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anonymergremlin · 7 months

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P and love languages? What would be his main way to show affection while the story progresses? ✨

"Well, dear anon. I haven't forgotten about you! So love languages it is.

There you go!

The Puppet's Love Language

At the beginning of P's and your relationship, he would mostly go for one thing: "imitating art".

Of course, certain people like Lady Antonia and Sophia would give him an explanation of love languages and what they mean, but in the end he would go for what he reads in books/letters or sees in art.

It's not like he's just imitating, no, there's already a certain "I like that" in his mind, but you can't say it's his 'own' love language.

In the beginning he is mainly going for "acts of service" and "receiving gifts". You mention that you like something? He will try to get it for you. You need to do something? He will get it done for you! You really want to see those flowers again? Oh dear, you will receive so many of these flowers.

It's a lot. Like a whole lot. Having him do things and receiving so many things for you is nice, but also a bit overwhelming. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure you like it, but I'm also sure you feel a little bit sorry for him because he's doing way too much.

As he becomes more human, he starts to have his own way of seeing things. Especially as he begins to have desires of his own.

So his love language changes, it changes into something that reflects him as a human puppet. It says, 'P's love language'.

Now, his main love languages are: "Physical touch" and "Quality Time".

Touching is a human thing. We all touch things and other people. So it goes without saying that he wants to be touched, especially when it involves you. Gently touching your skin, holding your hand, pressing his forehead against yours, stroking your cheek with his hand and so much more. He wants it all.

The same goes for quality time. Every moment with you means everything to him. P embraces it completely, even if it is just for a few minutes. You sitting with him in the library to read a book, you standing close to him while he practises with his weapons, you walking with him through the hotel floors, and so much more, it all means so much to him.

As for the other love languages, he expresses them to a certain extent. However, they are not as present in your relationship. But he still performs them. P will still do things for you and will still support you in a way that feels right to him and that he knows you would like. He still brings you gifts from time to time. Gifts with such sweet and important meanings behind them, like a single flower that says "love" or "thank you".

Let's not forget "Words of Affirmation". It's not that he doesn't like to give you a compliment or say the sweetest things to you. He is simply very quiet, even after he has become more human. P prefers to let his actions speak. But don't worry, my dear. I promise you that phrases like "My love", "My dear", "Thank you" and "I love you" will leave his lips from time to time. And, of course, he will say your name as well.

Thanks for the request, anon! I hope you like it.

#lies of p #lies of p x reader #p x reader #headcanon #love language #thanks for the request anon #i really liked to write about it #I hope you enjoy it #as always

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furunui01 · 6 months

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Creekenny? 👉👈✨

Thanks for the request anon, erased like 4 drawings before i decided on this doodle

#this took me longer than it should have #not too happy with the result #thanks for the request anon #creekenny #doodles

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mega-aulover · 11 months

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hi! I saw this sound on TikTok (though I think its pretty old already?) and I just wanted to share it because its giving me a Katniss and Prim vs. Peeta and his brothers vibe 😂 Katniss is just so caring and loving with Prim and we never got any insight on Peeta’s relationship with his brothers but being 3 teenage boys who wrestle as a hobby and with Peeta being the youngest, I can imagine them affectionately beating each other up over the dumbest things (as brothers often do 😂) Anyway, here’s the sound:

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSLLkhsrX/

(Omg I hope the link works 😭)

Hi Anon, I could not open the link (could be b/c I don't have Twitter) but here is a little bit of sibling energy with a dash of Pining Katniss-rated T:

Katniss sat in the bleachers waiting for Prim to arrive from her after-school program. Her sister was invited to do a school beautification initiative. Katniss couldn’t care less about planting roses around the school. However, if her gentle sister wanted to make things look girly then Katniss was going to support Primrose.

There was a whistle blown and the wrestling team came out clad in sweats. Amongst them she spotted two blond bulky forms, one of them made her heart pound in her chest. Katniss wanted to shrink into herself as she raised the hood of her sweater.

