#the kids always bring this up whenever something big happens in their relationship

[artiststarme]

Based on this post by @anzelsilver. Thanks for letting me write this prompt and I hope I did it justice!

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Eddie had no idea what was happening. Don’t get him wrong, the last several months have been great following his horrific encounter with the Upside Down, nearly dying, and then having to clear his name from a series of murders he didn’t commit. But other than his absolute shitshow of a Spring Break, ‘86 truly was his year. He had graduated and become friends with an entire group of outcasts ranging from D&D nerds, a band kid, and a jock. He had never imagined that he would become friends with Steve “the Hair'' Harrington but here he was. But that’s what led to his inordinate confusion. 

Being friends with Steve Harrington was confusing and unlike any other friendship he’d had before. They’d gone from hating each other from afar before their experience with Vecna to hanging out everyday afterwards. Steve would show up to the new Munson trailer with carry-out food from the diner and a blinding smile on his face. At movie nights, Steve would sit closely to Eddie with an arm around his shoulder and would hide his face in his neck at scary parts. He kept suggesting new plans or restaurants to try and would discretely hold Eddie’s hands out of view of everyone else. And when he got particularly excited about something, Steve would even kiss the corner of Eddie’s mouth! 

Now, Eddie had never been friends with a jock before. So he assumes that Steve’s touchiness is due to trauma bonding and jock culture and he doesn’t question it. He continues to hang out with Steve without limitation but all of the touching and everything with a straight guy is confusing for Eddie. Then, a nice guy approaches him at the Hideout after a set and Eddie really has no reason not to agree to go on a date. The fleeting touches from Steve and all around “good guy-ness” has been leaving Eddie feeling unfulfilled and frankly pathetic. He vowed not to crush on another straight guy after what happened last time yet here he was. So, what better way to get over his unrequited crush on Steve than to go out with another guy?

It’s at another Party movie night at Steve’s house that Eddie tells the group. “Look guys, I’m sorry but I’m going to have to postpone Hellfire this week.”

There was a moment of calmness before the kids erupted. 

“Postpone? POSTPONE?!” Mike screams, being the indignant little shit that he is. 

“Eddie, you can’t postpone! You didn’t even postpone for Lucas when he had his basketball game!” Dustin tries, aiming a well-aimed punch at Eddie’s guilt for that particular past decision. Lesson learned, Henderson. 

“Yeah, you said you never postponed! What’s so important that you’re going to postpone the best part of the campaign?” Lucas asked, offended at the mere idea. 

“Well my little sheep, if you must know, I have been courted by a fine bard to be taken on a date. It’s non negotiable, Hellfire will be postponed to next Friday,” Eddie said theatrically. He was laser focused on the reactions of the kids and thus missed the questioning glance Robin threw to a rapidly paling Steve. 

“There’s no way. Steve said he’d sit in on the session on Friday. You’re not going on a date. You almost got us there,” Dustin chuckled. 

“What does that have to do with anything, Henderson? I am going on the date! Tony asked me after my set and I didn’t have any reason to say no! And because you can’t have a campaign without the DM, Hellfire is postponed. End of discussion!”

The room went absolutely silent, enough to hear a pin drop. Eddie didn’t know what he said wrong, everyone here already knew he was gay so they wouldn’t have an issue with that. But as he looked around and saw everyone staring- no glaring, at him, he knew he fucked something up. He whipped around to stare at Steve when he heard him mutter, “oh… fuck, I’m so stupid.”

Eddie’s eyes widened when he saw Steve roughly wipe at his eyes in an attempt to obscure the falling tears. “What the- Stevie?”

Steve just made his way to the back door leading to the patio and muttered, “I hope you have a good date, Eddie.”

Robin shook her head in disbelief. “What the hell, Eddie? I trusted you with him.” 

She looks worriedly in the direction Steve ran but looks back at Eddie with murderous intent in her eyes. She seems torn between wanting to stay and tear Eddie a new one or run after her platonic soulmate. 

“Go Robin, I’ve got this handled,” Nancy says like that’s not the scariest sentence he’s ever heard. She says it in a voice that makes Eddie want to run home and hide under his covers. With one more scathing glare to Eddie in parting, Robin takes off after Steve. 

Eddie was left standing confused in the middle of the Harrington living room, staring at where Steve once stood. The rest of the Party immediately started berating him once the sliding door closed behind Steve and Robin. 

“What are you doing, Eddie?” Lucas, ever the diplomat, asked in bewilderment. 

“You’re a coward, what the fuck is the matter with you?” Max spit at him, her eyes glaring into his very soul. 

“Eddie, you just really hurt Steve. Why would you do that?” Will asked, his eyes open wide in shock. 

“You’re literally the scum of the earth, Eddie. What in the literal hell gives you the right?” Dustin said, really going for his throat. 

“Eddie,” Nancy starts and immediately the rest of the room falls silent. “I cannot believe that you would do something like this. After everything we’ve done for you, everything Steve has done for you, you’re going to mess it all up for what? A date with some stranger? I thought you were better than that but I guess you were right. You really are just a coward that runs away from anything important. I hope you’re happy with yourself, Munson.”

Eddie’s heart dropped at her words. He thought they were all cool with him and Robin being gay but maybe they weren’t. But going after all of his insecurities so viscerally? It made him wonder if they had ever been his friends at all. 

“I thought you guys would be happy for me. I don’t know what I did but I’m really sorry. I didn’t know that you would react like this.” He whispered, his arms coming up to hug himself self-soothingly. 

Whether it was the tears in his eyes or the sincerity of his words, Nancy’s intimidating posture becomes contemplative. Then, realization hits her. “Eddie, you do know that you and Steve are dating… right? And you just stomped all over his feelings in front of all of his friends?”

Eddie feels ice pour through his veins. That would explain the cuddling on the couch during movies, the sleepovers in the same bed, and the chaste kisses on the edge of his lips. Oh fuck. They were dating. And he just fucked it all up by agreeing to go out on a date with another guy… some, some schmuck!

Oh no, Eddie’s eyes widened even further. Steve thinks he just broke up with him and left his own house! Oh no! 

“Jesus H. Christ! Why didn’t anyone fucking tell me that we were dating? You expect me to just know these things? Fuck! I have to go after him, right? Goddamn it, you all fucking suck. No one thought to fucking tell me the cuddling and goddamn kisses were him wooing me? Fucking shit!” Eddie screamed at the group before turning and sprinting after Steve, his apparent boyfriend. What the literal fuck was he supposed to do about that?

He caught up to them quickly, Steve and Robin were sitting on the edge of the pool with their feet in the water. They both turned around at the sound of the sliding door slamming open against the jam. Eddie burst through panting and keeling over. Jesus Christ, he had to cut down on the smoking. Poor Steve had tear tracks running down his cheeks and Robin had a wet stain on the shoulder of her shirt. She glared at him menacingly from her perch. 

“Steve, I’m sorry! I didn’t know we were dating, I’m so sorry.” Eddie pled through his pants.

Steve’s eyebrows crinkled in confusion. “How the hell did you not know we were dating? I literally just took you to Indy on a date last weekend and was holding your hand. We’ve kissed!”

Eddie let out a manic laugh. “I know! I know we’ve kissed and I know it sounds stupid. I thought it was you being really touchy with your friends or like jock behavior or something. Steve, I swear to you, I had no idea that we were dating.”

Robin’s eyes were squinted and she asked incredulously, “how many guys are you kissing that you think kissing people on the lips is ‘jock behavior’? Do you know how stupid that sounds?”

“Yes, I know how stupid that sounds! And guess what, I’m stupid! You think you can be a senior in high school for three fucking years without being stupid?! No! But I swear, I didn’t know.”

Steve shook his head, “no, you’re not stupid. This is my fault. I know you wouldn’t want to date me and I misunderstood-”

“Steve, of course I want to date you! You’re perfect and I love you, why wouldn’t I want to be your boyfriend? I’m just really fucking dumb and didn’t realize. I am so sorry.”

Robin was watching the two of them talk like a tennis match. She had no idea what was happening but holy shit, it felt like she was in a sitcom. Steve stood from his position at the pool and took a step towards Eddie. “You would date me?”

Eddie nodded vigorously, “of fucking course, Steve! The only reason I agreed to go on a date with Tony in the first place is because I wanted to get over you. All of the touching and flirting had me out of my mind because I thought I couldn’t have you, man. I was going crazy.”

Steve moved closer so they were nose to nose and glanced down at his lips. “Don’t call me ‘man’.” 

Eddie licked his lips and watched Steve’s eyes track the movement. “What’re you going to do about it, big boy?”

Steve’s lips surged forward to meet his own, fully this time in a way the chaste kisses in the past hadn’t before. Eddie felt butterflies in his stomach and electricity down to his toes. He was flying on cloud nine and he had never felt such happiness, such contentment and-

“Eh em, excuse me. Hey, be respectful of the lesbian eyes over here! I don’t need to see any of this. Eddie, stop with the tongue!” Robin shrieked, breaking his haze of Steve Harrington-induced bliss. 

Steve pulled back enough to murmur against his lips, “Eddie, would you go on a date with me?”

Eddie smirked and with his eyes still closed, he whispered, “I thought you’d never ask, Stevie.”

#and they lived happily ever after #the kids always bring this up whenever something big happens in their relationship #They remind him daily for a week after Steve proposes that they are in fact 'FiAnCeeS' #Eddie can never live this down #prompt from anzelsilver #stranger things #fanfic #steddie #steddie fic #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #dustin henderson #mike wheeler #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #will byers

[konigsblog]

short random 141 headcannons, silly/fluff ☄️

ghost 💀;

absolutely hates coffee, avid tea drinker and refuses anything else. a lot of people assume that the cold-hearted killer, simon riley, would hate sugary coffee. but, truth be told, he has a huge sweet tooth that only price knows about, and has to keep him from eating too much.

growing up, he was quiet. a lot of people teased him for being so silent, including his friends, but only in a joking way. he's one of those kids that make friend's easily, just well-behaved in class to avoid stressing out his mother.

acts as if he hates johnny, but after that solo mission soap had, he grew more close to him. didn't like whenever john had to go on a mission without him in fear that he wouldn't return, gradually developed a fear of losing the team - something he'd always had, yet increased further after graves's betrayal.

has a high metabolism. he could eat way over his maintenance calories and not gain anything. he works out in his house during leave, usually eating quick takeaways or frozen meals, rolling his eyes whenever you bring up the state of the apartment. who cares, its not as if he's here most of the time.

soap 🧼;

absolutely loves getting drunk at a club with the team, has to be dragged home by price, him and gaz laughing maniacally at absolutely nothing.

he threw up on ghost afterwards.

because if his flirtatious personality, he's had many girlfriends. they never last long since he doesn't take the relationship's seriousness, still flirting with others as a joke, but offending whoever he's with at the time.

he isn't serious at all, which we've probably gathered from his personality. accidentally laughs at the wrong times, apologise profusely as they snarl at him. definitely gives off the wrong impression and gets embarrassed whenever price mentions it.

johnny knows what he's good at, he doesn't like being insulted by anyone, even as a joke. mention something about him not being as strong as ghost as he's pissed for the rest of the day. somewhat easily jealous, stemmed from when he was a rookie, lean with barely any muscle and constantly teased by others. (heard the last bit from another creator, but i can't remember the user for the life of me.)

gaz 🧢;

doesn't take alcohol very well, especially his hangovers. they're cruel, he has a pounding headache all day and throws up multiple times. laid in bed playing games the entire day, groaning as he feels himself burn up.

is terrified of bugs, absolutely hates spiders. doesn't give a fuck about the spider poem, will scream and crush them with his foot. probably came from when he was a child and got caught in a spiders web, cried to his mum.

definitely has a lot of sisters. they raised him well so he's very respectful in relationships and knows how to treat a lady right. when he was younger, his sister's would beg him to let them use makeup on him, agreeing and getting annoyed when he couldn't wash it off.

definitely youngest child energy.

price 🎣;

when he was a kid, he wanted to be something like a policeman or a firefighter, loves being in charge of stuff.

he's a true gentleman; will hold the door for his wife, giving her a bouquet of flowers whenever he can, kisses her all the time and compliments galore. he's a true fan of cuddling you from behind, sneaking up on you and kissing your neck, complimenting the meal you'd made.

took the 141 fishing, let's just say that it never happened again. it was all peaceful until johnny thought he a turtle, leaning over the lake and falling in. kyle laughed his ass off and simon sighed with disapproval, yet not surprised that he'd managed something like that. price lost a good fish trying to save him from drowning.

loves dogs, not small dogs (chihuahua hater), but big dogs. he loves german shepherds since he works with them, k9s. or a doberman, definitely owned a big dog when he was younger and has baby photos of him on it's back, only laswell saw them.

#cod headcanons #cod mw22 #orla speaks #call of duty modern warfare #task force 141 x reader #captain john price #captain price #ghost mw2 #simon ghost riley #gaz call of duty #gaz cod #soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #modern warefare ii

[darlingshane]

Professor Castle II

Frank Castle x F!Reader

Summary: Frank takes you to Curtis' wedding in Florida as his date.

CW: 18+. Explicit, Smut, Angst, Romance, Fluff, Vaginal Sex, Fingering, Mutual Masturbation, Kissing, Feelings, Age Gap, Professor/Student relationship.

Word Count: 6.5k

— Links: First Part // AO3.

A/N: I wasn't planning on adding another part to this, but this idea came to me as I was finishing the first one and I had to write it. There are a lot of mixed feelings and romance and smut. And we also get to know how reader and Frank got together in the first place. Billy and Dinah have a significant appearance here, and Billy is kind of a bitch. I can never bring myself to see him in a better light, even in an au like this.

It's Friday afternoon, after a hectic day of work and classes, that you get on a flight to Florida to accompany Frank to one of his best friends’ wedding.

It feels like a pretty surreal experience that he wanted you to come along, and that you also said yes. The last time you were invited to a wedding you were probably eleven or twelve and were seated at the kids’ table. Going to an affair like this as an adult with your very grown-up, secretive boyfriend feels like skydiving with no parachute.

It's already dark by the time the plane lands in the evening. The knot in your stomach tightens as you get off the plane. You were already nervous before taking off. Once your feet touch ground in Florida you wish you had a longer flight. It all happened so fast you didn't have time to prepare yourself for the idea of meeting Frank's friends. It's basically like meeting his family. Whenever you've heard stories about Billy or Curtis, he always talked about them as if they were blood brothers. So the whole thing becomes more scary the closer you get to the hotel.

There's a sudden shift during that half an hour ride to your destination. Internally, you feel like you still should hide your relationship with Frank, but he's been holding your hand the entire way there. You can't bring yourself to process how good it feels not having to care about if someone might see you or not. For months, being constantly alert is all you've done. It was exciting at first, but not as much as having his big paw holding your hand out in the open while the shuttle driver asks if you're here on vacation.

The building you arrive in sits so close to the ocean you can hear the waves crashing on shore and smell the fresh saltwater lingering in the air before you get out of the vehicle.

Once you've checked in, you get to a lovely room on the third floor with a view to the pool where a group of people enjoy an evening dive. You open the door to the balcony to let the air in, while Frank checks the rest of the room.

“Are you okay, baby?” Asks Frank as you lean on the railing outside.

“Yeah, just a little tired.”

“Well, there's a bed right here.” He points out before opening his suitcase on the mattress to take out his suit.

“It looks like a nice bed.” Glancing over your shoulder, you watch Frank straightening the fabric before hanging it in the closet.

When he's done, he joins you on the balcony, linking his arms around your waist.

“Should we go out to dinner or stay and order room service?” He softly kisses your nape.

“Hm, I'm fine with either. What do you wanna do?”

“Well, It'd be nice to go out since we never get to do that. But on the other hand, we haven't been really alone for a couple of weeks, and I was really looking forward to having you all for myself tonight.”

