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#the one good thing about this is that he’ll be able to avoid dying
nanamiya3 · 9 months
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toji is the john wick of jjk because i said so hehehhehh
also more than 1 post from me in less than a week who am i? jk i wrote this forever ago & forgot about it until now </3
toji x fem reader - reader is toji’s wifey!!!!!! - also kinda bimbo reader lol - mentions of guns, violence, kidnapping - super heavily influenced by john wick - wc. 1.3k
Toji’s reputation spells something along the lines of: ruthless killer, refuses to die, and death, death, and more death. His determination, focus, and raw talent define him as the best assassin in Japan. He’s merciless, motivated, and armed with an iron will so strong a bullet would hardly make a dent; it’s why he’s the only one able to walk away from a fight with hardly a scratch. He’s rough around the edges—wild when he fights, lethal when he’s got a target, and flawless in his form.
And yet, Toji has an Achilles heel.
His wife, his love.
Toji the assassin is all of the above, but Toji the husband is soft and sweet and so utterly consumed by love it’s hard for even him to understand.
Toji’s hands are anything but gentle: together, they’re likely responsible for the deaths of thousands. Bruises and cuts and calluses are scattered across his knuckles and palms and fingers, but when those hands touch you? God, he’s achingly sweet, practically the epitome of gentle. A soft sweep of his thumb across your temple, a light tap of his pointer on your bottom lip, a warm press of his palm against your cheek. The same hands that roughly reload magazine after magazine find themselves tangled with your own at the end of the night.
Toji wears his wedding band wherever he goes and it quickly becomes the last thing a good number of people ever see. He never takes it off because he wants everybody to know that he’s completely yours. He also keeps a picture of you tucked into his pocket and he pulls it out, running a thumb over how the apples of your cheeks swell when your mouth splits into a smile, whenever he needs a reminder of the good in the world. Someone shot at him once while he was smiling over that picture of you, a stray bullet nicking the edge of the photograph. So much blood soaked the picture while Toji got his revenge he had to get a new copy printed.
Toji’s not a big talker, so you don’t hear him professing his love for you often. Usually, he opts for three short taps against your thigh, three light squeezes to your hand, three sweet kisses on your forehead—his way of silently confessing he loves you. But, sometimes he’ll murmur out a deep “Love you, darling” and you feel your heart squeeze impossibly tight, immediately whispering it back.
And there’s one rule above all that everybody knows to follow: Don’t touch Toji’s wife.
Is your address relatively secret? No. Almost everybody knows where Toji lives, mostly because they know where to avoid. Would it be easy to harm you? Probably. You’re no crazy martial artist and you’ve never shot a gun, an attempt at self defense would probably hurt you more than your assailant—you’re too sweet to harm even the little spiders that make their way into your home, forcing Toji to catch and release the critters. Despite all of this, is anybody actually willing to hurt you? Absolutely not.
In this case, the risk (inevitable death hand delivered by Toji) vastly outweighs the benefits (hurting you? making Toji suffer? dying before they actually experience the benefit?). In fact, someone tried it once, and they learned firsthand exactly how much Toji values his wife, setting the unfortunate example for any others who might have considered doing the same.
You had been skipping around, shopping for a new summer dress when it happened. You wanted to surprise Toji with a cute little outfit when he came home: he’d been gone for almost a week on some… business… and you desperately missed having his hands on you, the sparkly look in his eyes and the love on his face when you got dolled up for him. But when you stepped into the fitting room, two short little numbers hung up on the rack for you to try, someone came up from behind you and struck you right on that spot by your neck. You crumpled to the floor, your attacker swept you up and away, and Toji didn’t realize something was up until he called you for the nightly phone call you share when he’s out of town and you didn’t pick up.
He called again, and again, and again, blood roaring in his ears with every ring of the unanswered phone, knowing something had to have happened to you. It took two days for him to find you, two days of killing and threatening and bargaining to find the right people who knew the right information to lead him to the right place. And when he did find you…. fuck if you weren’t scared out of your damn mind. The sound of gunshots echoed for almost ten minutes, each one making you flinch harder than the last, before your husband finally stood before you.
And yes, you knew who Toji was; what he did, how he did it. But the sight of him dripping in blood with guns and bullets strapped up and down his body terrified you. And it might have been the panic from the past two days finally setting in, but it took another ten minutes for your shaking to subside enough for you to stand, ten minutes for you to trust Toji and let him touch you, help you up. Through it all, he stayed exceedingly gentle and patient, carefully rubbing your lower back, lightly slipping an arm underneath your shoulders, and slowly walking you to the car with a hand over your eyes to shield you from the aftermath. Then, after spending a week taking care of you, making sure you were well and truly okay, he hunted down each and every person involved in your capture.
And that was the end of that! No more plots against your life, no more stalkers, no more anything related to you. Since then, you’ve lived in peace, surprisingly disconnected from Toji’s world of violence. All you need to worry about is when your husband will be home; what to have for dinner; what you should wear for date night tomorrow; maybe even stocking the first aid kit a little in case Toji comes home scratched up.
On the rare occasion when Toji does come home scratched up, you become a worrywart. In Toji’s opinion, worrywart doesn’t even begin to describe it.
The second you realize Toji’s injured, it’s like you’ve lost your mind. You go into autopilot, rushing to grab the first aid kit, forcing him to show you the wound, stressing so hard one might think you were the one shot. Even though this type of stuff makes you queasy, you stomach your nerves as you help Toji with whatever he needs: handing him a new gauze pad; passing him a clean pair of tweezers; pouring a bottle of antiseptic over the gash. You fret over him, dabbing at the sweat on his forehead with a cool towel as he works. And when he’s done, he kisses your forehead, murmuring, “There we go, good as new,” trying to reassure you that he’s okay.
Later that night, he slips into bed with you, his kisses veering into dangerous territory, and pouts when you smack him lightly and tell him to focus his energy on getting better. “I can’t appreciate my sweet wife?” he’ll tempt, and you just sigh, peeking under his shirt at the wound as you retort, “You can show me you appreciate me by staying safe.” And he’ll sigh, notably louder than yours, complaining, “My wife hates me,” as he grins at you, completely smitten.
yup, that’s right. you heard it here first folks!! toji the big, scary brute is a lovesick idiot for his wife (me, i am his wife. we are happily married. please respect our privacy, since, you know, he’s married to me.. ahahhaha……….. yeah…. ☹️)
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iveer-y · 1 year
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ryuji sakamoto/reader headcanons !!
— ## you/your pronouns
fem!reader (1), masc!reader (1), & gn!reader (5)
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anon asks: ryuji sakamoto x reader headcanons 🫶🏻
A/N: this has been sitting in my inbox for around three months,,,um. whoops (*°▽°*) thanks for being so patient and happy (early) ides of march anon !! hope you like them ❀(*´◡`*)❀
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WHEN RYUJI FIGURES OUT HE LIKES YOU, he makes it very obvious; suddenly Ryuji is almost always complimenting you, gushing about you— just generally making it very obvious that you are special to him. Probably confesses almost immediately. He’s not very good at subtlety.
MASC
WHEN RYUJI FIGURES OUT HE LIKES YOU, he panics a little bit; he’s never liked a boy before! He isn’t quite sure how to compliment you: is it the same as it is with girls? Would it be weird to call you “hot”? If you’re out, then Ryuji has a much easier time figuring his feelings out, especially since he can ask you for advice! Unfortunately, he’s not really good at subtlety; he makes it kind of obvious that the potential guy he likes is you. Equal chances of confession from both sides; if you’re more anxious, though, Ryuji will probably confess first.
GENDER NEUTRAL
IF YOU’RE A NIGHT OWL, late night phone calls become commonplace. Just being in your presence, even just through a phone, is enough to make his day. He probably tries to find games to play with you, regardless of if you’re a gamer or not; the most research he’s ever done is to find a game that the two of you might like and can play into the early hours of the morning — or, rather, to both of you — the late hours of the night.
RYUJI IS EAGER — sometimes overeager — to spend time with you. Whether you’re already dating, not-so-carefully toeing the line between platonic and romantic, or still in that stage of pining, fleeting touches, and shared looks, he pretty much asks you to spend time with him whenever, wherever. Come train with him! Oh, you’re not really a gym person? That’s no problem, you can just watch — he’d love a cheerleader! Wanna go get ramen? Oh, you already ate? Is there a store you’ve been dying to visit? A bakery you’ve been eyeing? Let Ryuji escort you!
IF YOU’RE A PHANTOM THIEF, Ryuji hates to see you hurt. He knows that you’re capable of defending yourself, and that every member they have is someone not just willing, but wanting to fight for their cause — but seeing you get hurt doesn’t sit right with him. It settles heavy and solemnly in his gut until he can personally check up on you. (Not that he doesn’t trust Morgana, or Ann, or Makoto, or, hell, even Joker — he trusts them all with his life — just maybe not yours.)
IF YOU’RE NOT A PHANTOM THIEF, Ryuji wishes you were. To be honest, he thinks you totally could be! But, for all it’s worth, he knows that being a Phantom Thief is dangerous, and he hates not being able to tell you. It eats away at him. He hates keeping secrets from you — not to mention he’s horrible at keeping secrets, especially one as big as the Phantom Thieves — but after Makoto he learns his lesson. (Because, sure, they earned a cool new teammate but what if Makoto had been someone else? What then?) He considers outright avoiding you just to not have to experience the heartbreak of not telling you something. In the end, he can’t — he’ll endure it all just to be with you. (And, of course, in the end, you’ll figure it out. Whether it be through intellect and deduction or Ryuji outright telling you, you learn his secret. He’s relieved, honestly — because after the Phantom Thieves there’s only one secret he could have left: his feelings for you.)