Katniss questioned when HE had joined the wrestling team. Her mind quickly went over the timeline. This must have been recent.

The coach yelled at his brother Rye for a smart mouthed reply.

The wrestlers laughed and the coach told them to warm up. Katniss watched them stretch, run, and jump.

Her mouth ran dry when he removed his sweater and pants and was dressed scantily. The stretch uniform left nothing to the imagination. His blond arms were massive, bigger than his brothers. His shoulders were broad, and the two thin straps emphasized just how stocky he was. When he turned around and bent to pick up his shirt, Katniss felt her cheeks heating up. His butt made funny things happen to her in areas that were shameful. The reaction caused Katniss to snap her legs closed.

The whistle blew and Katniss caught herself staring at her boy with the bread. She quickly looked around to make sure no one caught her. She was not someone to ogle guys. Gale was after all good looking, but she never had any interest in awkwardly gawking at him.

But HIM.

Yowzah!

Peeta Mellark, the boy with the bread. It was hard not watching him. Katniss sighed and looked away. There was something beyond his looks that drew her to him. There was a bond between them that spanned time and space.

Katniss tried to act like watching him wrestle. She watched his brother jump on him and try to lock him down, but Peeta was too fast and clever.

Rye was getting frustrated. His face was red, and his blond hair hung limply around his face. Peeta laughed and suddenly he was free. Peeta stood up, his smile radiant and sweet. Rye tackled him to the ground.

Katniss stood ready to march down and beat Rye Mellark to a pulp when she heard her sister’s gentle voice.

“Thank you for waiting for me.”

Katniss was divided between addressing her sister and what was going down below. Internally Katniss pushed down her want to go defend him and turned to her sister. “It’s no problem. Did you plant flowers?”

“Yes, we planted the seeds,” Prim rushed out.

Katniss smiled as she buttoned her sister’s coat. “That’s exciting, though isn’t it too early to plant flowers. It’s not even spring yet.”

Prim laughed brightly. “Oh Katniss, don’t you know that in order for a flower to bloom, it has to gestate for a long time in the ground. It is just like love. It must be fostered before it can bloom.”

“Now that’s just silly talk,” Katniss said, as she led her sister down the steps of the bleachers.

Prim laughed again, as her sister began making quaking noises as they made their way to the exit.

On the mats, Peeta flipped his brother off him. Then walked to the side to drink water. He tracked Katniss and her sister as they left the gym.

“Are you done showing off,” Rye grimaced.

“Huh.”

“Come on Peet, I know you were showing off her,” Rye said in a hushed voice.

Peeta, coughed. “Not sure what you’re talking about.”

“Look Peet, I know you’re into the huntress. I get it she is something. But this is the last time I’ll let you win.”

Peeta cockily looked at his brother. “Let me win old man?”

Rye snorted. “Looser does the dishes tonight.”

“You’re on.”

#thanks for the request anon #I haven't written one of these in a whie.#Katniss x Peeta #Everlarked #The Hunger Games #Befroe the reaping #rye mellark #Primrose Everdeen

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maccaronimassacre · 4 months

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don't have comments on cai yet sooo.. ethan x merperson!reader ?! thank you sm :D

Marine Biologist!Ethan Winters x Merperson!Reader

Currently submerged in the depths of the ocean, Ethan marvels at the vibrant underwater world. Vibrant coral reefs filled with exotic shoals of fish and skittish crustaceans surround him, filling Ethan with a sense of awe and disbelief. However he sees a figure out of the corner of his eye, floating around some rocks. A figure with a tail of a manatee but shiny and plated. The marine biologist starts to weave his way through the reefs and algae covered rocks, wanting to get a closer look at creature. His eyes trail up its scaly tail, and widen when he sees its upper half resembling that of a human. If it weren’t for the scuba mask covering his face, his jaw would be on the sea floor as he meets your gaze. You are an actual merperson, a creature of myth right before his eyes.

