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agentplutonium · 4 months
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I will apologize in advance for the person I will become when EPIC: the Ocean Saga comes out tomorrow. Except I’m not sorry. I’m a Classics and Drama major in the making, who is obsessed with music, this is the perfect mix of my special interests. Im gonna be insufferable. Y’all are gonna hate me when I start pulling out analysis of the songs.
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agentplutonium · 26 days
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Thinking about Milo giving hand kisses. That is all.
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agentplutonium · 6 months
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i’m physically going insane thinking about Milo/Sweetheart right now. Cause like. Do you know what I want to see? That passion that the two of them share but softer, y’know? These guys spent six years together and they still have the same spark for each other that they had when they first met. I get that these guys are known as the sluts (affectionate) basically, but like. I don’t know if I’m able to say it any other way than softer.
I want. Domestic them. Not saying they’re not already domestic, but I want to see soft domestic them. I want to see them not be able to get their hands off of each other, but it’s just them holding each other. It’s just them brushing a hand along an arm or a back as they pass by each other while doing chores. It’s them tangled together, a season and a half deep into a drama show that they said they’d “just watch one or two episodes of.” I want to see hands held, arms linked, an arm around the other while they’re out in public. I want to see them kiss any part of the others body they can reach at any time. I want to see quick pecks of kisses while passing. I want to see slow, burning kisses, because one heart was to full to take it anymore. A kiss full of admiration, and attraction, and love that it makes anyone who hears about it sick.
I want flushed skin at the random touches. Heart speeding up just a tad when they’re close. Lingering touches. Lingering gazes. Watching each other in full fascination when the other isn’t looking. Pupils dilating when they catch sight of the other, no mater the circumstances. I want to see soothing hands against aching muscles, rubbing anywhere they can, melting the stress from the others body.
This goes both ways too. Cause, yeah, Milo is great, and he’s so good to Sweetheart, but Sweetheart is a dotter to. They know when Milo needs help relaxing, and half the time they benefit from the rest as well.
I’m going to write a fic one day that embodies exactly what I’m talking about and then I’m gonna retire from the redacted fandom me thinks (/j). God i need this fic so bad and I want to write it so bad. one day, mark my fucking words cause i cannot get enough of this
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agentplutonium · 6 months
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(places this small Milo/Sweetheart scene at your doorstep, runs away)
Milo had taken a habit of kissing Sweetheart’s hands whenever and where ever he could. They would give him something and he’d take their hand before it pulled away and kiss their knuckles. If they were holding hands, it was endless opportunities to kiss them. He’d kiss them if Sweetheart was working to much again, soothing the slight ache that he had no don’t was laying deep in them. He’d kiss them during pack meetings when things were slow. He’d kiss them while half asleep, laying together in their bed. They’d cradle his face and he’d be turning his head to kiss their palm. They’d be having a conversation on the couch, facing one another, and Milo wouldn’t let their hands go, smattering kisses across them both every once in a while. He’d kiss them after a long day of worrying after them. He’d kiss them on their dates, a heat behind his eyes that made Sweetheart blush just a bit. He’d kiss them if either of them was rushing out the door particularly quickly that morning.
When Sweetheart asked why he did this, sitting together on the couch one day, Milo would shrug. “It’s you,” he’d say. “You ever hear of cuteness overload?”
Sweetheart nodded.
“It’s like that,” Milo went on, “the only difference is it’s not just the cuteness that gets to me. I’m overwhelmed with the idea of you in my life. I mean, I get to have all of you, and that just about makes me the luckiest bastard in all of Dahlia.” He paused, taking a moment to rub his thumb along Sweetheart’s hands were they lay intertwined. “It’s a surge of love, and appreciation, and admiration, and just about everything else,” he says, bringing their hand up to kiss along it as he did, “Because I love you. I’m over the moon about you, Sweetheart, you should know this.”
“Oh,” Sweetheart breathed. “That’s…”
They didn’t finish their sentence, but the loopy grin that was pulling at the corners of their mouth seemed to say it all.
“It’s also partially a make-out controller,” Milo added, half-serious. “Most of the time when I kiss your hand it’s to suppress the urge to straight up make-out with you. If I had any say, there’s be a one thousand percent uptick in the amount of times my mouth ends up on yours, and-”
Milo was cut off by Sweetheart pulling him down into a kiss. He could feel their smile against his lips and he had the familiar rush through his chest.