THIS BOY BICKERS. He argues. He likes you — loves you, even! — but sometimes you’re wrong, and sometimes he wants to experience the electrifying thrill of seeing you all riled up. He loves to tease you, start playful arguments, say stupid things just to get a reaction from you — there’s something about the way you get flustered trying to argue with him. His stupidity is only (mostly) a façade: he knows when he’s gone too far, when to stop. He would never try to make you intentionally uncomfortable. In the case that he does make you uncomfortable, it’s always unintentional — and he always strives to be better — to communicate — so that it doesn’t happen again
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77ngiez · 11 months
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post-good end omori thoughts brought to u by the sunny omori himself
sunny and basil stay really close, mostly because they think everybody else in the group hates them but theyve been thru too much shit together to hate each other. basils the first in the group to get his drivers license (besides hero) and so sometimes he’ll drive up to the city sunny lives in. he’ll leave friday right after school and stay until sunday evening. sunny’s mom is almost always gone working so it’s nice that basil’s around.
basil is also the only one that sunny’s told about headspace. partly because of the aforementioned "wow everybody else probably hates me for killing mari" and partly because. basil could see "something". he doesnt tell basil everything ofc but he tells him a fair amount, and weirdly basil can guess some stuff before sunny says it. or maybe it’s more than guessing, who’s to say?
at any rate, because basil and sunny know about headspace but the others don’t, that’s another reason that they’re closer even when the main friend group reconnects. aubrey will be over at basils and mention that she’s considering dying her hair purple, and basil flinches and is like "are you sure thats a good idea?" and shes like What Are You On About and then he has to avoid the topic.
obviously the rest of the group Does Not hate sunny and basil (except maybe hero a bit, but not even him really, he’s just in a lot of pain), but it takes a bit to get that through their thick (read: traumatized) heads. it ends up being kel who helps sunny realize that he’s been forgiven.
for basil, oddly, it’s kim—she noticed aubrey was acting weird ever since sunny moved, and she felt guilty about having bullied basil in the past, so she tried to talk to him about it. obviously he didn’t tell her about the whole mari thing, but he tried to help her understand what was going on with aubrey a bit because he still cares about her. yadda yadda yadda kim and basil ended up becoming friends somehow, and bcoz aubrey drags kim (aka kim follows her) to a lot of her hangouts with kel and hero, kim ends up picking up on a bunch of stuff that never gets said out loud. and she convinces basil that he is NOT universally hated by everybody except sunny.
sunny completely loses his eye, and so he wears his eyepatch at pretty much all times except when he’s sleeping. even though he’s home alone. he feels like when he looks at things with his missing eye socket, he can see omori and mari. so he just. covers it lol.
hero dates a lot of girls from college. they never last too long, though. he’s never really managed to get over mari, but he knows she’d want him to, so he’s trying. but none of his relationships really work out since his heart still wholly belongs to a dead girl.
kel still bottles things up for a bit. everybody can tell that he’s upset, but he refuses to admit it, until one day aubrey takes him to one of those places where you just break things. kel first treats it like a joke, but he ends up screaming and crying and shouting while he breaks things.
"SUNNY!! BASIL!! I— FUCK YOU!!! I LOVE YOU BUT FUCK YOU!!! I HATE YOU!!! I HATE YOU SUNNY, I HATE YOU BASIL, I HATE YOU HERO, I HATE YOU AUBREY, I HATE YOU HERO!!! I WISH YOU GUYS WOULD STOP NEEDING ME FOR JUST A MOMENT!!! WHY AREN’T I ALLOWED TO BREAK DOWN?! I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU, I HATE ALL OF YOU, EVEN MARI, I HATE EVERYBODY, I HATE EVERYTHING, I HATE IT SO MUCH-!!" and etc
but once he gets it all out, he’s a lot better. he’s even more willing to be vulnerable and talk about things. although he’s only really able to bear his soul with aubrey. for what it’s worth, it’s pretty reciprocal.
speaking of aubrey. she’s probably been coping the best for the past four years, but once sunny tells her the truth, she kinda breaks. she copes with self-destructive behavior, and sometimes drugs (mostly just weed, from the maverick). she stays really close with the hooligans, maybe even closer than with the others. it takes years, and sunny and basil’s permission, but eventually she tells kim everything.
when they reach college, they end up going to the same place—except hero, who’s graduated from medical school but is taking online classes for culinary school without telling his parents.
basil and sunny move in together, because. they’re still very very close. aubrey lives in her car. on purpose. most of the hooligans do, to be honest. they’re still super tight-knit. kel lived in college housing, but eventually hero made him move in with him, which ended up being good for them both.
basil and sunny have hallucinations. sunny’s are mostly omori and the stranger (mari’s gone now, and he thinks maybe she wasn’t a hallucination after all but her ghost, who’s finally moved on now that the group is healing enough). basil’s are mostly something, although sometimes he sees the headspace version of himself. sometimes alive, sometimes with his head crushed like a watermelon. (when he talks about it after a particularly bad nightmare, sunny chokes up, because he never told basil that particular detail.)
uhh yeah this is getting too long soo goodbye for now lol
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Hi! It’s my first time asking or posting something on tumblr, I just joined to be able to read your works! They are amazing thank you for sharing with us! ❤️ I recently read all Wednesday prompts they make my day, I was wondering if you could maybe do something where mob wife Alec has super femme fatal vibes, I was really taken with that prompt, Simon rambling and almost dying was hilarious (sorry if my writing is too formal or is not expressed correctly English is not my first language) thanks again for sharing your work I really love it!
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I had so much fun with this and I hope you enjoy it! I love writing in this verse so prompts for it are always welcome, even if it may take me a while to get all of the pieces together for an actual fic!
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“Honey, are you sure this is a good idea?” Mari can’t help but ask her husband as he finishes zipping up her dress for her. It’s been a point of tension between them, though not because she doesn’t trust Leo or mind when he gets a bit friendly with the entertainment.
It’s just that Bane’s brought his husband with him every single time since the first he introduced him, and this will be the first-time entertainment’s there at the same time.
Most people know to ignore Bane, to avoid him and respect his boundaries and space but not everyone is as aware, and Mari knows that most of the girls coming are from a different city. Somewhere they don’t know the rules, with someone leading them who might not know to give Bane the respect he demands.
So, Mari is nervous, both because she doesn’t know how Bane will react to being propositioned, but also because Bane’s boy is terrifying, and Mari isn’t sure any of those poor girls will survive.
“It’ll be fine, sweetie.” Leo promises her and Mari hopes that this isn’t another promise that’s about to be broken.
It is not fine. Nothing about it is fine and Mari knows it from the moment Bane enters, holding the door open like he’s escorting royalty and entering with his hand on his boy’s back. Mari bites her lip, not caring about the waxy taste of her lipstick or that the red might stain her lips.
She’s gotten used to how Bane dresses and when his husband first showed up, she’d gotten used to that as well.
This is, she takes a ragged breath and just hopes that Bane won’t make them pay for any drycleaning he’ll need to get the inevitable blood from his clothes.
Her hand shakes a little as she grabs a passing waiter and for once, instead of juice, she takes the champagne.
Bane is dressed to kill as he always is, but it’s his boy, taller than ever with boots that go to his knees, gold buckles, black leather pants and a gold and black waistcoat that Mari is sure ends in a corset. He’s stunning but terrifying, his dark eyes rimmed with gold, and he looks inhuman, his lips dusted with gold as well, as if he’s been kissing the sun.
Mari shudders and hopes that this evening goes better than she fears, because Bane’s husband has a smile on his face and Mari is pretty sure that poison is less deadly than it.
She gets her wits about her and goes to greet them, trying to find a way to unattached Alec from Bane. It sends a shiver down her spine to use his name — to even think it — but there is only one Bane, even if they share a last name.
“We have a new painting; you really have to see it.” Mari tries, her third and final attempt and she reaches out, fingers barely trembling to quickly pat Alec’s arm. “We can get our men fresh drinks.”
It’s a ridiculous thing, to act like Alec is anything like one of the wives but it works, and Mari has never been so glad that he and Bane don’t care about gender stereotypes.  It means that she gets him out of the room, but she doesn’t have a plan after that, and the other wives and girls all know better than to try conversing with Alec.
It normally ends in tears and Alec’s latest response of offering to get a bottle ‘just in case your husband wants to drink your tears’ was not normal, no matter how nonchalant he was about it.
It means that the painting and Mari’s frantic attempts to discuss its meaning and technique only hold his attention for about twenty minutes.  Then, as it always does, he focuses back on his husband.
There’s an intensity to Alec when he’s not around Bane, a terrifying aura that melts away and Mari knows Leo has never noticed.
She still doesn’t think he’s a cop and he’s not undercover for anyone else, but he is something, someone dangerous and he’s unknown, which makes it all the worse.
They get back to the others and Mari realizes that despite her best efforts, she’s only made things worse.
The newcomer is there, all slick smiles and easy words and he’s got a girl in his lap and one on each side. It’s not uncommon, the young and untested thinking that easy sex and pretty women are the best way to prove their power, but it’s gauche and Mari can’t help but wrinkle her nose.
And then she sees the two girls focusing on Bane, approaching him with coy smiles and plunging necklines and Mari has never wished more to hide two people away.
She turns, hoping to figure out how to handle this but Alec is gone, as if he was never next to her at all.
It’s a shock, because he’s even taller than normal and Mari feels dwarfed in his presence on a good day and this was not a good day.
But there he is, gliding like a swan across a frozen lake. Ignorant of the appreciative gazes of some of the new girls or the mocking look of the newcomer and Mari just knows whoever this Cameron fellow is, that things aren’t going to go the way he wants.
One of the girls is next to Bane, fluttering lashes that Mari knows for a fact won’t compare to Alec’s natural ones — the bastard — and she reaches out, as if to touch and there’s a dark, low chuckle.
“If you want to keep your fingers, then keep them to yourselves.”
Mari has never heard such a cold, deadly tone before.
She’s never seen a threat like the one being made.
Alec doesn’t walk around the low sofa Bane is sitting on, he steps over it. One ridiculously long and leather clad leg elegantly sweeping over the back and then the rest of him follows. He drapes himself over Bane’s lap with a cool elegance that wouldn’t look out of place on a hunting anaconda and when he grins, Mari swallows.
“What the fuck—” Leo mutters, coming up behind her, eyes wide and little wild.
There is a tension in the air that wasn’t there before and while the girls are listening, both of them tripping over themselves to put space between Bane and his husband, Alec isn’t watching them.
Alec is watching Cameron.
There is a glint to his eyes that promises a wealth of cruelty and he smirks, tongue darting out over his lips before he just lays back, legs and heels crossing over the arm of the sofa as he settles down in Bane’s lap, looking up coquettishly at his husband.
Like he has any business turning soft when he’s clearly made of steel and kept sharpened.
“I think I’ll stay here tonight, babe.” He tells Bane, “keep you company.”
Mari mentally wishes Leo the best of luck during his meeting, relieved that Alec will be haunting someone else tonight.dr
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Seraph of the End x reader headcanons, but it’s only the characters that I think deserve more attention
Ferid Bathory
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🤍♦️ Does Ferid already get a lot of attention? Yes. But I like him so of course I think he deserves more attention. I’ve got two words necessary for your survival with this bastard: Entertain Him.
🤍♦️ Your best bet for surviving is to try and match his energy. Try to out-perv him, if you will. Most humans are absolutely scared shitless at the mere sight of him, so if you sass him back he’s sure to take an interest. But is that really such a good idea?
🤍♦️ Ferid gets bored easily, and if he gets bored of you he’ll likely kill you. I’m sorry if you’re just here for sugar-coated fluff, but that’s the way he is. Maybe you should have picked Yuu instead. Like I said, if you catch his attention you’re going to have to work hard to survive.
🤍♦️ Yes, he will spoil you. Money is irrelevant during a literal fucking apocalypse, and he has like 5 mansions or something stupid. 
🤍♦️ Also yes, he will keep you as a pet. Probably not the best situation, but it’s better than dying of the plague. At least you have a nice place to live where you don’t need to worry about being brutally murdered by the giant monsters roaming the planet.
🤍♦️ Yes, the collar is necessary. He needs to make sure you won’t run off on him. If you’re not careful, he’ll have to get a leash to go with it~ 🤍♦️ Yes he is going to drink your blood. It’s a damn good thing being bitten by a vampire feels good in this world, because he is going to drink A LOT of your blood. And there is nothing you can do about it.
🤍♦️ He does take good care of you, not to worry. He needs to keep you in good health, otherwise him drinking your blood might kill you! He will provide plenty of good food.
