg.

Speaking of the egg, Wesley and Fred have found it and begin the ritual to destroy it. However, a puppet tackles him. Wes tells Fred to continue the spell while he deals with his dance partner.

Meanwhile, Gunn is having his own issues with another puppet.

And as for Angel…

(Thanks to John Thunder)

Wes and Gunn take care of their puppets as Fred finishes the incantation, destroying the egg.

The next morning, Nina wakes up…

…covered in puppet guts. She’s horrified as to what she thinks happened when Angel comes in, much to Nina’s relief!

Angel reports that he’ll be back to himself in a few days as he lets her out.

…and is ready to give a relationship a shot.

Well, that’s one awkward relationship down, let’s check in with the other!

Fred finally corners Wesley and bares herself (so to speak) to him. When Wesley gets a gobsmacked look on his face…

…she throws caution to the wind!

Fortunately, Wesley can take a hint when it smacks him in the face (so to speak) and reciprocates as the show ends.

Now, I mentioned a toy line. I’m pretty sure you can guess that the toys are (HINT: It’s not Polo and the Smile Time cast) Unfortunately, the only way to find them these days is on e-bay.

(Thanks to WorthPoint)

Hell, they even made one for Spike! (and he didn’t even need to be zapped by a demonic egg!)

#buffyverse #angel #spike #david boreanaz #puppets #Fan Colored Glasses

[radiantlyrey]

Thoughts on Uprising Ep 6 Isolated

- *rubs hands together* yessssssss give me the Paige backstoryyyyyyyy

- I’m gonna say Beck is mostly better at stealth missions?? Like this one still ends badly (for the most part), but at least he didn’t get caught in the middle of a bad situation like usual

- interesting to see Paige’s living quarters, and the last vestiges of her former life!! A photograph and a sound board. Poor bird…..

- aerial chase scene is pretty nice, tho less nice for Beck and Paige given it ends with them wrecked on an island

- like, I don’t have much to say about the A plot of Beck and Paige?? I love that Beck’s humane approach to being the Renegade shines through repeatedly with him. He won’t derezz programs, and he won’t let them die, either. Kiddo’s doing his best, and good for him.

- and then: MY GIRL QUORRA SHOWING UP IN FLASHBACK!!!!!!!! I love that they got Olivia Wilde to reprise her role here!! It’s so interesting to see what Quorra was like during the Purge (and before Flynn, too). You can tell that she’s not completely clueless or helpless; and while she may be naive in some respects she isn’t totally stupid either.

- also love/am interested in the whole thing about programs generally staying within their functions, and straying from that, while not totally taboo, is kind of unheard of and frowned upon by some. Paige is a med program who wants to make music. And I love that Quorra encourages her interest!!! Isos being unique in that they have no directive and can do anything they want—which is why Clu wants them destroyed, because anything he cannot control is dangerous and could turn against him. But I love that Quorra thinks that freedom should be extended to regular programs, too. It’s a sweet little moment between her and Paige.

- other stuff.. hm….. I can tell the creators were sort of positioning Beck and Paige as like the main relationship (romantic or otherwise) of the series?? Like, the flirting, for one thing. And then these moments of trust building and breaking between them. Given the reveal at the end with Tesler, I think maybe the eventual plan may have involved Paige switching sides??? But we’ll never know, because there’s only one season and argh.

- speaking of That Reveal: I mean, we all knew Tesler was a bastard, but damn is he a Bastard. For all we know he had his men mess up the med center, too. But this definitely has the feel of something that would have come back to bite him in the ass in a later season with Paige. Like, you wanna talk about trust betrayed?? Killing Paige’s friends for no real reason is not gonna win you points when Paige finds out, ya jerk. Even if you did mentor her. Ugh. Thinking about what could have been makes me sad………

- other interesting details: interesting that Isos are seen as a contaminating force on the Grid!! Like, obviously Clu would make up anything to get rid of them. But still interesting that it’s seen that way. (Also I love this detail bc my fic The Outpost deals with a virus that turns out to be biodigital in nature, so it’s almost like I did it on purpose!!) // also interesting: apparently big enough disruptions to the structure of a place (or a program; see Beck’s arm) can cause it to derezz?? I just like that and I may file it away for future use…….. // also just. Getting this backstory on Paige highlights in a way some of the moral decisions we’ve seen her make, such as with the drill in ep 4. She was a med program; she helped programs get better and heal, and there may be some part of her that does not want to end lives needlessly. And I love that about her. Ugh. She’s hands down the most interesting character in this show and I love her so much!!!

- so yeah!!! Good good episode, would watch again, 10/10 no notes (except these)

#tron #tronblr #tron: uprising #skye liveblogs things

[cranky-kyrati]

Just posted an extended author’s note/commentary regarding monogamy and jealousy in the Pagan Poetry Companion on AO3, crossposting it here :3

Tl;dr: Pagan and Yangzai were never mono, and Yangzai does not think Pagan's doing anything wrong in seeing others. She's freaking out over her own reaction, because it hints at emotions she's not ready to face. They're both terrible at relationships and should be talking about it, but then we wouldn't have a story.

Thanks to feedback from at least three different readers, I’ve come to realise that there’s a disconnect between how I intended the parts about Pagan’s other lovers and Yangzai’s jealousy to come across, and how at least some readers are actually perceiving it. While I’ve explicitly written this fanfic in such a way that Pagan’s behaviour is always open to interpretation, since it’s filtered through an unreliable (and frequently clueless) narrator, I do want people to understand what Yangzai thinks about it. And in this case, I feel like I’ve fallen short of my goals. Perhaps I will revise the relevant chapters in the future, but for now, I will settle for explaining my intent here.