“I don’t know about a one thousand percent,” Sweetheart said when they pulled back, “but I wouldn’t mind a smaller uptick. If you can control yourself with this new given power.”
Milo grinned wolfishly. “Oh, I am the king of control, Sweetheart. Do you want me to show you?”
Sweetheart let out a small noise when they were dragged onto Milo’s lap, only for it to turn into a breathy giggle when Milo pulled them in for another kiss.
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agentplutonium · 16 days
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Pirate Captain!Sweetheart: You’ve had every opportunity to leave this shop every time we dock. Why don’t you?
Milo, in love but won’t say it: I like how you run things around here.
Pirate Captain!Sweetheart, Equally in love but better at hiding it: Uhhuh, sure, pretty boy.
Milo: I’m serious. It’s different but… I don’t know you make it all manageable.
Pirate Captain!Sweetheart: Don’t you got a Noble to go home to?
Milo: ‘My Noble’ left years ago. ‘Bout the same time you became a Pirate if you’re tellin’ the truth.
Pirate Captain!Sweetheart, wondering how he could be so dumb: Hm. Right.
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agentplutonium · 20 days
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Asher Experiencing the Eclipse
Asher: How does this work? The moon can’t be bigger than sun! No, it has to be. There’s no other way.
David: Asher, you know its perspective right?
Asher: What?
David: The sun is further away from the moon, so at certain angles, to us, the moon looks bigger than the sun.
Asher: Oh.
David: You know that if the moon was bigger than the sun we’d be pulled in and crushed into it.
Asher: How?
David: Gravity.
Asher: Oh. Cool!
This is because of my best friend @maxpaulll. If he did not put on the Asher voice while telling me about his co-worker, this would not exist.
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agentplutonium · 9 months
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Revelling in the idea that Sweetheart was actually super fucking angry over the romantic feelings that developed between them and Milo. Just them constantly grumbling to themselves about how they can’t stop thinking about him, or his stupid laugh, or his stupid smile, only for all of those gripes to go away when they are near him. The few friends they have at the Department constantly rib them for it. They hate it and love it at the same time.
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agentplutonium · 4 months
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I'm currently thinking about Sweetheart and Aggro. Mainly concerning Milo. Because, I have the headcanon that none of Milo's dates passed the Aggro test, and none of those relationships lasted. And, I also have the headcanon that Sweetheart was the first person that Aggro immediately took a liking to. Milo would hide his surprise from Sweetheart, but he was baffled. Sweetheart has been briefed on Aggro behaviour already though and teases Milo about the fact that they were the only ones that got the cat to like them. Milo would quote the fact that it was probably because he was used to their magical signature from their break-ins before, knowing full well that was not the case. Sweetheart had not been in the apartment long enough to get Aggro accustomed to them.
This extends further, though, because now there is a constant "battle" between Sweetheart and Aggro for Milo's attention. Sweetheart would pretend the cat was their arch nemesis and constantly have beef with him. Aggro somehow also caught on to the playful banter and actually played along, which only amused Milo more. There would be times when Sweetheart wouldn't talk to him because he went to the cat first (which was usually resolved fairly quickly with one thing or another promised by Milo) There would be times when Aggro ignored him, rebuffing his moves to pet him at any chance, and Sweetheart insisted it's cause he didn't let the cat into the room the night before. (He couldn't, he wasn't subjecting his son to that trauma.)
Anyway, this "rivalry" aside, Sweetheart and Aggro adore each other, much to Milo's relief. There is a folder in Milo's phone dedicated to pictures of the two of them curled up together. There had been several times where he'd be caught looking at them while on a break, only to be ribbed by the pack for it. Milo didn't care, how could he when he loved them both, and were easily two of the closest people to his heart.
Anyway: gayness. that's what this is. this is just gayness. goodnight.
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agentplutonium · 6 months
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Small Porter scene/character study because I find him very interesting. Depicts Porter coming home to Treasure after the Summit. I’m also blorbo-fying Porter here. Just a lil bit.
Porter, in an attempt to destress from the night's events, found himself at Treasure's doorstep. He wasn't sure why this was his first instinct. They technically shouldn't even have known about him. However, there was just-
The door opened, and Treasure was standing in front of him. "Are you going to keep standing there? Someone's gonna call the police thinking you're a serial killer or something."