🤍♦️ He would love for you to play with his hair and tell him how pretty he is! He knows he’s drop-dead gorgeous, but he’d still like to hear it from his favorite little pet~!
🤍♦️ Physical affection is a MUST. This fucker is SO DAMN HANDSY. Always wants to be touching you in some way. There is no avoiding it. He’s going to drape himself over you, grab you from behind, kiss you without warning, nibble your neck, and randomly pick you up. Definitely a biter as well, and he loves to leave marks.
🤍♦️ He will acquire (can’t really say ‘buy’, since money is irrelevant) fancy clothes for you. Yes, you are required to put them on for him. He loves to play dress-up with you! You might be able to persuade him to try on clothing of your choosing, but it will take a lot of sucking up to him. Speaking of which…
🤍♦️ Definitely suck up to him. He loves it. He’ll probably force you to call him “lord Ferid” or “master Ferid” or something along those lines.
🤍♦️ Going in the complete opposite direction, he also finds it amusing when you back-sass him. It might result in punishment, depending on his mood, but you’re probably into that shit if you’re here for him anyway. Sass battles will ensue, and might lead to some less-than-holy actions.
🤍♦️ I like to think that he would enjoy being introduced to human games. Show him some Minecraft or another videogame. Play board games with him. He’s definitely amazing at Cards Against Humanity. He wins every damn time because he’s just that funny. He would probably enjoy DnD, but he’s definitely one of the WORST players to DM.
🤍♦️ Playing with Ferid is a dangerous game, but it’s worth it if you can handle his ‘eccentricities.’ He’s certainly fun to be around, that’s for sure! Just be very careful with what you say to him. Do not suggest an ‘action’ if you are not 100% willing to perform said ‘action.’  As much as I love this unapologetic bastard, I’d have to say he is the most dangerous pick on this list.
Lacus Welt
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💜✨ Another of my favorite boys! And another dangerous one. Lacus is really only here for the pleasure, so that’s what you have to offer him to get close to him.
💜✨ This little shit is 100% down to keep a pet human. Mostly as food, but if you offer him other pleasures he likely won’t decline.  💜✨ Lacus has been known to accidentally kill his victims because he just doesn’t. Stop. Drinking. It feels good to him, and he just doesn’t want to stop. You’re going to have to remind him that if he keeps drinking, you’re literally going to die.
💜✨ Honestly, he’s like a toned-down Ferid. He likely won’t think of anything too awful on his own, so just make sure you don’t give him suggestions. By that i mean, don’t joke about him getting you a collar. He’ll think that’s a FANTASTIC idea.
💜✨ Actually gets super into physical affection when you start giving it to him. Very touchy, though not as bad as Ferid. He also wants ALL of your attention. He also likes to bite. Like, a lot.
💜✨ Yeah he’s also going to force you to address him as “master Lacus”. You’re his pet, after all. 
💜✨ Rene is 100% of his logical reasoning AND impulse control. If it’s just you and Lacus, which it usually is, he’s going to say and do some pretty stupid things. (”haha those idiot humans thought we were saving them! We were just protecting our property.” “Master Lacus, that’s the same fucking thing-”)
💜✨ He’s a little stupid, but he’s got the spirit. Will ask you weird questions. There’s no avoiding his curiosity.
💜✨ He’ll likely offer to share you with Rene (they’re best bros after all-), who will casually decline. Rene’s emo ass just isn’t as into the whole ‘pet’ thing as Lacus is.
💜✨ All in all: scary, but not as bad as Mr. Thirsty Whore Ferid. Once he actually takes a genuine liking to you, he can be a real sweetheart. You just gotta get through his thick skull!
Rene Simm
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🖤♦️ One word: TSUNDERE.
🖤♦️ I genuinely don’t know how the fuck you managed to get his attention, but good job. Unfortunately for you, he will NOT show his feelings. He’s a vampire, he should be above such things.
🖤♦️ Honestly? Just fucking throw yourself at him. If you’re lucky, Lacus will convince him to take you in. Lacus knows Rene better than anyone, and can probably tell that he actually wants you. Lacus has your back, don’t worry. He’ll be your wingman.
🖤♦️ Rene will mostly leave you to yourself, unless he’s feeling peckish. Then he might come bother you for some blood.
🖤♦️ He really isn’t clingy or needy. Like, at all. He’s not one to initiate physical affection either. You’re going to have to do all the work.
🖤♦️ He wouldn’t mind having you climb on his lap and play with his hair, it’s just not high on his priorities list.
🖤♦️ Don’t worry, he will keep you well fed and cared for. He’ll also keep Lacus’s thirsty ass off you. He knows how Lacus can be, and he doesn’t want you to end up dead.
🖤♦️ I feel like he’d be the type to watch you sleep. Dunno why, I just think he’d like watching your peaceful resting face. 
🖤♦️ Rene is a pretty great pick, if you can get through his Tsundere shell. It’s difficult, but not impossible. Just be patient with him.
Urd Geales
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💡Gonna be honest, Urd is the best pick on the list if you can get to him. Unfortunately, he’s also the hardest to get at.
💡This guy has more braincells than his entire species combined. He actually functionally runs his country, and his people are happy. He does his fucking job like a responsible leader.
💡 Anyway, he’s also a big rule follower. Remember how vampires are not allowed to drink directly from a human? Yeah. Good luck getting him to be your sugar daddy. I can really only see him getting with a vampire s/o.
💡If you approach him, he’ll likely carry out a short, polite conversation with you. He is a busy man, though. He has to ACTUALLY RUN HIS COUNTRY LIKE A LEADER IS SUPPOSED TO- *ahem* anyways…
💡It’s gonna take a whole heck of a lot of time to get him to fall for you. Not only that, he can definitely tell when you like him. He’s not stupid like Lacus, he can tell when you’re flirting.
💡He’s definitely a gentleman. He won’t touch you without permission, and would never insult you.  💡 He likes to just… talk. Just carry on an intelligent conversation with him and he’ll at least take a little liking to you. If he goes out of his way to talk with you, you’ve already won. Congrats!
💡 If you get him to open up about his past and the whole Rigr Stafford thing, you’re a miracle worker. And you’ve got him in the palm of your hand.
💡He’ll bring you simple, elegant gifts. Nothing too fancy or extravagant, but definitely practical. I could see him getting you a nice wristwatch, or a fluffy coat (it’s fuckin COLD in Russia-).
💡 Not one for PDA, or physical affection. His love language is acts of service. You best bet he makes some excellent breakfast. And he knows how to make a house spotless. WHERE he found the time to do all this you have no clue—but hey. Who cares?
💡He can be very romantic when he chooses. And incredibly classy. Red roses, candles, classical music, the whole shebang.
💡 Overall, definitely the hardest to get with. But hey, nothing worth anything comes easy! (Sorry Ferid and Lacus!)
Ky Luc
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🔹🤎 Well well well… what do we have here? Another diluted Ferid! Like with Pretty Bastard Man, you gotta entertain him.
🔹🤎 Got a funky or non-conventional personality? Perfect! Spout that tumblr nonsense, he’ll love it! Anything that makes him giggle is sure to pique his interest in you.
🔹🤎 Ky isn’t quite as off-the-deep-end as Ferid is, which is good for you. He’s still one of the eccentrics though, don’t forget that. You’re only alive because he finds you amusing.
🔹🤎 This guy is WHIP smart. Don’t let his wide-eyed, elevator-music-on-the-brain smile fool you. He’s easily as smart as Ferid, and almost as smart as Urd. He will know when you catch feelings for him. And he will use said feelings to torment you for his own amusement.
🔹🤎 Yes. He is a tease. He can’t help it! Your reactions are so cute! This little shit loves making you blush and whine. He’ll poke you, pull your hair, trip you, push you around, and generally fuck with you. He’s definitely one to slam you against a wall and act all sexy just to make you squirm. Then he’ll just laugh about it.
🔹🤎 He’ll definitely entertain your feelings for a little bit. He’s curious to see what happens in a ‘relationship.’ He’s curious about a lot of things. Get ready for some uncomfortable questions. It’ll be a while before he realizes that he genuinely likes you and wants to keep you around.
🔹🤎 Thankfully, despite his bastardous energy, he is a rule follower. No need to worry about him drinking you dry.
🔹🤎 Not super into physical affection, but definitely curious about it. There isn’t much he’s not willing to try. He’ll hold your hand and let you cuddle up against him if you like. There is one thing he especially loves, which is…
🔹🤎 Coming home to find you wearing his clothes. He thinks it’s just the cutest thing! When he walks in to see you bundled up in one of his coats, it’s almost like his dead heart starts beating again! Especially if you tell him it’s because it smelled like him!
🔹🤎 Still a horrible tease though. Heck, it actually gets WORSE after he realizes he has feelings for you. Hope you like being constantly pestered, cause that’s what’s going to happen.
🔹🤎 All in all, not a bad choice. Not the best, but far from the worst. Good for someone who enjoys Ferid’s energy, but could do without the sadism.
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youknowwhoiamassbutt · 4 months
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Shanks and Buggy give off sad girl vibes
There are two songs with very similar vibes (sad girl vibes) that I think summarize the differences between Buggy and Shanks’s perspectives on themselves and their relationship really well.  
The song that I think very accurately (don’t worry, we’re about to get into it) encapsulates Buggy’s perspective is Intrusive Thoughts by Natalie Jane.  The song that I think encapsulates Shanks’s perspective really well is Locksmith by Sadie Jean.
Now to get into it:
Let’s do Buggy first since his song was the first one I knew.  Intrusive Thoughts is inwardly focused, focused on the artist’s perspective about themself instead of the relationship.  Buggy is a very inwardly focused individual, he doesn’t think about other people’s perspectives or experiences, he is completely focused on what he wants and how he feels.  This is why he’s never been able to reflect on how he hurt Shanks and only how Shanks hurt him.  How SHANKS betrayed HIM, and never how HE betrayed SHANKS.  
The song reflects on the artist’s fears of never finding love, or, more importantly, having love and messing up due to insecurity.  This is exactly what Buggy did, and I think he fears that he’ll never get past that mistake and, put in the same circumstance, would make it again.  
The song reflects on the artist’s fears of dying before getting to express their true feelings, dying before self-actualization, something I think Buggy fears but is too afraid to actually confront.  I think Buggy has always hoped that he and Shanks would reunite, that by the end of their lives, they’d be together again, but he’s too full of pride and anger to make that decision.  
The song also discusses the fear that love isn’t something the artist can achieve successfully, another thing I think Buggy fears.  He avoids love because he doesn’t think he can do it without messing it up or getting hurt, or messing it up so that he won’t get hurt.  
The song talks about craving love, but hiding it, something Buggy desperately craves but pretends he wants nothing to do with.
Here are the lyrics, feel free to skip:
I’m historically heartbroken,
Drowning in my own emotions,
One minute away from breaking down.
I’m always leaving emptyhanded,
No one wants a heart that’s damaged,
Only know a love that lets me down.
Staring contest with the walls,
I’m giving in to my intrusive thoughts.
What if I never find anybody to love?
Or I finally get the chance and I fuck it all up?
Cause I can’t get hurt if I’m the first one to leave.