Yangzai is first confronted with Pagan having other lovers in Act II Ch 10: Balance, and (at the time I write this) the topic has been further explored in Act III Ch 5: Perspective and Ch 7: Negotiation II. (And yes, it will come back.)

Throughout these passages, the conflict I’ve been attempting to portray is that of Yangzai battling with her own feelings of jealousy. In other words, it was never supposed to be about Pagan “going behind her back” by sleeping with others, as she does not see it that way.

Yangzai and Pagan talked about monogamy early on in their relationship, as she remembers while she talks to IT in Balance:

We had talked about it, sort of. But that had been months ago, back in the city, and it had been more of an academical discussion, where we’d agreed on the foolishness of defaulting to monogamy. With Pagan and our relationship existing separately from the rest of my life, it had been easy enough not to think about what he might be getting up to when he wasn’t with me.

This is later referenced by Pagan:

“Oh — they told me ages ago that we needed to have this conversation. You know, about—” He gestured vaguely. “Exclusivity. Or the lack thereof, as the case may be. Hm! I didn’t give it much credit. I mean, we seemed to be pretty well synced in this regard, both of us being, ah, free spirits. Did I have it wrong?”

Now, here's Yangzai's actual thoughts following the first time she sees Pagan with Lucio (emphasis in bold added):

The fact was, the sight of him with Lucio had me deeply rattled. Now I felt vaguely queasy, and that in itself rattled me even worse. Jealousy was not something that had been part of my emotional repertoire for years. I hadn’t expected it, and I didn’t know what to do with it now that it had showed up.

If that was even what this was. Was I jealous? Of what? Why should I be? And what had I expected?

For all that he had once claimed to seek the sublime through moderation and control, Pagan was still a man of large appetites, who never did anything by half. And there were things I couldn’t give him even if I wanted to. I was not a man, for one, nor a sadist. Besides, it wasn’t as though we had made any sort of deal of exclusivity, and I myself was happily flirting with IT and others without Pagan batting an eye.

The point here is that she is taken completely off guard by her own emotional response, and refuses to acknowledge what it means.

Further on, in her conversation with Lucio in Perspective, Yangzai agrees that Pagan has been a dick to him, by jerking him around like that. I never intended for her to come across as thinking Pagan had wronged her. However, I absolutely understand how it could be misconstrued as such, when she says “Well. Shitty way to treat his lovers.”

As can be gleaned from various hints in the story, Yangzai had multiple lovers/playmates back in the city. While she stopped seeing them when she met Pagan, that was not because she felt she needed to be “faithful” to him, but because he crowded out everyone else in her mind. They never made any sort of commitment to exclusivity of any kind, and she did not expect him to stop seeing others. What gets her so unsettled when she is confronted with his doing so is her own jealousy. She hasn’t been jealous of a lover for years, and the fact that it's happening now carries emotional implications she isn’t ready to face.

Yes, they should definitely have talked about it properly at some point! And yes, when they do talk about it in the fic, they’re really not talking about it properly at all. Yangzai because, again, she doesn’t want to look too closely at her own feelings, and Pagan — well, who knows? ;) But in the end, this entire story is about them being bad at relationships.

Anyway. I thought I had made it obvious that Yangzai does not feel Pagan has done anything wrong in seeing others, but I evidently missed the mark this time. I suspect all of this comes down to my having been involved in the local kink scene where I live for some years, where exclusiveness is pretty much never assumed. I simply forgot how, outside of my little bubble, mono still reigns supreme. Of course, I cannot account for readers themselves feeling that Pagan should not have been sleeping with others. If you are one of them, I hope this clarification at least helps you understand where Yangzai is coming from.

This is why reader feedback is absolutely invaluable. I’m beyond grateful to everyone who leaves comments detailing their reactions to events in the story, and particularly those who indulge me in talking about PaPo over discord and tumblr. Please, never hesitate to tell me what you think is going on in the story!

#pagan poetry fic

[ao3feed-johnnylawrence]

wake me up when september ends

https://ift.tt/4cx6aZQ by zillygoose Robby Keene’s life sucks year-round, but things have a habit of escalating in early autumn like clockwork. Even though Shitshow September has blindsided him in the past, this time around he’s prepared and determined to make it through the next thirty days unscathed. All he has to do is keep his head low and hopes even lower like he promised himself. No sweat. That is, until a cute, curly-haired boy with a heart of gold moves into the neighboring apartment. Abandoning his plan could end up being the biggest regret of Robby’s life, but where’s the thrill without any risk? Maybe the universe has something good to offer after all… Words: 1085, Chapters: 1/14, Language: English Fandoms: Cobra Kai (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Robby Keene, Miguel Diaz (Cobra Kai), Johnny Lawrence, Carmen Diaz (Cobra Kai), Rosa Diaz (Cobra Kai) Relationships: Miguel Diaz & Robby Keene, Robby Keene & Johnny Lawrence, Miguel Diaz & Carmen Diaz & Rosa Diaz, Rosa Diaz & Robby Keene, Miguel Diaz & Johnny Lawrence Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - No Karate (Cobra Kai), hi-yah? more like hi-nah, September Sucks Club, Shitshow September, Shitember, My First Work in This Fandom, Miguel Diaz & Robby Keene Friendship, Pre-Relationship, Queer Robby Keene, Intersex Robby Keene, Bisexual Robby Keene, Queer Miguel Diaz (Cobra Kai), Trans Miguel Diaz (Cobra Kai), Biromantic Asexual Miguel Diaz (Cobra Kai), making them gay just as god intended, Robby Keene Needs A Hug, Miguel Diaz Gives Good Hugs, thinly veiled flirting, Blatant Flirting, they’re both clueless simps, Rosa ships it, Johnny is also clueless but just not a simp lmao, Coming Out, Annoying Neighbors to Friends, Holding Hands, Cuddling & Snuggling, Platonic Cuddling, Transphobia, Hate Crimes, but I promise everything turns out okay, Gender Dysphoria, safe binding is self care!, depictions of mental illness, mentions of death and trauma, Fist Fights, Angst, Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Swearing, Rated T for swearing, uh and for the other stuff tagged I guess, Rating May Change, tags may also change because who tf knows where this is going?? (spoiler: not me), I do actually have a vague plan though so hopefully this fic won’t completely go off the rails, Author Is Sleep Deprived, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, like I’ve worked on this exclusively between midnight and 4am so far, rip my sleep schedule, author is projecting, I’m only projecting a little bit though I swear, author hates september, fuck september all the homies hate september, author is mentally ill, author is queer, Happy Pride, pride is every day bitches source https://archiveofourown.org/works/49889674 September 05, 2023 at 03:30PM

