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Okay but what if single mom MC brings her kid to work in the zoo!harpy AU? She usually has them sit on the outside of the enclosure where the guests are so she can keep an eye on them while working but the kid ends up finding a way in the enclosure. How different would things be if it's MCs kid vs a strangers kid?
I'm assuming she'd avoid tranquilizing skull? Or would it still happen?
A real baby? Oh, delight
Sans: Unlike a stranger's baby, who just gets the bird equivalent to the silent treatment, Mc's child gets played with like he's a tired dad who got woken up on Saturday morning. He considers this his baby, after all, can't just ignore them. Sans lets them sit on his shoulders while he drags himself to his feet and sleepily mooches around his enclosure so they can explore it together.
... But when Mc comes to rescue her kid, Sans suddenly wakes up and comes to life- he won't give them back just yet, actually. This is the perfect chance for a fun game of 'catch us if you can'. He scoops the kid up, and despite her obvious sounds of protest, disappears away into his enclosure in a flurry of feathers.
The kid has a great time, obviously, Sans is moving incredibly quickly and climbing up tall structures to hide- they're having the time of their life. Mc finds wherever they're hiding by following the sound of giggling. And while she isn't thrilled that a giant owl harpy has decided to play keepaway with her child... she also appreciates how gentle he's being, and how much fun they're clearly both having together.
... Sans eventually gives them back.
Red: At first, Mc's very careful with Red, because she's not sure if she can trust him near her child. He's made his 'undying love' for her abundantly clear, and wild male animals sometimes kill the offspring of females they want to mate with. What if he decides he's uninterested in a baby that isn't genetically his, and gets aggressive with her kid? She can't risk it. It's a bridge she won't cross and she does her damnedest to keep the two separate.
... Except, when the inevitable happens, Red is great.
He couldn't act more fatherly if he tried- he actively plays with them, carries them around, preens their dirty hair, picks at their clothes, wipes dirt off their face and growls at staff who get too near. Though he's got his usual grumpy face there are clear smiles breaking out over his expression every now and then... her kid can clamber all over him and he's patient as a saint. It's a huge relief for her- and in a way, it kinda re-frames her view of Red. Maybe he's more than just an aggressive flirt.
... He's especially cuddly and flirty when Mc shows up to collect her kid, though. All hopped up on parental instincts, desperate to cement a bond with her through kisses or nuzzles or a song. this is OUR kid, because we're together right? right?
Skull: Now, she already knows Skull has a propensity for getting overly attached to babies. And she knows he gets overly attached to her. So when she goes into his enclosure and realises that Skull has taken her kid to his nest, she's absolutely ready for a full on battle to get her kid back.
... Instead, when she pokes her head into the den and finds Skull cuddling a sleeping child... as soon as she indicates she wants them back, he happily hands them over.
His issue was with babies he thought were abandoned. But he knows that this is Mc's baby. Their baby. There's a good mother (her) and a loving father (him, of course) so there's no need for him to worry. It's normal for birds to have one adult go away while the other stays with the baby; Mom wants to be the one taking care of their child again, who is he to decline?
... He does stare a bit long at them, though. He likes looking at his family all together.
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derangedanomaly · 19 days
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I saw your new post and I was like 'hmm, interesting' can you write about the bad sans a few more of your choice reacting to their Fem S/O who was Overly blessed?, Like She was literally God's favorite in most things
And every time someone is going to hurt her lightning strikes them or something else happens and she just shrugged like she's used to that, bonus if she's absolutely beautiful and she's being flirt with regularly resulting in half of these people being fried or Almost killed by the God's
I love this request lmao.
Thank you anon! Hope you enjoy! :D
Masterlist
BAD SANSES X OVERLY BLESSED S/O
(Nightmare, Killer, Dust, Horror, Error)
NIGHTMARE:
Oh, he will absolutely HATE YOU. (Not for long though. 😉)
You tried flirting with him the first time y'all met, and that was basically the kick-starter for him to hate you. He tried to kill you after your flirting attempt, but got immediately striked with lightning.💀
He literally can't stand you. From your breathtaking beauty, your smoothness all the way to your flirtiness!! (<- his words, not mine 🤷‍♀️)
The gods hate him too. So SO much. It's actually wild.
He literally can't believe the amount of bullshit you've gotten away from. Like, what do you mean you've 'accidentaly' killed someone?! And- excuse me- but did you just say that you ROBBED A STORE ONCE?! Bro is flabbergasted.
Doesn't want anything to do with you. You're just a stupid pest only in his way!! So why's he itching to be in your presence now?
He's so frustrated that it's actually really weird... That's the king of DARKNESS, negativity, and here he is, craving after a little touch from this mortal.
You're actually not part of the Bad Sanses. But you are part of the Star Sanses, which should make Nightmare feel good. He knows he should feel better! But he feels so much fucking worse...
After many fights between the Star Sanses, (which now includes you too), he finds himself subconsciously chasing after you.
Normally, he goes after Dream in fights, but now... His target changed. And he's not slick either. Everybody fucking noticed! And you know who noticed it right away? Yes, that's right, Dream.
I swear, your fights just includes you two flirting with each other while tussling. The Gods don't even notice how flirty you guys are, when you're saying stuff like: "I wish you'd wipe that stupid smirk off of your face, it's annoying." "You want me so bad.." "SHUT THE FUCK UP"
Nightmare doesn't know it yet, but he's slowly falling for you the more y'all are away from each other. Maybe you return his feelings back?
KILLER:
"Mamma Mia... that's one hell of a woman...." I swear, Killer's in love with you from the first time he saw you. And it wasn't because of your looks nor your flirtiness! The first time he saw you, you literally killed someone on the spot because he tried to take your food. (The God's are back at it again 💀)
Listen, Killer's NOT the shy type. That's for sure. But right now, he felt more shier than ever before. You were just so ethereal to him..
He went up to you and greeted you. Safe to say that y'all clicked together right away! Maybe.. you also fell for him from the first sight? (THE ZING FROM HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA CONFIRMED??!)
The Gods for sure striked him at least 3 times. Until you had something to say about it. The Gods stopped attacking Killer so much after they saw that you genuinely loved him back.
You two have a little flirting competition every now and then. (You always win)
He's at awe when you tell him all the crimes you've gotten away from. Cause, like, since when??!
He doesn't like it that you're a part of the Star Sanses.. "your love is not meant to be" (He's just being dramatic. As always.)
He can't help but sneak off with you when there's a fight between the Bad and Star Sanses. He just wants to be with you. And I don't mean that as only spend time with you. Nah...he WANTS you!
He actually confesses to you, he says that he loves you and that he can't help but yearn for you. Now comes the question...will you accept his confession?
DUST:
Oh baby, oh BROTHER. He's so annoyed with you. He doesn't like it much when people are as outgoing as you..
Listen, the Gods don't have much an opinion on him.. but they WILL fry him at least 5 times until getting used to seeing him around you.
While Dust doesn't like you much, you in turn LOVE him. You're flirting with him almost all the time. Which rewards you with a very blushy Dust that quickly teleports away. (Not before giving you a side eye. 💀)
Don't worry, he will also start to slowly fall for you the more y'all are conversing. (You fell first but he fell harder >>>>)
Wants for you to prove to him you did those things that you're saying you got away with. Just to fuck with you 💀
His mouth literally dropped open when he finds out you, in fact, was telling the truth. I mean, you did just get out of a store with a shitload of money in your hands.
He was about to ask you how you did it so quickly, but he was interrupted with loud sirens. Welp, looks like you're busted. He smirks at you, as if saying that he was right with you not getting away with it- until you did the most shocking thing ever. You flirted your way out of the prison by flirting with the police officers.
And this right here, was the exact moment when Dust found out he loves you. He gave the officers the hardest glare. He was FUMING. At last, he couldn't take it as his Gaster Blasters appeared and killed the humans. 💀
Becomes miserable when you join the Star Sanses. Damn..and right after he found his feelings for you :(
You both still sneak off from your respective groups to see each other.
Dust keeps comparing your situation to Romeo and Juliet, except no one's dying. He has the biggest genuine smile on his face as he says this.. he's so cute istg..
HORROR:
He just tilts his head whenever he sees you "kill off" people you flirt with. (The Gods are at fault here yet again.)
He approaches you, without a word, looking at you in silence. You both just stare into each other's eyes. It's...kinda awkward from another point of view.