#Such a cute concept <3 #might have to do something similar for some other characters #thanks for the request anon #ethan winters #ethan winters x reader #maccaroni massacre

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softguarnere · 2 years

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Totally loved your Shifty fic. I'd like to request something with the same prompt, if it's okay.

[ no tears ] – for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs.

[ what a rush ] – for the long long overdue kiss to end, only for the sender to rest their head on the receiver’s, and comment “do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that?”

The sender is reader, and the receiver is Toye or Babe.

xoxo

I Don't Want You to Hide Your Issues (Blow Them into Your Tissues)

Babe Heffron x reader

A/N: If you guys thought that I was excited for my soft!Speirs agenda, know that I am ready and willing to provide soft! content for the other boys to :) Anon, I'm so glad you liked the Shifty fic, and I hope you like this one! Thanks for the request 💕

Warnings: Smoking, mentions of war, slight angst, more poorly written kiss scenes by yours truly (Also, is kissing NSFW? I genuinely don't know, but if it is, then this is your warning, because there's a kiss)

"Thought that I might find you here."

You take another long drag from your cigarette and lean back on your elbows, looking up from where you're lounging on the grass. Austrian sunshine warms your face, but Babe's sudden sunshine warms your soul. Although, from something on his face, a cloud has seemed to blow in on a breeze out of nowhere, casting a shadow over his mood in a way that only his close friends would recognize.

You blow a smoke ring. "Oh really? You know me so well."

"Nah. Lucky guess, actually." The Philly boy flops down on the grass beside you. Nimble fingers pluck your cigarette away and he inhales deeply from it before he passes it back to you. "For the record, my team was winning." He gives you a sideways glance, teasing. "Is that why you stepped away? Sore loser?"

Right, the baseball game. Only a few moments ago, you had been intent on beating Babe's team, but the field has been cleared of the equipment and abandoned by the men as they all raced away, distracted by the flood of giddiness at the announcement of the war being over and a victory for the Allies.

"I didn't step away; everyone else was leaving. I just wanted a moment alone, to take it all in."

"Yeah. Me too, I guess." He shifts so that he can better look at you. You let him. You like looking at him. You like it when he looks at you. It's been like this ever since he joined the company.

You just wish he would do something about it.

Or rather, that he had done something about it. The war is now over, you have to remind yourself, and you'll be headed home soon.

To allow Babe another minute to admire you in the sunshine, you take another drag from your cigarette, exhale the smoke and ask, "What are you thinking about?"

Usually, he would give you a funny or sarcastic answer. Today, he says nothing -- he only gasps, sharp and painful.

"Babe?" When you turn to him you can see the tears glittering on his cheeks as the afternoon sunshine hits them. His long, pale fingers tangle in the grass as he trembles, crying while he looks at you.

"Hey, hey, Babe. What's wrong?" Carefully, you put out the last bit of your cigarette and sit up on the grass, turning to him. You should comfort him, somehow, but how do you comfort someone when you don't know why they're crying to begin with?

Gently, you bring your hands up to his face and turn it towards you. Sadness fills his eyes as he draws a shaky breath. Using your thumbs, you carefully brush away the tears that cascade down his cheeks, just like your loved ones used to do for you when you were a child -- something that feels like a hundred years ago since you joined the paratroopers.

"Babe, what's the matter?" You try to keep your voice calm, but you can't hide the shake that comes through in an undercurrent of uncertainty. "Why are you crying? We won the war. And you won the game."

A noise somewhere between a laugh and a watery gasp escapes him. One of his hands untangles itself from the grass and comes up to find yours where it still rests on his cheek. "Because we're goin' home now, (Y/N). Me to Philly, and you . . ."