#Johnny Lawrence #Cobra Kai #The Karate Kid #AO3 Fic

[zapsalis-d]

Piece of You

summary — Everyone wants a piece of you. Even a certain Mandalorian who denies that he's grown enamored with every little thing about you.

content — Implied smut, harassment, jealousy, alcohol, pining

word count — 4.5k

inspiration — Piece of You, Shawn Mendes

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He's not one who's fond of Tatooine.

Everything about that filthy, crime-ridden dust-ball is enough to entirely repel him from the planet. Yet there's something — someone — who lures him into Tatooine, even when his presence isn't necessary. He repeatedly scolds himself each time he passes by the familiar dusty planet — there is no point in landing, no purpose to be there. He never listens. Not at all.

The Mandalorian is constantly preoccupied with his devotion to bounty hunting. But each time, it's as if he entirely clears anything on his plate. A pending bounty puck? He can handle that later. Quarry needs to be delivered? Not a problem, he has a carbon-freezing chamber installed in the ship. Damaged ship? Well, there are plenty of repairmen on Tatooine.

His sole desire is to visit nobody other than you. The bartender working in one of the most famous cantinas in Mos Eisley. The cantina's owner recognized precisely what he was doing when he hired you. You... you are exceptionally captivating, stunning, seductive. Your snarky personality, flawless body, and heavenly face is enough to entice every man in the parsec who'd heard of you. In fact, one of the main reasons the cantina is so damn popular is due to your employment.

Everybody wants a piece of you...

So as Din positions the Razor Crest onto the landing bay's flooring, he prepares himself to be utterly disappointed. With the plethora of men drooling over you each second of your life, you certainly have plenty to choose from. Out of all of them, you aren’t going to select a Mandalorian who refuses to reveal his face to absolutely anyone. Yet he pushes the thought aside. The purpose of his return is due to his recent hunt. The quarry was pestering, exceedingly difficult to locate and seize. Once Din managed to capture and deliver him, he immediately knew he required a brief break. A chance to unwind, ease up, relax. The sight of you is enough to de-stress him.

Maybe you'd even swiftly speak with him for a moment. Each time he arrives at the cantina, you eventually stop by besides him, hold a quick conversation before promptly returning to your work. Din has no clue why. Plenty of other men practically beg for your attention. Yet you don't spare a mere glance towards their direction, unless deemed necessary.

Din descends the ladder towards the hull of the ship, commanding the ramp to lower utilizing his beskar vambrace. Without hesitation, he strides off the ramp, sealing it shut directly after he steps off. He shares a hasty glimpse around the hangar. The manager is nowhere to be found. It doesn’t matter — his ship isn't damaged, there is no need to discuss payment with them. Without further delay, he exits the hangar and treads through the desolate streets of Mos Eisley. It's unbearably hot, even with the twin suns setting down on the horizon. Colorful hues of red, yellow, purple, and blue lace the sky as he proceeds through the countless buildings and homes.

The well-known cantina appears in the distance. A flutter develops in the pit of his stomach at the bare thought of seeing you once more, especially after the additionally burdensome hunt he endured. He hasn't the slightest idea of what he'll do, or even say, when he enters. He's able to converse with you perfectly fine, as long as you initiate the chatting. The thought of walking up to you and establishing the conversation first is... unnerving. Hell, he can hardly flirt for the sake of his own life. You're not interested in the Mandalorian. You can't be. So, why should he even attempt to speak with you when you will simply push him aside, reject him? No, he prefers to keep his distance. Observe from afar. If your desire is to talk, he'll talk with pleasure. Call him a coward, but he isn't going to take his chances.

The Mandalorian saunters through the wide-open doors, gloved hand instinctively shifting towards the holster strapped to his hip. Even through the helmet covering his face, he catches a repulsing whiff of the strong alcoholic scent. His visor scans the cantina for a brief moment. It's surprisingly empty. Tables consist of a few people chattering mutely among each other, a couple waiters grabbing their orders. The ambience is strangely hushed. The bar is completely unoccupied, much to his surprise. A service droid is present where you ordinarily are, wiping a damp cloth over the counter. You, though, are nowhere to be found.

Eyes carefully survey him as he idly stands in front of the entrance. A Mandalorian equipped with a full attire of beskar armor, a pulse rifle strapped firmly against his back, and armed with various weapons is bound to snatch everyone's attention. Not wanting to deal with any issues as the moment, he continues to step forward. Despite his intense detestation for droids, this one in particular can prove useful. The droid raises its mechanical head, unreadable eyes staring straight towards the Mandalorian as he leans forward, elbows propping against the bar.

"The girl is absent today," its blank voice states, head tilting down as it resumes its cleaning. "Her shift has ended earlier today, per her request."