“It's still early, my king. We can do both.” You tuck your arm back to caress his jaw.

“Yeah? I thought you were tired.”

“I'm also hungry. Let me change and get rid of the airplane smell, and we'll go exploring.”

You unpack your suitcase and hang the outfits you picked for the next couple of days next to Frank's, which is such a bizarre thing to do. It's going to be an interesting weekend without having to put much thought into the secrecy of your relationship. Something as simple as just holding hands or letting your clothes live next to his, even if it's just temporary, makes you feel that normalcy most couples have. You wonder if this is what the future holds for you and Frank. It begs to question if this is the future you want with Frank.

Both of you freshen up and change into clean clothes. You slip into a long skirt with a halter top in your favorite color and a pair of sandals while Frank dons a pair of black chinos and a brown polo shirt.

Heading downstairs you go straight to the restaurant, sit at the bar and order some drinks first while you wait for a table.

“What?” you're chewing on the end of a straw when you notice Frank stare weirdly fixed on you. “Do I have something on my face?”

“No, you’re perfect.” His gaze beams full of wonder. “I just… Look at you. You're so beautiful. I can't believe you're here with me. I thought we'd never get to be out like this.”

“It’s kinda weird, isn’t it? But in a good way.”

“Yeah. C’mere,” his hand slides along your jaw and stops at your nape. A flick of his tongue swipes his lips before planting a wet one on your mouth. It lingers for a moment before diving for a deeper taste. It takes you off guard, and you almost want to pull back as soon as the tip of his tongue escapes past your teeth. It’s when it tries to meet with yours that you awkwardly pull your head back. His palm massages the back of your neck as you press your forehead against his, feeling a pang of sadness thrum in your chest.

“What’s the matter, sweetheart?”

Your head slightly shakes, as you look down at your hands holding his forearm on your lap.

“I just… I feel like everyone is staring at us.”

“Let’em.”

“Frank.”

“Baby, I’m serious. Nobody is watching us. Look around,” his hold loosens around your neck and your head swivels to see that in fact no one is interested in whatever you and Frank do. “Are you embarrassed to be seen with an old man like me?”

“You’re not that old.”

“That wasn’t a no.”

“I’m not embarrassed to be with you, Frank. I… I wish we could do this all the time like normal people do. It feels like after this weekend, we’ll never get to do this ever again. I know we just got here, and I’m just being dramatic, you don’t have to say it. But uh… it makes me sad we can’t go out like this at home.”

“Baby, I get it. I wish I could have you like all the damn time. It breaks my heart to see you every day and have to remind myself not to look at you or touch you or kiss you.”

“Sorry for bringing you down with me. It's been a long day. And being here with you is a little overwhelming. It's brought a lot of stuff to the surface I never even considered before. I see it comes out so natural for you to do something like holding my hand or kissing me, and I feel bad that there’s this weird thing blocking me from enjoying that.”

“Hey, don't apologize.” Frank sighs before gently pressing a kiss on your forehead. “I'm the one who's sorry for not realizing sooner that this was a bigger deal for you than I thought. I just wanted you here so badly, I didn't think what this meant for you– for us. How about we go back to the room, order something, put on a movie and take it slow.”

“No, it's okay. I'll be fine. I wanna get used to this. I wanna be here with you, Frank.”

“Yeah?”

Drawing a smile, you simply nod and squeeze his hand a little harder.

“Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?”

“A couple of times. It doesn’t hurt to hear it again.”

Your lips pull up a little higher, as you lean forward to attempt to resume the kiss he started.

“Mr. Castle.” The restaurant’s hostess interrupts you just as you press your lips against his. “Your table is ready.”

She guides you to a table by the window with a view to the beach.

“Your waiter will be right over,” she politely says before going to fetch more people to place at the empty tables.

Despite being still a little nervous about the whole thing, you’re so over the moon with Frank, that it's easy to relax more and more in his presence. He knows how to smooth things over with just a few sweet words or an adoring glance framed by those glasses that really show the beauty of his eyes. You never thought he'd be this casual and forward when it came to showing public displays of affection. You're both overly cautious, but here, it's like he's flipped a switch in his head and all his problems are gone. Despite his impromptu decision the other day when he tried to break up with you, it feels like he's been dying to be able to show the world that you're his, and he is yours. You adore that about him and try to ease your mind into being more present right here and let go of all those worries that sadden your heart. Even if it's just for two days, you should be able to enjoy what you got.

By the end of your meal, you’re halfway through your dessert when a couple approaches the table.

“Hey, Frankie!” Billy, who you recognized from one of Frank’s pictures, makes him stand from his seat to give him a hug.

“Bill,” he addresses him before looking at the woman by his side. “Hey, Dinah. Good to see you again.”

“Yeah, good to see you, too.”

“And you must be the mystery woman Frank never told us about until a couple of days ago,” Billy directs his attention to you as you extend your hand in his direction.

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out.”

“Oh, she’s funny.”

“You have no idea.”

They both shake your hand as Frank sits back down.

“Thought you were going to turn in early like the rest of the party.”

“That was the plan, but we decided at the last minute to come down. You guys wanna join us?”

“No, we’re going to this swing by this bar down the street. You should come.”

“We've already had a couple of drinks,” Frank says. “We were about to call it a night.”

“C’mon, just a nightcap. It’s been a while since we’ve seen you. And you just can’t bring a date to Curt’s wedding and not properly introduce her like she deserves.”

Frank glances at you and shrugs, “you wanna go?”

“Just one drink?”

“Just one drink,” Billy repeats. “I mean if you’re old enough to drink.”

He says so casually it throws you off, but you’re quick to reply when you’re nervous.

“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that but yes, I’m old enough to drink.” You prove it by lifting the almost empty cocktail glass from the table and bring it to your mouth to finish it.

He mimes his fingers zipping his mouth as Dinah gives him a look and Frank hangs his head down.

Once the momentary awkwardness has passed you choose to follow them down the boardwalk to a crowded bar at the end of the street. You take a table outside and order some drinks. You go for another cocktail, the guys have a couple of beers and Dinah settles for scotch on the rocks.

“So, Frankie here has strictly forbidden us to ask you questions. What is he trying to hide?” Billy stares at you from the other couch with his elbows leaned on his knees.

“I didn't say that. I only asked you to not give her the third degree.” He scoffs.

“It's okay.” You laugh, placing a palm at the small of Frank's back. “What do you wanna know?”

While Billy questions you about your life, where you come from, what you’re majoring in, what your hobbies are… Frank tries to remain not too bothered but often chimes in to say – you don’t have to answer that, when Billy pokes into something way too personal.

Almost through with your cocktail you stand up and head to the bathroom and Dinah stalks behind you.

“Didn’t realize you were coming too,” you say when you notice her holding the door after you step into the room.

“Yeah, I needed a break from hearing Billy talk. Don’t mind him, he always had a big mouth. It’s pathological, but he’s harmless… for the most part.”

“He’s… intense,” you say for the lack of a better word. “How long have you two been together?”

“Oh, we’re not together together. We just hang out sometimes.”

“You could’ve fooled me.” You lean on one of the sinks while Dinah fixes her makeup.

“How long have you been dating Frank?”

“Hm, almost a year.”

“You know, I dated a teacher once at the academy, but it was nothing like you and Frank.”

“How so?”

“He didn’t take me as a plus-one to a wedding for starters. It was just sex. I can see that it’s more for you and Frank. Is it?”

“I uhh… I think it is. It’s crazy that he invited me here.”

“Yeah, he’s been moping around for a couple of years since his last girlfriend. It’s good that he has you now. How did that happen?”

You can see that Dinah and Billy have more in common than she lets on. They definitely share the same hunger to gather information from anyone. You don’t mind them poking around to know more about you. It’s actually refreshing being able to talk about you and Frank for the first time, and if Frank has told them about you, it means that he trusts them.

“Well, it’s not an interesting story. We didn’t fall in love at first sight, or shared longing glances across hallways, or pass secret notes, and shit. He uh… we used to go to the same café outside campus that has the best coffee. One day I saw him trying to pay with his phone cause he forgot his wallet, and it wasn’t working cause he’s technologically inept to handle any app. So I paid for his coffee. The next day he paid for mine and I helped him manage his digital wallet. We started taking more and more outside class. We would walk together back to campus. Over time, it took us longer and longer to make it back. We would stop at this park to look at the ducks in the lake. Sometimes we fed them to stall. Though neither of us gave a shit about the ducks-”

“Of course,” Dinah softly smiles at your remark.

“Then I’d tell him I’d be at this art show, or go to this movie, whatever shit I was doing, hoping he’d show up, and he did. It was like that for months, one day we looked at the other, and we knew… I guess we fell in love. And at the same time we realized that we couldn’t see each other like that anymore. So we stopped hanging out. That lasted like three weeks tops. We were both miserable.”

“And then what happened?”

“I… it was the end of the semester, before finals, I had my first play, and he came to see it.”

“He came to see you.” She accurately points out.

“Right. Once it was over, he went backstage to say hi to everyone. I… before he left I said to him to wait for me in his car and he did. After everyone left, I headed out to the parking lot, got in the passenger seat and told him to drive. We talked for hours, trying to convince ourselves once more that we couldn't be together, that I'd never work, but it didn't matter. We made a choice and now here we are. We’ve been hiding for months and it…”

“It finally feels right to say it out loud.”

“I think so… I can’t tell anyone else in my life right now. It’s hard to trust anyone with a secret like that. But if Frank told you I guess I can trust you.”

“You can. I get it. Sometimes you can't choose who you fall in love with.”

“How come something that’s supposed to be wrong feels so right at the same time?” You’ve been wondering for months.

“That’s a complicated question, sweetie. But it’s usually the things that are supposed to be wrong that feel the best, unfortunately.”

Meanwhile, outside, Billy grills Frank a little more about you on a totally different approach than Dinah’s.

“C’mon, Frankie. You can’t be serious. You know you could lose your tenure if they find out.”

“They’re not going to find out.”

“If it was just sex I’d get it. I’ve had my fair share of coeds. The difference is that I’m not their teacher, well, sometimes they like to pretend that I am, if you know what I mean. But you’re bringing her to Curt’s wedding, as your date. That’s nuts.”

“Why is it so hard to believe that I love her?”

“Cause you haven’t been with anyone since Maria and the first person you date is one of your students. Does it sound sane to you? Are you having a midlife crisis or something?”

“You know, out of everyone, I thought you'd be the last one to judge, Bill.”

“I'm not judging you, Frankie. I'm just checking that you haven't completely lost your mind. Someone has to. You look like you're willing to risk it all out for her. Is she worth all that, your job, your reputation, your precious principles? I thought you had a code.”

“She's absolutely worth all that. Can you say the same about Dinah? When are you going to stop playing with her?”

“Me? She's the one who calls the shots. She's the one playing with me.”

“Yeah, sure.” Frank scoffs before taking a swallow of his beer.

“Okay, let's just say it's a game we both love playing. I use her, she uses me, it's a win-win situation.”

“Until someone gets hurt.”

“Well, some people like that. How are you keeping up with her?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean bed wise. I know from experience that twenty-year-olds are like feral cats. Can you handle something like that?”

“Jesus, Bill. You're fucking disgusting sometimes. Don't talk about her like that.”

“What? Have you forgotten how you were at her age? You were either fucking or thinking about fucking.”

“Not everything is about sex.”

“Right, so you're not having sex.”

“That's none of your business.”

“Well, if you're so willing to put your ass in the line, I hope you're getting at least something out of it.”

“That's all that is for you, huh? You never do anything unless you're getting something in return. Everyone and everything is trading businesses for you. Even love.”

“Love is for children, Frankie. Never did anything good for anyone. Look at you… Every woman that ever touched you left a deeper mark than the last one. I’d rather be shot a hundred times than having to carry imaginary scars. What do you think is gonna happen when she's done with you? You think a girl like that is ready to commit forever?”

“You're so full of shit, Bill. You talk big game, but you never made it past the side lines. If that's where you wanna stay there, fine, but don't pretend you know how it feels to put yourself out there and offer yourself without expecting anyone to hand everything to you right away.”

“You used to be more fun.”

“Well, your idea of fun is different from mine.”

“Hey, what did we miss?”

Dinah and you return to the table that seems to have gathered a visible dark cloud over them.

“Nothing, get your stuff. We're going back to the hotel.” Frank barks, promptly rising from his chair.

“Are you ready to tell me what happened between you and Billy?” you straddle Frank's lap on the bed. He's taken off his glasses and most of his clothes and the only thing left is his boxer briefs. You tried to pry on the way back here, but he was clearly still upset about something. Now that he's more relaxed you try again while you comb his hair with your fingers. “Was he mean to you? Do you want me to kick his bony ass?”

“I'd like to see that,” he chuckles as his palms smooth the bare skin of your thighs. “There's nothing to tell, sweetheart. He's just an asshole sometimes. I'll get over it. C'mere.”

He tucks a finger under your chin and pulls your face closer so he can seize your lips. You can tell he's trying to distract you from asking further questions but if he's not ready to talk about it then there's nothing you can't do right now. You happily accept his affection and quickly melt in the slow undoing of his tongue as it finds yours. It's easy to forget and forgive when he has you like this. All rational thought abandons you and suddenly your hips are grinding against him, following the same rhythm as his tongue as it becomes more eager to please you. His hands hold tight to your hips, coaxing you to feel him growing hard between those layers of underwear keeping your flesh from coming to close contact.

“God, I've been dying to have you like this, sweetheart,” his breathing falters between sloppy kisses.

“I know.” You break from his mouth and press your forehead against his, gazing down at the spot where your centers rub together to see his cock bulging up like mad.

Frank gets a hold of your top and swiftly pulls it over your head so he can kiss your tits. He buries his face in your chest while your arm curls around his nape. He's all tongue, teeth, and lips inciting your skin to come alive into tiny pimples. He sucks a nipple into his mouth, hums around it, and bites hard as you let out a breathless gasp when his teeth sink into your flesh. Before it starts hurting he releases it to see a faint mark around the circumference.

“Fuck me.”

“Yeah?” Biting his bottom lip, he draws the shape of your jaw with a finger before shifting positions with you to have you on your back. That same finger traces the length of your torso all the way down to your underwear. He takes a full sight of you for a beat before yanking your panties off you and pushing his boxers down.

His feet shimmy out of the fabric, as he lowers himself on top of you, letting you meet his full erection that throbs over your tender, slicked flesh. His warm breath heats up your face when he presses his parted mouth at the corner of your lips. He viciously rubs himself against you, collecting your juices all around his cock. Then he buries himself inside you as your whole body trembles as usual. Every time he penetrates you like this, the most thrilling chill takes over your body before you can even come. It settles at the back of your head, as all your senses are taken by that powerful lust force that you can’t control. Each thrust of his hips, each kiss, and lick, and word whispered in your ear takes you closer to heaven. He fucks you with mind, body and soul, like real men do, making you come with ease each fucking time.

“Tell me you love me,” you moan against his jaw, while you dig your nails on his back.

“I love you. I fucking love you, sweetheart.” He desperately pants as the pace of his hips becomes more urgent.

“Tell me you need me.”

“Of course I need you. All the damn time.”

You both gradually lose your ability to breathe the closer you get to orgasm. His sweat sticks with yours as your bodies melt together in that haze of love and lust bubbling all over the room.

“Tell me you’re never going to leave me again.” It sounds needy as you say it, but you need to hear it over and over, especially now.

“I promise…fuck. I promise I’m never gonna leave you again, baby.”

One of his hands clutches to your hips to keep you still while he fucks the light of you with unbridled passion. You can feel every inch of your body vibrating to the sound of his skin slapping on yours. Your breath comes out forced in short breaths as he makes that final effort that tips you over the edge. Your walls flutter and contract around his cock for a moment as you reach the top of your climax.