What if I get to heaven and it’s not even real?
And I die before telling you how I really feel?
Cause it feels like hell and I just can’t help but think,
That maybe love’s not for me?
If you don’t look too closely,
You can’t even tell I’m lonely,
Even though it keeps me up at night.
I try to keep myself distracted,
But I’ve got all these awful habits,
Of listening to voices in my mind.
Staring contest with the walls,
I’m giving in to my intrusive thoughts.
What if I never find anybody to love?
Or I finally get the chance and I fuck it all up?
Cause I can’t get hurt if I’m the first one to leave.
What if I get to heaven and it’s not even real?
And I die before telling you how I really feel?
Cause it feels like hell and I just can’t help but think,
Maybe love’s not for me?
Now let's move on to shanks: 
Locksmith is focused on the relationship, yes it is from the perspective of the artist, but it is focusing on the relationship as a whole rather than the exclusive experience of the artist.  Shanks is pretty good at taking in others’ perspectives and seeing other people’s experiences, I mean, he has to with the empathy powers of Observation Haki.  While he did mope around for a while and let himself feel his individual pain over the relationship ending, he had enough perspective to understand that if this was what Buggy needed, he had to respect that and let Buggy move on.
The song discusses the need to move on with life and move past the past with a sad reminiscence, but an openness for the future, something Shanks did very well.  Shanks let himself move on, let himself discover his own path while still orchestrating his father figure’s legacy from the background.  He has bittersweet feelings for the past, he appreciates his time with Buggy but is sad that it’s a time long gone, but he still has love in his heart and a willingness to invite Buggy back into his life if given the chance.
The song talks about how the relationship was so far in the past, but the artist’s feelings remain the same, and this is perfectly Shanks.  No matter how long it’s been since he’s seen or heard from Buggy, his love will never change or fade, Buggy is a part of him and he always will be.
The song is a promise of eternal love, a promise that no one will ever hold the space in the artist’s heart that that person held, there’s no further explanation needed, this is just Shanks, Mr. eternal puppy dog love.  
The song speaks about premature love, the participants were too young when they embarked on their romance but hopefully in the future they will be in the right place for each other.  Shanks and Buggy were too young, they made promises they couldn’t keep, they were changing too fast.  They had different paths to go down and didn’t understand what that meant.  It was a classic “right one at the wrong time”.  Shanks has always hoped that if he waits long enough, they’ll finally be in the right time, they will have found themselves enough to come back together and be right for each other.  
The song talks fondly of the separation providing room for exploration, and how that exploration allowed for a deeper appreciation for that original love, and talks about reserving love.  I mean, I know a lot of people have a different opinion about Mihawk, but personally, I can’t see Shanks’s relationship with that man being anything but sexual.  I don’t think he has romantic room in his heart for anyone other than Buggy, but that’s not for lack of trying.  
Just like the song, Shanks respects Buggy’s request for space, that’s why he never reached out, but he has a want for Buggy to reach out.
Here are the lyrics:
This is the last song I’ll write about you.
I need to move on, I think you do too.
You were all that I wanted, you know that you still are,
Cause I’ve been alright yeah, but you showed me better.
I know that we’re changing, but nothing feels different.
I’m breaking the silence to say;
If in ten years time, I’m still on your mind, would you call and, say you want this?
No matter where we are, you still have my heart, cause I locked it, and I promise,
You’re the locksmith.
We said forever, and said it too soon.
At least now I know nobody feels like you do.
You were all that I wanted, you know that you still are,
I’m breaking the silence to say,
If in ten years time, I’m still on your mind, would you call and, say you want this?
No matter where we are, you still have my heart, cause I locked it, and I promise,
You’re the locksmith.
You’re the one that I can see me growing old with,
Build a house, I see it now, you plant me roses.
And everything we dreamed about came into focus,
Here’s to hoping.
If in ten years time, I’m still on your mind, could you call and say you want this?
No matter where we are, you still have my heart, cause I locked it, and I promise,
You’re the locksmith.
In summary, Buggy’s song is about regret and fear, Shanks’s is about hope and gratitude.
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shokuto · 5 months
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Morbid, but fitting
What a lot of people don’t know about Miles Morales, is just how deeply he surrenders himself to his instincts, that warm feeling in his gut letting him know he’s doing the right thing above all else. As a result, he can be a pretty impulsive guy.
He’s like this however, because if he ever stops to really consider the calamity that strikes his life like a lightning rod, and the real implications of how he’ll probably spend his dying breaths, he’ll never stop. The last time he had, he’d torn his costume to shreds and left New York to the universe before it could finish ruining him and everyone else he ever dared to smile at. It wasn’t stubborn pride like someone else would’ve thought. He was afraid, and he let inaction claim him like a still rabbit in a fox’s maw. It’s only through fierce suppression and unfettered compartmentalization that he’s really able to function under the mask—he’s a worrier at heart.
But life is crazy, and he decided one could never get anywhere in it if they’re too busy worrying to keep moving. Stopping in the middle of a fight is only waiting to die.
A sudden shriek is what brings him out of his thoughts and back to the mugging he thought only had one assailant. With a sudden yet casual tilt of the head, Spider-Man narrowly avoids a gunshot from tearing open his cranium, and turns around to advance with impossible speed in the same fraction of a second before another one can go off. He backhands the gun to the floor, and leans his shoulder onward to deliver a harsh right hook to the former gunman’s now broken nose with the same hand.
He’s not done though.
Because he never officially learned karate, he’s forced to quickly press one sticky palm to the guy’s abdomen, the other to the side of his shoulder, and flip him over his head onto the the ground hard enough that he isn’t moving when Spider-Man’s finished.
A pulse check reveals he’s still alive though, and that’s good enough for him. Ice cream for everyone.
The ringing in his ears doesn’t register until he asks if the woman needs to be walked home and he doesn’t hear her response.
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whumpdoyoumean · 2 years
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Whumptober #21
xxx famous last words
He’s got to get the knife out, he knows that. Come on Nathan, he scolds himself. Move, damn you! A single, quick movement could do it. Would do it, except that the damn thing is silver. He knew as soon as he saw the blade, and not just because of the unmistakable shine. He’d felt the wolf that had been rearing only a moment before suddenly withdraw, as if hoping to hide.
Not that it did the wolf any good. 
The assailant was small and light and lightning fast. Nathan had barely been able to avoid getting stabbed in the heart. He wonders briefly if that wouldn’t’ve been a better fate. That, at least, would have been over quickly.
No. He shakes the thought quickly from his mind. It would mean leaving Vlad, and he’s long since decided that that’s something he’ll never do. Not while he can help it. Someone will have noticed his absence by now, or Vlad will come to bed and find him here…Who is he kidding. It isn’t unusual for Nathan to excuse himself from a party early, no more unusual than it is for Vlad to stay up to see the last guest out.
It’ll be hours, he realizes grimly. He tries again to lift his arm (the right one; the would-be assassin at least had the decency not to stab him in his good shoulder), but the silver is doing a thorough job. He strains for a moment, gasping in pain and frustration when he barely manages to move his fingers. And that’s when it dawns on him, fully, that there is nothing he can do except wait. Wait, and hang on with every ounce of strength he has left.
He’s lost a lot of blood. It’s soaked through his shirt and through the jacket Vlad had picked out for him. He can feel it continuing to flow, can feel the warmth of it. It’s the only thing about him that is warm, now that he thinks about it. The rest of him is freezing. The knife is like a shard of ice, leeching the heat from him the rest of his body. It’s a wildly unpleasant sensation.
Nothing living, he thinks, should be this cold.
He wonders, vaguely, if this is how Vlad feels all the time. 
A sharp jolt of pain pulls him violently from his thoughts, making him gasp, which, in turn, makes him cough harshly. His mouth fills with the taste of copper, and he feels a bit of blood dribble down his chin.
Damn.
The confusion and shock at the attack are beginning to fade. Fear is creeping in. What if it happens again? The idea of going so long without the wolf again makes his insides go even colder than they already were. And what if, this time, it doesn’t come back? After everything, the loss seems unimaginable, and the heavy ache of grief settles into Nathan’s pounding heart. He feels a tear roll down his cheek and if he had the strength, he would sob. 
He’s grateful, at least, that he won’t be alone this time. Assuming…assuming he makes it out of this. 
A shiver runs down his spine, and then another. He doesn’t remember a lot of the details of when he got shot, but he remembers this feeling. This horrible combination of helplessness and dread, and pain radiating from his wounded shoulder even as his fingers and toes begin to tingle. His body reminding him loudly, agonizingly, that he’s alive while whispering to him that he’s dying. 
Gods, he’s dying.
He blinks, and his heavy eyelids are so heavy. He’s tempted to just let them stay shut.
But he’s not dead yet. 
So he pries them apart, raises his chin from where it’s dipped toward his chest, and tries to ignore the shivering and the dizzying smell of his own blood. 
He almost doesn’t believe it when the door bursts open and a beautifully familiar figure comes bursting in, the vampire’s presence instantly igniting the hint of a spark in the iciness at Nathan’s center. 
“Vlad?” he whispers, grateful that the silver hasn’t totally paralyzed his voice. “It’s still early.”
“Oh my gods, Nathan!” 
Nathan lifts the corners of his mouth in an exhausted smile as Vlad crashes to his knees next to him, relishing the sensation of the vampire’s hands on his face, only a little bit concerned at the fact that they don’t feel nearly so cold as they usually do.
“We need to get you lying down,” Vlad says with thinly veiled urgency. 
For all the love Nathan has for the vampire’s touch, there is, in equal measure, hatred for the taut concern in his voice and etched into his features. He’s imagining reaching up and running one thumb over the worry lines on Vlad’s forehead when the vampire takes hold of his upper arms and leans him forward ever so gently. Nathan can’t stop a hiss escaping him.
“Are you alright?” Vlad asks immediately, though he doesn’t stop moving. Nathan nods. “Good. Leaning back now…”
One of Vlad’s hands moves to the back of Nathan’s neck and starts to ease him backward. This time Nathan has to grind his teeth against the jolts of pain that shoot out from his shoulder, and is barely able to keep himself from crying out. His breath is coming in little bursts by the time he’s laying on his back, and Vlad’s face is all scrunched up with guilt. 
“Breathe, Nathan,” he soothes, tugging the midnight blue jabot from around his neck with nimble fingers. “I’m going to get that silver out of you. But I’m afraid it’s going to hurt.”
Nathan doesn’t have the energy to respond. That should probably scare him, but it doesn’t; he’s just happy that Vlad is here. 
Vlad’s hands move away from his face--one presses carefully against Nathan’s shoulder, two fingers on either side of the blade. The other hovers near the knife handle. 
“Deep breath, sweetheart,” he says.
Sweetheart, Nathan thinks, and then the world turns dark crimson with blinding pain.
He screams.
xxx 
Vlad throws the silver knife aside and pulls the jabot from around his neck, pressing it against the wound in Nathan’s shoulder in a desperate attempt to stem the flow of fresh blood. The smell is overwhelming. The last time he was around anything close this amount of the stuff was the night he sent Elizabeth away.
Looking at the red pool on the floor, he’s fairly sure Nathan has lost more than a gobletful. 