He's left speechless for a split second. Damn droid has practically read his mind. Does he actually make it so evident? Perhaps its simply that its already encountered countless men asking for you already. Nevertheless, a heat creeps onto his cheeks, radiating through his entire face and neck upon the droid's accusation. Steadily, he shifts his weight before answering. "What makes you think I'm here for her?"

His voice comprises a certain hostility, primarily due to the fact that he's conversing with — of all things — a droid. Its gaze lifts upon hearing his response, metal hand halting its insistent rubbing. "A great deal of men have requested her presence here today. I apologize. Would you care for a drink?"

"No," he swiftly replies. Then, he freezes, shoulders tensing up. If he's not here for you, then what's his purpose here? The droid bluntly stares, expecting further elaboration. Din provides him with nothing other than a view of his backside when he spins around, cape swishing with every motion as he strides away. He's on the verge of step outside when the mechanical voice calls for him.

"The girl will return tomorrow afternoon."

Din peers over the pauldron adorning his shoulder, sharing a brief glimpse with the droid. He should thank it, but decides against it. Its just a droid. It doesn't deserve his gratitude, nor an apology for his bitterness. Without lingering any further, he directs his gaze forward once more, before begrudgingly stalking off towards the course leading to the Razor Crest.

A darkness envelops him as soon as he steps into the plain open air. The suns had descended quite rapidly, a starless night sky hanging over the city. It's substantially cooler now that the suns aren't blazing down on him, a brisk breeze sweeping his cape sideways. The streets are increasingly barren now, not a single being in sight.

Except for one isolated person.

He recognizes the figure — the exquisite curves of her body, impeccable hair enhancing her features, the way she stands with utter confidence and assertiveness. All he manages to perceive was her back, but it's unquestionably the person he's been searching for. You.

You reside directly in front of a residence, gaze impatiently darting around as if awaiting someone's arrival. Din had assured himself he wouldn't initiate a conversation with you, though currently it seems as if that is his only option. Either that, or he disappointedly heads back towards his ship. But what the hell is he supposed to say? A simple "hey" wouldn't captivate your attentiveness. You'll simply shove him aside, completely uninterested as you've done an unmeasurable amount of times. He takes a step forward — tentatively, slowly, steadily. He's nervous. He can't deny that. Speaking to you seems to frighten him immensely, not even the most intimidating of quarries has managed to inflict this feelings upon him.

It's not that he's enamored by you. He does not have the time for romance. It's straightforward attraction. Infatuation. A meaningless crush, as some would claim. He is aroused by you. That's all it is, and all it will ever be. At least, that's what he's been attempting to convince himself about for the past months.

His thoughts are interrupted when someone enters the scenario. A man. Your face brightens upon catching sight of him as you beam at him. That damn smile. The way your lips curl upwards, flashing those set of pearly whites — it enthralled him since day one. His attention switches to the unfamiliar man as you throw your arms around him, his own hands embracing you and pulling you near. Seconds later, the two of you head inside the house you stand by. He's joking about something Din is unable to pick out, causing a burst of laughter to escape your lips. The sound is interfere with when the door slams closed behind you. Then, there's complete silence.

Boyfriend. That's his final conclusion. You'd requested time off your job to see your lover. It makes absolute sense. With the incalculable quantity of men constantly chasing you around, you're bound to find someone who interests you. Without another alternative to his situation, Din settled to leave. He's discouraged, yes, but what else would he expect? It's absolutely fine, though. This provides him with yet another reason why he should maintain his distance from the planet. Unless proven necessary, he won't return to Tatooine. There is no purpose for him here. His fantasies need to cease, stop raiding his brain and controlling his every action. He cannot spare anymore time indulging in this. It's for the best.

___

He arrives once more at the damn cantina the following afternoon.

He doesn't understand why he can't liberate himself from this addiction, why his thoughts are persistently flooded by images of you, and you only.

Baby, I'm so into you, it hurts...

Despite the setback yesterday, he feels like he's under obligation to drop by and see you before he departs from Tatooine. It's plain and simple — this is his final opportunity to visit you, and he'll seize onto that freedom while he's capable of doing so.  Even if it means he's wasting valuable time while he could be earning his well-deserved credits. Even if the hangar's manager warned that the landing bay is available exclusively for one entire rotation. It's one straightforward, uncomplicated visit, and then he'll leave satisfied.

The ambience is noisier then the previous occasion. This time, when he pauses to examine his surroundings, nobody pays him even the slightest bit of recognition. Boisterous laughter and obnoxious jabbering, alcoholic scent overwhelming his senses again, and then there's you. Preoccupied with your work, you don't spare him a single glance when he enters. Your attention is thoroughly concentrated on serving the numerous people awaiting their drinks at the bar. There are no accessible seats where you're present — it's utterly packed. It's alright, though, because he's not planning on grabbing a drink anyway. He settles for an available booth in the corner of the cantina, solitarily taking a seat away from the detestable, clamorous commotion. He has no clue how you deal with them until the late hours of the night.

Din merely dismisses the waiter who instantly greets him. He's not here for drinks, or a meal. He's only present for you, but not in the way these men are here for. Their sole purpose is attempting (and downright failing) to sneak into your pants, somehow. While he would be uttery lying to everyone — including himself — if he claims that's not one of his many desires, its not why he's here. He completely respects you. He will never treat you like everyone else does. That's not what you deserve at all, yet these men can't seem to comprehend that. They're selfish, purely caring for their own needs and wants. Not Din. He promised himself he wouldn't be as thoughtless and uncaring as them.

He manages a brief glance towards your direction. You're dressed in your usual attire — close-fitting shirt displaying a great deal of your breasts, skintight skirt barely reaching above your knees, a knife strapped strictly against your thigh to ward off anybody who might be in too close proximity.