Oh.my.god. THE GODS (and you) FIND HIM SO SWEET WHEN THE FIRST THING HE DOES IS GIVE YOU FLOWERS 😭😭 (some of them are ripped, but that's fine. //Bro ate them//)
He immediately becomes ok in The God's eyes. (The amount of times the Gods strikes him/fried him: 0)
BRO'S WINNING
The best part of it all, is that it was all done subconsciously. He just saw these flowers, thought they were pretty, so he tried to eat them, but then he saw you and thought that they'd fit better with a pretty woman like you.
You try flirting with him, but he either doesn't get your flirting, or he doesn't acknowledge it.
He likes listening to your crime list. He always lays down on your lap whenever you tell him these stories.
He doesn't want you to be a part of the Star Sanses, he wants you with him!! So he'll just kidnap you in the middle of the night. 🤷‍♀️ (And he does that so casually too 😭)
He always compliments you, whenever he can. You're just so pretty in his eyes. 😭
Horror tends to avoid talking much, as it takes him a little longer, but he'll try to talk to you more than the others :) (My HC)
ERROR:
This dofus is so amazed. He knows that you're probably the Gods favorite right away.
He's interested...I guess.
He tries to be sneaky as he creeps up behind you, and greets you. (He's just shy.. I mean- a beautiful girl like YOU? And in his territory?? He doesn't bring much people there 💀)
The God's immediately striked him btw.
Fortunately, you find him quite fun to be around. But the Gods don't like him much.
It becomes kinda difficult talking with him, when the Gods just fry him right away.
You quickly become frustrated, and try to let them somehow know that you LIKE him and want to be around him. So...you become the MOST FLIRTIEST MF THE WORLD HAS EVER SEEN.
Error just becomes a blushing mess at your ministrations. "*Some flirty line*" "O-Oh- Uhm..thanks?" He doesn't even know how to respond to them.
But after awhile, it was a success and he doesn't get fried anymore! (The Gods probably became too tired of him to care, or they finally took a hint.)
Error doesn't mind the flirting much, (because he loves you) but please- for the LOVE OF ALL THAT'S HOLY- Don't touch him. You'll immediately lose his trust if you touch him. (His Haphephobia)
Actually kinda thrives in the fact that you're a member of the Star Sanses. He's just a sucker for "prohibited love".
It also doesn't bother him much, because he's not actually an official member of the Bad Sanses. He rejected Nightmare's invite, but sometimes comes to their side if he's needed or he's just bored 🤷‍♀️
He makes sure that you're safe during battles. Even if you're on the other team.
Wants to hear EVERY bad thing you've done. (It...gets him kinda- going? I guess. He just finds that attractive.)
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a-libra-writes · 11 months
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Hello Libra, I just like to say that I really love your work and I love how you depict all these characters so well!
I was wondering if you can do some jealousy headcanons for the Lackadaisy characters?
Danke!! GN reader, most reference a relationship or romantic interest.
♣️Rocky - His jealousy is very obvious to anyone who bothers to pay attention. It is not less obvious or pathetic when you're in a relationship, either. Rocky will find any excuse to interrupt you and the other person, scare them off, redirect your attention, and so forth. It can become very distracting and annoying, so it's best to address the problem right away. The jealousy 100% stems from Rocky's fears of abandonment - not that he'd recognize that - so reassuring him and soothing that insecurity helps a lot. Sometimes his jealous reactions are just that, knee-jerk reactions that he doesn't fully think through. It's safe to say the insecurity is less of an issue the longer you both are together, especially if you're already a very affirming and affectionate partner.
♣️Freckle - The big-eyed boy has a quiet, passive jealousy that he may not notice right away. It stems from inadequacy, and he believes himself to be inadequate in many things, especially when it comes to relationships. He doesn't exactly have a lot of experience, you know? It'll be a constant needling build-up, though his uh, night time shooty activities helps get a lot of that aggression out. He's very open to talking things over, but you'd have to bring it up first. Freckle would rather stew in Catholic-level feelings of guilt before ever talking about it; but talks help a lot! Reassuring him goes a long way, and making sure he brings up his negative feelings before they get so bad.
♣️Ivy - While she's quite easygoing and not prone to jealous thoughts that often, when they do pop up, it manifests as an intense "my best-friend-who-I-tooootally-have-platonic-feelings-for-is-dating-someone-new-and-I-suddenly-hate-that-person". She pouts, she plots, she makes her displeasure known to you - she just gets an off feeling from that person. No, it's not mature, and she can get pretty catty about it - but she's also only 18~19. If you're femme then Ivy can easily dismiss her feelings as just missing her best friend - it'll take extra time to realize they aren't entirely platonic. If you both were together and already had conversations about this, that burning jealousy melts away to a little spark she feels now and again. She'll ignore it, knowing it's just a dumb thing that'll pass as soon as you're back at her side.
♣Mitzi - As much as she acts like she's above such things, Mitzi is the same as anyone else in developing jealous feelings. She recognizes them at once and just wants to bury them down, it's so embarrassing. It's even worse if she gets antsy about someone being overly friendly or flirty with you. What is she, a schoolgirl? The anger at herself might irk Mitzi even more than the person whose being so forward with you. She can get quite passive aggressive toward them, coating her barbs with honey - and that might get directed toward you if she feels you're also being too friendly with them. None of this lasts long - Mitzi would rather have a drink and kiss and make up. She's too old too ladylike for this silly nonsense.
♣Viktor - Just because he recognizes what he's feeling doesn't mean the old Slovak processes them in a healthy way (like, at all). To strangers, he's his usual frightening self, but to those who know him they can tell there's a distinct animosity coming off him. He's not a possessive type, but Viktor already feels miserable about himself and that he doesn't deserve you in the slightest - the idea of someone better coming along is not an impossibility. Now, he can't simply grab them by the neck and throw them out a window just for talking .. .and that'd upset you. So Viktor settles for being in a terrible mood until you soothe him. Attempting to talk him through it just makes him feel worse about himself.
♣Zib - Oh, he recognizes it quick, and Zib haaaates feeling this way. It's so pathetic, so annoying. He should be the bigger person, just suck it up and walk away, but ... nah. If he's been drinking, he's absolutely going to make snide comments and act inappropriate. You drag his drunk ass aside and he does feel a little (kinda) bad about he acted ... some days he's better about it. It's so cliche, but he knows what he's like as a partner. He doesn't offer much, and even if you've made it clear you still care about him, the insecurities and negative feelings can dig into him... especially after booze. He perks right up after some cuddling.
♣Atlas - He doesn't show it outwardly at all. Atlas keeps his impassive expression, outsiders can't tell the difference, but you and his two closest triggermen might pick up the iciness in his eyes. Eventually, that frost would melt into his voice. He would consider any jealous feelings beneath him, if he deigned to call them that. Instead, he'd translate it as disrespect: Whoever is being too personal with you and inspiring these feelings is disrespecting him. It's ... probably best that they move on.
🏵Serafine - Jealousy isn't something that comes easily to her. She's too free-spirited, and she doesn't like the idea of holding another down. She'd hate for you to restrict her, so why should she do the same to you? That said, there are a few times when it comes up. There are always those who want to flirt with you and get too close for her liking, but ... it's also fun to watch. She lets the little pangs of jealousy build up until you return to her side, and Serafine will tease you for doing it on purpose. There's a reason she likes to leave lipstick stains and bites on you. Note, if you try to incite jealousy in her on purpose, she'll see it as a game - but if you're seriously trying to provoke something, it's just irksome. Isn't that a bit childish?
🏵Nico - Like his sister, Nico isn't one for jealousy. He's inspired plenty of it and isn't a fan, and like Serafine, he won't tie you down if you don't do the same to him. Truthfully, he has much less patience for it. Some may think he doesn't feel jealous at all; but Nico is actually just good at dealing with it in a healthy way. He waits until you're back at his side and showers extra attention on you - it's pretty funny when the person who was flirting starts glaring at you. As long as you're not intentionally trying to get a rise out of him, he's chill.
🏵Mordecai - He's awful about it, made worse that he refuses to acknowledge it. It really doesn't kick in until you both have this sort-of-kind-of understanding that's a mess to navigate to begin with, never mind if jealousy comes into play. Mordecai both feels it strongly and denies it with as much strength. Some stranger trying to be smooth is irksome, but not the end of the world. But someone who has a sustained relationship with you? Who gets to touch you and be close to you on the regular? Nope. He's argumentative and prickly anytime they come up. By the time he figures out what his feelings are about, he'd rather chew off his own tail than ever bring it up.