"Maybe they'd be right," Porter said, ignoring how ironic it was to say, "You're the one that decided to stick around a Vampire."
"Get in here," Treasure said, suppressing a giggle while they reached out for him.
Porter let himself be dragged inside, the smallest of smiles stretching at his lips. Once the door closed behind him his lips were on Treasure's, causing the smallest of gasps to hitch in their chest. Their arms snaked around his neck, pulling him closer.
A sigh slipped past their lips when he pulled away, a grin on their face. "How was that family thing?" "As boring as I expected," Porter drawled. "I missed you."
"Missed me?" Traesure repeated, sounding smug.
"Or something like that," Porter teased. Treasure pushed themselves up to meet his lips again. Porter let himself sink into the feeling of it. revelled the warmth against him, how soft their lips felt, how willingly they let themselves be moulded by him.
Treasure's hands slid over his shoulders, down his chest to the buttons on his shirt, slowly unbuttoning it.
The king didn't get a chance to react to the stab before his head skidded across the floor. There was a rush of air before he was picking a fight with Vincent. All eyes were on them. Or at least enough.
'That's right,' Porter would think, 'keep looking.'
Vincent, looking distraught, almost in tears. He shouldn't have had to hear this. William should have told him something more than what he knew. William was his friend, but this seemed cruel.
"He sees me as a friend, and you as a child. His child."
Porter was taking Treasure's hands away before they could get too far. "As much as I love being able to take you," he said, "I can't tonight. It wouldn't be fair to you if I tried."
"That's okay," Treasure said genuinely, smiling at him. "Do you want to watch my show with me? I'd still love to have your company."
"Of course I would, Treasure."
It wasn't long before Treasure was curled up against him, the two of them watching whatever they had on. Porter wasn't paying attention. Not after what he's done. Treasure was oblivious to his distracted state.
He'd do anything for William. He would stand by him until the end of time. It is what Porter owed him, after everything that William did for him. After picking him off of the streets and taking him in like a feral cat. But this murder was having more of an effect on him than he thought. He wasn't sorry. He doesn't think he'd ever be sorry, but the point remained the same. Seeing Vincent react the way he did made him squirm.
'Vincent just didn't understand,' he'd tell himself. 'He hasn't been alive long enough to.'
He wasn't sure how much he believed himself.
Treasure shifted beside him, drawing his focus back to them.
"I don't know if I'll make you happy," Porter had warned them when they started whatever this was. "I'll try. For you, I will try."
"That's all I need," They had replied, that smile he loved so much showing itself again.
He doesn't understand why they did it. They were this... this force. It pulled him in, locking him in place, and he just couldn't get enough of them. This hasn't happened to him before. This amount of devotion that he felt. Was it natural? To feel this way about someone so soon? Were his feelings fake? Surely they weren't. He did use Treasure's existence to fuck with Vincent a bit, but that didn't mean they were ever part of the ruse he had going for himself. He wouldn't let them be that close. Not yet. They were still so new to the whole magic concept as it was, it was dangerous for them.
Porter held them closer, resting his head atop theirs. He can figure this out later. Right now, his job was to protect them. To take care of them.
And, by the gods, was he prepared to worship them.
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agentplutonium · 5 months
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a very sleepy and confused pluto appears to give y’all one concept: Milo getting on his knees to take off Sweetheart’s shoes
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agentplutonium · 17 days
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Forbidden Love AU but make it Gay AND a Pirate AU
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agentplutonium · 8 months
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"After a Long Day" Headcanons
I'm bored, sick, and thinking about a brief conversation that me and @penncilkid had the other night, so here's a list of different redacted bois coming home after a long day.
I'm not gonna do all the redacted bois, but here are the ones that are in this post: Milo, Asher, David, and Guy
Milo is always about physical contact. He usually uses this tactic for when Sweetheart is working too hard, but he loves being able to hold his mate close at any moment. When he's had a hard shift, he wouldn't even say anything to Sweetheart before dragging them to the couch and trapping them there. This always amuses Sweetheart. They would spend this time talking at to Milo, finding any way to kiss any part of him. There would be nothing going on, just Sweetheart's soft voice, their hands and lips against his skin, and the love that he feels for them.