“I’m gonna… fuck,“ you’re squeezing him so hard, he just spills all of himself inside you while you ride that tide that makes your vision blur and ears ring for a moment while he tries to tame his own orgasm.

When you come to your senses, he’s dead weight on top of you, limp and hot, kissing your neck softly while he regains his breath. You can hear your own heartbeat in your ears still as one of our hands blindly glides up his back.

“You’re fucking amazing, you know that?” his voice comes out hoarse.

“I know.”

“What you asked me to say… you know I mean it, right?”

“I think so.”

“Are you still scared that I’m gonna leave you?”

“A little, yeah. I… it was just seven days ago when you told me that you didn’t want to see me again. I know you didn’t mean it and that you only wanted to keep us safe, but it was a hard week, Frank. I’m not mad at you. It’s just been a roller coaster of emotions, and now we're here together, playing like a normal couple and I can't help but feeling a little insecure about all of it. Not just you.”

“I'm sorry,” he shifts on top of you, lifting his head so he can capture your eyes. “I really am. I hate to make you feel that way. I know it's confusing but you gotta know something. You… You're all that matters to me. I’d die without you, sweetheart.”

“Now, who’s the dramatic one?”

“I only learned from the best.”

The next day, the wedding ceremony is set at noon.

Half an hour before the event, everyone starts gathering at the lobby to walk together to the beach. Frank holds a palm at the small of your back while he introduces you to Curtis finally and a handful of friends. He manages to avoid stumbling onto Billy altogether.

When you get to the beach, Dinah beckons you to take a seat next to her on the fourth row. Meanwhile, Frank stands next to Curt in the makeshift altar framed by swaying palm trees and a spectacular backdrop of vibrant blue skies adorned with wispy clouds and a blinding sun. Right by the groom’s side also stand Curt’s brother and Billy, who seems to be feeling the icy chill of Frank’s cold shoulder. You’ve never seen him this mad at anyone before and by the way Billy occasionally glances at you and Dinah, you start to wonder you're the cause of their rift.

Frank has traded his glasses for aviators and shines so handsome in a navy blue suit with a white dress shirt and no tie. Everyone is dressed in light fabrics and bold colors. You’ve chosen a floral romper and wedges.

Waiting for the affair to start, as you produce a pair of shades to shield your eyes from the sun, Dinah lightly touches your arm.

“You know I don’t agree with Billy at all,” she says coolly as if you had any idea what's going on. “I told you he was harmless, but he can be a real asshole sometimes.”

“I…” You glance at her, trying to gather some thoughts cause you’re really lost right now.

“Oh, Frank didn’t tell you?” She realizes by your expression. “I'm so sorry. I thought you knew.”

“No, he didn't tell me. I asked him. He said that it was just Billy being Billy. But I could tell it was more than that.” You're afraid of asking but if it's something about you, you have the right to know. “Bill doesn't like me, does he?”

“It's not that. He believes Frank isn't thinking clearly when it comes to you. Said you're just an infatuation that's going to get him in trouble. I'm sorry that you had to hear it from me. Frank should've told you.”

“It's okay. It's nothing that he and I hadn't thought of before. It's hard to hear it from someone else's mouth though. I guess that's why he didn't want to tell me.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, it'll be fine. I don't know Billy enough to care about what he thinks. It's me and Frank that matters.”

“You have more class than me. I'd definitely get back at him if he tried to alienate anyone in my life like that.”

“It's not really my style. He can think whatever he wants. It's a free country.”

“I shouldn't tell you this but… just so you know he didn't get any of this last night. After you and Frank left he kept whining like a bitch and I just had it with him.”

“Oh God, I'm sorry.”

“Don't be. It's not your fault.”

When the music starts playing, everyone rises from their seats to watch the bride walk down the aisle. They exchange bows under the most stunning setting you’ve ever seen. Though you don't know Curtis and Delia besides Frank’s stories, it's straight up lovely to see two people in love celebrating their joy with family and friends.

Once they’ve sealed the ceremony with a kiss, they cross the aisle together as husband and wife between joyful cheering and applause.

Then, the party moves to the reception in a locale nearby. It's held outside under a canopy of flowers and fairy lights illuminating the array of tables framing the dance floor. The food is served buffet style and your plate is 90% filled with shrimp when you take a seat next to Frank.

“Did you leave some shrimp for the rest?”

You simply shrug, amused, “you snooze, you lose. That's the rule of the buffet. Are you nervous about your speech?”

“A little.”

“Just pretend you're in class giving a lecture.”

“Yeah, I'll try that.” He gazes at you as he brings a piece of salmon to his mouth.

“And if that doesn't work, you know what they say… picture everyone naked.” You start stuffing yours with pieces of shrimp.

“I don't see how that'd be better. I don't wanna see any of these people in their birthday suits.”

“Then focus on me and my birthday suit.”

“I'll try that.”

Frank, of course, despite having some jitters about that best man speech he just has the right words to say about Curtis and Delia. He even makes everyone laugh with a couple of heartfelt jokes about his friendship with Curt. It's really endearing to see him among his people. You can tell that he's made a tight-knit group of loyal friends that'd be there for him for the rest of his life.

As the day progresses, and the alcohol starts taking effect a few people step into the dance floor. You spot Dinah dancing with Curtis’ brother and Billy sweet-talking to one of the bridesmaids by the buffet.

“You having a good time, baby?” Frank's arms circle your waist while you pick a glass of wine from the bar.

“I'm having the best time. Everyone is really nice.” You take a sip of your glass.

“I told you that there was nothing to worry about. Everyone loves you.”

“Well, not everyone.” You tilt your head to the side to point at Billy. “You should've told me what happened.”

“I didn't want to upset you.”

“I'm not upset, Frank. Like I told Dinah, I don't know him enough to care about what he thinks. I know you were trying to protect me, but you don't have to.”

“It's not that, sweetheart. I'm just tired of having the same conversation. We know what we're up against. Figure I could save you the headache of going through all our faults again. There was no point in telling you all the bullshit that came out of his mouth.”

“Well, that's good to know, but I don't want to hear it from other people either. If he said anything about me, I have the right to know, don't you think?”

“He didn't say anything specifically about you, baby. It was mostly about me choosing to bring you here.”

“But it really upset you. You should've told me.”

“I know, I'm sorry,” he kisses your jaw. “How can I make it up to you?”

“Hm… let me think,” you sway your hips, making him move with you. “I think a dance will suffice.”

“Sweetheart, I love you, but I can’t dance to this.”

“I can wait for a slow one.”

“Alright, but just one song.”

“Got it.”

As much fun as you had with Frank dancing without a care in the world, there's nothing like being back in the hotel room to rest for the night. Mingling with that many people can be exhausting and though you had a great time, you revel in the quietness and comfort of these four walls. To wash out the day of your skin, you take a shower together. Then you lay naked on the bed, face down with our arms tucked under your head while Frank's hands massage your back. His fingers knead all the right spots until you’ve completely relaxed before feeling his lips pressing soft kisses all over your spine. One of his hands slips between your thighs. You separate your knees further apart to make room for it as he softly massages your sex. His palm gently rubs back and forth while he presses his mouth to your ear.

“How does that feel, baby?”

“Good. So fucking good,” you hum. “Don’t stop, please.”

“You gonna make a mess for me, huh?” you notice one of his fingers slipping between your folds to feel those early drops of arousal. “Yeah, you always do.”

You laugh to yourself as he presses a little harder, drawing mind-numbing circles around your clit.

“God, I love you so much.” You lightly wave your ass at his touch, aching for more fiction.

Frank takes the hint and uses his index and middle fingers to rub harder around your hardened nub as he presses his semi-hard against your hip.

“Look what you do to me,” his breathing echoes in your ear, while he rubs himself on your skin. “You proud of yourself?”

“Not quite. You should be harder already,” you turn your head to look at him and move your closest hand to grab his length.

He laughs against your mouth before sending his tongue to taste your kiss.

Mutually serving the other, his cock grows harder in your fist, as you melt around his fingers when they invite themselves into your opening.

“Open your legs a little more, sweetheart,” you heed his command. “Attagirl.”

His thick fingers quickly are wrapped in a sheen layer of your juices as he pushes them in and out repeatedly, letting your arousal drip on the sheets. At the same time, you massage his raging erection that barely fits in the curl of your palm anymore when it's fully swollen.

“I wanna feel you, Frank,” you purr on his lips as he drives you out of your mind.

“Yeah? Want me to come inside you?” He makes a point to press his fingertips hard on your g-spot to earn a good moan out of you.

“You need me to beg?”

“A little. Yeah.”

“Please, I need you to fuck me.”

“Say what you whisper in my ear when you wake me up in the middle of the night just to fuck.”

“I'd die if you don't wake up right now and fuck me,” you sigh. “Please. I need you, king.”

“That's my girl. C'mere.” He takes his fingers away and handles your body so you're laying on your side. He pulls your back flush against his chest and drives the blunt tip of his cock smoothly between your legs.

“God, you're always so fucking wet.”

“Just for you.”

As you adjust your leg to be more comfortable, he tucks his arms around you. His bottom arm slips under your armpit to hold your chest, while his opposite hand rubs its fingers on your clit. Frank thrusts come long and dragged. His mouth opens at the crook of your neck to devour your flesh. You take the hand holding your tit and bring it up to your mouth so you can take his fingers between your lips.

“Fuck, you're gonna make me come, baby,” he rumbles in your ear when you blow his fingers as if it was his cock.

You can tell he's ready to burst by the way his length twitches inside you every time his fingertips touch the back of your throat.

Wrapped in an ethereal veil made out of love and lust, your bodies sync up and lace in an intricate knot, moving together like one. You expel the same shallow breaths. Pulses follow the same pattern. Arch your bodies at the same angle. He keeps a steady rhythm on your folds, you keep your mouth tight around his knuckles. When your legs start trembling, he trembles with you. You beg him again, to go harder. Your core fuses with his as the flame between burns brighter and hotter the closer you get to the top. Overwhelmed by the intoxicating haze, at the very last second, his body gives up and falls out of cadence. Frank comes with the force of a waterfall before you do. A deep grunt echoes in the room as his hips erratically keep pushing for a couple of seconds until he’s spilled every last drop into you.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry, baby,” his breathing falters.

“It’s okay. Just don’t stop. Please.” You pull your mouth away from his hand.

“Sh, sh, I won’t. Come for me, baby.” His fingers stay glued to your clit, his cock remains hard, and deep buried inside your walls while he keeps viciously rubbing on it to grant you your release.

You're so close, you can feel your body about to meet that same force. You clutch your hand around his wrist as your body locks for a beat before being overcome by that whirlwind of pleasure that takes you to a higher ground.

Frank holds you tight as your body goes limp in his embrace. You’d die here if you could, in his arms wrapped around you, in the comfort of his kisses and his voice in your ear telling you how much he loves you.

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[tatsumessy]

How many kids do you two have ? - {blue lock}

Isagi Yoichi

Three kids. Simple. You two bred artistic kids, one an artist, one a singer and your youngest son a soccer player just like his father. Isagi is a proud! Proud! Father. He always brags about his kids then gets teased because they mostly look like you. He doesn’t care though, he loves how similar his kids are to you. What he doesn’t like is how the four of them compete to please you, make you happy, do things for you, they always compete on a daily basis. And Isagi is childish about the whole thing.

Sae Itoshi

Two kids. A set of twins, twin GIRLS to be exact. You know usually the girls share their mothers attitude and wit but with your daughters they are their father’s successors. THE AMOUNT OF SASS AND ATTITUDE IN YOUR HOUSEHOLD IS CRAZY. And what makes it worse is that he taught them Spanish for whenever you all take trips to Spain so when they’re really mad at each other they start yelling in Spanish. You were never really fluent in the language so you’d stand there confused when they’d be speaking too fast. But they were soccer prodigies just like their father, the best thing about it was that they would leave to go practice and you’d have the house to yourself.

Nagi Seishiro

Here me out….six kids . Why? BECAUSE HE IS TOO FUCKING LAZY TO PULL OUT!! He kept saying one more kids will be fine and then you end up getting pregnant with triplets. You only had one set of triplets which happen to be your youngest kids and you told him that if he didn’t pull out you were going to stop having sex with him. He took that threat too serious. The big quirk that your kids got from their father is their clinginess, it’s the triplets. They are the most clingiest with him and he hates and loves it. When you two are laying in bed at night he’s clinging, laying his head on your boobs complaining about how HIS kids won’t leave him alone. Especially when he’s trying to play his games, you just smile and laugh it off because even though he complains he still plays with them and ends up passing out with them all laying around him. Nagi has to be one of the best laziest fathers out there.

Mikage Reo

Two kids. He’s an only child and didn’t want his kids to be lonely. One son one girl. That’s how he wanted it and he was happy. He spoiled his children whenever they did something good and he never made them do anything they didn’t want to do. Both of his kids didn’t want to play soccer actually but they loved going to games because their dad and uncles (Nagi, Isagi, Bachira, Chigiri, Kunigami) played with him. At first he was hesitant about bringing his kids around his parents but he soon warmed up to the feeling and always jumped at their offer to babysit so that he could take you on dates. That’s one thing he was adamant about, he wanted to keep treating you like the queen you are and continue to make you happy.

Itoshi Rin

One. A boy. He was half convinced his own child hated him. Your son always and never failed to cling onto you no matter what, he was a shy pretty little boy who looked like his fathers twin, he looks like Rin when he was a child. Rin actually cried to you about it once and when you talked to your son about it he said that whenever he tries to hang out with his father he always looks pissed about something. This is when Rin comes home from practice he always reviews film for at least thirty minutes and criticizes himself. Now instead of immediately coming home and doing film he spends it with his son and their relationship has gotten so much better to the point where your son doesn’t cling to you as much.

Bachira Meguru

Four. Four little crazy angels just like their father. They LOVE LOVE LOVE their grandma, hell most of them looked like her which you were kinda jealous of but you ignored it because they also mostly looked like Megs. He absolutely adores his kids and you fell in love with him more because of it. You only have one daughter so Bachira every two weeks takes her out on a daddy daughter date so that she can feel special while you sit at him doing flips and shit with your over eccentric sons. Mostly you four just do dance parties then they help you cook dinner which just happened to be your tradition even while they were still in high school. But they got jobs and wanted to change it to them taking you out to a fancy restaurant. And Bachira always had someone to play soccer with, he wasn’t out in the front yard passing to himself anymore.

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[httpknjoon]

(re)starting over again | kth; 11

plot | Your four-year relationship with Taehyung was going well and strong. Until he was involved in a car accident, resulting to him losing some memories. By some, it means everything that happened five years ago. Things he remember? His friends, his bakeshop, and his ex girlfriend from the past. With that, you tried to keep up, restarting over again.

words | 2.8k

genres | fluff, angst, amnesia au

pairing | taehyung x reader

warning/s | -

note | AAAAND WE'RE BACK! it's been a month since the last update! consider this as a new season for mc and tae :)) u might find this chapter a little fast-paced or not idk.. let me know ur thoughts! enjoy reading <;3 ps. sorry for the errors!

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A couple of years passed, two to be exact, and a lot of things happened. The bakery became more crowded. It was renovated and had a larger space instead of moving the entire bakery to another place. They began hiring extra help, usually part-time working students who used to be customers in the shop too. 

Also, turns out that Jimin has a kid. Taehyung met Jihoon just a week after his best friend learned about his existence. Jihoon is a carbon copy of his dad, Taehyung thought. His eyes disappear when he smiles. Now, they have a little baker running around the kitchen usually on weekends.