You're majestic, mesmerizing, light the room up without trying...

Whether you're enforced to clothe yourself like that or you knowingly chose to do so, he isn't exactly certain. But with the way your face contorts in exasperation, you're definitely not enjoying this. You never did. To remain in an occupation like this, wearing that, required a plethora of fearlessness and aggressiveness. And your wages? They must be damn high. Din admires you for that. He wishes he could do something about it, ward off every single one of those pestering men who displease you but he recognizes your capability. You have demonstrated countless times in the past that you can handle yourself exceedingly well.

His gaze lingers for one second too long. Your eyes connect with his black visor. He freezes. He's been caught staring. For once, he isn't sure what his succeeding actions should be. The beskar helm covering his own face is greatly appreciated in this very moment, because his cheeks are undoubtedly tinted in a thousand shades of pink and red. He wants to avert his gaping, but he discovers its impossible for him. His eyes are practically glued to yours, and for once you notice a certain eagerness in your expression. As if you're actually... contented to spot him between the crowd of men surrounding you.

Right. Like that'll ever happen.

He can't dwell on that — give himself that false hope. Out of everyone in the cantina, you're pleased to see him? That's not exactly feasible.

Your heedfulness is abruptly snatched when a customer purposely drops an object — Din can't pick out what, exactly. His intentions were evident. He's trying to obtain a better view of your rear end, yet you don't give a damn. Din can't quite hear what you're divulging with all the cacophonous noise, though your facial expression provides him with enough. A menacing glare is directed straight towards the man, your mouth spitting out offenses and insults. You've clearly had enough with their crap. There's nothing more Din longs for than to withdraw you from that burdensome situation, lead you to the quietness and tranquility of the Razor Crest. The audacity these men have creates a rage welling up within his chest, blood in his veins boiling. The fact that he can't take action leaves him feeling helpless. You evidently don't want his assistance. You can deal with them yourself — it's what you want.

The Mandalorian finds himself remaining in the cantina for hours. The place gradually empties, though not entirely. There's considerably less racket now. You seem to slowly relax, the tension in your shoulders fading away. Din rarely attempts to peek towards your direction again — not after what previously occurred. He's still rather humiliated about it. His finger lightly drums against the table, a faint tapping sound solely audible to his ears. He's not quite certain why he's residing here for a prolonged amount of time if you're undeniably occupied with your job. Yet—

"Drink?"

The familiar voice steals his attention, a glass filled to the brim with an unknown alcoholic drink slides directly into the hand placed over the table. He catches it and clasps onto it tautly with his fingers, visor lifting upwards precisely when a woman occupies her seat on the booth across from him. You.

Admittedly, he's staggered by your unexpected appearance. While you've spoken with him before, he didn't expect that to occur today, especially with the exceptionally packed cantina. He's utterly speechless, any sort of coherent sentence completely disappearing from his mind. His mouth opens, then shuts repeatedly when he fails to voice an individual word. His throat feels inexplicably dry all of a sudden, his immediate reaction being to take a swig from the glass in his grasp but he's unable to with the helmet preventing it. In this moment, he'd do anything to  rid himself of this impenetrable apprehensiveness, anything to ease himself. He can't bring himself go verbalize a single phrase, not even a mere 'thank you.'

"I noticed you didn't order anything for yourself," you state when he doesn’t answer. His flustered condition worsens upon realizing this whole time, you had observed him from the distance as well. Your eyes swiftly dart around the cantina for a split moment, before returning to peer directly into his visor. Then, your gaze averts once more. "Go ahead. There's nobody looking."

For a second, he can't comprehend your suggestion. Until he realizes you're proposing he takes a quick drink from the glass. He glances down towards the object in his hand, practically overflowing with a bright purple-colored liquid. Its iciness bleeds through the leather of his glove. It's been a while since he's enjoyed a nice drink. He can't refuse. Without further contemplation, his free hand raises towards the lip of his helmet, gradually tilting the beskar backwards until his chin and mouth were revealed. He's a bit skittish, unknowing whether you'll abruptly turn your head to face him while he's vulnerable like this. Which is why he speedily chugs it down.

Bad idea. The liquid instantaneously burns his throat, clearing the dryness and replacing it with prickling heat. He drops the helmet down to conceal the exposed half of his face, half-empty glass placed onto the table as he nearly fails to contain himself from throwing a coughing fit. His abrupt discomfort caused your gaze to snap towards him again. At least now he manages to speak. "That's—" he pauses, the strain in his voice leading him to clear his throat. "That's very... strong."

You beam at him, chuckling emanating from you. He can't help but gawk at you, your perfect smile, contagious laughter, alluring features. Occasionally, he wonders how it would feel to kiss those soft, red-tinted lips, caress the curve of your jawline with his thumb, rake his fingers through your silky strands of hair. Those fantasies need to be completely erased from his mind, because they're never going to occur. His longing thought are quickly interrupted when you speak up. "Has a nice taste though, right?"

Din shrugs his shoulders. His breath is still unbearably hot from the drink. Perhaps he should've tested it out before hastily swallowing a substantial quantity of the liquid. "It's an... interesting flavor." He merely watches when you grab the glass, gulping down the remains of the drink without cringing upon the powerful aftertaste. "How much?"

Your gaze meet with him once more. The heavy black eyeliner bordering your eyes only enhance those captivating hues even more, feeling as if they pierce directly through the impenetrable beskar helm obscuring his face. "Payment? Credits aren't necessary today, Mandalorian. I believe tonight has brought me enough to sustain myself with. But there is one thing I'm interested in—" you pause before leaning forward, elbows propping against the table. It provides Din with a superior perspective of your chest, though he couldn't bring himself to glance down. He will not dare disrespect you in such ways. You have his total, undivided attentiveness now, ears ready to listen in for whatever you have to offer. "—your name."