"To my hometown," you finish. Only moments before, your heart had felt light at the prospect of going home -- back to your family, your friends, a familiar bed. Now, Babe's words make it sink a little.

"I'm worried, too," you assure him. "I'm not the person I once was; the war changed me. I'll go home expecting everything to go back to normal, but what if I can't? What if I no longer belong there?"

Babe nods. "Yeah. Yeah, I think we're all a little worried about that. But the thing I won't be able to get used to is not seein' you every day."

Oh. In your chest, your heartbeat falters as you try not to get your hopes up.

"God," his sigh is sharp. "I wanted to tell you so many times, and not like this. Jesus Christ, I'm a mess." He laughs, but it's hollow -- not his usual, upbeat, Philly-tinged guffaw. You move your hands as he brushes away his own tears. "(Y/N), I don't wanna go home if it means not seein' you again."

He rushes on before you can react. "I mean, yeah, I could write you letters or call you up on the phone, but God, it just wouldn't be the same. I don't think I could stand it, knowin' that you're miles and miles away, and that one day we might stop replying to each other because life picks up, gets too busy. No -- I wanna wake up and see you're smilin' face, and I wanna make you coffee and sing off-key to make you laugh --" He cuts himself off, his face turning as red as his hair as he takes in your wide-eyed expression. "Sorry. I just couldn't go on having not at least told you, even if you don't feel the same." In all the time you've known him, you can't remember him ever sounding embarrassed. "Sorry."

Your breathes somehow feel both heavy and not deep enough as you try to take it all in. From the moment you met him, from the second you heard him laugh as he joked around with Bill and Joe in that pub, you had wanted to be something more than his friend. And now he's sitting in front of you, crying, like a man making his final confession. Once, you had allowed yourself to imagine confessing your feelings to him. You had tried to work out what you would say. But now the moment is here, and you don't know what to tell him.

Instead, you move your hand along the grass and take his, stopping it from tearing up the Austrian soil. You place your other hand over his and can only manage a whisper of, "That's what I want, too."

He looks up. "You do?"

"Yes. All this time."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because I was scared," you admit, even though it feels stupid to say now, when anyone could tell from looking at the two of you that you've felt the same way this whole time. "Why didn't you?"

Babe shakes his head, smiles a little. "I was scared, too."

"Can I - ?" You gesture vaguely between you. "I mean, can we - ?"

"Yes," Babe replies. "God, yes!"

His lips are a little chapped from where he always bites them when he's thinking, but his kiss is soft when your mouths crash together. Despite the firework show happening in your chest, you move your mouth slowly, determined to make it last. Babe's hand comes up to hold your face, and you run one of your hands through the back of his hair, making him gasp. When you finally surface for air, his breath is shaky, but no longer from crying. He smiles when you rest your forehead against his.

You let out a laugh, suddenly giddy. "Do you know long I've wanted to do that?"

Babe laughs again, coming back to his usual self. "Well in that case, maybe we should do it again."

You slap his shoulder, but there's no malice in it. "Only if you promise to kiss me that good every morning when we get back to Philly."

The Austrian sunshine cannot compare to the grin that lights up his face. "Doll, you've got yourself a deal!"

#not me writing dramatic love confessions when my one (1) attempt at a love confession in high school went so badly lmaooooo #No but I had so much fun writing this #thanks for the request Anon #back on my soft!Easy agenda #there now i have a tag for it #band of brothers #band of brothers x reader #band of brothers fanfic #band of brothers imagine #anonymous #my writing #babe heffron #babe heffron x reader

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scottxlogan · 1 year

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Hi! Could you please write a story where Logan thinks Scott's died and gets all emotional when he sees Scott's alive? I was thinking it could be after AvX, so Scott and Logan had been denying their feelings, but when Logan sees that Scott's alive he hugs Scott and tells him that he loves him and stuff. Extra points for "God I thought I lost you" sappy sex. I LOVE YOUR BLOG. There needs to be more Scogan in the world.