Aside from those changes, Taehyung now lives in a studio apartment just a five-minute walk away from the bakery. He moved in just weeks after you left. The said apartment is not that big, just enough for him to rest in after work. Jimin commented that he treats that place like a hotel since Taehyung didn’t really personalize it to make the ambiance like a home. The whole place was plain, not even considered minimalist. Just plain. The walls were untouched. It was off-white when Taehyung came and it remains the same now. He didn’t really bother to invest anything in the place.

The house you two bought and lived in is still being taken care of. By him. Taehyung cleans up there once a week, just in case you reach out to visit home again and maybe talk about what to do with it. And when he feels like it, which is almost rare, he sleeps on the couch in the living room. He never really entered the guest room, which became your bedroom after the accident, except the time he got home after Jisoo and Namjoon’s wedding. That room was spotless, just like how you left it. The only things you left that night were on your vanity table; your house keys, the vintage pearl ring he bought you back in the flea market, and a folded paper.

The letter says, “Feel at home, this house is yours too. Paint the walls with the colors you like, buy new furniture, and fill the frames with new memories. Just please don’t sell it. I’ll try to reach out as soon as I can. For now, live the last years you missed.”

He never painted the walls with another color as he found the shade of blue that spreads around the house perfect. He never bought any furniture and still kept the same ones you had. He thought it fit the theme of the house and his preference. And yes, the picture frames show the same photos they originally had. It felt home that way for him. But he chose to move to the apartment because he always felt like he was missing something. The house is cozy and comfortable. But whenever he tries to lie on supposedly his bed, it feels empty. Once, he tried playing jazz music around the house, but it just got lonelier so he turned it off and just continued cleaning.

But he did try to keep up and look back at the things he forgot through his friends and the things he found at the house. Jimin, Namjoon, and sometimes Jisoo were patient with his questions. Jisoo, your best friend, was understandably distant from him at first after you went away. But she adds details to the stories Namjoon tells and later, became amiable with him. Jimin’s mom still looks after him and brings him food when she visits the city. There were a few times she mentioned Taehyung’s mother but he didn’t really care about her. So he ignores it.

“You know, you’re a handsome man. Don’t you have any lady?”

One of their common customer, a man in his seventies once asked him. It was not the first time someone asked him such a thing. He always shakes his head with a smile as an answer. It would lead later with an offer to meet someone they know. Taehyung would shyly and kindly decline these offers, saying he really doesn’t feel like dating for now. It’s true. The idea of him dating someone else felt wrong. It was like his own body rejected the idea as he felt uneasy with that thought.

“So, it’s that time of the year.”

Taehyung was pulling his third pan of cheesecake out of the hot oven with his oven gloves when he heard Ava, their longtime part-time staff, say that. She sounded amused but not surprised. He looked up and saw her leaning on the door frame with her arms crossed. She had a smug smile on her face. 

“I swear, you should just declare this particular day as Cheesecake and Banana Bread Day just to make it official,” she added, teasing.

Taehyung looked at her, unimpressed, “It’s selling. In fact, my cheesecakes are one of our best sellers here… What are you doing here anyway? Go back to the front.”

He scolds her, she just rolled her eyes, unbothered.  Ava was one of the students who knew Taehyung even before his accident. She went from being a loyal customer to a reliable staff of the shop. She has been enjoying the pastries in the shop ever since she was twelve and now, sixteen, she also enjoys getting into small banters with her older bosses. She is usually candid, and not shy to share her thoughts. Taehyung sees her as a little sister most time.

Given that she began working here after you left, Ava doesn’t really have an idea why Taehyung bakes a few batches of cheesecake and banana loaves on this specific date. She doesn’t know you and that you are celebrating your birthday today. Taehyung learned about that fact after his phone notified him weeks after you went. Since then, he has baked your favorites on your special day. 

It’s the third time now. It’s probably a slim chance but he hoped to see you around the bakeshop, enjoying pastries. But so far, he hasn’t seen you around. In fact, he hadn’t even heard from you ever since that night. He thought he saw you a year ago in the subway when he came to Incheon to go sightseeing, but he lost you before he could take a second glance. He didn’t know where you moved since he respects your space but he wondered if you really moved that far. He wonders about you every now and then. 

Jisoo posted a short clip in her Instagram Stories months ago. It’s just a clip of a long trail and he swore he heard you in the background noise of that clip, telling your best friend how tired you are from hiking. Then, the clip ended.

“Not because it’s best selling you would make a ton of it. It’s something about demand and supply– I don’t know,” she conceded, breaking Taehyung’s train of thought. “Anyway, I’m here because someone called on the phone, asking for you.”

Taehyung’s heart stopped for a second. His hopes almost blasted out of his soul but he tried to stay calm before asking Ava, “Who is it?”

“I don’t know. But it’s a woman. They said they want to specifically talk to you.” she replied, unaware that the man in front of him was holding his breath. She continued, “They are actually waiting on call right now.”

Taehyung almost sprinted to the front desk of the shop. Still in his mint green oven gloves, he reached for the telephone. His heart is beating fast while his gut is twisting tight. He paused when he realized he had nothing to say. He doesn’t know what to say if it’s you. Are you going to talk about the house? Should he greet you with Happy Birthday first and offer you your favorite cheesecake? Maybe you won’t like– Stop.

Taehyung took a deep breath before exhaling. He spoke, “Hello, this is Kim Taehyung, co-owner of The Sweet Spot. How can I help you?”

“Oh, hi.” 

His heart dropped. Okay, relax. He told himself. It’s not you.

There were nights when Taehyung would find himself awake. And tonight is one of those nights. He just lay on his bed, staring at the blank ceiling. He always had trouble falling asleep, maybe a side effect of his accident. He doesn’t know anymore. But he knows that it makes his head go crazy with random thoughts when times like this happen. And now, he thought of something.

That’s when he picked up his phone and keys, along with his coat. He drove away from his apartment. 

The bell above the door rang when he entered the convenience store to pick up a few beers and chips. His cold hands stayed in his coat’s pockets as he looked around the store, waiting for the clerk to scan his stuff. Just when the worker was about to say the prince, the bell clung again.

“No, wait. I’m just really hungry. Wait for me… Yes, I have money here.”

Everything went quiet and suddenly all that he could hear was that voice. Your voice. He’s sure of that. He looked back and saw a woman’s back going into one of the aisles. His heart raced once again. You’re here?

“Dude, you okay?” the tired clerk asked, looking at him with heavy bags under his eyes.

Taehyung looked at him, and broke out of his headspace, “Yeah, yeah. I’m sorry.”

He pulled out his cash and paid. He can still hear your voice like you were talking with someone on your phone.

“Do you want anything– Oh, the honey-butter chips I want ran out of stock.”

Taehyung looked at the chips in his hand. He looked at the clerk who also looked at him like they understood each other without saying anything. Taehyung placed the chip back on the counter.

“Just give this to the girl,” he whispered before turning his back.

He didn’t look back. A cool blow of wind brushed on his face when he walked out the door. For a second, he inhaled and exhaled again to calm his nerves. He got in his car, putting the pack of beer on the other seat. As he started the car, his eyes landed on the side mirror. 

Yes, it’s you. Definitely.

You just walked out of the same store, still on your phone, as you walked away grinning with your honey butter chips. You walked on the other end of the pathwalk. Taehyung pursed his lips and drove away.

His lips remained sealed but his head was exploding with questions. That was the closest he had seen you since the night you said goodbye. How are you? Why are you in the city? Did you live around here? It can’t be. Jisoo told him you left the hospital you used to work at. 

Instead of driving back to his apartment, Taehyung ended up parking in front of your deserted house. He had his beer with him as he turned the key on the doorknob. He stepped into the said home feeling colder even though he still hadn’t removed his coat.  He placed the drink on the center table in the living room and plugged in the TV for background noise. He put on a random show, which happens to be FRIENDS. 

Opening a can, he sat on the couch, pulling a couple of books he left under the same table. Photo albums and scrapbooks. You never told him such things exist in here, he just found them after cleaning around the house. It was personalized by you and him. He could tell by the design and handwritten captions. 

Almost everything was documented through photos and other knick knacks like receipts from a movie you two saw together. Browsing through the pages of it, it felt like looking at other people’s relationships even though he was in the photos himself. In one of the photos, he saw himself with a camera. He didn’t even know he had one. He tried searching around the house for it but he never found it. 

You had more solo portraits in the said books than him. He figured out why. Maybe he really loved capturing you as his subject. You looked the same in every picture: happy and in love. Most of your pictures were candid, taken without you knowing. Then, a handwritten date by him will be seen below it. Each photo was adorable. Some are just random ones. You were brushing your teeth or showing off your colorful scrubs (which was written in the caption: BOUGHT HER YELLOW DUCKIES SCRUBS I THINK SHE LIKES IT).

Taehyung spend his sleepless nights like this, looking back at what he missed. He read through articles before that the possibility of getting his memories back is a hit or miss. So he learned to just go on and maybe accept how things became. He tries to move forward at the same time he tries to look back. It’s quite confusing sometimes.

IT’S HER… I’M SURE 

That was the caption in one photo of you dating just weeks after you two moved into this house. In the picture, your back was turned as you sat in front of your vanity table. You can be seen fixing your hair while looking at your reflection. Taehyung’s eyebrow raised with the caption. He wondered what it meant. He turned the page to the next one but was greeted with nothing but a blank page. Turns out, that was the most recent one.

“The main branch of their restaurant is somewhere in Incheon. I’ll send you the address after the call.” 

Taehyung listened to Jimin through a loudspeaker call. His hair is still damp from a shower. Standing in front of the mirror, he compares two coats that would suit the rest of his outfit. He felt the need to look presentable tonight.

“You will meet the owner herself, Ashley. She said you can just introduce yourself to the host and he’ll lead you to your table… Ava kept the samples in the shop. She said she put them in different Tupperware so you can spot it right away.” Jimin instructed.

“Okay, okay.”

He heard his best friend sigh on the other line, “I’m sorry for the short notice, Tae. I totally forgot Jihoon will be staying with me tonight.”

Tonight, Taehyung will be meeting a special client. It’s the one who called a couple of weeks ago, during your birthday. it‘s a big restaurant that is planning to put the bakeshop’s products on their menu for dessert. Specifically, the cakes. The head chef was the one who brought up their product to the owner, whom he will meet now. Jimin initially agreed to meet the said client but his co-parenting schedule had some shifts. Just an hour ago, Taehyung learned he’d be the one meeting the client. It’s not like he had plans anyway. So, he immediately prepared himself.

After picking the clothes, Taehyung blow-dried and brushed his hair. His best friend sent the main address minutes later and so he left his apartment. He first drove by the shop, which closed a little earlier today. A lot of cakes were made for sample. It includes Jimin’s Carrot Cake, his own cheesecake, and six other more. Taehyung left with a brown bag of the samples.

His fingers tapped with the beat of the song playing on the radio as he drove his way to the restaurant. It was a peaceful night on the road. 

This will be the first time Taehyung will be going back to Incheon since that time he went sightseeing. He stayed there for just three days before, it was days after his phone notified him about your supposedly fifth anniversary. His emotions were all over the place because of the aftermath and the demanding work in the bakeshop around that time. So he asked Jimin for a very short break. He still hasn’t got a car then so he took the subway throughout the whole time. It was during his last day there when he saw a glimpse of you in the crowded subways of that city. He remembered you were in your scrubs, your hair was cleanly kept in a low bun, and you were walking opposite of his direction. Then, he blinked. You were gone in the crowded place.

“Good evening, sir.”

Almost forty minutes later, Taehyung arrived at the restaurant, Starry Night. He was greeted by the host as he entered the elegant place. It has a great ambiance, romantic. It is a fine-dining restaurant and seems like a perfect spot for dinner dates. 

He said his name when he was asked.  And while the man looked down at his guest list, Taehyung’s eyes traveled around the place. And not even a minute in, his eyes stopped at someone who he felt had been staring at him.

His eyes widened at the sight. A stunning woman, clad in a black dress, stares back at him with surprise. His mouth ran dry, he had to gulp. Now, he’s sure. He’s sure.

It’s you.

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[therapycat21]

All Right Now Part 7

Travis Kelce x Famous!Reader Description: The reader catches the eye of famous footballer Travis.

Warnings: None

Social Media AU

Travis p.o.v

It has been a few months now since y/n posted the photo and It has been nothing but amazing It feels like we just met yesterday but in reality, I realized it has been eleven months close to one year.

It has never been this way for me, every time I had gotten into a relationship it always felt like I was waiting for the inevitable, always knowing something was gonna happen that led to the breakup, or you know the usual, them going to the press and telling lies after the breakup trying to get me to look bad.

But ever since y/n and I have been together I would always stop and see if that feeling is there but it never shows, only pure adoration and love for her.

And of course, I told Jason that and you can already guess what the topic of conversation is right now where I sit in the office talking to Jason over video and filming a new episode of New Heights.

“So how has been with y/n so far?” he tries to throw it out there nonchalantly. I can already tell I’m blushing as I smile at him “Uh you know, we have been very good, just living life together and enjoying what we have.” I try to tell him without giving away any information. “Oh come on trav!” He says flinging his hands up, all I give is a laugh before Jason changes the subject to talking about the plot of Twilight, I tune him out a little bit as a joke until I see I have a few unread messages from y/n, I can hear Jason trying to get my attention but all I see are y/n’s messages asking if I’m busy still and if she can come bring me lunch from the other room.

“TRAVIS!!TRAVIS!!” I finally look up from my phone smirking “Sorry, very Important message I needed to respond to.” 

That is all I say to him, he gives me a look “Is it my awesome sister-in-law that is messaging you?” he smirks, thinking he got me all I reply with is “Yep” before I hear a small knock and the door slightly open. I look behind me to see my angel  “Is it okay for me to come in?” she whispers, I smile before trying to wave her in “Come on in baby” I tell her. 

She walks in with a small tray “Oh oh what is this?” I ask taking the tray and looking at it, she smiles “I made tamales with some horchata” she replies smiling. I look back in the camera and show Jason the tray “look at this!” I smile big. I see Jason look at the tray in shock and mock envy “oh my god, What I would do to be there right now, wait hold on where is she?, I gotta ask her a question”

I look over to where y/n stands by the desk, still off camera, I see the nervous all over her face as I wave her over “come on baby” As she finally comes closer to me I subtly grab her waist ushering her partially onto my lap.

 I give her a second pair of headphone “hey Jason” she smiles at him “hey girly, Was all of that homemade?, cause if so, kylie said we are all coming over for dinner” he says matter-of-factly. We both laugh and I see y/n now has a blush casing her cheeks “yes, it is all homemade, It is my grandmom’s recipe” I tell him “you guys can come over whenever you want I will gladly cook dinner and see the babies” She replies before getting up slowly “Okay I’m gonna go, I have to film some stuff for the documentary ” She leans down giving me quick emotional kiss before waving by to Jason before softly shutting the door behind her.

“Can I just say, you two are very whipped for each other, she has made you homemade food from her home country and you have reluctantly adopted a cat, that is wild to me.” He laughs smirking at me.

I blush a little underneath his knowing gaze “Look, like the kids say nowadays, the cat distribution system has chosen me and I can’t not accept it, once pasta showed up on the front porch I just had to take her” I explained laughing.

Jason gives me a confused look asking about what the distribution system is, we sit there for thirty minutes with me explaining it to him.

3 Hours later

As we finally finish up the episode and we say goodbye to each other, I head out to see y/n laying on the couch with pasta laying on her lap as she is scrolling on tiktok, I walk over and jump into the empty space next to her gaining the attention of pasta, she stretches before walking over to lay on me and fall back asleep. 

I look up over at y/n to see her already looking at me. She breaks the silence “do you know we have been together for about a year now?” she says. I give her a small soft smile “Yeah, it feels like yesterday I was trying to get the nerve to talk to you without stuttering.” I smirk.