His name. The Mandalorian normally wouldn't provide random people with the knowledge of his name. The thing is — you're not a simple 'random person.'

"Din. Din Djarin."

"Din... Djarin," you repeat, the phrase exquisitely rolling off your tongue. "Well, Din Djarin, I've gotta say... you're an intriguing man."

"How so?" a certain curiosity tinges his tone, audible even through the vocodor distorting his voice.

With a nonchalant shrug, you continue. "You're not here for the same reasons these men are. I mean, you're here for me, I know that. But when you visit, you do so in a considerate manner. Not as intrusive and harassing as most are." Your lips curve upwards in a small grin, head tilting with a certain gratefulness dominating your expression. "I like that."

The final sentence causes his breath to hitch in his throat. "You do?"

You bob your head in affirmation. A split second of somewhat comfortable silence passes, your gazes persisting trained solely on each other. Then, "I saw you last night, outside my house."

Damn. "I was on my way back to my ship. Managed to stumble across you."

Your brows raise with inquisitiveness. "You saw me? Why didn't you at least wave?"

"I was... in a rush."

"Understandable," you answer with a curt nod. You release a puff of breath before your eyes flash with visible seductiveness, causing Din to anticipate your next words. "Your armor's worn-out. Even more damaged than the last time I saw you. Rough hunt?"

His helmet tips down towards the beskar cuirass plating his chest. Countless dents and scratches ruin the brownish-red paint of the indestructible metal. Its covered in grime and dust, as is the rest of his armor, plenty more damaged than the previous occasion Din decided to land on Tatooine. The sudden realization that he should've at least scrubbed the soot off before venturing out here hits him, a slight embarrassment overwhelming him. "Yeah... armor's seen better days."

"Well, my shift's over. Droid's taken control now," you gesture with your head towards the service droid serving multiple people at the bar. A confident smirk makes its appearance across your expression before your hand slides towards his own, still placed over the table. Despite the leather preventing genuine contact, your touch is welcome and pleasant. "Maybe I can pass by your ship — the Razor Crest, is it? I could help out, polish your armor, perhaps?"

The offer is nearly irrefutable. Yet there's one minor setback that creeps into his mind.

"I-I don't think your... boyfriend will appreciate that."

Confusion etches your features as you slip your fingers away. "Boyfriend? I— oh, no. That guy yesterday? My cousin. Took time off last night so I could see him. He just landed here to quickly visit me before returning to his work earlier today."

Realization strikes him straight in the gut. His mouth opens to spit out an apology, before swiftly shutting it when a string of curses escapes your mouth, head ducking down upon spotting something, or someone. "What?"

You peer over Din's shoulders before dipping down again, hand on your forehead to obscure your face. "I may have promised someone a date," your voice is hushed even despite the noise resounding through the cantina. "I originally wasn't going accept. But he's so damn persistent. So, I told him to come here after I finished my shift, that way I'd be gone and I wouldn't have to deal with him. But he's here now, earlier than I expected."

The Mandalorian's helmet whirls around towards the wide-open entrance. A Zabrak lingers by the doors, eyes examining the cantina in a careful manner, searching for none other than you, before he steps towards the usual bar. Din turns to face you again, thumb discreetly pointing towards the beige-colored Zabrak male. "Him?"

You nod, further unease notable in your body language. Without uttering a single word, you abruptly lift yourself from your seat, heading directly towards the exit.

Not even a goodbye.

Should've taken the damn offer. Would that have been so hard?

"Oh, look! She's right over there by the doors."

A mechanical voice alerts the Zabrak of your presence, before he whips around and calls your name upon spotting your form. Kriffin' droid. You freeze precisely before managing to step one foot outside the building. Your shoulders visibly tense, though you stand firmly, back facing the Zabrak as he stalks towards you. His sizable hand clutches onto your arm, forcing you around. An unfamiliar, strange feeling sneaks into Din's mind upon watching his harsh manners, dominating his every action and movements.

I get jealous, but who wouldn't when you look like you do?

"Forget my—"

The Zabrak's deep voice is interrupted when you yank your arm away from his grasp, pacing forward in a menacing demeanor. "As a matter of fact, I didn't forget," you cross your arms over your chest, eyes practically boring holes into that horned head of his. "I don't need to go on a damn date with you if I don't want it. And right now—"you tilt your head, a poised smirk appearing on your red lips. "—I simply don't want to." With that, you spin around without offering another word.

You're so sure it makes me insecure...

The Zabrak can't seem to take a hint before he begins to swiftly pursue you. Din is unable to perceive anything else when the both of you exit the cantina. He can't wait anymore, sit around and watch. Sure, you can deal with the situation perfectly fine, as you'd done countless times in the past. But for once, Din urges himself to help. An impulse to protect you. His hand shifts towards his holster by pure instinct as he saunters through the exit, only for him to freeze in his spot. You're menacingly holding a sharp blade against the Zabrak's exposed neck, before he abruptly staggers backwards, holding his hands up in a surrendering manner.

You chuckle, before your eyes land on the Mandalorian lingering around, a certain glimmer present in your eyes. "Besides—" you're directing your words towards the Zabrak while stepping towards Din. "I've other plans tonight."

Your gentle hands grip onto Din's bicep, lightly tugging him forward and beckoning him to follow. Your touch causes an unfamiliar heat to erupt throughout his entire body, predominating his emotions. It's not due to the humidity of the planet, no... it's just... it's you. You're causing all this and he can't control himself no matter how much effort he put into it.

Just one touch is so electric...