I know this is a long time in the making anon and I don't know if you are still around, but I finally got around to filling that prompt for you. Thank you for your kind words on my blog and I hope if you're still around that you like the story that I penned. Thank you for the request!

Title: Memories and Mistakes Pairing: Scott Summers/James "Logan" Howlett Rating: Mature Warnings/Tags: Angst and Feels, Angst with a Happy Ending, Feelings Realization, Denial of Feelings, Reunions, Sexual Content, Swearing, Regret, Getting Back Together, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Summary: After their estrangement Logan realizes the only way to win the war the X-Men are facing is to return to the man he'd vowed to give up years earlier. When Logan breaks Scott out of his prison cell the battle proves to be far more than anticipated as Logan reflects on the love he'd foolishly let slip away in the past. Will he be strong enough to hold onto it this time around or will fate have darker plans for his future with Scott? Word Count: 6281

#scogan #wolverine #cyclops #scott summers #james howlett #logan #anon #scott summers bingo #scogan fanfic #scogan fanfic request #thanks for the request anon

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vilochkaaa · 14 days

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Have you ever drawn harvey? Can you pretty please draw harvey?

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#never drew harvey but... here we go!#thanks for the request anon!! :3 #stardew valley art #stardew valley fanart #stardew valley #sdv #sdv art #sdv fanart #stardew valley harvey #sdv harvey #harvey sdv #my art <3 #art requests #fanart #vilka post

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lex-the-flex · 5 months

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coriolanus snow being jelly/ needy and demanding attention,,

been obsessed with him lately tehe <3

“You’re staring again, Coryo.” You announce through your focused state.

"Sorry, Y/N. Can't help it." He says, tossing his pen on the table.

Closing your notebook, you let out a sigh, rubbing your face in mere frustration. Leaning back in your chair, the study room’s ticking clock provides a low level profile for getting work done. But in this case, you were far more than ready to give up.

“It’s not fair! Why must our professors give us an essay and two projects to work on? Do they think we’re robots?!” Arachne questions, throwing her history book on the table.

Turning to face Coriolanus, you widely opened your eyes, hoping he shared the same annoyance at Arachne’s endless complaining. Thankfully he did. Offering you a small smile, you turned back to the study group.

“Because we’re preparing for the 10th Hunger Games. We need to know the importance of the games.” Clemensia replies.

“Besides, we’re all going to be mentors next year. So this is vital for the University. They accept any students who wish to be mentors.” Sejanus adds, leaning onto the table.

“Okay, Mr. Plinth Prize. Please spare us of your wisdom and can we please go get dinner before the mess hall closes?” Arachne asks, standing from her chair.

“Yes please! I’m starving.” Clemensia responds, grabbing her bag.

Standing from your spot at the table, you notice that everyone has practically bolted out the door: except for Coriolanus.

“You okay, Y/N?” He asks, grabbing his bag.

“Yeah, just exhausted, that’s all. I feel like I’m reaching my limit, Coryo.” You respond.

Following Coriolanus to the mess hall, you were so deep into your conversation that you stopped paying attention to the stairs. Upon reaching the second to last bottom step, the sole of your shoe got caught, and you started to fall forward towards the carpeted floor.

Unable to stop yourself, Coriolanus jumped in and leaped forward. Swiftly catching you in his arms, you couldn’t help but yelp at the action.

“Are you alright? What happened?” He asked.

“I’m alright. I think I just slipped.” You reply.

Glancing up at Coriolanus, his worried face and scrunched brows made your stomach turn with excitement. His icy blue eyes were forever locked onto your own e/c orbs and his once neat blonde curls were now draped over his forehead.

Keeping his arms gently around your forearms, the echoing ambiance of the mess hall seemed to fade, until Arachne interrupted.

“Oh what do we have here? Some new lovebirds in our midst no doubt.” She teases.

“Leave them alone.” Sejanus called out.