She laughs reaching over to run her hand over my head before she turns a little more serious “I know we’ve had this talk before a few months ago but I just wanted to check in again and see if you still want that future?” she asks. I’ve told her before I’ve wanted to get married and have children sooner rather than later. I nod my head at her “I still do baby” I reassure her. But I can tell there is still something on her mind “With me?” she questions lowly.

I stare at her in a small shock, I always thought she knew I wanted that with her but I guess I haven't done my job right if she is questioning this. I grasp her hand in mine before looking into her eyes with the most seriousness I can muster up.” I love you with everything I have and I can’t wait to marry you and make a family with you, you just let me know when”.

All there is genuine shock on her face as she tries to mentally understand the last part of my sentence. “Let you know when?” He nods smiling big “you let me know when, and I’ll be there baby” All she can do is nod before moving to cuddle into where I am on the couch.

We are relaxing on the couch now watching a baking show she found randomly when I feel her stare from where she lays on me. I look down in question to see nothing but love in her eyes when all of a sudden.

“When” 

That is all she says before turning back to the TV as if she didn't just shock me to my core. I never wanted to say anything to her for fear we were moving too fast, clearly, I’m not. All I can think about now is finally taking the velvet black box out of the safe.

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Hello! Would you be interested in writing a Miguel x reader fic with a reader who doesn’t want children? I don’t see any of them around so I’d love to see one, and that it’s angstyy and the reader is in love with him and wished they wanted kids but they don’t and is already so heartbroken and assumes he would want them because he loved being a dad. The reader thinks that their relationship will be as good as over. And maybe they could be engaged at this point.

Also the reader keeps thinking ‘what if he finds another variant of Gabriella who needs a father?’ lots of angstttt please but then hurt/comfort 🙇‍♀️ but if you don’t want to write it that’s ok. thank you!

Family

Summary: You don't want kids, but your soon-to-be husband loved being a dad and having a family. Warnings: hurt/comfort, negative thoughts, self doubt, angsty, google translated spanish (let me know if i missed anything) Notes: yesss!!!! i love this idea! i only see miguel x reader fics where reader is ready for a family/has a family already and as much as i enjoy those, sometimes i wish it wasn't the majority of fics :) thank you for your request!

You always knew you didn't want kids. When you were little, you never wanted to be a parent when you played house with your friends. As a teenager, your friends were off doing babysitting jobs, but you never felt cut out for it. In your adult years, all your friends were getting baby-fever or actually having babies. It never really clicked with you, so you just decided that having kids wasn't for you.

When you determined you didn't want kids, you wanted to make sure whoever you spent the rest of your life with understood that. Miguel was perfect, but after a while of dating, he opened up about his daughter and how he loved being a dad. You brushed it off as him remembering his daughter and still coping with what happened to her, which he always avoided talking about.

Then, shortly after you two were engaged, he started talking about kids more and more. You had mentioned, once things started to get serious between you two, that you didn't intend on having kids and he seemed to be perfectly fine with it. Did something change?

You loved Miguel and wanted to give him everything you had, but kids? You knew Miguel wouldn't force you to do anything that you didn't want to do, but would he leave you to find someone who did want a family? You didn't want him to leave, you two were getting married soon, but what if this was the one big thing that could end your engagement? What if you let this simmer for years and when he eventually brings up starting a family, your decision causes a divorce? What if he left you for another universe where he could have a family?

You let your doubtful thoughts eat at you for a while, and without knowing, you started to close yourself off from Miguel. He noticed it though.

You were sitting on your couch one day, enjoying one of your current reads and a cup of tea, when Miguel came in and sat next to you.

"Are you doing okay?" He asked, draping his arm across the back of the couch behind you.

"Mhm," you hummed, leaning down to place your tea and book down before turning to face him. "Why do you ask?"

"You've been...off, amor," he answered, gently tracing patterns on your shoulder. "You can tell me anything, you know that, right?"

"I do, but...I don't know, it feels stupid."

"Hey, just talk to me, okay? I want to help you with whatever's going on, because something is clearly going on."

You sighed, looking away for a second to gather your thoughts then turning and meeting his gaze again.

"I don't want kids. At all," you wanted to give him a second to reply, but you kept going to get it off your chest. "I don't think I've ever wanted kids. When I was little, I never wanted to play with baby dolls or anything like that. I never wanted to babysit for neighbors, I never got baby fever and whenever I held a baby, nothing clicked in me to make me want one of my own. It just...it's not for me, I guess. And I know you loved your daughter and loved being a dad, but I'm not going to budge on my choice. If you want to leave me and find someone else who wants kids, I don't blame you. I want to give you everything I can, Miguel, just not a family."

Silence sat between you two as you both took a deep breath, letting your words sink in. You felt a lump form in your throat and tears pool in your eyes, but you held it back. You could see the pain in Miguel's eyes, and you guessed it was from your words. You were ready for him to get up and leave, or for him to try to convince you to give it a chance, but you would just stand your ground.

Miguel gently cupped your cheek, almost making you break.

"Did...did I make you feel that way?" He asked weakly. "Did I make you feel like you're not good enough for me?"

The dam broke and you started to sob. Miguel wrapped his arms tightly around you, pressing kisses to the top of your head. He let you sob into his chest, letting you get it all out. When you pulled away to look at him, he wiped away any stray tears that were left.

"You never made me feel like this, Miguel. It was all me and my stupid thoughts. I'm sorry-"

"Stop, you don't have anything to be sorry about, cariño. As much as I want another chance to be a dad, I'm not going to throw away what we have and leave you just to get it. I love you, and if you don't want kids, then we won't have kids."

You smiled at him, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

"I love you so much, Miguel."

"I love you, too."

You laid your head against his chest and melted into his touch, his finger trailing up and down your back.

"You know," he started, "we could get a dog instead."

"How about a cat?"

Miguel smiled. "A cat it is."

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[its-weeping]

i. 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐱 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ! ‧ ₊˚ ❀

𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄

summary: how is it as miguel's wife?

warnings: none

pairing: miguel o'hara x spider-wife!reader

notes: headcanons! reader can speak spanish >:)) btw i'm using google translate for the translations.

despite being a complete brood in the office, his entire mood is different with you—naturally, you're his wife after all.

okay, but he threw a chair at you once.

you weren't as phased as anticipated, anomalies throw debris at you all the time!

in actually, you were suspecting he'd launch something your way one of these days. considering his foul attitude towards things or people that irritate him, you'd expected at least one thing to be thrown at you.

but soon enough you wiggled your way into his cold heart. (wiggled—like a worm. you once asked him if he'd still love you if you were a worm. his response was to just stare at you with a confused smile.)

the relationship blossomed pretty quickly—and so did his reputation as a "lovesick missulena around his wife".

your husband doesn't like the nickname, but since you find it hilarious he won't say anything, for now.

the kids think of you as a second mother; gwen, miles, and pav do. hobie does think of you as a suitable mother, but to him you're more of a cool aunt.

peter b often leaves mayday with you when missions call for high-risk danger. meanwhile you don't mind, she's just too cute!

miguel sometimes (always) gets peeved when all your attention is on her, he wants you to show him that kind of affection too! :‹

you do, of course, but not without a few teasing comments here and there.

"awe, you big baby."

"..."

"what? too needy to say anything?"

"...cállate tú." shut up, you.

"hm, what was that, pretty boy?"

"i said shut up!"

"oh, alright. whatever you want, mi amor." my love.

and some say miguel snuggled closer to you after that.

everyone in the spider-society overall loves you! even before becoming something to the boss man.

though, with many of the spiders being fond of you, miguel has had to fend off a lot of enamored arachnids.

he's overprotective of you. (he's already lost one loved one, he can't lose another)

most likely will not let you go on missions he deems is too dangerous. don't get me wrong, miguel knows you can handle yourself, but if a mission proves too minacious, you'll bet he's dumping that responsibility onto someone else.

since he's a workaholic, you are definitely bringing in lunch for the pair of you. because of this, you're the designated chef in your relationship. (yes, miguel does cook as well, but he's usually too swamped with work to do so)

your husband is always grateful for the lunches you bring him.

"querido? where are you?" dearest.

you wonder aloud as you swing into miguel's office. the familiar voice of your husband draws you to his platform mid air. you grin, your webs sticking on the ceiling of the room while you swing onto the platform.

there your husband is, ignorant of the happenings around him as he continues tapping on the orange screens. lyla is hovering over his shoulder, briefing him on whatever it is.

the aforementioned man turns toward you with a smile, and you feel your heart practically melt at the sight.

"mi preciosa, what are you doing here?" my precious.

"hey, estimado. i brought lunch!" dear.

miguel's smile seems to grow as you hold up two lunch boxes filled with home cooked meals, beaming from ear to ear whilst you did so.

"i thought we could eat at the cafeteria instead of this sunlight deprived vampire cave. no offense."

your husband gives a laugh, planting a kiss on the crown of your head.

"let's do just that then."

you and lyla get along really well, and by really well, it's to the point where miguel doesn't have the ai show up whenever you're around anymore.

i mean, what if lyla is speaking badly of him and you fall out of love because you've heard his deepest darkest flaws?! he wouldn't be able to handle that.

a/n: i'll definitely write more if i think of anything else!

© its-weeping — do not plagiarize or translate.

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[COD HEADCANONS II]

note: this is like 1/3 of what I wrote today - mainly the big once with a plot rather than quick hc’s. Any feedback about characterisations would be appreciated - been trying to get a feel for the bois personalities and so forth.

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Alejandro & Rudy

Alejandro has quite a big family. Especially in the younger generation department, his siblings have “blessed” him as he calls it with a merry bunch of nephews and nieces. Tio Ale is by far the favourite uncle of la familia Vargas’ kids, with all the fun and wild stories of training in the Mexican wild or how all those different scars that Alejandro brandishes as if they are medals came to be (Of course those stories are in an appropriate format, keeping the stuff PG for little kids). He even sometimes lets them join a mellow down but nonetheless training session during his off hours at his family’s farm.

The giggles, the sound of a stampede running around and the almost visible sparks of pure excitement filling the farm’s yard are true music to Alejandro’s ears - the fact that this is possible thanks to his watchful eyes keeping the dark of Las Almas far away from his loved ones is a true confidence bust to him. Even though his relationship with his nearest has become a rocky road thanks to his involvement in Las Almas’ problems and risks associated with them.

Though it quickly becomes apparent he has competition for the title of “greatest uncle”. Rodolfo gets swarmed by the children whenever he gets invited to dinner or simply when he appears without a warning because truth be told; he was always a part of the Vargas family, even before his military service at Alejandro’s side. The fact that being the only child of his family, doesn’t necessarily render Rodolfo helpless in managing the little demonios! Quite the opposite, it sometimes seems that between Rodolfo and Alejandro, the former has much more insight into the group dynamics and control than the latter.

Apparently, it’s thanks to his habit of bringing small homemade sweets to share with the Vargas kids, a little side of churros here and there - and the end result is complete allegiance between Seargent Parra and the little ones. Alejandro’s exasperated sigh followed shortly after with “You’re teaching them how to bribe people, mi alma” comes out of him each time whenever he sees what’s happening behind his back, almost as precise as clockwork. The immediate response tends to be “And you are contributing to it by stating the term, coronel.” with a broad smile brightening Rodolfo’s features.

Sad Couch Hour

Roach tends to have problems figuring out why exactly his emotions are in a specific state; where he sporadically tends to become a husk of his usual bubbly personality. Whenever this happens, he ends up on the same couch (often referred to as his comfort couch) in the lounge room at 141 HQ, face buried against the couch with his back towards the room. In that state, he doesn’t fall into a peaceful sleep but something like a deer in the headlights state, blankly looking at the couches seams or treads coming off of it. thoughts running 100 km per hour.

The others at HQ quickly caught up to it and reacted accordingly - by making their presence known in the room. By either chatting, putting on one of Roach’s favourite shows or simply playing music from “Bluey”, their goal is to set a calming atmosphere for Roach in need. Knowing someone is around makes it easier for Roach to crawl out of the pit he got himself stuck in, later these situations get jokingly dubbed “Sad Coach Hour” by Soap and Gaz.

The surprising development of the Sad Coach Hour was to see the others end up on that same coach whenever they felt down too. Especially Ghost, overworked every once in a while ended up curled up on that flimsy thing like a cat. Whoever ends up on that coach gets immediate peppering from the others members of 141 - of course not overwhelmingly so; they would never wish to worsen the already sour mood of the coach occupant. A favourite beverage on the nearby coffee table there or covering them in a warm blanket there, it’s all about the small things. It steadily grew into an inside joke and a common practice among the members of the 141 task force.

Christmas Plushies turned Emotional Support

Once during exchanging gifts on Christmas Eve, Laswell presented the whole 141 task force (read: Price, Gaz, Ghost, Roach and Soap) with different designs of reversible plushies. One common detail between them was the similar expressions on those sides: one smiling while the other was frowning. When confronted about her motives behind these gifts her reply was simple and curt: “All of you have the skill of showing emotions like a stale cracker. These plushies are to help you with better communication with each other.”

At first, there was reluctance to use the plushies as Laswell intended, though both Roach and Gaz were the first to bend. The others were quick to respond whenever they saw the plushies being “sad-faced” which ultimately became the reason why they all use them to some degree. Some like Ghost and Roach are more prone to using them because they don’t have to physically and verbally say anything besides switching the plushy’s face. Price even though he believes himself to be enough of an adult to refrain from using his plush - he too gives into it from time to time after seriously difficult missions.

The type of plushie each one of them got:

Price - Wolf & Sheep Ghost - Spooky Kitty Soap - Siamese Kitty Gaz - Turtle Roach - Among Us Bean

GhostRoachSoap Sleeping

Roach is the designated middle in the GhostRoachSoap sandwich, whenever they manage to fit themselves into a cot.

Ghost on the other hand prefers to have his back against a solid wall - he feels more secure knowing the danger doesn’t have an advantage on him for sneaking, plus the extra credit of having his eyes on the room. Makes his mind go at ease much easier than with his back turned against open space.

Soap designated place ends up being back towards the door because of his need to be the one to confront whatever “the danger” may be (this has a great connection to his self-sacrificing tendencies). He wishes to keep both Ghost and Roach from danger as long as he can - doesn’t share this with them directly though. His excuse for keeping himself in that spot is his apparently small bladder and the frequent toilet trips he makes during the night. Soap ultimately doesn’t wish to crawl his way through the bed and irritate them both with his constant walking out of the bed.

Ghost and Soap happen to switch from time to time, especially after hard operations - where Ghost needs to know that John feels extra protected for once during his sleep.

Another sleeping position they favour, especially Soap and Roach is having Ghost become their pillow (that man has giant tits under all that gear) while he holds them close to his side.

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[hanniejji]

big brother!kazuha modern hcs

[ big brother!kazuha x little sibling!reader ]

notes: smol maple hcs while im at break from work and also projecting because i have a shit excuse for a brother | m.list

warnings: none

modern big brother kazuha deserves the best big brother award.

the moment you were born and he sets his eyes on you and your chubby cheeks for the first time, all he's ever talked about to his friends is you :'>

he routinely has instagram stories of you, photogenic pictures and videos of precious moments he has with you.

everyone already has a crush on him, but now seeing him be so coddling towards his little sibling made him more attractive than he already is who isn't attracted to a family person?

he's such an attentive big brother. always checks up on your crib, takes you out for some sunlight daily before he has to go to school, knows how to make your baby formula and how to put new diapers on you, never complains whenever he's put on baby duty—he's ecstatic, actually—knows everything there is to know about taking care of a baby.

he makes an album dedicated to pictures he takes of you! he has every single one printed and has little notes on some pages that tell about what happened on some of these pictures. the guy that developed/printed the pictures thought you were his kid once

buys little gifts for you every time he goes out with friends!

like if they're at an arcade, he will go ham on the claw machine just to get you this adorable cat stuffed toy :'>

he sees a baby outfit that he thought would look good on you? he's already halfway across the shop before his friends could even notice that he's gone far from their group.

speaking of friends, they're going to know about you way before you were even born.

he introduced them to you the moment you're out of the hospital! he lets them carry you (except for itto) and absolutely looks like the proudest brother while they compliment your adorableness.

family quality time and quality time with you are two different things.

he wants to build a close relationship with his only sibling, so naturally he has moments where he just wants to be with you. just two kaedeharas vibing. you're either sitting on his lap/beside him whilst he does his homework, taking you out on walks, or just chilling in the living room and doing whatever your baby self wanted to do.

because of this, kazuha was the first to see your eyes' color, vibrant crimson and the same as his. he has witnessed your first steps and it was you wanting to get closer to him and your first word which he thought was a baby babble that actually sounded like something (you were trying to say "zuha" but instead said "uwa").