Asher seeks out comfort foods when he gets home from a long day. Baabe would help prepare said food (most of it was junk, or things that he would make with his family, but it didn't matter to Baabe what it was as long as it helped.) After the things were made, they would build a nest in the living room and settle in it to play games for hours on end. They would eat, laugh, and make stupid bets while playing games just for the fun of it.
David is a tough guy, and he usually won't admit when he's tired after a long day. However, when he gets home and is just a little bit more clingy than usual, Angel usually catches on. This is where they would start to do damage control, complaining about how tired they were, and how much their coworkers got on their nerves, and "will you cuddle with me?"s until David 'gives in' because he'd do anything for his Angel. This was the first part of their plan. Angel would then get David to lie down in their lap so they'd be able to play with his hair. David would protest half-heartedly, but he never won the fight. Angel moved on to the third part of the plan, putting on a series of YouTube videos that they watched regularly and turned the volume down so it was just background noise. They would run their fingers through his hair, and David would slowly relax and close his eyes. Sometimes he'd fall asleep like that. Angel never did tease him for when he was like this, but they did take pride in the fact that he could help them relax.
Guy would usually be the opposite of how he normally acts, which is Honey's first clue to how his day went. When he's had a long day, it's usually because he had a lot of deliveries/customers and was just human'd out for the day. Honey would ask him point-blank if he wanted to have their presence or not. If he said no, Honey would give him a kiss before sending him to bed, telling him they were there if they needed him. They would get made fun of for being so soft, but he still listened. If he did want them to stick around, the two of them would end up on the couch tangled together watching one of their shows. Honey would be running their hands along his body in a soothing manner, sometimes running their fingers into his hair, but there would be no talking. There would be no expectation of conversation, or jokes, or anything like that. Guy appreciated it more than anything being able to just exist like that.
anyway that's all from me :D i hope you guys enjoyed this cause idk it was fun for me. i might do more like this in the future ngl.
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agentplutonium · 9 months
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Thinking about legacy child sweetheart this fine night. thinking about sweetheart who had at least one parent working in the department, and who was close to/working as an investigator. Thinking about the pressure that they would carry being know as “____’s kid” who “had so much potential, i mean look at their parents!” Thinking about how they’re usually described as an uptight workaholic and how they probably grew up with that as an example as a kid. They’d be around the department their whole life and this would be seen as normal. Thinking about Sweetheart taking on that Shade case, probably as a way to prove to the others that they are more than just their parents kid. Maybe even to prove to themselves that they are more than that. To prove that they are worthy of the praise that they’ve been getting since they were young. Thinking about Sweetheart who probably would have died if Milo hadn’t been there, being faced with their mortality at a young age, and coming face to face with the fact that this is all their life is going to be. If they survive this, it’s just going to repeat. Over and over, life threatening situation after the next after the next. Thinking about sweetheart having doubts in their job.
Thinking about… Milo and Sweetheart. Thinking about Milo being Sweethearts why. Thinking about Milo and the pack being the reason Sweetheart stays in their job, but also be the reason to take a step back. It’s no longer just Sweetheart and the department, but now it’s Sweetheart and Milo… and the department is their job. Thinking about legacy child Sweetheart, and their loving mate, who works to understand Sweetheart’s upbringing and works with them to try and dismantle that mindset that’s been drilled into them in their formative years. Thinking about Sweetheart who knows what Milo is thinking when he gets into those “i can’t rest until this is fixed” mindsets and working with him and it being a constant give and take game that they play. Thinking about Milo and Sweetheart who are chipping away at those stubborn habits, and it’s slow, and knowing and understanding that progress isn’t linear, and it’s hard- but they do it. they do it together and they’re constantly there for each other. Each is the other’s biggest support system. and they love each other so much.
Guys i’ve been thinking.
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agentplutonium · 9 months
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do you guys ever think about Sweetheart getting up and ready for work while Milo sleeps cause he doesn’t work/works later and like. if they have extra time before they need to leave the house they’ll just lay down beside Milo for a bit. and Milo always wakes up a little at the motion and just pulls them closer mumbling a “there’s my baby” or something like that. cause like. i think about that a lot.
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agentplutonium · 4 months
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Treasure: "Do you think we're soulmates in another universe?"
Porter: "Are we even soulmates in this one?"
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agentplutonium · 3 months
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I stole this off the timeline and i’m about to spedrun an assignment and then go to rehearsal so i won’t be on for a while
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