🏵Wes - His flavor of jealousy tends to come from either inadequacy or possessiveness. If the person flattering you and getting too close is some idiot he works alongside, you better believe his hackles raise and he puts them in their place. If it's someone he can't immediately beat down, or if they seem ... well, better than him in some way, the jealousy quietly simmers underneath. Your initial attempts to talk it out are bust, considering the time period and his own machismo ... but he can come around once you reassure him. And wait, didn't he want this to be a casual thing? What's he getting so worked up about, anyway?
🏔Wick - When they build up, he quickly recognizes the jealous feelings in himself. It's something Wick is familiar with, and dislikes - as if it's a personal failing, and not a thing everyone goes through. Depending on how long it sticks around, he can become a little withdrawn and even unsure. It just feels so childish, but he's still glad to get some reassurances. He insists it's not necessary, but Wick still gives you that dopey, painfully affectionate smile you're used to. He's also someone who handles it maturely, and they seem to go as quickly as they come. They may linger if there's already some obstacle between you two - maybe he hasn't brought up his feelings, you're masc so he can't be as open with his affection, and so on - but he's still recognizing these negative feelings and willing to work through them.
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tadpolebrains · 1 month
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hi!!!! i just stumbled across your headcanons- they are so heartwarming! <3
could you maybe do a headcanon about the main six companions laughing? just what makes them crack up and have a good laugh. i feel like they really need some smiles after everything
thank you so much!!!
Hiya! I absolutely agree, these dorks need some laughs.
Tadpole Crew Laughing
Wyll, used to being quite the performer as the Blade of Frontiers as he tells grand stories, had this big, echoing laugh that he has when ‘putting on a show.’ Witty quips during his tales of grandeur followed by a steady laugh which is more performance than reality. When you get him alone, though, his laugh is softer. He’ll chuckle warmly at his own bad jokes, or snicker at something you’ve said, hand coming up instinctively to cover his mouth a bit. Those attempts to cover his laughter are easily foiled if you graze his sides with your fingers; he’s wicked ticklish. You’ll frequently catch him holding back a laugh while in public if he overhears something particularly absurd, eyes glimmering in amusement and his lips twitching slightly as he, poorly, tries to suppress a smile.
Gale mostly has nervous laughter at first. He’ll chuckle awkwardly or nervously during any conversations you have, since he’s worried his long-winded way of speaking might bore you. Any moments that could have tension are filled with nervous smiles. Yes, he’s taking this seriously, he swears, he just can’t help it. The first time you hear him laugh out of amusement rather than nerves, it shocks him as much as it does you. You told a really bad pun, and he just broke down in laughter without even understanding why it was so funny. You laugh with him, of course. There’s this look in his eyes as his laughter dies down that tells you he’s overthinking his own response, so of course, you make an even worse play on words just to make him laugh again. It’s like a weight lifting on his chest whenever he gets a good belly laugh; almost like he can forget the ever-present weight of the orb there. From then on, you’ll whisper little dad jokes and puns into his ear on your travels, and it cracks him up every time.
Astarion, when he has his seductive mask up, has that flirty little chuckle that he’s crafted over the years. Every laugh is carefully placed to lure you in. Low, sultry- all part of the act. When he’s genuinely laughing with glee, it gets more high pitched and almost childlike with joy. During act two, before he drops his mask around you entirely, you’ll get little glimpses of that true laughter as the mask slowly starts to crack. Pure, unfiltered wonder when you let the pixie out of the lantern. Snickers from across camp when he’s eavesdropping on conversations, thinking nobody will notice. This man laughs like a child when he gets to express joy without fearing he’ll be punished for doing it. He’ll snicker slightly in your ear after delivering an overly corny, flirty line. Giggle mischievously under his breath after committing petty crimes, smirking at you afterwards.
Lae’zel doesn’t laugh much. At all. Ask her about it, and she’ll say it’s a waste of breath that could be better used when plunging her sword into her enemies. If she finds something amusing, the most you’ll typically get is an amused huff of an exhale and a lingering ghost of a smile. She rolls her eyes at your attempts to get her to laugh with puns, and wordplay goes right over her head; she’ll just correct you on the correct use of the word. Part of you is worried that her lack of amusement with you means she doesn’t like you much, but eventually you come to realize that those huffs of amusement she does is practically her equivalent of a full-on laugh. Even if she shows it differently. Once, though, just once, when you two were alone, you told a particularly riveting joke about a dragon, and you actually got an actual laugh out of her. She denies it to this day. She was right; nobody believes you.
Karlach will laugh unashamedly loud at everything. Big, bubbly laughs that are contagious as hell. Her tail will wag if she’s laughing out of joy, and oftentimes laughter is paired with a clap of her hand on your shoulder. Before she got her engine fixed, she once laughed so hard in camp that she almost set her tent on fire. And by ‘almost,’ I mean she did, and Shadowheart quickly had to do damage control with create/destroy water. If she gets giddy, it’ll be more of a giggly sound. “Ohmygodohmygodohmy GOD soldier! Pfft- look at that guy! Hah!” Her words will come out in such a rush, but she will try to talk as she laughs. Sometimes she’s shake you by the shoulders, or anyone else nearby. She finds even small things amusing after her time in Avernus, and sometimes will just get giggling fits without being able to explain it.
Shadowheart doesn’t laugh much at first. You’ll get little judgmental huffs of amused indignation, but that’s about it. When she does start coming into herself and feeling more open, she tends to snort when she laughs, and absolutely despises it at first, mostly because Lae’zel keeps pointing it out. She’s absolutely the type to somehow drink water right before someone says something funny, and laugh so hard it comes out of her nose or she spits it out. Its happened so many times that she’ll look accusingly at the person who made her laugh afterwards like it was intentional. But no, her timing is just that bad. She’ll giggle when sassing someone, and whisper little snarky comments into your ear to share her humor, both of you snickering at unsuspecting victims.
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candyheartedchy · 11 months
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Lately I keep thinking about the two episodes, “To Love A Patty” and “That's No Lady” and over analyzing the whole concept of Spo.ngeBob and him dating.
In the “That’s No Lady” you have the whole thing of Patrick disguising himself as “Patricia” and Spo.ngeBob helping him out to avoid getting kicked out of town. You first have Larry who sees them together and starts congratulating Spo.ngeBob on getting a girlfriend, which the sponge keeps denying, but Larry keeps pushing it and clearly Spo.ngeBob gets annoyed.
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Now the joke is that Spo.ngeBob isn’t dating his best friend, but what if it’s deeper then that? Like Spo.ngeBob as a character in the show has always been seen as a dork/geek/loser. He even mentions in "The Chaperone" episode that he never even had a date for his own prom and probably never even dated. So with Larry making comments like “Your girlfriend is not ugly.” which obviously shows that him, and probably others in town, don’t believe Spo.ngeBob can get someone to date him. And then the rest of the episode you have Kr.abs and Squi.dward trying to flirt with “Patricia” and being shocked that Spo.ngeBob has plans with “her”. Which then brings us to the “To Love A Patty” episode.
Let’s state the obvious, Spo.ngeBob falls in love with a kra.bby patty. Now if we’re going with the whole thing of him never dating, he probably got to the point of being really lonely and falls into denial to grow an attachment to “Patty”. Like he goes on a full on date with the kra.bby patty and have a date night as well. Of course you have Kr.abs and Squi.dward making comments about him dating someone, were Kr.abs is happy at first thinking he didn’t have it in him and Squi.dward just doesn’t believe it, saying “How could you possibly date anyone? I mean, look at you. She must be blind.” implying once again that no one believes Spo.ngeBob could get a date. Which I believe deep down Spo.ngeBob believes this too, which would probably be another reason to why he tends to be flirty with folks at times and grows an attachment to objects in the show as well (a boat and a spatula for example) because in a way he’s yearning for something. That he secretly believes that nobody will want him as a partner which results to him being overly friendly and too positive at times. That he’s just pretending that others don’t find him annoying, and just desperate for connections with folks.
And I think that’s where Coraline comes into play. She genuinely likes Spo.ngeBob. She never belittles him or treat him as a joke and Spo.ngeBob gets confused because he’s not use to this. So eventually when the two do start to date, Spo.ngeBob panics because he’s not sure what to do in this situation due to lack of experience and has to be reassured a lot because of it.