THE BEST AT QUELLING YOUR CRYING SESH.

like you can spend hours crying, and then kazuha would pick you up in his arms, cooing, and almost immediately you'd quiet down. every time it happens, it just warms his heart knowing that you find comfort in his arms at such a young age.

also never shouts at you when he's upset at something you did. he doesn't want to use force or fear when teaching you things. instead, he'd gently explain why what you did is wrong and how to make up for it. punishments are just him looking at you disapprovingly, depriving you of his daily coddling, and putting you on timeout. he always emphasizes the importance of learning from your mistakes and he takes it seriously.

but despite this, he also teaches you the ways of being a discreet menace >:D

mama and papa kazuha can't help but sigh whenever the two of you do harmless pranks and band against them.

kazuha loves bringing you along with him to school festivities! if there's a school fair, he's walking around with you sat on his shoulders or in his arms there's no way he's letting you walk on your own in a place filled with unpredictable students

despite being the best brother, he also has his menace moments.

he teases you from time to time, like pulling something out of your reach before he hands it to you (also squishes your cheeks when you pout), does pranks on you (he feels bad but he still laughs even if you cry at one of his pranks, dw though, mama kazuha will pinch his earlobe for you), says the most complicated and hard to pronounce words to confuse you, and does those baby trends on tiktok on you just because he finds your reactions endearing and funny.

you bet your ass he posts those on tiktok and everyone who has a crush on him falls in love even more.

PROTECTIVE BROTHER KAZUHA IS SCARY.

let's say a certain oni looking bimbo, almost drops you. know that kazuha will be right behind him, a frightening smile on his face while demanding that itto gives you back in his arms. he glares at those type of people who sneers at the sight of children, before ushering you away from them. he has bandaids and sanitizers ready for when you hurt yourself, if you even have the chance to get hurt because he's so hyper aware of you that he catches you just before your knees meets the cobblestone pavement.

speaking of getting hurt, he hates it when you're sick.

hates to see you shivering from the cold, sweating and uncomfortable from the heat, whining from the headaches, loud coughs and sneezes, and the concerningly warm temperature of your skin.

he also hates how he has to go to school. he's restless and can't focus on his studies. sure, mama kazuha is a goddess when it comes to your and his health, but he just can't help but be worried.

the moment the bell rings, the end of another day in school, he quickly packs up his bag and ignores the calls from his friends. but before he goes home, he'll take a detour to the convenience store and buy you some snacks that you love and some medicine! then he goes home as quickly as he can and walks straight to your room to check on you.

he's already doting as it is, the two of you are inseparable when you're sick.

sings lullabies to help you sleep and does his homework beside your bed as you rest, recites his poetry to you, checks your temperature and asks how you're feeling every few hours, and just reassures you that everything will be fine. he makes it a little fun for you by watches videos on his phone while he cradles you or reads you a story book that you love.

when you're old enough to go to school, he makes it a part of his routine to walk you to and from school.

gives you a pep talk before you go inside your classroom, smiling proudly and nostalgic, before he turns on his heels to his own class.

he's just so fucking proud to be your brother and he would do everything to be a good brother to you :'>

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[seresinsbabe]

Conveniently Yours

Pairing: Jake Seresin x fem!reader

Synopsis: In a desperate attempt to pay for your mom's cancer treatment you take a job as a dancer at one of NYC's prestigious strip clubs where you meet Jake Seresin who just happens to need a wife.

Warnings: Mentions of cancer, cancer treatment, mild sexual themes. Nothing particularly bad in this chapter.

Word count: 2k

THIS BLOG AND ITS FICS ARE 18+! MINORS DNI!

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“Jake! Over here!”

“Y/N can we get a smile?!”

“Are you two planning on having kids?!”

“How have you felt about Jake’s previous women?”

It was a barrage of questions, camera clicks, and light flashes as you exited the town car with Jake. His hand securely wrapped around yours to help you exit the vehicle before pulling you tightly against his side in an attempt to shield you from the paparazzi. You’d seen them in public before, living in NYC they were common place given the amount of high status people that lived in this city. First hand you knew how relentless they could be. Practically vultures. It was so much worse being the one they were pecking at.

Jake’s lips brushed against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. He’d been different since the whole bathroom fiasco with Bradley. A change you couldn’t understand why he was making. It hadn’t gone unnoticed by you the decrease in the amount of women he had over. Not to say he didn’t ever take a woman to bed, but he definitely wasn’t bringing nearly as many over as he had been. You’d started to notice it would coincide with the days you spent in Bradley’s presence. Jake always made sure you saw him with the woman, as if on purpose. Like he was trying to make you jealous. 

“You’re doing so good, baby.” His voice was soft and encouraging, but there was something else laced with it. Something you couldn’t place, but it had you clenching your thighs together in a way you never had for Jake. In a way you normally clenched them for Bradley. “This event isn’t going to be easy, but I promise I’ll make up for it.” That. That right there was different.

More often he’d been promising things like that. Apologizing more frequently for the nature of the things you had to suddenly endure. Things he had never apologized for before. Because before Jake didn’t feel like he had to, that you’d known full well what you were getting yourself into. Even if you really didn’t know how severe it actually would be. You weren’t going to complain. This was a side of Jake you would accept for as long as you could get him. For once you didn’t feel entirely like an unwelcome guest in what was supposed to be your home. 

You looked up at him with big doe eyes. Ones that Jake had avoided looking whenever possible for weeks because he wasn’t certain he’d be able to deny them. “How are you going to do that?” You whispered back, ignoring the calls for your attention as he led you inside the event. You didn’t even remember what it was for, but you weren’t sure that mattered. No one ever asked you about his work. Everyone was always far more interested in your elusive relationship. The one that you’d been secretly maintaining for the past year. 

“I was thinking a date? Like a real one.” The words caught you off guard. You’d been on a few dates with Jake before, but they’d all been for show. Giving the media something to build on and talk about. Conversation had never gone very deep, mostly soft spoken discussions about upcoming events and wedding details. Nothing to get to know the other person. Any smiles, laughs or PDA caught on camera had been entirely faked. You were actually impressing yourself with how good of an actress you were.

The idea of a date with him wasn’t repulsive. You liked the version of Jake you met at the club and the version he’d been lately, but you weren’t sure how real those versions of him were. They’d disappeared before and you were worried they’d disappear again. Briefly your mind flitted to Bradley, worried about how it might make him feel, but it didn’t linger there for long. Bradley wasn’t anything serious. At least you didn’t think he was. Neither of you had ever breached the subject and you were fine with that. So as far as you were concerned you were more than able to let Jake take you on an actual date. 

The chance to respond to his offer was quickly taken away as his attention was called for an interview and you were left to politely mingle with others. A glass of champagne was offered and you gladly accepted it. Your mind was still swirling a little bit with this sudden change in your fake fiancé. 

“Hello,” the biting tone of his mother’s voice hit your ears and did nothing to ease your nerves. She didn’t like you. Louise Seresin had made that clear from the jump. Now, she had never outright said the words, but she didn’t really hide her distaste for you either. 

You curled your lips up in what you hoped was a believable smile. “Hi Louise, you look lovely.” As much of a cunt as the woman could be, she was always dressed to the nines. Today was no different with her pink and floral patterned chiffon dress. It seemed a bit young and playful for her age and personality, but she still looked good. It was a definite contrast to the dress your stylist had picked out. A maroon blazer dress that hit just below your thigh, with gold buttons and gold Jimmy Choo heels. Professional and sexy enough for the future wife of Jake Seresin, who was dressed in similar shades of maroon and gold.

Louise’s eyes swept over you and you waited for her to tell you about her distaste for your outfit. All she did was hum, but you couldn’t tell if it was approvingly or not. Half the time you wondered if she had you figured out. If she knew this was all a sham, but if she did she never said so. 

As if the universe knew you needed saving Jake’s father, George, approached and pulled you into a tight bear hug. George’s reaction to you was the exact opposite of his wife’s. He was a kind man that took to you immediately, reminding you vaguely of your father.

George let out a whistle as held your hand, motioning for you to spin and you did with a giggle. “My son sure snagged a winner.” He nodded approvingly as he dropped your hand. “How’s your mother doin’? Chemo goin’ alright?” It warmed you how he always asked about your mom, checking in to see if she needed anything. How this sweet man had ended up with such a cold woman was beyond you. Louise had to be different when you weren’t around.

“She’s alright, starting to lose her hair, but it seems to be working. She’s got a treatment tomorrow that I’ll be at.” Treatments were hard and long and you’d gone to every single treatment with your mom since she started them.

“You mean we’ll be at.” A large, heavy hand rested on your waist. You turned to look up at Jake who was staring back at you with those brilliant green eyes and a soft smile. “I promised I’d come to some sessions and I haven’t been yet, works been keeping me away but I’m putting my foot down.” That was a lie. Not once had he ever even mentioned attending one of your mother’s treatments. He hadn’t even met your mother. Jake could see in your eyes that you were confused, but he just returned the look with one that promised he’d explain later.

You accepted that and turned back to his parents. George looked proud of his son. Louise looked skeptical. Her mouth opened to speak, but as if Jake knew what was going to come out of her mouth he quickly excused the two of you. As much as you wanted to ask him about what he’d just said, this wasn’t the place. Especially as he kept getting pulled away to talk to different people.

Between conversations you managed to get a word in, other than assuring him you were okay. “Yes, you can take me on a real date.” Jake’s smile grew as wide as it did when you accepted his proposal. He was really starting to confuse you. 

The event had gone successfully. You later found out it was a promotional event for some new software that Jake’s company had created. He had tried explaining it to you, but it all had gone right over your head. You’d always considered yourself as smart, but when it came to technology you were as skilled as someone’s grandma. 

Currently you were sitting in the back of the SUV headed to Marea, an upscale Italian restaurant. Jake was next to you scrolling through his phone with one hand while the other rested on your leg, his thumb rubbing small circles on the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. An intimate gesture, one that he seemed to be doing absentmindedly. As strange as it felt, you also enjoyed it as each circle sent a tingle through your body. 

“Were you serious earlier…you know about the chemo treatment?” It had been gnawing at you since he said it. If he really wanted to come you weren’t going to stop him. It would be nice to have some company, especially considering your mom was so drained she slept through most of them. Still, didn’t he have more important things to do than spend hours in a hospital room with his fake fiancée while her sickly mother had cancer treatment?

Jake tucked his phone in his pocket while he turned his attention towards you, nodding his head softly. He knew it was probably weird for you, how he was suddenly changing his demeanor and opting to come to something he never had before. But he was being sincere about it all. “As serious as a heart attack. It’s important to you, so it should be important to me too.”

Your brows furrowed as you studied his face. You were staring so hard at him Jake was almost certain you could see through his thick skull. Suddenly the back of your hand was pressed to his forehead and you were inspecting him in a different way.

“Are you feeling alright? Light headed? Nausea? Vomiting? Hallucinations? Fever?” Jake couldn’t help the chuckle that rumbled his chest at your barrage of questions. His large hand enveloped yours, pulling it away from his forehead and pressing a kiss to it. 

“I’m fine, I promise. I just-” he hesitated. How could he tell you that seeing you with Bradley had him jealous because you were supposed to be his wife. It was Jake who was supposed to be making you laugh so hard you did that little snort. He was the one that was supposed to make you whimper and moan and beg. The one you were supposed to dance in his kitchen with. Not Bradley. “I’ve been an ass to you and I want to make up for it, to be better.” Yeah, that was the best way he could put it. There was no way he could say he was jealous of seeing you with his best friend even though this was a fake relationship and he’d been having his own fun on the side.

The SUV slowed to a stop outside of the restaurant, but you were still processing what Jake had said. “O-okay, but you were the one who made it abundantly clear we were nothing but business partners.” You were cautious in the way you reminded him. 

Jake almost looked pained as he was reminded of what he’d said. “I know and I shouldn’t have been such a dick, I don’t have an excuse for it.” His lips pressed a kiss to the back of your hand. “We can talk more later, but right now we have a date. Let’s just enjoy it?” It sounded like he was begging you, but Jake Seresin didn’t beg. That you were sure of. You just nodded, agreeing to drop the topic for now. He smiled softly at you, silently thanking you as he opened the door.

It still wasn’t making any sense to you, but you were going to take any niceties you could get from him. Because in all reality you had no idea how long this change in him was going to last. And you definitely didn’t want to be as miserable as you had been the past month or so. At least not if you could help it.

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[saltofmercury]

Hi, saw your requests are open :) could you maybe do Rudy HCs pls? Thanks!

(thanks @sofasoap for the new obsession)

Rudy I think—

I want to say he was a very shy guy growing up. Probably the youngest of all his brothers.

Used humor and sarcasm to really be heard in his family.

Grew up with 4 older brothers and has a younger sister that he protects immensely.

Close with both of his parents

Helped his mom run a flower shop. Would talk to his mom about his wedding flower arrangements.

Was a quiet kid, didn’t really get to open up until high school.

Learned magic tricks and jokes as a preteen to gain some friends

Into math and science subjects however never knew exactly what he wanted to do.

Used to tutor and reteach math to his peers during lunch

Was great at math but couldn’t stay focused in college. There were so many options abroad and he couldn’t really afford it.

Was trying to become a math professor, but knew it just wasn’t something in the books for him.

Ended up joining the military to try and take a fresh perspective into the world.

Once joining immediately regretted it —especially because he did not like another colleague.

Met Alejandro and they were like day and night.

Turned into competition for everything, which eventually gave him motivation to stay.

Alejandro to this day says he doesn’t know how they became friends because they used to fight and compete with each other a lot.

Admires Alejandro so he toned it down a bit when it came to working with him.

He’s very serious when it comes to work but such a goofball when it comes to friends and family.

Has a JOKE for EVERYTHING.

Is a Virgo. Analytical. Safe. Practical. Always 2 steps ahead.

Enjoys salty snacks. Chips, pretzels,

Solves math riddles for fun.

When it comes to relationships;

Has always wanted a big family

Comes from a big family so he wants at least 4 kids so that they could be just like his brothers

Wants to be able to come home and have them all screaming “daddy! Daddy!” And hearing them get all jumbled up with their stories

Has admired his parents relationship and hopes he can be with someone for as long as they have

Also has a name list for his kids. Has most names with “P”

Wants all boys but secretly would not mind being a girl dad. Has watched hair tutorials for his nieces.

Is emergency contact for all his nieces and nephews.

—Rudy I feel like, had a bit of trouble with relationships because he’s always at 100 with his significant other. Meaning he’s always:

Planning dates every weekend

Likes to call 2x a day, likes to text throughout the day if he’s available.

Likes to run errands with his significant other

Likes cooking. Learning new recipes and teaching his partner his favorite ones.

Likes just BEING with his partner doing anything.

Brings home flowers twice a week just to see his partner smile.

Around the third date stops beating around the bush and tells them he’s looking for something serious, not just a one time thing.

Has gone on dates where they just do not vibe but HAS politely stayed and paid.

Has never been a player, has never cheated.