He goes along with your suggestion, no hesitation whatsoever as you step away from the grumbling Zabrak. He recognizes he shouldn't mess with a Mandalorian, especially if the urge to protect the person he's constantly thinking about is present.

When he tips his head down to glance towards your direction, your lips are curled upwards into a smirk. Not the one you held while attempting to rid of the irritating Zabrak. There is a certain mischief written all over your features.

"Your ship?"

Oh, what the hell.

How could he resist a piece of you?

#let me tell you something #he may be completely clueless when it comes to flirting #and all that kind of stuff #but din djarin knows how to treat a woman #the mandalorian #din djarin x reader #star wars #din djarin imagines #star wars x reader #din djarin x reader imagines #brown eyes #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader

[thekatebridgerton]

Bridgerton women + the jealousy trope

I felt that since I ranked the Bridgerton men, from most likely to murder to least likely in a previous post, I owed it to you guys to post about the women. and how I think they would react in the “someone who actually has a chance of attracting my beloved is flirting with them” scenario

1) Eloise: Actually deciding who was more likely to murder a bch was a tie between Eloise and Kate. But Eloise won because Phillip is canonically the only Bridgerton male who has never had a mistress or had any manly fun outside of marriage. So Eloise is intimately aware of how clueless he is in regards to his attractiveness to the opposite sex. So I’d say yeah she’s the most jealous out of all Bridgerton women if only because anyone who tries flirting with her hot plant daddy is declared public enemy #1, he’s a himbo and he’s hers and she will not let some flossy try to seduce him. Over her dead body. She’s a good shot and just like Colin, she can get away with murder. Do not try her patience. 

2) Kate: tied with Eloise, for #1, but she comes in 2nd, because Kate doesn’t do murder...Of her enemies. She’d murder Anthony that’s for sure, but she’d never murder a love rival over jealousy. She’s capable of banning a whole genre of music in her home for generations just because one of Anthony’s old flames happens to be an Opera singer. And I have no doubt Sienna/Maria experienced quite a work slump when it became known that Viscountess Bridgerton didn’t want to see her in the premises ever again. So in a sense, Kate isn’t above destroying a bch’s entire career out of jealousy and making a love rival regret their entire life choices just for having the audacity and she makes no apologies for it. 

3) Hyacinth: Do not mess with this woman’s love interest. Do not. Gareth might be an easy going charmer who just does his own thing. Hyacinth is NOT. This woman has cero boundaries and is completely capable of directly and publicly humiliating the poor soul who ever tries to seduce Gareth. She would be verbally merciless and cruel and her family would have to pry her off the bch who was trying to convince Gareth to come hither. and she holds grudges that she likes to revisit (just ask Lucy. and that's taking into account that Gregory is merely her brother, Gareth is the love of her life)

4) Daphne: She gets a honorable mention as #4 because I do think she’s more likely to fly off the handle for Simon than our next in the list, Daphne is the Hera of the Bridgertons, in the sense that she puts a lot of importance in family, motherhood and marriage/ loyalty. She would give the cut direct and have no hesitation of using her social power as the sister of a Viscount to make staying in London, very very difficult for whichever person tried to flirt with or seduce  Simon. And yes, that also includes his former mistresses. But on the bright side, unlike Hyacinth,  Daphne doesn’t hold grudges, so as long as the rival stays away from her Duke. Daphne won’t be too vengeful. 

5) Penelope: Not as capable of jealousy as you may think, but she can still be mean when she wants to be, Penelope had to endure women flirting with Colin practically since she met him, and I’m pretty sure Lady Whistledown wrote about his sexcapades with his mistresses more than once. Penelope takes no BS, but at some point after the ‘I won’t marry Penelope’ situation, she probably accepted that Colin was sort of a hoe and that being jealous was useless. He’s still hers and she loves him, and she will get angry if someone tries to seduce him, probably throw in a mean comment or two about her rival’s secrets for good measure courtesy of Lady Whistledown. But I think Penelope has more or less gotten used to the jealousy in the back of her mind and is unlikely to act on it. Jury’s out on show Penelope tho. 

6) Lucy: I mean she literally fell inlove with Gregory while he was running after Hermione and despite the fact that she had reason enough to be an asshole to Hermione because Hermione deserved it after being such a bad friend. Lucy never tried to murder her. I think it’s not that Lucy is incapable of jealousy, it’s just that she has a remarkable restraint. Her version of being jealous would definitely be giving Gregory the cold shoulder until he outright asks what is wrong and she explains that she doesn’t like lady so and so because they were trying to get into his pants. But that’s about the extent of it. Lucy has the patience of a saint. And she doesn’t show her jealousy

7) Francesca: the love of her life is the hottest flirt in the continent, Francesca, is like Penelope, but better because it’s not that she got used to sort of feeling jealous. Francesca developed complete immunity. Girls could be throwing themselves naked at Michael and Francesca wouldn’t spare them a thought. Except for maybe laughing at them, because it’s cute that they tried but Michael is still hers so, maybe, they should spare themselves the embarrassment and try with someone in a beginners level?.   

8) Sophie: Not only is she incapable of feeling jealous, she knows she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to Benedict and that nobody can do better. Sophie might come from a humble background and had to endure a hell of a tragic backstory. But Benedict’s hyperfixation with both the lady in Silver and Sophie when she was a maid, is proof enough of the fact that Sophie will never need to worry about another someone turning his head. Sophie actually tried to drive him away and his answer to that was basically to get naked and beg her to be with him. At this point, if someone was going to seduce Benedict it would have happened during those two years he was looking for the Lady in Silver after just one night dancing with her. I could write an essay of how incapable of jealousy Sophie is, mainly because Benedict is the type of guy who will look for Sophie without her even asking about it, and explain that lady or Lord so and so tried to flirt with him and he just wanted Sophie to come and save him

and that’s the tea. 