So overall I feel he gets attached very easily due to loneliness, but longs for companionship and hides it with being happy all the time to cope.
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iliektehhaxs · 2 months
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hi hiiiii can I request a fic of clive x petite f!reader that's super timid anxious n shy, and overly sheltered and innocent to the point she acts childish and ppl sometimes mistake her for a kid? can't wield a dagger to save her life, would curl into a ball and cry if shit got bad, and the hideaway peeps would likely think of her as a load to carry but never admit it out loud bc they're good ppl
I see all these clive x reader fics where the reader is super confident, flirty, and a real bad bitch with a blade/magic/smth generally cool and like,, props to y'all sexy girlbosses out there but I've got no shame in saying I've got bad social anxiety and would realistically have a panic attack and go into shock upon seeing one (1) corpse. I need more rep for my softer damsel in distress girlies 🌸✨💞💫🌼
Oh I love this, we need rep for the damsels just as much as the femme fatales! (This anon also requested this be written for a plus sized reader!)
When Cid told you about his plans you freely offered your services. Sure you couldn’t fight, but you could very well act as moral support!
A resistance is only as good as its soldiers, and without basic necessities there was no hope of survival. Food, water, clothes, if you weren’t at the hideaway you were at the market restocking for supplies.
Even if you couldn’t fight you had a nose for a good deal, even Lady Charon was impressed by the haul you’d bring back at times
And you were such a sweetheart, always volunteering your time in order to maintain the hideaway
Perhaps it’s that loving nature that drew Clive to you in the first place.
You were no dominant, no soldier, hells you couldn’t even witness the sight of blood without being nauseous
But you made up for that in spades; your kindness, your willingness to help those in need
You may not risk your limbs against steel, but being a part of Cid’s grand plan meant that you were risking your life
And for that, Clive is more than grateful to have you by his side
Whether you believe it or not, you were risking your life just as much as anyone else here
You remind him that there is good in the world worth fighting for
Still, there is a small part of you that feels lesser for being unable to join in the action
You’re surrounded by talented fighters—Gav, Cid, Jill—the list goes on
Especially when it came to Jill, when stood side by side the two of you couldn’t be more opposites
A brave young woman who fought her way from slavery, dominant of Shiva, adept with a rapier
And then there was you, shy, timid, the sharpest thing you’ve ever held being a kitchen knife
But in those days of self-doubt Clive is there to ease the pain
Holding you close, fingers pressed into the plushness of your thighs, he helps you to free yourself of those nasty thoughts, he helps you to forget
And for that, you’re grateful to him.
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You scrutinize yourself in the mirror, twisting and turning to see every angle of yourself, that nagging voice in your head pointing out every flaw in your reflection. It picks at all your insecurities with pinpoint accuracy.
Too weak, too big. A burden on everyone here.
The voice is silenced when you feel the familiar comfort of his hands around your torso, slowly swaying you in his hold with his head in the crook of your neck.
“You’re doing it again darling.”
You take the time to enjoy the peace he brings you before replying, eyes closed in bliss. “Doing what, Clive?”
A gentle kiss to your neck, he then turns you around to see you in all your glory. His hands find rest on your hips, as if the soft skin was made for his touch.
“You doubt yourself far too much for my liking,” he whispers. “I can see it on your face.”
You don’t have the heart to deny it, so instead you bury your face into his chest, nearly purring in content when he reaches up to stroke your hair.
“You are perfect just the way you are,” he says. “And I’ll spend the rest of my life convincing you of that.”
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missmouse43 · 1 year
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Jiara moments I desperately want to see on Poguelandia:
- JJ and Kiara naturally gravitating towards each other (the teaser made it clear this is already happening, e.g. putting up the flag, spear fishing, sitting next to each other at the fire pit)
- This goes along with the first but I also really want to see them sleeping next to each other. I think it’d be so cute!!
- Kiara having some form of ptsd after she and JJ almost drowned together, resulting in some subtle overly protective!kie whenever JJ does something dangerous (e.g. climbing the tree, jumping off the cliff)
- Kiara confiding in JJ her fears and anxieties about seeing her parents again and JJ comforting her.
- I’d also really like to see JJ ask what happened between Kiara and Pope and for Kie to explain why things didn’t work out. I feel this is an important conversation that should happen fairly early on.
- MORE SURF TRIP TALKS. Bouncing ideas off of each other of where they’d like to go and what they’d want to do there. Making real plans together and both being excited about it.
- More teasing and flirty banter
Am I being greedy? Probably. Do I care? Not at all 😆
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thewordworrier · 9 months
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Oh, I Thought, This Is Gonna Be One Of Those Things
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This is not technically fan-fiction.
I hope that’s okay. I figured I might stretch my writing muscles a little bit with a cross between an Original Fiction (ish) and a Reader piece.
Word count: 2,897 words. Notes: ~ Title is from - “Cowboy Like Me” by Taylor Swift. ~ Reader is Female, obviously. ~ Fluffy, flirty, happy? I think! ~ Yes, this does involve Shelly. She’s very versatile and happily bisexual. ~ Obviously, not a lot of research was realllyyyyy done but it’s just a little fun fluff piece, it’s not too serious. So, um... 🌈 Happy Pride 🌈 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜
[Setting: Some kinda college setting, in which Shelly is probably some kinda exchange student. You know how this goes with me. I’m a ho for those.] “Shelly?” The blonde on the other side of the dorm room looked up from her books and looked right at you. “Yes darlin’?” “Um,” you paused and hummed a little. You really liked it when she dropped affectionate nicknames like that - there was something about the way her accent made them sound. “Can I ask you something?” “You can ask me anything, you know that.” “Well, maybe it’s a couple of things,” you muttered, getting yourself comfortable on your own bed. “Sure, go ahead.” “First thing,” you glanced up at her - she was still looking down at whatever she was working on, sitting with her back against the wall. “Did you call your family? Your accent is a bit stronger today.” She giggled. “Mm, I did.” “Is everyone okay?” You didn’t know much about her family - you knew that it was her, her mother and her maternal grandparents, you knew what they looked like, and you knew their names but you didn’t know an awful lot else. “Oh, yes! They’re good!” “That’s good,” you couldn’t help but smile a little at her. You didn’t know much, but you knew that she loved her family deeply. “I’m glad about that. I know you miss them.” “I do,” she tucked some hair behind her ear. “But I’m enjoying this experience.” “I’m glad about that!” And really, you were. Shelly closed her book and put her pen down, looking over at you with a curious expression on her pretty face. “What was the other thing you wanted to ask me? Because I think the second thing is the more important of the two. It normally is. The first is normally an additional last minute thought.” Ugh, she was pretty and smart and it was so unfair. “Um,” you moved your own books aside and tried to figure out how to word what you wanted to ask her about. She waited patiently while you gathered your words. “Um,” you started again. “You said that you’re bisexual, right?” “I did and I am,” she nodded gently. “I… And you’re out? At home too?” “Yeah. Though, I am careful when it comes to telling new people, especially over here. I know attitudes are a little different.” You nodded. She wasn’t wrong; you did have to be careful sometimes. “But I’m not overly bothered about telling people outright if they ask,” Shelly continued. “I like being honest with people as long as it’s not going to get me hurt.” “And your family didn’t mind? When you told them? They didn’t have anything bad to say about it?” You asked, your head tilted as you listened to her. Shelly just giggled. “No, not at all. My grandmother’s always been the first to say that I’m certainly pretty enough for ladies and that I don’t have to… Settle for a man unless I want one.” This made you snort a little. “Your grandmother sounds like a very smart woman.” “Oh, she is,” Shelly smiled brightly. “She’s the best. I mean, she raised my mama, helped raise me and keeps my grandfather from turning into too much of a stuffed shirt.” “He didn’t have a problem with you being bisexual?” You had seen a photo of Shelly and her family - and her grandfather looked… Quite straight laced. She shook her head. “No. But, he knew how badly my ex boyfriend hurt me, so I think he was a little relieved to know that I wasn’t shutting myself off from relationships as a whole. And…” You looked at her as she paused for a moment, watching a slight grin spread across her face. “And,” she continued. “I think my grandmother pointed out to him that he wouldn’t have to worry about becoming a great grandfather if I dated girls.” This last bit made you giggle. Maybe not because it was funny, even though it kinda was, but it was more to do with the grin she had on her face as she said it. “So, um… Another thing?” “Sure.” “You know the few times we’ve gone out?” “Mm hm?” Shelly shifted to sit on the edge of her bed, one ankle tucked underneath her as she leant one elbow on her knee, her cheek in her palm. Oh no. She was giving you her full attention. While that was adorable and made you feel so validated it was also a little… Intimidating. Even though she was the least intimidating looking person ever - short, blonde, normally dressed in pastels or something, and almost always smiling. She normally looked friendly but today… Her attention was intimidating. Especially for the next couple of questions you had. Shelly watched you as you paused and fiddled with the hem of your shirt. You sighed softly. “I’m just going to come out and ask it…” “Sure thing.” “Feel free to not answer but… What is it that the girls say to you that makes you giggle and kiss them?” Shelly blinked for a moment before she grinned and giggled. “Oh! Um…” You looked up at her as she