Was thinking maybe he would just be the fun uncle the rest of his life….

It was until he met you that he knew he could be open about the relationship he wanted and was confident you wouldn’t walk away.

He likes to hold your hand whenever possible. In the car, in bed, walking around in stores.

He’s very touchy. I feel like he literally worships the ground you walk on. If he’s not holding your hand, he’s definitely grabbing your waist, ass, and small of your back.

A tad bit jealous. Meaning he knows nothing would ever happen but he doesn’t like how persistent men can be. So he does keep an eye on you.

Buys you a star for your 1st month together. This guy falls deeeeeep!

Made you a charm bracelet and buys you a charm each month you were together.

Buys you random things just because. Once bought you an opal ring because he figured you would like it. Once bought you a butterfly painting because you had mentioned butterflies bringing good luck.

Is very supportive. If you want to workout will workout with you. If you don’t, then he doesn’t push you. You want to work? Ok he helps you apply. You’re feeling burnt out? He can have you quit until you’re feeling ready to come back.

Loves sports. Enjoys telling you more about them.

Loves movies, loves to answer your questions.

Routines;

Being a Virgo the guy has a lot of routines. For example he wakes up at 4:30AM, exercises, and then makes breakfast for the two of you.

Drives you to work everyday. Especially living where he does, he just feels safer doing it.

Brings you lunch on Wednesdays and you two have lunch together.

He’s the kind of guy who would give you massages at night. Rubs your feet at night while you watch tv. Never asks for anything in return just wants to make sure you’re taken care of.

Goes to bed at 9pm sharp. On weekends he’ll stay up until 11pm, but he’s in bed, showered, and tucked with you.

Needs to read 2 books a week.

Washes his car every Sunday and Thursday. Does not park under trees.

Likes to visit his family at least twice a month. If he’s with someone, he would rather spend time with them and ease them into his family. They are A LOT.

#call of duty #rudy parra #rodolfo parra #rodolfo rudy parra #rudy headcannons #cod headcanons #I don’t have much more but you think of a topic maybe I can add more

[sword-and-lance]

so I wound up having a whole Thought Process in replying to a fic comment and just

okay fair warning this probably leans heavily on my own interpretations of Cazador and also Astarion and a bunch of the Cazador backstory in particular is pure headcanon

also fair warning there's discussion of abuse and sexual assault in here

BUT

man these two actually have quite a bit in common--the "my Master is an abusive asshole" thing being the big obvious one

also neither of 'em seem to have a great relationship with their families: Astarion never even mentions his in the slightest, ever, so I remain unconvinced that there was anything good there, and Cazador uh

well

Amanita's notes imply that there were only a grand total of like four remaining living Szarrs despite having multiple estates and a huge fuckoff castle smack in the middle of the city and yeah I absolutely headcanon that Cazador had most of them merc'd because none of them did a damn thing while Vellioth--who only married in and who Donnela picked for vampire-ing over her own grandkid because she held Cazador responsible for his dad (her son) going AWOL as a vampire hunter, it's a whole Thing I should really write it down at some point--basically ran the family reputation into the ground with his insistence on indulging his own brutal assholery over anything else (instead of balancing it with blackmail/politics so they don't get Found Out)

so yeah he is fairly obsessed with his family but in the sense that it's his and belongs to him and he gets to own it and shape it and bring it back to how it was when he was a kid and they owned damn near the entire Upper City in one capacity or another

so really no he isn't fond of his family but more the idea of it and being able to control it which is. uh. quite different!

and that kinda leads into my next point that they are both fucking Obsessed with power, "over people" specifically to quote Astarion in-game

I mean after all on Cazador's side of things: that was how Vellioth got to be where he was, that was what Vellioth wielded over him and all the other spawn whenever he decided to torture/sexually assault/etc them as he pleased, and that was how Cazador himself finally got Vellioth killed, too, and turned himself into a full vampire finally--it wasn't dry politics it wasn't law it was just interpersonal trickery wielding Vellioth's personal desires against him, and Cazador not only wanted his own abuser dead but wanted to make damn sure that it never happened again, that no one would ever be able to hurt him like he did

even when it meant hurting other people--LOTS OF THEM in all sorts of horrifying new ways!--to do it

and that's why he really just is not fuckin redeemable by the time we see him: he's molded his entire fucking existence around that notion, he cannot will not trust anyone but himself, he tried over and over with that as a spawn and always got punished for it--his family was not kind, his lone friend died for his kindness, and considering that his general social circle was a bunch of rich people, I'm willing to fuckin wager he probably didn't get any notion of it outside, either, and in fact it probably made it even easier to just think of people in general like things--cattle, even

so all that's left for him is (what has to look to him) like stone-cold objective knowledge that everything sucks, the world is vicious and cruel and the only good things you can have you have to TAKE by force or trickery from someone else and they don't matter, they'll only take from you the second they get a chance

and yeah Astarion clearly had a bit of a similar problem over the past 200-something years, considering--he was also tortured quite extensively for years, despite Cazador genuinely thinking he's being nice about it in an I HAD IT WORSE SUCK IT UP sort of way; he got faced with an utterly impossible task to constantly hunt down prey for his Master while fuckin starving the whole time, and eventually in sheer desperation resorted to literal prostitution only to be met with a very blase okay that works I guess keep it up from Cazador since it wasn't like Cazador really thought Astarion had much in the way of other talents to lure people in and all he cared about was having people lured in

shit, Astarion's entire approval set damn near until the last act of the damn game are just reflecting that mindset--the world is vicious and cruel and the only good things you can have you have to TAKE by force or trickery from someone else

...thing is, Cazador was basically surrounded by enablers and even outside of that is also hellishly stubborn and molded his entire existence around the pursuit of power because he thought that was literally all there was to anything, even to the point of making deals with not just a devil but one of THE devils, one of the Big Boys and one who's pretty damn tricky at that

he was not and is not going to give up on any of his plans, even if someone SOMEHOW gave him a chance to, and if we ignore the whole VAMPIRES EVIL LOL thing for a sec--far as Cazador's concerned, the kind are weak and murdered and tortured by the strong, and that is just how it is. that was how it always was and always would be and he's been surrounded by it literally all his life, personal and political, with basically no evidence to the contrary that doesn't immediately get ruined, whether at his hand or someone else's

if this isn't what he should do in life, then what else is there? just being a horribly broken person for literally eternity or until someone up and stakes him? he can't afford to let this go because it would obliterate his whole fucking identity in the process

...Astarion though at least has the benefit of running around with people who do not in fact enable his FUCK EVERYONE ELSE BUT ME! bullshit, and in fact (can be, anyway) relentlessly kind to him and show him that yes, actually, there is a life beyond what happened to him

there's a whole lotta life beyond it, actually! even while he's trying to "just" be manipulative, because the kind are weak and he can't afford to be weak when his Master HAS to be hunting for him by now, he fuckin fails at that and actually gets attached to the people trying to get him to knock off his assholery--they treat him like an actual person and he actually gets pretty into that despite himself, even though it clearly scares the hell out of him to have to make his own identity over again beyond just...being the flirty vampire

but thing is

he's at least brave enough to try doing it (presuming the non-ascended route--the ascended route he just refuses and falls right into Cazador's own neuroses), and when he's given the chance he takes it despite being terrified of it

he's seen more, he wants more and he's willing to risk himself to get it because it was worth it

Cazador though

lol nah

ultimately he's a coward about doing that exact thing

he's petrified of having nothing left of him if he gives up on what he's doing so he just never even tries and would pretty violently refuse any attempt to make him, for that matter--to him, it can't possibly be worth it

Astarion at least believes a small selection of people would be worth trying for

but Cazador's got none of that because he gave the fuck up on ever finding that and split the world into people he owned and people he would eventually own when he got what he deserved in Ascending after so many years of pure shit--and after his existence had turned into a meaningless morass of violence and horror that he inflicted on literally everyone around him like the walking nuclear fallout of a man that he is

part of being better is wanting to BE better, and (non-ascended) Astarion at least eventually wants to

but Cazador would very literally rather die instead

tl;dr yeah one of these two is a "small pathetic little boy who never amounted to anything"

but it ain't Astarion

#; musing #bg3 #cazador szarr #astarion #cazadorposting #astarionposting #long post #jesus that went on for way too long and probably is HELLA disorganized but #that ain't stopped me before and it ain't gonna stop me now #thank you elysiians on AO3 for prompting this meandering train of thought it was hella fun to do

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J2 Gold Panel Dallascon 2023

The boys today are in full swing, they're joking around making each other laugh, they're a little flirty, they are just in such a good mood and you can tell from the moment they get on the stage.

Jared does a little kick which is so cute and after Jared asks Jensen if it feels like they're twice as high as they usually are Jensen jokes that yeah but he did have some edibles that morning, and then he turns towards the big screen they have behind them that has a big banner with two pictures of them and he asks what's up with Jared's photo because he looks high....and Jared replies that what happened was that the picture got cropped so you don't see Jensen's left hand...I have no words.

And then there's Jared trying to recreate his stare in the photo and Jensen's left hand- just click on the link and watch: 😂

The first question is not a question it’s a fan thanking them, the show has a very special meaning to them because it's something that they watched with their grandad; Jared says that hearing stories from people about how the show helped them connect with their loved ones is one of the things that kept them going for so many years and when they were missing their families. x

The actual first question comes from an English teacher who sometimes uses SPN episodes in her drama units, like she used French Mistake to teach about breaking the fourth wall, and wants to know if they have episode recommendations that she could use for lessons. Jared recommends showing the movie Groundhog Day, and the ep Mystery Spot. The reason he brings up Groundhog Day is because he watched it this past week with their kids while they were all home because of icepocalypse. !!!!!!!!! Y'all already know I listened to this part multiple times, at different speeds, at different volume levels. This man said: "I just watched this movie last week with our kids when we were all home cause of icepocalypse". To me it sounds like Jensen and his three kiddos spend the ice storm with Jared and the other three kids.

But as I always say, don't take my word for it, here's the timestamp. Listen for yourself and form your own opinion.

Getting back to the answer Jensen asks him what the lesson would be for Mystery Spot and Jared replies the lesson is probably: you get another chance tomorrow, and try to make everyday count cause you never know when it’s your last or when you get to do it again the next day.

Jensen says that for a lesson in overcoming your fears, Yellow Fever. x

What’s their favorite quote? Jared jokes "leave the gun, take the cannoli." That's a line from the Godfather film. His real answer is: "pain is mandatory suffering is optional". And for Jensen one he likes a lot is: "taking care of yourself takes care of more than yourself."

Then Jared brings up another movie quote, "dude you got a fucking dart in your neck" which is from the movie Old School. This man spend the time he was stuck in the house watching old movies, I can tell. He also says people don’t have feelings, feelings have people. Which Jensen is confused by and doesn’t think it makes sense, but Jared explains that what he gathers from it is feelings are not pathological you can be angry or jealous but that's not who you are. x

When are Sam and Dean going to come back down to Earth? Jensen jokingly says season 16. Then says seriously, that that’s hopefully something that gets addressed when they get the call asking if they want to put their boots back on. x

What was their favorite kill? Some in the crowd call out Ruby, and Jensen laughs saying that technically he killed her, and Jared smiles and says to the crowd "are you reading my mind?"

Jensen's answer is Chuck. It wasnt some random monster of the week kind of thing it was somebody they had many years of work together and a friendship so whenever they get to work with people they have a great history and relationship with it makes it a little bit elevated, but he’ll take a good vampire nest killing everyday.

Jared says he didn't like killing this character but as a storyteller he's going to go with Rowena because it was so difficult. Says Ruthie is the most wonderful person on the planet, and she was fantastic as Rowena but that dynamic between her and Sam- it was so tragic to him to think of Sam having to kill her, it was so difficult he remembers the day vividly, it was truly emotional. He mentions that when the character of Bobby died they talked to the producers and the writers, and they said they didn't like it either but it’s great television and the boys were like fair enough so that was kind of an initial lesson; and when the Rowena and Sam storyline came to its conclusion that was really powerful for him. x

The next fan wants to know something cool about the boys that you wouldn't be able to find online. Jared says he’s done a questionnaire a few times, and guessing about Jensen, and it's turned out they're both introverts. They'd much rather stay home than go to a red carpet; extroverts feel energized being in front of the cameras but they much rather chill. x

Next fan has two questions, the first is that they want to know if the mic stand that Jared has is the one that Jensen threw down at the SNS concert the previous night because Jared keeps adjusting it. Jensen says he doesn’t know what she’s talking about, then he asks if he really did break a stand last night, the crowd replies yes and he goes 'listen, when i come on stage and there's music I black out'. And he, once again, asks if he really did break that stand, crowd continues to say yes, he says 'well, shouldn’t have been there'. 😆

The second question is, did Jensen think about how much his recognition would grow after appearing on The Boys? He answers that he doesn’t think he and Jared go into any of these jobs, roles,or stories thinking about the impact it'll have externally. They get hired to do a job and they take it seriously, even thought it might not look like it all the time, but they have a lot of fun doing the job because they truly enjoy doing what they do that being said they're not thinking about doing things because they want the effect it's going to have on a greater scale. They're just doing their job and hopefully it resonates to people and someone out there is entertained, and if that's the case they have done their job.

Jared mentions that 5 or 6 years ago the powerball prize was like 2 billion dollars, and they bought like 20 bucks of tickets. The draw was on Saturday, on Friday they’re on set filming, it's 4am, they’re tired, they’re miserable, they're flying soon and they look at each other and ask "if you win tomorrow are you coming into work on Monday?" And the answer for both of them was yes. If somebody went up to them and said they were filming a movie for the next month and it was going to be long hours but it would make a billion dollars in the box office, or long hours but they were never going to release it, it would make no difference they would still do everyday just as hard. He just does the hardest work he can and it's therapeutic for him as well to explore different lives and lifestyles and relationships so wether you tell him it’s an independent film that will never get released or Avatar he will work just as hard. And so will Jensen. x

Last question! The fan tells Jensen that he owes her sister 24 beers because last year she asked him to go out for her birthday beer and this fan had said that because she was turning 24 it should be 24 beers, and he had said she (fan asking the question) could go with them but she wasn't 21 at the time but she just turned 21 so now she can go and that would be 21 beers. I'm mentioning all this for only two reasons cause it has nothing to do with her question, reason number 1 is that when the fan tells Jensen about him owing her sister a beer, Jared grabs Jensen's coffee out of his hand and acts like he's going to give it to her and Jensen has no reaction, he just lets him take it and waits for him to put it back in his hand, like Jared taking his coffee is the most normal thing in the world. Which it probably is because they 100% do seem like the type of couple that shares coffee.

The second reason is that when the fan mentions that he owes her 21 beers on top of her sisters 24, Jared says that's 45 beers and Jensen stops, looks at him and goes "you do math fast!" all impressed. It's quite cute cause Jensen's all 😍 and you can tell Jared's proud of himself.

Anyways the last question is, what is their version of self care? Jared says that he’s been watching Limitless with Chris Hemsworth on Clif’s recommendation that it’s really meaningful, and fun, and interesting and a lot of the stuff that's talked about on the show really resonates with him. He is very similar, he has a though time winding down, and goes back to monkey brain, which is apparently what a doctor said, that's where one panics about stuff and is always worried so certain breathing excercises have helped. Also, the endurance training they did when they ran the marathon in Seattle kinda helped cause you put your shoes on, your music, your watch to check your heartrate and then you're on the road for an hour or hour and a half so you have to put everything else away, and he blames Jensen for turning him to this cause this was the training they did together. So find somewhere you can get past that really uncomfortable point of thinking you have to be doing something. Box breathing also seems to help him cause he sweats a lot, and he's anxious and nervous.