#part 2 #the jealousy trope #eloise bridgerton #kate sharma #kate sheffield #Daphne Bridgerton #Penelope Featherington #Francesca Bridgerton #sophie beckett #Hyacinth Bridgerton #lucy abernathy

[tazzytypes]

How would Silco react to the reader being interested in him or flirting with him, would he blush, would he have a straight face, another type of reaction?

Oooo this was a fun one to explore across Silco’s lifespan. Man has changed so much from Young Silco to Act 3 Silco.

Young Silco

Young Silco is unused to being the center of one’s desires (even though there are a decent amount of people who find him attractive). He’s constantly next to Vander who is seen as a more “ideal” man in the lanes.

May not catch into your flirting unless you make it extremely obvious. Will have a look of surprise at first and ask if you’re drunk (if he knows you. If he doesn’t, he just assumes)

The kind of person that will talk for hours with a random person at the Last Drop if the conversation is good enough. Is actually the best way to get him to warm up to you. If you find him attractive, that’s great, but a relationship is more than that

If you are already in a relationship and flirt, he’s got a cheeky shit-eating smile. He lounges back and watches you, relishing that you are his.

“Anyone tell you how handsome you are?”

Silco leans back, a smirk crawling onto his lips, “handsome, am I?”

You giggle, a little tipsy, “absolutely.”

If you don’t know him and immediately start being suggestive with your flirting, he may spit out his drink and blush like a schoolgirl. Benzo is already tapping Vander on the shoulder and pointing at him with a laugh.

It’s not that he’s inexperienced with flirting. Young Silco is suave and can lay it on thick when he’s hitting on someone — he’s charismatic af. He just doesn’t like being caught by surprise.

“What’s your name?” He asks as you sit beside him at the bar, peeking at you from the corner of his eye instead of outwardly checking you out. “Haven’t seen you around before.”

“My name is anything you want it to be, handsome.”

Silco was mid sip of his whiskey when it caught in his throat, a hand coming to his lips as he coughed up a lung. The alcohol not only choked him, but it burned while doing so.

“You alright?”

Silco’s voice is strained as he responds, a tickle still at the back of his throat, “…perfectly fine.”

“That you are.”

He coughs again

Good combo to catch his attention is cheesy or serious flirtation + making fun of yourself in regards to said flirtation. It opens up for conversation.

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Act 1 Silco

Still a cheeky motherfucker and still gets caught off guard by flirting, but hides it better.

Has to have the last word. Will always have a response to a flirtation. Flirting is more a challenge now — not in difficulty but in presentation. It’s a dance to him now which allows him to size you up and assert his own authority.

“Anyone tell you you have pretty eyes?”

He turns his head so you can see his red eye. Let’s the moment simmer for a moment to judge your reaction — are you put off? Afraid? He’s watching you very intently.

“Do I, now?” He asks after a moment.

If you falter a bit, that’s alright. He knows his appearance can be startling and unexpected. How you adapt to that, however, is the real moment of truth.

“Oh, absolutely,” you say, “heterochromia is rarity, you know?”

He chuckles at that.

If the pickup was cheesy, he may say, “come now, you can do better than that.”

He’d still rather more subtle forms of flirting, starting up a conversation. Learning about him as a person instead of a quick fling… not that he won’t have quick flings.

If he wants a fling, will be the one to initiate flirting. If you come up to him and initiate, it could go either way. Depends how busy he is or how he is feeling that night.

He’s intimidating with his eye, and the name “Silco,” is starting to become known on the street. Not many people flirt with him unless they are completely clueless as to who he is.

Will enjoy not being known for a bit. Will make subtle jabs at his identity just for kicks, see how long it’s takes for you to put two and two together.

If you do know his reputation and come towards him, he’s impressed by your confidence. However, he’s also hesitant. People always want something when you’re powerful — weather that be a deal or to stab you in the back.

Make him laugh. That’s always been a quick way to his heart. Especially now. If you can break that tough facade of his, you’re likely to catch more long-term interest from him.

If you two are together, he’ll still get a cheeky smile when you flirt, but it’s gone in a flash. He’d rather you save it for when you two are alone. Makes you less of a target should any unwanted eyes be looking.

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Act 2 and 3 Silco

Less on the market these days. His priority is Zaun and raising his daughter. Doesn’t have time to sit in bars and flirt with whoever stops to talk to him or catches his eye.

That being said, you’re more likely to be flirted on by him than the other way around. You’d do something to catch his eye — have a positive and impactful interaction with Jinx, say something intriguing in a conversation, be an employee that is particularly dedicated to his cause.

Even then, his approach is less flirting and more a display of interest. He’ll ask you more questions about yourself, make excuses to talk to you more or have you around often, give you random gifts played off as no big deal — those sorts of things.

Has little to no reaction to flirtation should it happen while he’s down at the bar of The Last Drop. Most people tend to avoid him, anyways… unless they want something. Man’s jaded even more than he was before.

“The kingpin is down from his ivory tower — should I be starstruck or afraid?”

“Depends — are you an idiot or no?”

“Depends — what constitutes an idiot? We talking textbook or do you have your own rules of evaluation?”

He smirks.

Flirting while in an established relationship is another thing. Like Act 1 Silco, prefers it if you keep flirtation in private. However, will smirk if you can’t help yourself and lean over to whisper something in his ear.

You flirt with him in his office and his attention goes directly to you, turning in his chair to face tou better with a knowing smirk on his face. Every compliment is met with a humm or a “is that so?” Until you are in his lap smothering him with affection.

#silco x reader #arcane x reader #headcannons