giggled to herself, softly, for a moment. It was a really pretty sound and the smile she had while she was giggling was so cute. “They tend to come up to me,” Shelly said with a smile. “They come up to me and talk to my boobs instead of my face.” You could feel heat slowly creeping up your neck to your face. You certainly weren’t brave enough to do more than sneak a look at her chest for a few seconds when she was otherwise distracted, so to stare at them while she was looking and talking to you? Ballsy. “Wh- what do they say?” You asked, pressing her gently. “Something about how,” she looked at the ceiling - something she did while she thought about things or tried to remember things. “How they’re not sure if they like girls or not, and can I kiss them so they can figure it out.” Your jaw almost dropped and you were highly aware of the conscious effort you had to put in so you weren’t staring at her with your mouth open. “And that works?” Shelly hummed and shrugged once. “Yeah, sure, why not? I’m really not against being someone’s sexual awakening, if that’s how it goes. I’ve been told I’m a good kisser so at least they get that out of it.” She paused. “Does that make sense?” “Yeah, I think so,” you said with a nod, trying not to think about this too much. She stayed quiet for a moment, looking at you. “Do you think that makes me easy or something?” “Wh- what?” Your voice came out as more of a squeak. “No! No, of course not. It’s just a kiss. I’ve heard of people doing much more than that in shorter spaces of time.” Shelly seemed to contemplate this for a moment before she relaxed. “Okay. Fine. Good. I mean, I don’t think it makes me easy but…” She shrugged. “I don’t know. Everyone has a different perception.” “Well, I don’t think it makes you easy,” you looked up to see her still looking at you. “I… If anything, I think you’re probably helping people out a lot, which can only ever be seen as a good thing?” She hummed and nodded. “I like to think of it that way.” You nodded in response, falling quiet for another minute before almost whispering your next question; “I… What’s it like?” Shelly blinked rapidly for a moment. “What’s… What like, exactly?” You could feel your face getting warm again, but much faster this time. “K- kissing a girl?” “Oh!” Shelly made a soft ‘hmmmm’ noise as she thought about it. “Well, have you kissed a boy?” “Mm.” “It’s not like that,” Shelly said with a slow shake of her head. “It’s not like that at all.” “Oh?” You swallowed, quickly wetting your bottom lip with your tongue. “What is it like then?” Shelly adjusted her position on her bed, uncrossing her legs and leaning back on her hands as she glanced up at the ceiling for a moment, clearly giving this some thought. “Um,” she said after thinking about it for a little longer. “I’m not entirely sure how to explain it. It’s just… Different. It’s… Better.” This was it - you had to be brave. This was the perfect chance. “Um. Could…” “You want me to show you?” Oh thank god, you thought. God fucking bless her and how smart she was. It was only then that you realised that she was actually expecting an answer, so you nodded. “I would prefer it verbally,” she said, almost sounding shy for a moment. “Oh. Um! Okay, yes, please. Can you show me?” Shelly hummed for a moment before moving off of her bed, pushing herself to her feet. She paused and stretched a little, rolling her shoulders before she padded across the room to sit next to you on your bed. This wasn’t the first time she’d sat there, or on your bed in general, so the fact that you were nervous felt ridiculous. Then again, the last time she sat on your bed, she wasn’t about to kiss you. She gently tucked some hair behind your ear, her fingertips lightly tracing your jawline before she cupped your cheek to lift your face, making you look at her. When your eyes met hers, she was smiling and you were almost certain that a blush dusted her cheeks. “Hi,” she whispered. “H- hi,” somehow you managed to maintain eye contact with her without giving in and looking anywhere but at her. And this surprised you. “Relax,” she continued softly. “It’s not gonna hurt, you know that.” “I- I know,” you decided that honesty couldn’t hurt. “I’m nervous.” Shelly made a soft, sympathetic noise. “You can close your eyes if you want.” “I… Are you sure?” You found yourself glancing at her lips. Was she wearing lipgloss? Shelly nodded. “Mm hm.” “That’s not going to offend you?” You were certain you hadn’t seen her put anything on. Were her lips naturally that pretty shade of pink? That was unfair. “Nope. Why would it? Especially not when I suggested it.” “Oh. Um. Okay,” you closed your eyes. As much as you wanted to keep looking at her, you reasoned that you could always do that later too. “Are you sure about this?” Shelly asked quietly. “Yes,” you replied with a nod as well. “You can tell me to stop at any time, okay?” She shifted on the bed next to you - you were certain that she moved a little closer. “Okay,” you nipped your bottom lip, keeping your eyes closed. “I mean, I’m sure I won’t, but, if I feel the need to, I will.” Shelly just chuckled and gently squeezed your cheek - she did still have her palm cupped around it after all. “Okay then,” she whispered, almost matter of factly. She fell quiet for a moment. You could almost feel your heart thumping away in your throat and it was probably due to concentrating on this, that meant that you didn’t feel the bed dip slightly as she leant forwards. You did, however, feel her lips on yours as she kissed you gently. Just once, one long press of her lips against yours. At first anyway. “Okay?” She whispered, and you could feel her breath tickle your lips. “Mm hm!” You blinked rapidly as you opened your eyes to see her smiling face. “Again?” She moved her hand from your face to play with your hair a little bit, almost petting you. “More?” “Yes,” you weren't sure why you were whispering. “Yes please.” Shelly giggled. “You can touch me, you know. I’m not gonna break.” You felt yourself blush again, your brain immediately making an inappropriate suggestion of exactly where you could touch her, and judging by the giggle you could hear, it was almost like she could read your mind. “Yeah, you can touch me there too, if you want.” If you weren’t red before, you certainly were then. “Oh! Um!” “I won’t mind,” she took one of your hands and put it on her waist before leaning forward to kiss your cheek. “I promise.” “I don’t know if I can do that,” you mumbled, trying not to make eye contact with her. “Nonsense,” Shelly shuffled closer - any closer and she’d be in your lap. “Yeah, you can. Maybe not while I’m sort of watching you but eventually you’ll want to, and I’m not against it. So remember that.” She’d just given you permission to touch her boobs whenever you felt ready. Like you were gonna forget that, ever. Christ. “Um, okay. I’ll try and remember.” “Good enough. Can I kiss you again now?” “Yes, please.” Shelly leant forward and pressed her lips against yours. So gently at first, almost feather light pecks - she was easing you into it again. But soon it wasn’t enough and you slipped your arm around her waist to try and pull her closer, to try and get her to stay where she was. It worked, and there was a ‘mm<3’ sound. She smiled against your lips and it took a little longer before you realised that the sound had come from you. “It’s alright,” she whispered, not moving too far away. “Happy noises are good. I like vocal partners.” Oh. She kissed you again, nipping at your bottom lip and soothing it with her tongue afterwards. Every time you responded positively, she’d kiss you harder or a little deeper, going a little further. Every time she did something a little different, she’d pause, as if seeking your approval to continue with it. And boy, were you willing to give that to her, especially if she kept playing with your hair like that; caressing your cheek when she cupped your face and gently squeezing, reassuringly, whatever part of you her other hand was holding. She wasn’t wrong. Kissing a girl - or at least, kissing her - was nothing like kissing a boy. Sure, the mechanics of the act were the same, if you watered it down, for the most part at any rate. The guys you had kissed could be pushy; they hadn’t been like Shelly with her pauses to wait for your consent for the new steps. Sure, maybe some people could argue “it’s only kissing, what’s the need for that much consent?” but… You hadn’t realised how nice that was, actually. Maybe even how much of a turn on it was. Plus if she was like this, this considerate, with kissing - what was she like with everything else? Even when she was kissing you with more force, it was still so soft - but then again, she was soft. Her lips were soft, her hair was soft, her skin was soft. Her voice, her giggle, her smile. Soft, and gentle. Her touches were the same - even when she squeezed your hip, hand or thigh. It was a slow, gentle, painless pressure instead of the pinch like sensation you’d felt when a man squeezed you. And if her squeezing your thigh or hip over your clothes felt that nice? You would put good money (or bad money, whatever) on the fact that her hands on your skin would feel even better. She even tasted different - even when you confirmed that no, she wasn’t wearing lipstick or lipgloss, her lips were just that pretty shade. There was no taste from any products or anything - there might’ve been a hint of flavour from either the drink she had on her nightstand, or from the candy she’d been snacking on intermittently while she was working (you could see the pop of colour from the packaging standing out against her books). But even then, that wasn’t that obvious. You couldn’t figure out what she tasted like, you just knew it was different. It was nicer. God, it was nicer. Slower, even if she kissed you harder; it didn’t feel as hurried as when guys had kissed you. Like, they were rushing through the kissing to get to the next stage. It didn’t feel like that with her. It felt like she was perfectly content with just kissing, like she was savouring it. Like she never wanted it to end, but also like she couldn’t get enough. Oh. And all too soon the blonde was pulling away, ending with a couple of little pecks on your lips before drawing back and tucking some hair behind her ear. “How was that?” Shelly asked with a small smile. She already knew the answer - that smile gave it away, and you knew it - she just wanted to hear you say it. “You already know.” Shelly pretended to think about it, her head tilted slightly. “Oh?” “Of course it was better,” you confessed. “Of course it was!” Her little smile turned into a bright, happy grin. “See? Told you.” “Yeah, yeah, okay, I didn’t doubt you.” She looked almost nervous for a moment, nibbling her bottom lip. “Did you… Did you enjoy it?” Your eyes widened and you couldn’t nod fast enough. “Yes.” “Enough to, do it again?” “Oh, god, yeah!” “Well, in that case…” Shelly giggled and ran her fingers up your thigh. “You wanna see what else I can do better than the boys?”