“What is going on in h--oh, my gods! Captain!”
Vlad looks over his shoulder to see his sister standing in the doorway, one hand over her mouth, the other bracing herself in the doorway. 
“Riya--”
“I heard a shout, I-I--”
“Riya!” Vlad says firmly, and she pulls her gaze from the wounded werewolf on the floor, lifting her wide eyes to meet Vlad’s. “I need you to fetch Doctor Allan. Tell him Captain Northland has been stabbed with a silver knife, and that he’s losing a great deal of blood, and that we need him here, now.”
“H-here?” Riya’s voice is small, and it’s plain that she’s in a state of shock. Vlad can practically hear her mind racing. “In-in the castle? People will see--”
“I will deal with that, but right now my main concern is saving Nathan’s life!” His voice cracks at the end, his emotions betraying him, and it seems to shake Riya somewhat from her stupor. Enough for her expression to change to one of determination and she nods. 
“I’ll take the coach, shall I? That would be much faster, a little conspicuous, but--”
“Riya, go,” Vlad interrupts, knowing that his sister will only continue to talk herself into a tizzy if she’s not redirected.
She nods again and disappears into the hallway. Vlad doesn’t hear her footfall; she must be using shadows, then. Good. 
Vlad turns his attention back to the werewolf and his heart (the damned thing) clenches in his chest. Nathan had passed out after that soul-shaking scream. His slack face is devoid of almost any color, and it reminds Vlad all too much of how he’d looked before Doctor Allan removed the last remnants of silver from his shoulder. The wadded-up silk beneath Vlad’s hands is soaked through, but the bleeding does seem to have slowed. 
“Nathan?” Vlad’s voice gets caught in his throat, and he realizes with dismay that he’s afraid. A very special strain of fear that is tied, intrinsically, to love, which only serves to make it that much scarier. He reaches one bloodied hand up to touch the werewolf’s too-pale cheek, wincing when he marks the ashen skin with scarlet. “Can you hear me?”
He’s not sure exactly how this works; he’d hoped that by removing the knife--the silver--that Nathan’s werewolf healing would kick in, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. 
“Nathan?” he says again.
Nathan’s eyes move beneath the lids, and then they open. “I hear you,” he mutters.
Vlad lets out a sigh of relief, leaning forward so his forehead is touching Nathan’s. He stays there a second before he pulls away, moving his hand back to join the other one in keeping pressure on the wound. “You’re very lucky I decided to come and beg you for a dance.”
The corners of Nathan’s mouth lift up into a smile that’s tired, but no less wolfish for it. “Beg, hmm?”
Vlad tries to smile back, but it’s hard when he’s so full of worry. He looks down at his hands and tries to ignore the blood on them. “I hardly think now is the appropriate time for…that.” 
“They didn’t say anything.”
“What?” Vlad looks up, alarmed at the sudden change of subject, worried that the blood loss or the exposure to silver might be causing delirium. 
“The…the person who did this.” His words are starting to run together. “Didn’t--didn’ say why.”
“We’ll worry about that later,” Vlad says. There’s a darkness rising in him. He’d been so focused on the state of Nathan that he hadn’t really considered what had put him into that state. Or rather, who. He’d like very much to find out, though, once Nathan is out of danger. For now, he returns his attention to what matters right now. “Doctor Allan is on his way. He’ll get you sorted out; you’ll be back to causing trouble soon enough.”
Nathan hums. His blue eyes look glassy, almost lost, staring up past Vlad at nothing in particular. “‘m a bit…tired for trouble, I think…”
“No,” Vlad says urgently as Nathan’s lashes flutter, eyes rolling. “No, no! Nathan, stay awake. Stay awake, please, Nathan. We’ve only just found each other, I can’t lose you already.” He feels tears prick at his eyes, hot and stinging. He hadn’t dared hope for a lifetime with Nathan, but now that he’s faced with the very real and imminent possibility of losing him, Vlad realizes that it’s what he wants.
“Stay with me, love.”
xxx 
Nathan wakes up with a cry, bolting upright and immediately regretting the action when it sends sharp pain through his left side. He grimaces, reaching for his shoulder only to have familiar cold fingers gently grab his wrist. 
“You’ll ruin your stitches,” Vlad chides, brow furrowed. He looks up at Nathan and his expression softens significantly. “Are you alright?”
Nathan nods, leaning back into the pile of pillows, heart hammering. “Yeah. Just…just a bad dream.” For a moment, his mind flashes back to the nightmare--the memory, really--lying there on the battlefield. He shakes his head, trying instead to focus on the pleasant lightness of Vlad’s touch. “I’m alright.��� 
The vampire doesn’t look convinced, but he doesn’t argue, either. He takes Nathan’s right arm in both hands and turns it over tsking in disapproval. “Look what you’ve done! Pulled the needle right out of your arm. I suppose it doesn’t really matter, the bottle was almost empty anyway.”
Nathan blinks in confusion. Maybe his head is still foggy from sleep, but almost nothing Vlad just said made any sense to him. “Pardon?”
Vlad’s eyes flick up to Nathan’s. “Do you remember what happened the night of the party?”
The image of the cloaked figure driving a silver knife into his shoulder flashes in Nathan’s mind and he suppresses a shiver. “Hard to forget.”
“Well, you lost a--a rather alarming amount of blood. Doctor Allan had to do a transfusion.”
Nathan isn’t sure he likes the sound of that. “A trans--what?”
“A transfusion,” Vlad repeats gently. He nods toward a clear glass jar on a pole that has a tube leading away from it. “The volume of blood in your body was dangerously low. It was putting a strain on your heart. So Doctor Allan administered a mixture of water and salt, putting it directly in your vein to--Nathan? Are you alright? You’re looking a bit pale.”
“I’m--I’m fine,” Nathan says, swallowing the bile that’s threatening to rise. “I think I just…I didn’t realize how bad it was. How long was I…”
“It’s been nearly five days.”
Nathan pushes his head back against the pillows. “Gods.” The room is starting to spin, and he squeezes his eyes shut in an effort to make it stop.
“Here.” He feels Vlad hand cup the back of his head, and a cup is pressed to his lips. “Drink this.”
Nathan takes a sip and makes a face, popping one eye open. “What is it?”
“Tea. A mixture of Taraxacum officinale and Urtica dioica.” Nathan stares blankly and Vlad gives him a small smile, apologetic and a little shy. “Sorry. It’s, erm, dandelion and nettle. It’ll help get your strength up. Drink it.”
Nathan takes the cup from Vlad’s hands with a thanks and drains it in one go, eager to get it over with. Vlad takes the empty cup and sets it down on the trunk at the end of the bed. 
“How’s the pain?” he asks.
Nathan shifts his attention to his shoulder, giving it an experimental wiggle that immediately makes him groan. Vlad’s brow pinches. 
“That bad? Do you want me to get you something for the pain?”
“Oh, no.” Nathan shakes his head, remembering all too well the after effects of whatever they’d given him before the surgery. “No, thank you. I’ll be fine. I’m getting sleepy, anyway. But d’you…Do you think maybe you could just come and lie down with me for a bit? Until I fall back asleep?”
He pats the empty space on the bed to the right of him and watches with contentment as the worry that’s been present on Vlad’s face since he woke up melts away, just a little. 
“Yes, I can do that.”
He crawls onto the bed and Nathan lifts his good arm so that the vampire can huddle against him, draping his arm around Vlad’s shoulders while Vlad nuzzles his head against his chest. 
“You’re warmer,” Vlad murmurs against him. “You were so cold that night. It frightened me.”
“I’m sorry.”
“What the blazes are you sorry for?” 
“I don’t ever want to frighten you.”
“Yes, well, that’s a part of love, I’m afraid.”
Love. Nathan’s heart soars, the word echoing around in his mind until he drifts off into a peaceful slumber. 
xxx 
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salvatoraesarc · 2 years
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                                       𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑼𝑻𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑬.
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origins + family.
full name:  stefan antonio salvatore.
date of birth:  november 1st, 1846.
age: 17 ( physically )  + 171+  ( biological )
social class:  wealthy.
parents: giuseppe + lilian salvatore.  ( ✝ )
siblings:  damon salvatore : elder brother.
physical + appearance. 
height:  5′11.
weight:  170 - 180lbs.
distinguishing features:  a freckle under his eye.
hair color:  light brown.
eye color:  forest green.
what do they consider their best feature?:  he would probably say his hair or his eyes.
style of dress/typical outfit(s):  he dresses casually,  jeans, boots, flannels or plain t-shirts, leather jackets or hoodies. 
jewelry? tattoos? piercings?:  he wears his daylight ring everyday & has one tattoo on his upper arm / shoulder of a rose, no piercings.
do they work out/exercise?:  sometimes he exercises to curve the cravings.
belief +  intellect. 
level of self esteem:  low usually,  but it depends on the era ?
known languages: english, italian, french & spanish.
gifts/talents: he’s a pretty good writer & very good with cars.
how do they deal with stress?  he exercises, ignores it until he cracks heh or writes about it.
what do they do when upset?  he writes about it or disappears for a while. sometimes he’ll drink to feel better but not that often.
believe in happy endings:  yes, not usually for himself but for everyone he loves yes.
how do they feel about asking for help?  he’d rather do things by himself cause he’s stubborn that way but if it’s something too major then he’ll ask for help.
optimist or pessimist:  pessimist. 
extrovert or introvert:  introvert for sure.
leader or follower:  can i say neither ?  lol
makes decisions based mostly on emotions, or on logic?:  logical if nobody he loves is in danger otherwise he acts on emotion.
spontaneous or planner:  planner, definitely.  
thinker or doer: thinker.
organized or messy: organized.
worrier or carefree:  worrier.
artistic?: not very, no. 
mathematical?:  he knows how to do math but he’s no expert. 
sex + intimacy. 
current marital/relationship/sexual status:  single ( verse dependent ) 
sexual orientation (is it something they question or a secret):  bi - sexual,  it’s not a secret nor a question.
views on sex (one night stands, promiscuity, etc):  he’s all for sex but it’s not like a huge deal.  he doesn’t often have one night stands anymore but during his ripper days, that’s all he did. 
ever been in love?:  yes, at least four times. 
do they fall in love easily?:  honestly it depends on the person. 
do they desire marriage and/or children in their future?  oh man, he’d love to be married for sure but with his lifestyle, he’s not sure if it would work out, you know? as for kids, well... he can’t have them but he wanted them.
thoughts on public displays of affection?:  he’s okay with it, he likes holding hands and 
how do they show affection/love to their partner?:  he’s very affectionate, surprisingly. he loves holding hands, kissing & holding his partners.
relationships.
social habits (popular, loner, some close friends, makes friends and then quickly drops them):  he’s a loner but has some close friends and people he cares about. 
how do they treat others (politely, rudely, keep at distance, etc)?:  he’s usually kind to people but kind of distant at first. 
argue or avoid conflict?:  90% of the time he’ll avoid it, unless someone  ( damon ) pushes him too far. 
secrets.
dreams: as in when sleeping? he has nightmares a lot post silas throwing him into the quarry.  as in for his life? he just wants the best of the best for his brother & everyone else he loves. also secretly he’d love to be a writer. 