Jensen likes playing music, he’ll just sit down with a guitar and a lot of whiskey. x

J2 Gold Panel Dallascon

#j2 tinhat #this was a great panel but spoiler alert the main one was even better #can't wait to get into it but first i'm gonna take a small break #mine #noniwtv

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Really enjoyed your chishiya sfw alphabet would you please write one for Karube too?

＃ 𝘀𝗳𝘄 𝗮𝗹𝗽𝗵𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗸𝗮𝗿𝘂𝗯𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗶𝗸𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗶 !!

—𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴. karube daikichi x gn!reader — 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀. none. — 𝗮/𝗻. tysm for requesting, hope you like it!! and again, most of them take place before the borderlands.

✧. - ̗̀ A. Affection , ❨ How affectionate are they? How do they show affection? ❩

— karube would definitely be very affectionate with you and wouldn't care if it's in public or in private. when you are out he would always keep an arm around your waist or shoulder to keep you close to him. also, i feel that he loves it when you sit on his lap. and in private is almost the same but he literally can´t take his lips off of yours, always stealing kisses or giving you sweet pecks from tim to time. i think his love language is quality time, always finding a way to make any situation romantic and a pleasant memory, coming up with random plans and just taking you anywhere you like whenever he can.

✧. - ̗̀ B. Best Friend , ❨ What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start? ❩

— SO SUPPORTIVE. if you ever have a problem he will always be there to help you or comfort you, reassuring you it´s not the end. also, no one gets to mess with you or else they will have to deal with karube. you would be his VIP guest at the bar and sometimes he wouldn't make you pay (even if you insist on doing so). also, prepare yourself for dirty jokes and embarrassing comments in public he makes just to annoy you. you both definitely met at the bar because you came often or something like that, with time starting to talk more often until you became friends.

✧. - ̗̀ C. Cuddles , ❨ Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle? ❩

— YESS. i think karube really enjow having you close to him, you sitting on his lap as he gently carreses your waist and leaves sweet kisses on your neck, having you laying on his chest as he plays with your hair, spooning you or wathever means he gets to be close to you in some way. also he would like to face you while cuddling so he can admire when you´re asleep and probably to wake you up peppering kisses all over your face because you bring up his soft side.

✧. - ̗̀ D. Domestic , ❨ Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning? ❩

— karube would love the idea of ​​moving in with you, and i think it would be a topic that came up very early in their relationship. i feel that he likes to make plans for the future and he talks about them constantly, until one day he mentioned what he would imagine living with you would be like, and if you agree you would see the biggest smile on his face. on the other hand, i think it would be a little lazy to clean up but would have no problem cooking if you don't like it or something, but he would probably cook simple dishes though. and to clean, he would prefer that you do it between the two of tyou hem than doing it by himself.

✧. - ̗̀ E. Ending, ❨ If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it? ❩

—i think it would depend a lot on what happened, but he would just tell you without thinking too much. obviously it would hurt him, especially if you were the one who did something to hurt him, so he would simply tell you without showing much emotion, but even if he doesn't know it, knowing him a lot is easy for you to notice that he really feels bad even if you were the one that made a mistake. if you are the one who decides to end things, i feel that you would notice a little anger and at first he would not say anything just listening to what you have to say. maybe after he would just storm off and hit things, yell, cry, depending on what he's feeling at the moment.

✧. - ̗̀ F. Fiancé, ❨ How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married? ❩

— OMG YESSS. he literally always dreamed about the perfect life: marrying, living on a big house, having kids. i think he would probably had mentioned that even before you two started dating, daydreaming about it all the time. he probably plans in his head everything and can´t help but get that lovesick smile on his face everytime he imagines you living with him, or in your wedding. whatever he imagines for his future, you will always be there and it would be impossible for him to imagine it without your presence. i also think it wouldn´t get too much time for him to realise how much he loves you and that he really wants to marry you.

✧. - ̗̀ G. Gentle, ❨ How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally ❩

— i think he's quite gentle physically, always treating you like you're made of glass. soft touches, delicate kisses and always careful not to hurt yourself during any activity. on the other hand, sometimes i feel like he wouldn't think much about the things he says and sometimes he would inadvertently hurt you but immediately apologize once he realizes it.

✧. - ̗̀ H. Hugs, ❨ Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like? ❩

— totally. i think he would adore back hugs. when you,re cooking, cleaning, or just standing there. he hugs you whenever he can and you can't help but smile when you feel the slight pressure with which he hugs you, hiding his head in the crook of your neck, leaving his perfume impregnated in your clothes, taking advantage of the proximity to sigh something sweet in your ear, leaving kisses that go from your neck to your shoulder. plus something tells me that his hugs convey an incredible sense of security and you can never get enough of them.

✧. - ̗̀ I. I Love You, ❨ How fast do they say the L-word? ❩

— i think karube thinks it's a word with a lot of meaning behind it, and it would take him a while to think about the right moment to say it. but i feel like it would be after your first night together, that he'd wake up before you and just admire you before softly whispering the words in your ear, silently wishing you'd heard them even though you're not awake. (secretly you were 😈😈) and if you ever mentioned it, he would blush MADLY and probably just mumble it once again so you know he meant it.

✧. - ̗̀ J. Jealousy, ❨ How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous? ❩

— he´s not too jealous, but sometimes there are a few things he deeply dislikes. for example, when you´re at the bar and some random person shamelessly comes up to you and starts filtring right in front of him like?? but he wouldn´t be really agressive, he would just glare at them until they get the hint. if the person doesn´t, he would just tell him right away you´re his partner and wait till they leave.

✧. - ̗̀ K. Kisses, ❨ What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed? ❩

— they´re passionate, sweet. the kind of kiss you never get enough off, leaving you chasing his lips once they apart, smirking at you and then kissing you once again with the same intensity. loves to pull you closer to him by the waist with one hand, cupping your face with the other as he intoxicates you with new, intresting sensations. he loves to kiss you on your neck, liking the way you squirm under his touch. also, he adores how short you are compared to him so he can tease you, thats how he found out how much he likes when you kiss his neck or jawline.

✧. - ̗̀ L. Little Ones, ❨ How are they around children? ❩

— he actually has a little trouble knwoing what they cry for, or what they exactly need, so probably no one will exactly trust him with their kids lol, but anyway he LOVES them. at first they think hes a little scary but he literally is the sweetest with them, always buying thm some candy or playing with them. plus he would love having kids with you one day.

✧. - ̗̀ M. Mornings , ❨ How are mornings spent with them? ❩

— he would probably be asleep until like past noon, but sometimes he might just wake up earlier and cook you breakfeast (spoiler: he burns everything) so you end up cooking everythinng with him, but wathever, they say the intention is what counts. anyway, i think most of the mornings would be just cuddling. anyway, if you´re still not living together the first he would do will be sending you a message or sum.

✧. - ̗̀ N. Nights , ❨ How are nights spent with them? ❩

— i think he normally returns late from work, and sometimes you´re awake and sometimes not. when you´re awake and you´re both tired he would just lie on your chest and fall asleep immediately, feeling the calm that your presence produces. and if you're awake and no one wants to sleep, you would just watch a movie or stay talking until you both fell asleep. and, again, if your still not living together, he would simply call you to let you know that he arrived at his house and you would stay talking until both got tired.

✧. - ̗̀ O. Open , ❨ When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly? ❩

— i think he would have no problem to talk to you about things on his past, but he would need to totally trust you to do it.

✧. - ̗̀ P. Patience, ❨ How easily angered are they? ❩

— karube isn´t really patience with things around him and probably gets frustrated easily with things that doesn´t come out like he wants them or he just randomly gets angry at random stuff. however, he´s actually way more patience with you and will never raise his voice at you even when you do something that annoys him. and if he accidentally did it would apologise right away.

✧. - ̗̀ Q. Quizzes , ❨ How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything? ❩

— medium probably. i think he has a lot of things on his mind all the time so he would probably forget about things, but he def remebers things that are really important to you. like, if its a minium detail that you mentioned once he would forget it right away. but if you talk about it a few times, or if he know is actually important to you he would randomly think about it, and if you ask him anything about would remember it pretty clearly.

✧. - ̗̀ R. Remember , ❨ What is their favorite moment in your relationship? ❩

— i think when you finally decided to move together. the feeling of starting a project as big as that with someone he´s so in love with makes him feel butterflies everytime he remembers it. the moment you told him, the way you both joked around as you unpacked, when you two started to discuss the decoration. he totally talked about it to chota and arisu for MONTHS, even tough they literally begged him to stop and he just kept going to happy to saving it to himself literally rambling about the WHOLE process not caring that it´s probably the most normal thing and he already said it like a thousand times.

✧. - ̗̀ S. Security , ❨ How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected? ❩

— your personal body guard, literally always watching after you. he literally wouldn´t doubt to put himslef in danger if it means he gets to protect you. no one dares to mess with you because he jumps at them right away if he sees you uncomfortable. and lets not even talk about the borderlands. he would hate playing a game without you not knowing if you're safe or not. and if you are playing the same game, he always have you close to him in case something happens and he is always in front of you just to be sure and to be able to protect you if somethings comes up, and believe me, he would give his life for you if necessary.

✧. - ̗̀ T. Try, ❨ How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks? ❩

— he would put A LOT of effort, always trying to make them go as planned. always tries to make the best atmosphere possible and would curse himself if something goes wrong at the last moment. and he would be even more concerned if the important date is an anniversary or something, literally having every second of it already planned in his mind. his gifts would mostly be fancy things or wathever he thinks you might like.

✧. - ̗̀ U. Ugly , ❨ What would be some bad habits of theirs? ❩

— he would sometimes return drunk after meeting with his friend and would sometimes forget to tell you and you end up worrying almost everytime.

✧. - ̗̀ V. Vanity , ❨ How concerned are they with their looks? ❩

— he´s actually really concerned about it. i mean, he knows you love him and everything, but he tries to look the best he can after meeting you. putting too much effort on his outfit and even planning them a lot before he puts them on, a lot of perfume, and things like that. anyway, hes not insecure or something, he´s very confident but he actually need to put some effort on his looks before goingt out.

✧. - ̗̀ W. Whole , ❨ Would they feel incomplete without you? ❩

— totally. as i said before, karube is the type of person who thinks a lot about his future with the person he loves, and i think that if for some reason you left his life, he would feel completely empty and it would be very difficult for him to try to exclude you from those plans that he had wanted so much to fulfill with you. he would totally show all this emotions and pain in anger, and would distance himself until he feels a little better again but would be way more snappy than before and will take a long time for him to actually recover.

✧. - ̗̀ X. Xtra , ❨ A random headcanon for them. ❩

— i think i've said it a few times before, but i feel like Karube would empty perfume bottles so often because he's literally addicted to them. he loves any man perfume he can get and would adore if you ever gift him one (because i swear he put a lot all the time and finishes them really quickly)

✧. - ̗̀ Y. Yuck , ❨ What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner? ❩

— maybe someone who is extremely jealous?? he likes feeling that his partner cares for him but, he also likes having his own space and not being overly annoyed like, if someone texting him multiples times to know where he is, with who or shit like that he would really get tired of that. also he doesn´t like the lack of trust, he wants communication and someone who trust his love for them.

✧. - ̗̀ Z. Zzz , ❨ What is a sleep habits of theirs? ❩

— he wouldn´t be able to sleep alone, like, for some reason i think he just cant and need to be hugging something like a pillow (anyway he would prefer it was you but wathever). also he would totally be a HEAVY sleeper, like idk he just gives me those vibes lol

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Fluff Alphabet

A-Affection-What does he do with you? How does he spend time with you?

He likes reading to you. Cuddling while going to sleep, staying up late and talking, and looking at the sunset are also daily things.

B-Beauty-What does he admire/think is beautiful about you?

He likes listening to your voice and seeing your smile whenever you're happy or excited. He just really admires you when you're in any kind of good mood.

C-Comfort-How does he confront you when you're upset?

He's very upfront on asking what you need. If you need time alone he'll give it to you and come back to talk to you when you're feeling calmer. If you're too upset to speak he'll just sit beside you so you know he's there for you.

D-Dream-What is his dream life with you?

He wants a traditional life with one or two kids.

E-Equal-Is he more dominant or passive?

He's absolutely the more passive one in the relationship.

F-Fight-How often would you fight? What would it look like?

You two don't fight often, but it's when you do it's more of seeming passive aggressive than yelling. Before anything gets too bad you both give each other space to collect your thoughts. After a few hours to a day, depending on how bad it was, you sit down and talk about it.

G-Grateful-How grateful is he for you? Does he notice things you do for him?

He's very observant in general and definitely to what he cares about. He always notices the little things about you and is just always happy to be around you.

H-Honesty-How honest is he with you? Does he hide anything?

Honesty is a big thing to him. The only thing he isn't good at talking about is if he gets jealous or is worried about the relationship. If he bottles it up for too long it usually comes out in an argument.

I-Inspiration-Did you change him or is it the other way around?

It's a mix of both. You helped bring him out of his shell a little bit, and he put the bar for love and standards through the roof.

J-Jealousy-Does he get jealous easily? How does he deal with it?

While it's not extreme it happens usually when you're apart for a while. He just bottles it up, but you can tell when something is wrong and have to force it out of him.

K-Kiss-Is he a good kisser? What was his first kiss like?

Most of the time he's a very gentle kisser, and if things get heated and he ends up leaving marks they're usually in a place that's easy to conceal. Your first kiss was short, sweet, and when you two were alone.

L-Love confession-How would be confess his feelings?

He would take you somewhere where you two could be alone. He'd really have to hype himself up for it, and it'd take him a while, but eventually he would find the courage to just straight up admit that he likes you.

M-Marrige-Does he want to get married? How would he propose? What is the marriage like?

He absolutely wants a traditional wedding. He'd take you somewhere private that means a lot and has played a part in your relationship to propose.

N-Nickames-What would he call you?

He usually just calls you your name, but sometimes he'll call you bubs, angel, or my girl.

O-On cloud nine-What is he like when he's in love?

He gets very flustered around you when he first realizes his feelings to the point where he debates avoiding you so he stops tripping over his words.

P-PDA-Is he upfront about your relationship? Does he show you off or is he shy about affection when others are around?

He doesn't see the point in PDA or trying to prove you're his. The thought of everyone's eyes on your relationship makes him uncomfortable, but he'll do subtle things like holding your hand, keeping his arm around you, or kissing your cheek.

Q-Quirk-Some random ability that's helpful in your relationship

He's firm on boundaries for both of you no matter what they are. Even if he doesn't quite get one of yours he'll never cross it, and if he ever does it's never on purpose.

R-Romance-How romantic is he? What would he do to make you smile? Cliche or creative?

He's a hopeless romantic. He likes to schedule time alone with you, but sometimes he just gives you something out of nowhere just because he can and he loves you.

S-Support-Is he supportive of your girls? How so?

He's your biggest supporter no matter what you're doing. He'll always celebrate your accomplishments no matter how small.

T-Thrill-Does he do new things in the relationship is he not one for change?

He likes what you have and takes his time when it comes to changes.

U-Understanding-How understanding is he? Is he empathetic?

He's pretty good at reading you and knowing how you feel. If he doesn't he tries to put himself in your shoes. He never judges you for how you feel.

V-Value-How important is the relationship to him? Where does it rank compared to other things in his life?

After not constantly almost dying in the Safe Haven you're his top priority. Your kids are the only thing that mean as much as you.

W-Wild Card-A random fluff headcannon

He is clingy. He always wants to be around you no matter what you're doing.

X-XOXO-Is he affectionate? How does he show it?

He's really affectionate when you're alone. It's usually small and innocent things like holding your hand, cuddling, and having time just enjoying each other's company when you first wake up.

Y-Yearning-How does he deal with it when he's missing you?

He tries to distract himself, but it doesn't work for long because everything reminds him of you.

Z-Zeal-Is he willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?

He would literally give his life for you.

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