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the-counselors · 7 months
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DNI -> Basic DNI criteria. Racist, Homophobic, P3do, proship, etc.
Thin Ice -> Weird asks, under 16
Interact! 16+, fan of Camp Camp, or any of the three members of this account, lover of rp and those who wanna rp :D
1 Personal ick we don’t want in asks:
Harley: Any hate about being cringe for having ocs and shipping ocs
Pifi: Comments that are weird about the characters in the show or one of the other counselors
Hannah: Being creepy/creeps in general
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Rp rules
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- Semi selective rp blog, but we’re open to messages and asks from everyone!!
- We will be avoiding NSFW, ofc cursing and violence within reason should be fine but otherwise no NSFW
- Please no god modding
- Semi literate responses please, but you don’t need to match my length all the time. As long as you don’t respond like “she moved that box.” I’ll be fine!! (Harley)
- Same as Harley, but again, any gross comments or sometimes overly flirtatious isn’t my preference. We have the ships set and light flirting or compliments is a-okay. (Pifi)
- So I’ll answer almost anything, I’m okay with flirty comments (as my character is a huge flirt), all I ask is you keep it respectful and don’t be overly creepy. Can do longer and shorter asks! (Hannah)
- ​ If you wanna start dialogue with specific counselor(s) be sure to mention it in parentheses or indicate it in some way or we’ll all just answer
- And remember, don’t be afraid to interact!! Who knows, maybe when something goes bump in the night in this forest, one of the counselors could help?
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moderately long ep5 thoughts:
episode 5 was amazing due to the total lack of essemble (in my essemble show) being cured, it feels like the show is coming back to me. Owen was s1 Owen again, he was funny, he stood up for marjan, he did exactly what he told her not to, and I will forever love the dynamic he has with marjan.
this episode was an all around winner, the performance from natacha was honestly fucking amazing. I think it gave marjan a reason to leave for a bit, it wasn't out of character. in fact it was so in character that the writers must have been scrolling through the 911ls tags since they've heard how shitty it is.
maybe this show is just so special to me that I will love it when it's not trashy. but I will always think of this episode as one of the best ones. it's not dramatic, it's centered around some action and there's clear plot and arcs for the characters to undergo. I felt the flow of it that I hadn't looked up from my screen until it was almost over.
I am over the moon about this entire episode. graces storyline was funny and heartwarming, giving her a shift of place with having her in the field was refreshing and we saw a side of her that we don't really get to see. seeing judd hang out with the little boy from the call, setting up the ryders whole new family dynamic.
the fact that Paul's love interest recognised his smile, how she's known him from the start as trans how she's friendly and warm and flirty and natural. how much Paul was beeming after their interaction. and how Paul was incorporated into Marian's storyline so effortlessly and that it was so central to the plot too. this shows that the cast is an ensemble, and when every character gets their limelight the individuals will play their role too.
just how real everyone felt in this episode really drove home to me how much I've missed this show in the hiatus. even maybe with last season, it goes to show that when they turn their focus back onto the characters interacting together and not going off on overly dramatic storylines or doing ooc things that this show really shines at.
maybe I'm just a sucker for found family, or just development arcs overall but it really feels like the show I fell in love with during this episode, it feels like we're being reintroduced to the firefam. now that they've been a family for several years, they've been through alot of pain and they're discovering themselves as new people or realising they have the autonomy to break away from old habits or hiding from their feelings or true thoughts.
maybe some people found this to be a filler episode, but I just love getting the easy times and the sappy times. and I also liked how they incorporated O'briens nephew pyrommanic into it so effortlessly. the fact that Marian's out of action for a bit means she can't identify him as a suspect, seeing as he nicked the walkie. so I'm interested to see how that will play out.
Once again I'm so thankful for the Owen feeling like Owen again. I love his character when he's with the crew. it feels so much more natural and it made for some amazing performances from all the actors who interacted with him. marjan showing him the video will be one of my favourite scenes for a while. as well as the farewell.
that scene will sting, but I will never get tired of it. they're a family.
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ivehurtpeople · 1 year
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Plotting and Starter call. Caping only the starters at 3 each just to start.
Logan Howlett - Formal Ware (here)
Logan is far from the social butterfly of the X-Men group. Honestly, if his daughter and friends hadn't been there, he would have stayed out of it. But he wanted to be there in case something bad happened. He is currently single so he doesn't have a date and is open to leaving with someone. (He is pansexual so anyone that vibes is a go.)
(Starter count 4/3: Drogon, Diana, Jean, Kate)
Renfri Vellga - Warrior Queen (here)
Balls such as this use to be a staple to Renfri in her younger years. So hearing of the chance to attend one again filled her with excitement. Tonight she is unofficially reclaiming the role she was born for and dressing as a warrior Queen. Her lost long locks now restored by extensions. She is going solo but is ready to dance, flirt and drink the night away. Renfri is single, Bi and also open to leaving with someone.
(Starter count 1/3: Craig )
(Reply count 1/?: Yennifer, Aziraphale)
Coop Halliwell - Formal ware / Cupid (here)
Coop will be celebrating hard tonight! He is so relieved and happy to have his wife and daughters together in one spot. He will be happily going with his wife Phoebe Halliwell and looks forward to as many father / daughter dances as he can get.
(Starter count 2/3: PJ, Peyton)
(Reply count 2/?) Phoebe, Andy.)
Iroh - Dragon of the west (here)
Iroh was thrilled at the thought of this party. So much so he instantly ran out to get a costume of his favorite "mythological" being, a dragon. He is going alone and is single but wouldn't mind flirting and taking someone back to the tea shop for a late night brew.
(Starter count 4/3: Aang, Xie Lian, Mac, Zuko)
(Reply count 1/?: Toph, Aang)
Lisa Snart - Figure Skater (here)
Lisa had been indecisive to the max on her decision to go to the party. Though, after a last minute reminder that she'd try to enjoy life on a more personal level, she finally decided to go at the last minute. Not having time to put much together, she grabs one of her skating outfits, white boots and obtains a mask along the way. Although she is going alone and has a femme fatal flirty disposition while in public, she is being true to herself tonight. Relying on the safety of her mask. She is Demisexual and needs to build a strong emotional bond and trust before she goes beyond a kiss and flirting.