greatest fears:  his loved ones dying,  drowning scares him now, him accidentally losing control & killing someone he loves.
biggest regret:  how much time do you have? 
what he/she/they most wants to change about his/her current life?:  he wants to be able to loosen up more, you know? & obviously, he wants to be able to keep control of his bloodlust.
likes + dislikes.
hobbies:  reading, writing in his journal,  sometimes he cooks too.
indoors or outdoors?: outdoors.
favorite color: forest green &  maroon.
favorite smell:  blood  cinnamon, after rain smell, pine wood.
favorite and least favorite food: he loves most foods, italian is his favorite though.  & i can’t say theres much he won’t eat tbh.
coffee or tea?: coffee.
favorite type of weather:  rainy & cool or sunny but not too hot.
favorite form of entertainment:  movies or books.
how do they feel about traveling?: he loves traveling, has always loved it. 
what sort of gifts do they like?  sentimental, ones from the heart.
drugs + alcohol. 
thoughts on drugs and alcohol:  he drinks sometimes but he doesn’t do drugs at all, doesn’t really care if other people do, it’s their business.
do they smoke? If so, do they want to quit?  he used to smoke back in the 60′s / 70′s but he doesn’t anymore.
have they ever tried other drugs (which, what happened, consequences):  of course he’s tried them before but they didn’t do much considering he’s a vampire.
do they have any addictions?:  just blood.
other details.
most important/defining event in life to date:  turning into a vampire, 100% 
daily routine:  if nothing is going on in lil ole mystic falls, he just wakes up, gets some coffee, & writes in his journal for a bit. then he’ll go out to the woods & feed.
typical saturday night:  if he has a partner, date night. if not, then he’s probably just at home relaxing or doing whatever caroline has dragged him to.
what is home like (messy, neat, sparse):  enormous ?? lmao & spacious, has a lot of old victorian-esque furniture. 
pets?: if not, do they want any?:  yes !! he adopted a black cat named midnight :’) & in a private verse him & caroline are co-parents to a golden retriever puppy named pooh bear !!!
can they hold their breath for a long time?:  ....yes, unfortunately he learned that the hard way.
do they know how to swim?  yes, he does, pretty well.
can they cook (if so, how well and do they enjoy it)?: yes, he cook really really well & he absolutely loves it, it soothes him. 
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the thing i love the most about this moment is the way that it was set up. 
the episode is primarily focused on arkham - on the fact that falcone and maroni are fighting over it and are prepared to take on and take down anyone who stands in their way but you are also told almost immediately what martha wayne’s intention for arkham was. that she opened to open a new arkham, a new mental health facility that was actually going to benefit and help the people of gotham and that it was a start to getting gotham on track and becoming a better and safer place for everyone. which tracks since it’s made abundently clear that the mental health care in gotham is non-existent and what does exist is horrific and definitely causes further harm to people in need of help and care. 
but what happens... the mayor sells out (of course he does, aubrey james is never going to do the right thing. he’ll sell out anyone and everyone to whoever scares him the most) and decides to reopen arkham, the way it was originally and gives half to falcone and half to maroni, completely neglecting what martha wayne wanted and fought for and bruce’s reaction to it is just...
he obviously understands the importance of stopping a gang war - of doing whatever is necessary is stop people from dying but at the same time, it’s such a defeating moment from him because while this may be good at the present time, he already knows and says out right that compromising and giving in to avoid a war at the present time is not going to benefit gotham in the way that it should and instead, will just make everything worse for the city in the long run and because of this, everything his parents wanted, everything they fought for and what they died for has now literally ended up in the hands of criminals because no one is willing to do the right thing to stop the criminals from taking control and the people who are willing to do the right thing, either don’t have the power to do it, aren’t in a position to do the right thing or too scared to do the right thing and the moment that jim reminds bruce that these criminals... the crime bosses and everyone else haven’t taken everything from his parents because he’s still alive. their fight to save gotham, to help gotham isn’t over because bruce is still alive and he is prepared to do the right thing, he’s trying to do the right thing in any whatever way he can to make sure that these things don’t keep happening or working to find out how they’re happening so he might be able to stop it...
it basically ends up giving bruce that boost to question if gotham can actually be saved and the look in his eyes when jim says it’s worth trying is the moment you see a massive shift in bruce’s character because it’s the moment he starts trying to fix things. he starts investigating and trying to understand so he can do something about it because gotham is worth trying to save. 
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bigmatrimonial · 1 year
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To Cut or Not to Cut: The Ultimate Guide to Making a Decision About a Guy
What do men feel like when you let them go? Do they feel like they will be sad? Do they really want to? The decision to cut someone off can be among the most difficult decisions that a person will ever make. It is possible to wonder what the person feels when you break up with him after a relationship ends no matter if it was a close relationship or one that was difficult. Your absence makes you be skeptical about your own mental health It's causing you to be a mess mentally. You know you don't have him as the source of your joy, and that you don't have the right to want to see your ex-partner again. When you cut him off, it's like a part of you has disappeared. Similar to the lyrics Taylor Swift penned in her song "The Story of Us" with lyrics which go as follows: "And I'm dying to find out. Are you suffering as I'm killing myself ?" That's the reason why you'd want to know how your people feel after cutting them off, if they experience any emotion at all. You'd like to realize that the decision you took to let him go has had an an emotional impact on his soul and was not worth it. In answer to my initial question, what do people feel when you break them up?
What happens when you Cut a Guy Off?
Here's what I'm convinced happens to a person when you cut off his limbs: They're curious about why you Did What You Did When they are aware of what they're looking for, men are determined. If you cut the guy off your actions will increase his curiosity about you. Guys aren't afraid to risk everything to reach their goals. Now that you've caught his curiosity, he'll surely want to win your respect. He'll try another approach, spying around to see whether you're in love with him have gone away completely. He'll try breaking the relationship by texting or calling you in the middle of the night. You can cut him off if you're looking to turn the tables and not chase after an individual. You'll demonstrate to him how you're able to exist without him, and you're not dependent from him in order to become content and prosperous. Another rejection could be their Most Fearful Nothing is more hurtful than having the person you believed would always be there and then turn them away. You experience an emotional rollercoaster which you aren't able to be able to get over. The person you love will surely be upset that you abruptly ended your contact with him. Particularly if you decided to break up with him because he had done something that made you feel angry and he was totally unaware of it. It is impossible to predict what someone's reaction to rejection, however. There are some people who spend time with friends each night with the intention of drowning out their real emotions and not having to confront their feelings. They'll go to the extreme to avoid confronting the truth. Others, on the other hand, might take it as a sign that you're difficult to obtain and may attack you more aggressively. This is the issue with men and rejections. Guys don't know what they should do when they are the first one to leave. Most of the time, they think they are entitled to leave, however it's not the situation. Now that this is happening to you He is likely to find an opportunity to claim you. Insecurity is the biggest threat to him. The great thing about partnerships is that they help you feel great about yourself because you have someone who is genuinely happy with who you are and what you do. Your self-esteem and confidence are at an all-time high, and you don't think that you are not worthy. If you're not with a friend with you However, all the confidence and confidence disappears. The discomfort gets to the surface and you start worrying whether you'll be good enough to do any task. If you cut him down and decide to ignore him, this is exactly that what will happen to you. His self-esteem has been greatly damaged, and he'll try to justify his emotions. He starts to doubt his masculinity , and whether or not he's attractive in any way. When he sees himself at his mirror, he no more thinks he's male. He then reveals his real face and reveals that he's not the man you believed you were. If they're judged by someone who is important to them, men aren't much different from women. One will often wonder what other people have that they don't have, and he will attempt to make changes in order to attract the person back. Sometimes they'll pretend that they've left however this isn't the reality. Women, as well as men, have feelingsand need to deal with them prior to looking for an appropriate partner. If he truly loved you, don't count on that he will forget about you afterwards. It's only a matter of time until reality begins to kick into. His zeal to win you Repay You Will Sky Fly Many men, to be honest are unable to accept that girls don't desire them. They think that all women would want to be with them and they could hold each woman in their hands. If you're in a relationship that was almost a friendship and are seeking ways for giving him that boost you need and this is the method to do it. In this case, adhering to your no-contact policy is probably the smartest choice you can make since the person will be swarming around you within a matter of minutes. He'll do anything to make sure your attention is paid only to him, and not else. The desire to meet you increases and he's not likely not stop till he gets an enthusiastic answer from you. On the other hand that, if you just want to rid yourself of him, it could be quite a hassle since the guy will likely bombard you with text messages and calls. Even if you've declared that you did not want to be contacted by him in the future He might turn at your workplace or even surprise you with a meal. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-LnoMGjrKlw
Why cutting him off makes him Feel he's missing you?
There are a variety of reasons why your ex will be missing you when you break up with him. The length of time that it takes for your ex-partner to be missing you depends entirely on what's happening inside the head of your ex. One of the most tragic things about life is that the majority of people don't appreciate how important someone is until they've lost them. It's likely that this won't happen immediately because any contact is made without time. It is unclear the length of time it'll take since everyone lives their lives in different ways. Particularly, males are creatures that thrive on routine. When you take a drastic action, like cutting off his supply and introducing the possibility of uncertainty in his existence. He may feel disorientation and despair due to that degree of uncertainty. Be aware, however that someone may be very sad when they truly care about you. It won't occur in a substantial way or even at all if they hasn't ever cared about you. You'll be aware the fact that you took away his attention, but he'll do nothing to change it because it doesn't cause him to miss your presence or even want to be with to see you in any way. To clarify my reasons. I have listed 3 reasons the reasons I believe the guy will not miss you when you cut his off. A. He Wants Your Attention Pay To Him Attention? You've offered him plenty of it, particularly when he was in need of it. If you enjoyed a great relationship with him, and there were instances in his life where the things he needed were received from you, this could cause a lot of stress for him because your stability was taken from him suddenly. The absence of interaction with someone they love might cause them to reevaluate their emotions and thoughts about your relationship with them. He might not be able to admit it to you and may think it's not his intention to care for you however, this isn't the truth. B. He longs for the good Things You Did for Him If you cut him off, he'll be able to see that you're no longer with him. The realization will lead anxiety and fear because he is aware that he'll be losing these things with no preparation or caution. When the happiness he experienced in your company are taken of him you'll realize how important they were. He'll be missing the things that he thought was normal too. He'll miss things that were familiar and comforting for him like how you stayed with him and supported him through difficult situations. C. Memory Of Your Relationships Will Remain In His Mind You've displayed some amazing traits that he admires in women However, he also appreciates the way you and he been able to travel this world with each other, shared dinner together and spent a lot of time in each other's company. He'll feel like nobody else is for him on the exact extent as you were - especially in the worst of times. The relationship wasn't always smooth There were moments that he was deeply connected to you, in ways which were unforgettable in the moment. He'll now be feeling like there's something missing in his life.
What is the right time to cut him Off?