Finally letting go of Coriolanus, the two of you fixed your uniforms and promptly headed to get dinner. Waiting in line for your food, you couldn’t help but feel Coriolanus’ grip on your shoulders. As your heartbeat slowly started to return to normal, you refused to let Arachne’s constant jokes get in your head.

After all, you had better things to worry about.

Returning to the study room, Coriolanus offered to carry your meal, so once he opened his paper bag, you rested your hand on top of his to make sure he didn’t let go.

“There. Thanks, Coryo.” You replied.

Briefly pulling your hand away, Coriolanus wouldn’t let you. He wanted to keep you here, with his hand in yours. But he hesitantly let go, as he knew that the study session was almost over.

Finishing your meals, you let Clemensia proofread your essay, to which she found was brilliant. After a while, you noticed that Coriolanus slowly moved closer to you. And after a few minutes of concentrated silence, his fingers began to brush along the trim of your jacket. Facing him, he promptly motioned toward his pile of notes.

“Can you explain this to me, Y/N? I don’t know what this line means.” He asked.

Leaning closer, you ended up sitting on the edge of your chair. Offering his hand on the small of your back, Coriolanus gave you his full attention as you started to explain the poem to him.

#thanks anon!#thank you lovely anon #thanks for the request!#Coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow x y/n #coriolanus snow x you #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow fanfiction #coriolanus snow fanfic #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus x you #coriolanus snow fluff #coriolanus snow fic #Coriolanus snow request #tom blyth #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #ballad of songbirds and snakes

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silkythewriter · 3 months

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Heyy so weird request but could you do a vox x reader who has a kinda one sided rivalry with him in the sense every time he releases tech she'll challenge herself to make a better version

Vox with a one sided rivalry with reader!

Warnings!: A tad tinne winne bit of angst!, sorry if he’s OOC! (˃̣̣̥ ^˂̣̣̥`)

Fandom!: Hazbin hotel!

Author note!: OOOOOO I haven’t written rivals to lovers in a bit! Hopefully it’s not too bad!

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Summary!: One sided rivalry with are favorite TV demon (ﾉ ≧∀≦)ﾉ

❤️Written by silkythewriter Do not steal or repost on any other platform please! <3.❤️

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“In the morning, you would gone

I'd be mourning, tryin' to hold on To

the memory of your lips God,

I'm so lovesick What have you done to me?“

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!📺✨Vox✨📺!

Devastated, like actually in greif

After YEARS of not even a single demon upon billions below in the forsaken place called hell could make a DENT in the empire he built. But then you came along! With all your Gezmos and trinkets! (He refuses to call them anything other then that)

He is insecure, no matter how much he puts a face on about not having a fear in the world. He dose, he’s terrified of being replaced or knocked off the top!

The first time you released something after he did he merely laughed. You? A small tiny little business? What idiot would do that!? Your product was most definitely gonna be looked over!

Or that is what he thought at first (ಡ‸ಡ)…

Soon he realized how quick your growth to fame was. And honestly had a melt down, who even were you?!

He makes back handed complements on his TV show like for example “and on recent news a new technology has been released by *insert your name/company name*, looks a bit cheap but it’s okay for their first time!”

Yea expect those a lot…

He’s use to company’s butting heads with him, but he always squashed them in under a day! If not less!, so he was bewildered when you just kept popping up everywhere. He doesn’t even know how. half of the channels in hell are owned or under his name! Or at least played on HIS tvs!.

And when he released a product only for the next day for it to get a bit over shadowed by yours he loses it. He immediately thinks your doing this on purpose, he thinks your doing this as a means to get his attention.

Will never admit it but he bought one just to break it outta rage but after a bit he understood the hype, will take this to his second death bed.

He’s never had a good look at you before maybe a small invention or gala for some of the highest company owners in hell. And let me tell you when this man saw you he was shocked, it took velvet to snap her fingers for him to get out of his trans-like-state. He’s more embarrassed then he’s ever been, not only are your products prove to be a good runner up to his but you were making min lose his breath.