(Starter count 3/3: Emily, Yuri, Yuuri)
Mara Jade - Herself, A Jedi (here)
Mara wasn't overly excited but she wasn't hesitant to come either. Though she believed this was a good opportunity to officially wear her Jedi outfit and evaluate the reactions if any. She may dance with a few people between bouts of sneaking around and observing; but nothing that draws major attention to herself. However, the sith vibes in the air will increase her desire and urge for a fight. She is going alone and if anything will either leave without saying goodbye to anyone, network with other force sensitives or go find a fight somewhere.
(Starter count 3/3: Leia, Han, Vex )
Ted Tonks - Formal ware (here)
Ted is recently aware and ready to celebrate his new lease on life. While most of his dances are reserved for his wife and daughter, he's open to having dances full of silly energy with his friends. He is also hoping to possibly add even more friends to his life as well. 
(Starter count 1/3: Max B.)
(Reply count 2/?: Helga, Nymphadora, Andromeda,)
Fili - Iolaus (here)
While Fili has still not regained his memories; the true spirit of his people still runs strong within him. He is ready to party like a wild man. Though he is going alone, he does hope to spend time with those who claim to know him. While he still doesn't fully believe, he is growing to accept it more and more. Fili is also pansexual, single and also open to leaving with someone as long as they get along well.
(Starter count 3/3: Dobby, Bree, Ainsley)
Stan - A bird (here)
Even Stan without his memories isn't exactly the life of the party; yet still desires a fun time. When he read that he could come fully incognito, he was slightly excited as his anxiety faded a bit. This felt safer than just going in a regular suit where everyone can see who you are. He is going alone and will most likely leave alone. Though a bit of awkward Bi panic flirting isn't out of the question. At the end of this highly social time he will probably retreat to the quiet and peaceful haven that is his home to snuggle with his dog and bird.
(Starter count 3/3: Oliver, Leanor, Richie)
(Reply count 2/?: Bill, Bev)
Johanna - Miranda from "The Tempest" (here)
Johanna had never been to a party before, so she jumped at this chance with nervous enthusiasm. She had so much fun just picking out her costume alone that she thought she'd burst. Though she is nervous and worried about making a fool of herself; she still wants to participate in every aspect of the event that she can. It helps her feel more secure that she is attending with her father. Its the first big event she has ever attended with him since being reunited. She is single and interested in exploring and discovering herself in terms of romance. As previously she was only told who to like and who to marry. So while she wouldn't go home with anyone tonight, she is interested in gaining a foundation for a beautiful romance.
(Starter count 2/3: Neil, Myrcella)
(Reply count 2/?: Jo, Sweeney)
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💙🎁💔🔪 i hope this is not too much ahaa
Thank you so much for the ask! Not too much at all <3 It was super fun!
[RJ and Leo]
(im choosing to answer these as post inclusions, pre installment 3, which has been tentatively named INTRUSIONS)
💙— How do they say/show that they miss their partner?
At this point they don't have a lot of opportunity to miss each other. They are basically joined at the hip. If they are separated for short periods of time, then they are basically inseparable at the end of the day. Leo will hang around him pretty close while he makes/collects dinner for them and afterwards, once they reach the point in the night where he usually has to manually remove her attention from whatever she's working on to go to bed, she goes willingly instead.
🎁— What kind of gifts do they like to give? What do they like receiving?
Neither of these people are very big on actual big beautiful *gifts*. Mac is big on giving acts of service and receiving physical touch, while Nora is huge on words of affirmation. That said, they end up spending so much time together in the space between them really establishing themselves as a couple and him having to leave on his trip that the gift giving is actually almost constant, so they just don't really notice as much when RJ gifts her ammo that he's found or scrap that he wouldn't usually pick up, or when Leo snags a salvaged pair of pants from the growing stockpile at Starlight that would look good on her but would look fucking HOT on him. It's just how they exist for a while 😊
💔— What could their partner do that would absolutely break their heart?
While it makes him a little bit uncomfortable to see her get chummy and flirty around him, RJ can deal. If fact, he usually perceives that as her vying for HIS attention. What he fears from her, and what would absolutely shatter his heart, is if he ever saw her blush or get bashful because someone else was coming onto her. At that point it's not for him, and it's so effective that it's pulled a physical reaction from her. He's tried to get a hold on his jealousy, and when she's flirting superficially it's easy to let go. Not so much if she actually seems interested in someone who isn't him.
RJ and Leo argue a lot. They're both pretty strong willed and intelligent, and they're both leaders at heart, so disagreements don't sit for very long before they're being addressed. RJ's willingness to fight with her and to argue about her more self-destructive tendencies is part of what made her fall for him in the first place. If that ever went away, if he ever became fed up and decided she wasn't worth arguing with anymore, just becoming cagey and passive aggressive about their disagreements instead, she would be absolutely devastated.
🔪— How would they react to injury/misfortune befalling their partner? Do they feel at fault?
I mean.
We've seen RJ in this situation a few times; externally calm and collected while he freaks out internally. He spends so much time worrying about Leo getting hurt that when it happens, all he can think about is taking care of her and making her safe and well again. And it's definitely his fault. Every time.
As of yet, Leo hasn't seen RJ get seriously hurt. If it were ever to happen though, she would feel immense guilt (considering he likely got hurt doing something in her name or whatever) and do everything in her power to get him help.
[Deacon and Whisper]
(these are going to be post Bunny Dear, pre Tit for Tat.)
💙— How do they say/show that they miss their partner?
Again, these two don't have a whole lot of opportunity to miss one another. If they're separated, it's only for the amount of time that it takes for one of them to stock up in a town, or it's because they're undercover separately. If it's the latter and nothing out of the ordinary happened during their op, then they tend to be overly chummy when they come together and start to work on their report/debrief. If the op was on the more intense side, they might breeze through the debrief part so they can get to the part of their day where they are forced by the existence of one measly bed to lay down together and feel the warmth radiating off of one another. Maybe they talk about the mission some more. Likely they don't, instead laying awake in the quiet and listening to each other's breaths until they eventually drop off into uneasy rest.
🎁— What kind of gifts do they like to give? What do they like receiving?
I see this as the love language question. Neither Whisper nor Deacon give physical gifts very often. Their gifts to one another include tidy living spaces and scrubbed clean white t-shirts. They give each other light upbeat banter and fabricated personas in the face of near-constant mortal peril. That said, Whisper has an eye for mundane, average looking wigs for her partner to stash around so he doesn't always have to carry that dusty pompadour with him (he'd never thought to do that really, but now he just keeps that one near HQ so he can pop it on before he goes in to see the crew). Deacon likes to pick up nail polish for his partner. She can't always wear it, it's pretty flashy, but he'll always remember the dark color they'd been painted when he first saw her out of the vault, and if the look on her face when he first gifted her that shade was anything to go by, she remembered it too.
💔— What could their partner do that would absolutely break their heart?
Die. Turn traitor and have to be killed. Leave.
These two obviously don't have the healthiest relationship 😂 but as much as they may try to say that their bullshit is all about avoiding attachment or whatever, they've got it pretty bad. And because their communication about wants needs and boundaries is fucking non-existent they are pretty much begging to get their hearts broken at some point.
🔪— How would they react to injury/misfortune befalling their partner? Do they feel at fault?
If Deacon gets hurt on the job, which doesn't happen often at all, Whisper goes into overdrive to pick up his slack and get them out of there. He's her partner and even though he's got a hell of a lot more experience than her which makes it scary for him to be out of commission she sees it as her duty to step up to the task of securing their safety. The threat of him not being around to shepherd her through the apocalypse is motivation enough to have her obliterating just about everything in her way.
If Whisper gets hurt -
a-
oh boy .