Patterns are the most reliable indicator of where to go when cutting someone off. They are useless when they're not backed by actions. As actions are more important than words, patterns have precedence over actions. Take an extra step and think about the bigger picture, the relationships. This will help you differentiate between the emotional memories that are associated with love affairs between couples and the truth behind their pattern. If he's done any of these things is a signal to end his relationship: Cheating It's a simple fact It's a no-brainer. He lost your trust and respect because he was self-centered to care about your feelings. It is best to avoid any sort of relationship with a former partner who is cheating on you. There's no rational reason for why someone would believe that cheating is acceptable. Like everyone else, need someone more than cheater. Be sure to believe me in saying once you've let him go, your ex will miss you. You'll think about him for hours trying to determine the reason for what transpired. Be sure that he isn't happy about choosing someone else over you, and enforce no-contact and allow him to pay for his decisions. Abuse (No No Matter What Type Of Abuse it Takes) If your ex has abused you, it's evident that you need to end the relationship for ever. It's best to take him out; he'll regret it and regret not being able to come back to the embrace of his. The hands that offered you the security you needed were not going to happen again.
How Long Do You Need to Cut him off?
Every relationship comes with particular situations, and you have to decide if you'd like to give him another chance or remove him from your life. When you've have cut him off the moment you do, he'll realize that the fact that you're no longer part of his life, and that he's lost a beautiful woman. He'll start to grieve for you. But, even if he doesn't like you, doesn't mean that he's suddenly going to become the ideal companion who will treat you with respect. This doesn't mean the relationship will change when he's back with you. In fact it's possible to think about reuniting with him in the event that you ended your relationship over minor disagreements. Most likely, he'll feel as if you've made a huge mistake and will be eager to make amends by asking forgiveness.
Will He Call You Following He's Cut Off?
The probability of this happening depends on the circumstances of you ended your romance and also the reason you ended your relationship with him. In any case, he'll be looking for you and attempt to get in touch with you. If he is unable to reach you, he'll try another approach. If the person truly loves you, this could take place. If he walked away from you because he believes that your relationship is a terrible mistake, he will not make the same mistake again. He doesn't have a reason to return to a girl whom he does not like. These words may be a bit harsh however I'm sure that a strong, confident woman like you will understand the message I'm trying to convey. There's no guarantee that he'll be able to remember you or get in touch with you. However, remember that what's meant to you will not pass your by. The things that are meant for you will find you. If he's not the right one for you, know you're not alone. there's always another wonderful person who is waiting to see you and be with you for the remainder of their lives.
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What do guys feel like in the event of a cut? You might be wondering how a man feels in the event of cutting him off in the event of the relationship ends regardless of whether it was an almost-relationship or one that was difficult. You must realize that the decision you made to leave him had an emotional impact on his soul and was not in the wrong way. Every relationship comes with unique circumstances which is why you need to consider whether you'd like to give an alternative or remove him from your life. Do you think he will contact you following having cut him off? The chance of this happening depends on how you ended your relationships and the reason you ended your relationship with him. Read the full article
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How To Tell If A Guy Is Going To Be Bad In Bed Before You Do It
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You don't have to sleep with someone to discover how wonderful he is beneath the sheets. Examine his behavior during dates to figure it out before you take your clothes off. After all, how he behaves in public won't be all that different from how he behaves in the privacy of your bedroom. That means you can avoid making a costly mistake by looking for warning signs that he'll be a bad lover. How To Tell If A Guy Is Going To Be Bad In Bed Before You Do It He doesn’t listen when you speak. If he can't focus on a simple conversation at dinner, how will he notice the hints you give him in the bedroom? A good listener will notice your trembles and moans to figure out what makes you tick, whereas a bad listener will have no idea what you want in bed. Even if you spell it out for him, he may not pay attention. He’s a horrible kisser. If he's bad at kissing, he'll probably be just as bad in the bedroom. What a man does with his lips can reveal a lot about his technique. So, if your first kiss didn't feel magical, you probably don't want to go any further. He drinks way too much. He won't be able to perform well in the bedroom if he's constantly drunk or high. He might even struggle to get it up, which means you won't be having any sex at all. Even if you do, no one wants to taste alcohol on the lips of their lover. He has bad hygiene. If his hair is always greasy and his body smells strongly, this is a bad sign. If he doesn't care about the parts of his appearance that everyone can see, it's doubtful that he cares about the parts of his body you'll be dealing with during sex. He rushes through life. If he rushes through dinner and traffic, he's probably going to rush through foreplay as well. Sex is best when it's slow and leisurely, so if he can't relax and enjoy the moment, don't expect intercourse to last more than a few minutes. He’s a couch potato. If your man refuses to take the stairs instead of the elevator and hasn't worked out in a decade, he won't last long in the bedroom. Because of his low stamina, you'll be stuck doing all of the hard work. You must take up his slack. He only talks about himself. If every conversation revolves around him and he never inquires about your life, he'll most likely behave similarly in the bedroom. That is, he will gladly let you go down on him, but he will not offer to go down on you. He'll be happy as long as he gets what he wants. He brags about his sex life. If a man constantly boasts about how great he is in the bedroom, he's probably not all that great. If he was, he wouldn't feel the need to overcompensate by bragging about his conquests to everyone. Besides, do you really want to have sex with someone who will tell his friends about it in the morning? He sticks to a set routine. Spontaneity can spice up your sex life. If he refuses to try new things and insists on eating at the same restaurant at the same time every week, he is unlikely to be versatile in the bedroom. You should be with someone who isn't afraid to try new things. He doesn’t make you feel sexy. When you're both dying to touch each other, sex feels amazing. However, if he doesn't appear to be particularly interested in you, your experience will be less exciting. If you get the impression that he's sleeping with you just to do it, rather than because he adores you, you'll wonder if you're being used. Read the full article
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elaine4queen · 2 years
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A week I’d set aside for recovery and catching up with myself suddenly fills up. A woman phones me while I’m out with the dog and asks if I want her to bring forward my appointment for Ear, Nose & Throat. I’m not indoors and can’t see my calendar I tell her. She persists and I back down, but she tells me she needs to tell me how to find them. I tell her it’s pointless because I won’t remember. How often do I have to disclose my autism and is there any point in talking to people about ADHD which seems to be even more poorly understood, to the point of being reviled. Though I’ve had my fair share of attitude for my late diagnosed autism, too. Anyway, I don’t tell her. She says she’ll phone me back later. 
Worse than the disruption of a week already planned is the news that the ENT department is in fucking Worthing. I look on the map and it says it’s a half hour drive, which means 40 minutes for me, then the appointment then the drive back. It’s a bit of a bust, and all in busy traffic. Given the choice I drive mid morning with good visibility and low traffic. Also, I don’t like to drive for more than an hour. I don’t want to cause an accident. Committing to this makes me anxious. Also, I know what they’re going to do when I get there. I’ve had it done before, but a long time ago. They’re going to put a camera all the way up my nose. It’ll be painful and disgusting. 
After the top layer of my symphony of pains and problems was mostly dealt with with the migraine preventative the sinus issues became more obvious as something worth mentioning. I’d had the problems for years, but when you have a list every time you go into the doctor’s it’s hard to get to everything and with my inability to figure out what’s important or urgent, or even easy to look at or deal with, I’ve always let this one ride. Anyway now it’s come up. I’ve been on a steroidal inhaler for a while and my breathing at night has improved but there’s one nostril that shuts down regularly still. There must be only one thing worse than having a body and that’s not having one. The tipping point, though, that’s the rub.
Louise’s husband Adrian PM’s me then posts on Facebook that in the past few days she has become a lot less lucid. She wasn’t exactly herself when I visited, and was frustrated that she had to reach for words. The drugs she is on are so hard hitting it’s hard to know what she would be like without them. I’m so glad that I went when I did. I can’t really say why. I tried to work it out on the ride home, but told Adrian last night that I just wanted to. And maybe that’s it. I just wanted to, I did it, and now it’s done and it can’t be done again. I thank him for helping to make it happen. On the open thread he says she is not able to use her phone or computer but if people want to leave comments he’ll read them out. 
Rob says 
Tell Louise this is an excessively dramatic way to avoid buying me lunch.
I imagine Adrian reading the comments to her, and wonder if, through the fog of drugs, she might get a smile from that one. And it makes tears prick in my eyes.
I had a yearning to eat toast and marmalade with another mug of tea. It’s a particular pleasure eating without a dog staring at you, so when she goes off for her walk I head to the kitchen. I know that I won’t have fully digested it by the time I hit the gym later, and will regret the sickening lump in my stomach but I do it anyway.
In proximity to death, or the awareness of a particular death everything else is trivial, and you really feel it. Sometimes the more trivial your fixations the better. Why think about big things when there’s a big thing already? The PDF that was linked to the talks on Dying in the Dharma on Audio Dharma is missing so I message them about it and they send me a link. Reading it comforts me, particularly the funeral verse
All things are impermanent,
They arise and pass away.
Having arisen, they come to an end, 
Their coming to peace is bliss.
Our lives arise and pass away, our fixations arise and pass away, our walks, our lunches, our relationships and our desires for toast and marmalade - everything, everything arises and everything passes away.
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mcyts reaction to you flinching during an argument
TW; slight mention of abuse, angst
+ sad boi hours; open
++ for all of you angst lovers<3
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song recommendation: start//end - EDEN
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when he yelled something at you, wanting some sort of response from you and you didn’t give it to him, he grabbed you by your arm angrily and pulled you close to him.
you flinched away from him, turning your head away in reflex to what his next move might be.
he would immediately let go of you, taking a step back. he would just look at you, heart dropping at the fact that you thought he’d ever do something to hurt you in any way.
would feel disappointed with himself even days after the incident, and would even doubt if him being with you was a good thing at all, where you’d have to reassure him for him to eventually forget about it.
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you and george were having a disagreement about something, keeping a close proximity to each other throughout the argument.
after having raised his voice, he would be lifting his hand to move hair out of his face. and that’s when you flinched, closing your eyes thightly.
george honestly wouldn’t know what to do. he’d just be standing there, stuck in place out of shock. eventually, he’d gently grab your hand, scared to touch your face in case you’d flinch again.
he’d talk to you about how he’d never hurt you, and asked if there was some deeper reason as to why you’d flinched so easily.
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sapnap:
he would be so angry at himself, and would probably, before you could even stop him, storm out of the house to clear his mind and think about what he’d just done.
when he came back, he would hug you so hard, tears streaming down his face and repeating phrases like “I’m so sorry” and “I’d never hurt you”.
he’d make sure you knew just how much he loved you, and that you had no reason to ever flinch away from him again. cuddle sessions are a definite yes after an incident like this.
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badboyhalo:
oh my god, when I tell you this mans’ heart would break into a million pieces-
he’d crush your body in his arms, coddling you so tightly to him whilst whispering sweet words into your ear. he would feel so crushed.
the poor guy would be crying😖
after that, he would try his best to avoid getting into arguments, or at least avoid ever raising his voice at you again.
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technoblade:
would feel really hurt that you thought he’d hit you. lowkey a little disappointed about how you flinched so easily just by him raising his hand slightly, but would push the selfish thought aside and talk to you about it calmly, even though the action had really hurt him.
he wasn't a violent person, and he thought you knew that.
he doesn't want to send you down a guilt trip or anything, but he just feels so… lost? makes him doubt wether you trust him and he could think about it for literal weeks, because he’d have a hard time talking about it.