He didn’t wanna believe at first before velvet confirmed it to him.

And may i say, the minute you glanced at him and gave him a charming smile while waving your hand at him with a small glint of pride in your eyes, he actually had a system crashed screen as his whole system rebooted.

It wouldn’t be long till you made your way over to him trying to introduce yourself(•̀ᴗ•́)و

Honestly he couldn’t think straight until you excused yourself to talk to another business owner. He dosent understand, for all the years he’s been dead how is his heart beating so fast for you?

In denial about any feelings towards you, it can’t be! He despises you !, right?

Takes him a bit to work up the courage to talk to you again, as he introduced himself properly with as much passive aggressive charm he could muster. Only to be confused at your sweet yet passive aggressive smile as you shook his hand with such care

How can someone be so competitive yet so sweet?

We’re you trying to woo him on purpose!?(ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

He didn’t understand even though he knew your intent, and the underlying nature in your interaction. He still found it charming, and shocking at you technical level and marking tactics. He isn’t happily impressed, but he is definitely impressed, he would never show that though of course.

It always seemed no matter how much of a short time between releases you always managed to make it better he just didn’t understand how!. How did you have such short time to perfect something that he’s been working at for months!

He soon realizes out shinning you or squashing you business wasn’t gonna work. You guys were too evenly matched, it would be through pure luck that one of you would out shine the other one day and not the next. So he did the best next thing, purposed a business deal (quite reluctantly might I add)

To just merge company’s he knew your rise wouldn’t falter anytime soon.

At first you felt like this was a trick, to steal your soul or take you out while your walls were down. But he quickly explained it’d be easier to just have you work on things and share the profit (surprise, surprise)

Now you can decide weather you accept or not!

But after that meeting he would call you over for many more strictly for business meetings! Definitely not just desperate to spend time with you or anything

Even when you proposed to just, email, or text, he still declined saying he found it easier to say what he needed out loud. Definitely…. (≖ᴗ≖✿)

Sooner or later you’d catch on, or some people on the news would gossip of your “secret affairs”

You would soon confront him about this, and let me tell you this man is decent at standing under pressure in some if not most situations expect this one.

I feel like he wouldn’t admit it till MANY months later cause he’s just that stubborn

He just hates it, he hates your stupid smile, the way you make his stomach do back flips, the small glint of happiness and pride when your product is loved and bought by the millions. He hates the smile you keep even if at a rivalry with him. He hates everything about you, he hates it, he hates it so much he ends up realizing he loves it.

Yea he is one complicated man….

But once he finally admits it, and you end up giving it a shot. This guy would try to act like he wasn’t about to shut down, like his inner fans and vents weren’t about to self implode, he’d act cool and collected about it but behind closed doors he’s quite literally smiling like a dope

NOW if this were released to the public, the mess that would ensue is scandals upon scandals.

I mean! Imagine the head lines! “Two of hells most biggest company rivals now together?!”

News is fast to spreed lemme tell you that

I feel like he would rather have the relationship private but if it got out…let’s just say he wouldn’t stop it either per say (¬‿¬)

Overall! I feel like even if it was a one sided rivalry I feel like it would quickly turn to both of you butting heads. Cause to out shine the king of tech himself is quite the challenge, and you being able to do that says a lot!, he’ll be holding a grudge even into a relationship and still would get competitive here to there he would definitely still study your work to see how you improve so fast!. Still in the end of the day he’ll still dote on you behind close doors!

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WOWZA THAT WAS ALOT OH MY GOSH

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I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!, I haven’t written rivals to lover plot in a bit BUT MY GOSH NESS ITS VERY FUN TO PLAY AROUND WITH THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING PLEASE COME AGAIN! Ｏ(≧▽≦)Ｏ

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