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wilbur soot:
runs a hand over his face, wide eyes staring back at you in shock. it takes him a moment to realise that you had just flinched because of him. that you'd acted out in a way people who are scared do. he doesn't really know what to do at first - he doesn't want to cause more damage.
“y/n…” he trails off, lifting a hand slowly towards you, afraid that he’ll scare you away. the last thing he’d ever want is for you to be scared of him.
he cant just stand there, and he can tell that all you really need right now is some comfort, so he’ll just grab you and pull you right into his arms, apologising over and over again and assuring you that he'd never make you flinch again.
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skeppy:
he would be really confused.
like, he would just be standing there with a confused expression on his face until you looked up at him again. 
“did you think I was going to hit you?”
his bottom lip would tremble, and his heart would just be pounding out of his chest.
he’d feel better once you comforted him and told him that you just flinch easily, but he would still think about it sometimes when he looked at you.
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karl jacobs:
his eyes would widen, quickly trying to reach out and touch you, only realising that the reason you flinched was because you didn’t want him to touch you. because you’d felt a reason to lift your hands in front of you in defence.
instead he would clasp his hand over his mouth, feeling tears well up in his eyes. and just let out a sob.
and that’s when you quickly ran to comfort him, going down with him when he fell onto his knees.
would profusely be mumbling sorries between sobs. that moment would scar him for a long time ;-;
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fundy:
would immediately take you into his arms. he pushed aside how much it hurt to know that you could ever be scared of him, because you came first.
lots of back rubbing and cheek kisses - he would be very worried that you flinched because someone had actually hit you before you eve met him or something along those lines.
would apologise for scaring you and wipe tears away from your cheeks if you were crying.
would have a long conversation with you about it afterwards.
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quackity:
would back away from you.
he didn’t know what the fuck to do. if he should comfort you or back the hell away. so he chose the safest option, seeing as you had clearly shown a sign of defence.
you would kinda just look at each other for a while.
“I- did you just-” he would cut himself off trying to form the right sentence.
“baby, I wouldn't hit you. you know I wouldn't… right?”
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punz:
like sapnap, he would take off, leaving you in confusion and hurt about how you had so easily reacted like that.
he wanted to be there for you, but he knew that he needed to clear his mind and think about what had just happened before he could do that. once he was outside, he would yell at the top of his lungs, letting out his pain through doing so.
when he entered again, he would start talking about how he was such a dick and should be more careful with the way he moves and that he wouldn't ever hurt you or anything like that.
would ramble on until you shut him up, assuring him that there was no reason to be angry or upset. it would definitely calm him down, but he wouldn't be able to sleep very well that night knowing that he had made you flinch so badly.
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awesamdude:
sam is just very shocked. and confused… and generally feels a lot of emotions washing over him all at once. the anger was still there, but he could hold it back for a while if it meant being able to wipe that expression off your face.
with furrowed brows he gently cups your cheeks, relieved when you didn't try to pull away or anything like that. he wouldn't really talk directly about it right then, but rather comforts you. you are his number one priority right now.
“hey, hey, hey. it’s okay, I’m here.” and then just hugs you and lets you cry it out on his shoulder. will talk to you about it later and eventually resolve your previous argument. makes sure you never flinch at him again.
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corpse husband:
corpse knows he can get pretty heated in arguments, but to make you flinch… he’d never seen that one coming, and honestly, it would hit him like a truck. he would stumble over is own words, hands clamming to you protectively, only to move away again as he realised the one who he had to protect you from was himself. 
would beat himself up about it a lot afterwards. like, he’d think about that look on your face and just space out, which you would notice of course cause his brows would knit together and he’d look so fucking sad. he’d just be scared to do it again.
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eret:
it was the worst thing he'd ever witnessed. you can almost hear his heart crack right into two pieces. he’d just look at you with sad, bulging puppy eyes until you moved to look at him again with guilt dancing in your eyes once seeing his.
“y/n, I… I would never hit you.”
I feel like he could cry depending on how bad the argument had been, but overall he is just very very sad. wouldn't be able to hold back even if he was scared of making you flinch again, and would just hold you. until you were ready to talk about it, he’d be right there with his hands clinging onto you for dear life.
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cynthinesia · 2 years
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Can I request again? Diasomnia boys with an MC who can eat Lillia’s cookings without dying plz
A/N: Ooooh! What an interesting request~ It’ll be my first time writing Lilia, Silver and Malleus, so feel free to correct me if I did something wrong, please.
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🐉Malleus Draconia🐉
He would be... surprised, to say the very least. If you can handle Lilia’s cooking, surely you must have a stomach of iron. Right? (Reaction below ↓)
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Even though you are able to handle them, he will still avoid them when Lilia puts it in front of you. Moreover, he will just switch the food with something more healthy before the bat dad notices a thing. Your health matters after all!
If you wish to eat them, though... You know his pouty stare? You will face that. He doesn't want you to get sick because of it, he cares about you. Also, you are just a mere human, and humans tend to be quite fragile compared to faes, right? Just to remind you something; he cares about his friend a lot.
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🦇Lilia Vanrouge🦇
“Umu umu~”
You can bet that he can and absolutely WILL he will try different combinations of food to test you sometimes. Cue Malleus, Silver and Sebek being terrified in the background-
Though, he will try to cook you something “healthy” and “nutritious” in order to maintain your health. It's not good to stuff yourself with so much food after all!
Oh, and one more thing...
If you say something like, “Come on. It’s not that bad.” or “It tastes delicious..”, you might get some bad stares from people, just saying.
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🗡️Silver🗡️
u.u
O.O"
Another person who will think you have a stomach of iron.
Just the thought of it is more than enough to make him shiver, but you consuming it? Oh dear Seven...
Let’s say he will sigh and give you a small glare. Then he’ll just sigh and cook you something actually healthy after you finish your food. He cannot have a fellow student getting sick because of it. 😔
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⚡Sebek Zigvolt⚡
“WHAT?!”
...would be the first reaction of him, I bet...
He will scold you a lot when you start to consume it, that is if Lilia is not present there. But who knows? He can be anywhere!
Let's say that you are invited to a party in Diasomnia, and Lilia is the one who made the cake. You took a slice and put on your plate. Then you stabbed the fork to the said slice of cake, and ate the piece, much to the Diasomnia residents’ horror.
“Mmm... It’s a little hard, but over all it’s so delicious! Thanks, Lilia-senpa—”
YA YEET!
Oh no! Your cake has disappeared!!
...and this would be Sebek’s reaction to everything Lilia cooks and you consume, I assume? :3
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apompkwrites · 3 years
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I love the streamer au of both xiao and albedo! I was wondering if I could request a scenario where they both try and save up primogems so they can pull us? What do you think their reaction would be if they pulled us? Thanks in advance!!
reader impact || character event wish
series masterlist characters: xiao, albedo genre: fluff summary: your character exclusive banners have been released! will our streamers have any luck pulling you? notes: hehe time to roll! sad boy hours bc childe’s probably not coming home for me :(( i wish everyone else good luck on who they want, though!
invitation to mundane life (xiao) -
he rarely uses social media.
he doesn't really involve himself in it too much and only uses it to alert his viewers of upcoming streams.
imagine his surprise when he's waiting for people to enter his genshin stream when they tell him that there's a new playable character: you.
just like when he first met you, he practically shuts down.
the character he had loved and admired for so long is now able to be in his party forever?!?!??!
he doesn't understand the gacha/pity system but he'll learn it just for you.
he'd definitely host a watch party the day you drop to watch your trailers.
"why is their trailer so sad???"
this boy cannot handle your backstory in the trailer.
he just wants to keep you safe :((
(even if you'd be the one protecting him)
now, he's normally not one to pay for things in games since he prefers to use his money for essentials.
for you, though, he will empty his entire bank account for you.
he buys the blessing of the welkin moon and is very prepared to buy genesis crystals.
he'll wish for you at the wangshu inn on the very balcony he first met you.
he'll play liyue music in the background of his stream just for you <333
he doesn't normally express his emotions, as i've said before, but here anyone could tell that he was desperate to have you on his team.
he chokes on his breath when he sees gold fly across his stream.
please both he and his chat are begging for it to be you.
he's skipping through all the weapons and cursing whoever is making him wait until the end of his roll to find out whether or not it's you.
(name): ★★★★★
and he's gone.
like he falls out of his chair when he sees it's you.
his chat is VERY torn between laughing at him and congratulating him.
his body hurts but it was worth it to see you on his screen <3
he doesn't understand the appeal of getting good weapons purposefully but you bet he's gonna whale for yours.
he doesn't care that it's good, even though that's a bonus. all he really cares about is that it's your weapon, no one elses.
also you look cute af with it don't @ him.
obviously you're going straight into his party. and every other party he owns.
and any bosses you're fighting? you're there.
his chat's yelling at him because your element isn't good against this boss.
you know what this man says?
"too bad. (name) supremacy."
you’re the reason he smiles so much, hun <33
secretum secretorum (albedo) -
please he stocked up on primogems ever since he reacted to your update.
he's so excited to see what your attacks are since he purposefully avoided seeing them.
he's got over thirty (30) wishes worth of primogems and his wallet is sitting on his desk.
he promises his chat he'll watch the character trailer and demo after he gets you because he wants everything to be a surprise.
he starts the stream by showing off all of the drawings he's made over the time waiting for you to be released <3
he gets a bunch of donations from people wishing him luck and telling him that the money is exclusively to wish for you.
we love his supportive audience.
he will stream the very day you are released. he's on it within the first few minutes of launch.
finally, it's time to wish.
of course, he'll do all his daily commissions to get all those extra primogems just in case ;)
"the time has come."
by the time he's ready to wish for you, he's up in dragonspine in your little workplace.
his chat is spamming good luck messages and emotes (all of which were you that he made during one of his streams).
he's actually really nervous.
he knows he'll get you because he'll spend all of his money just to do it, but there's still that underlying fear hidden in his body.
he just wants you in his party because he knows he won't be able to get you after the banner is done.
it takes a few pulls but about four (4) minutes in, he sees the familiar golden comet fly across his stream.
both him and his chat are freaking out.
"please come home please come home please come home please come home."
AND YOU CAME HOME.
AND NOW HE'S DYING.
PLEASE YOU'RE SO COOL AND ADORABLE AND AMAZING AND
his chat pushes for him to wish for your weapon.
only the best for the chief alchemist that stole his heart <3
luckily, he got it with his remaining wishes.
he exits the wish menu so fast and places you in the first slot of his party.
before he even starts to use you, he will use the camera feature and just zoom in.
"look at them. look at how amazing they are. look."
he can and will show you off every chance he gets.
immediately begins leveling you up and ascending you because of course he spent the past few weeks grinding for all of your materials.
he will his highest artifacts away from his other characters just to give them to you.
over the days your banner is active, you best bet he's continuing to wish for you so that he can get you to c6 (which he does because you deserve the best).
you are the very first character he gets to friendship lvl 10. no matter how long he's had the other characters, you are the first.
expect the next few art streams to be based on you once again.
he will draw every voiceline he unlocks.
his stream overlay is now based on you and the background is your friendship card.
his cute little chalk ruler has stolen his heart <3
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