If Whisper gets hurt Deacon will keep his cool mostly. She learns to pick up on it, though. He's still cracking off little one liners and doesn't acknowledge the severity of her injury beyond maybe an "Ouch! That looks like it stung a bit, huh?" But it's pretty evident in the gleam of his eye just how unsettled he gets when she's hurt. For a long time she writes it off as stress, like now he's gotta due double the work because she got herself hurt (and she gets hurt, like, a lot more often than he does.) but over time she starts to see a pattern. She gets hurt. His words don't necessarily change but his vibe goes volatile until they're somewhere they can safely take care of her needs. Once they've made it back to a safehouse for her to recover for a day or two, schedule allowing, he'll make sure she's comfortable before leaving to "check the dead drops." He comes back calm and clean and while it wouldn't be right away, she could count on having a Bunny night soon. What he doesn't ever tell her, because he doesn't quite let himself commit all the details to memory, is that when she gets hurt he shifts into rampage mode to insure that she makes it out of there and once she's somewhere safe and stabilized, he has to take to the ruins to let that violent energy burn out, usually involving a raider camp and some sort of mele weapon in a flash of blood and grit. Afterwards he'll go to the nearest supply cache and clean up before returning to her to sleep off the ordeal - and of course after the firey rage comes the yearning, the need, the dissolution of his cheeky persona into something way too earnest and frightened. Thankfully he's got a process for working that out of his system, too.
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mistresskristinqueso · 2 months
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The Dreamy Alternative Country Guy
This guy has lost his ever loving mind.
After a week of pet names and even him calling me a love bug, he is accusing me of trying to get him to tell me that he loves me.
Not only did I take this as an 'uh oh' I like this guy so I should back off. Maybe I am coming off strong without knowing it and calling him babe. I change the nickname and he unfriends me.
My issue is why in the hell would I want someone to tell me they love me after a week.
His reason: I said love. The word.
Example:
How are you doing love?
That's great to hear, I'm happy for ya love.
Despite the other pet names of dude, bro, babe, and overall saying his name. When he called me love bug in the beginning I took no mind to it. Just flirty ya know. I like flirting with someone I'm interested in. Especially after the way we chatted, it was really nice and refreshing to hang out with him.
But for me to even love someone after a week wouldn't happen. It hasn't ever happened like that.
I either get really interested and be like come over and be bored with me. Something and chat (this excludes fuck boys or steamy nights I've had in the past) about things that matter to us and around us. -or- I simply disassociate after too many disappoints or misunderstandings.
So for one second for someone to say I want attention, loyalty, dates, and even trust, then when I work on being more accountable by changing my behavior there is something else that I missed.
I can't see myself getting that impatient with someone I'm interested in after they let me know what's going on with them. I wouldn't yell, I'd console them and find it endearing that they are a smidge concerned. They've probably been thru something that I get so it's all good as long as we talk it out. I learned that again with this guy so after I had a judgment episode is when I found out who his babymomma was (mind you, never knew who she was so I have no clue how I'd know).
Guys that act overly interested by saying they want me or thinking that I 'may' be the woman they need in their life bugs me. Not trying to be egotical like it happens all the time but it just freaks me out because I've fallen for that trap before. I stuck around.
It never ended well. Not even trying to think about it I reflect on my actions, be accountsble and extend my apologies.
I don't know. Had really high hopes that maybe I could chill with this guy snd see where things go and can't help but laugh at how I've fallen.
In the most positive way I have matured to realizing I don't just like anybody and everybody. So when I do and I get a sense of rejection, it's internal because of self sabotage being a demon of mine to battle. Find it if weird if you want, its a matter of he made me feel seen and I couldn't help but feel comfortable with him.
A part of me keeps saying shut up. Another part of me is saying it wouldn't hurt to try since its all been a misunderstanding. Then that feels like that's too much.
How do you make and or keep adult friends that even though you're interested in talking, you can keep your cool by working things out.
Then the story ends snd I realize it feels good to get this off my mind. The guy I like honestly talked with me the whole time, we gazed at the stars/sky, I gamed here and there he would sing his country music/youtube documentaries. We sat in his room chatting while he played Skyrim for a bit, I snuggled up by his legs a bit after giving him a big hug. My heart was settled in nicely to a cool person.
Since I don't go out a lot there are a few things I've noticed with people I meet or had a friendship with, my heart rate. Where my mindset goes and especially how well I sleep matters in these circumstances. It was cool because others I've met has made every moment awkward.
So whether this journey continues or not will be out of sheer luck and me not texting him again. We kinda exchanged phone numbers too because again, we kinda said we would be going out on adventures here and there. All the while I was his babygirl.
So I don't know. I've said my peace.
No more paragraphs. Tired of chasing snd honestky, sitting on Tinder for no reason to make myself 'feel better' because its like oh well. Who would wanna stick around anyways? Delete the app after like 2 days to see how many bots or non-commital dudes are in the area and then try to get back to reality.
Funny how the last guy I kissed, we both had the same goal in mind. Mainly on how we didn't make it sexual but intimate with talking, vibing, and cuddling. I slept so sweet it was kind of a shock to me. Even if I turned in my sleep, he would turn right along with me and hold me closer. Vice versa aha he would snuggle back into me and hold me hand until he settled in.
I describe this because these are the cute fucking moments ever.
What gave him brownie points was not being primal like other guys have been. I get hot for gentlemen with a hint of rugged, sue me. I could go on and on about a 'type.' In short I am just at a loss of what comes next to not be labeled the 'psycho' used up slutty chick that's been single on purpose for 3 years because each time she goes on a 'date' and she is cool with her sexuality in the single world (for both consenting parties), then they decide to ghost her and say its her because they're busy after talking to you for a minimun of 2 weeks to a month or knowing them for years to have liked the person, you're too busy for them now.
Punk. Ass. Bitch.
Okay damn it, this is what gets people. Its the overload of attention, whether you give it a lot or not - find similar interests, blah blah and the week progresses. Next thing you know they're dropping hints how they are having first with you like you're this special case. You express how you don't always feel attractive and especially haven't been trying - sends picture. Oh you're cute. Exactly lol just cute.
I mean this in the best way because it was the conversations that made the date for me. We really seemed to click.
Should I be thinking about this guy since I'm single? No. Do I wish him harm? No.
Even whmith thinking he straight blocked me and saying that I hope karma kicks him in the ass, come to find out someone out there got his entire account under review. I apologized for the irony but of course made myself look worse because I'm good at that.
I am not meant to have romance nor communicate lol
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merakiaes · 3 years
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WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT BUCKY AND SARAH
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TFATWS EP.5 SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT!
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Do you know what I love the most about Bucky and Sarah’s interactions in the latest episode?
The fact that we got to see Bucky as Bucky, for the first time in a long time. 
After having gone through literal hell, he’s become reserved, suspicious, and uncertain. He’s hesitant and just generally unwilling and uninterested in creating new bonds, partly because of his trust issues and the inevitable fear of being stabbed in the back, abandoned and betrayed, but also because of his deep self-hatred. 
He has developed somewhat of a habit of not purposely putting himself in other people’s lives more than absolutely necessary, because he doesn’t want them to have him in their lives. He feels like people are better off without all the baggage that he comes with; without the trauma, without his dark past and horrible deeds. 
And then Sarah walks in. He takes one look at her, and it’s like time just stops and rewinds 80 years.
He suddenly takes the first step to start a conversation, to introduce himself, and obviously goes out of his way to appear charming in a similar way to when he first tried introducing himself to Peggy Carter. 
He pulled out the old lopsided, boyish grin, the smooth voice, the sparkling eyes that just say: “I’m into you”, and rather than trying to cover it up and be subtle about it, he made it painfully obvious what he was doing, letting his eyes take their sweet time in openly checking her out with full intent of letting her know what he thought of her. No shame, but on the contrary, with pride. 
Suddenly he’s flirty. Confident. Open. Initiative. Curious. Interested; something he hasn’t been since before his Winter Soldier days; not even with Leah with whom he was still very withdrawn and, in my opinion, appeared very unwilling to even consider bonding and opening up to.
And now we suddenly get to see him as the go-getter he used to be before Hydra. Before all that super soldier and brainwashing shit. We get to see him as the first person to start a conversation, rather than just speaking when spoken to; again, like we saw on his date with Leah - he didn’t go out of his way, whatsoever, to show her that he was actually interested.
But with Sarah: he shows no doubt, no fear, no uncertainty. Just genuine interest and intrigue. He sees something he likes, something he wants, and actually makes the move to go after it. No self-doubt, no self-hatred, no internal “I’m a monster and shouldn’t initiate any new relations with people who deserve better”-thoughts. 
Just....: “I’m Bucky” , with that overly-cocky, shit-eating, playboy-ish grin that we all know and love from back in his golden days.
She answers him with her own name, and he repeats it, looks down, and has to bite his fucking lip to contain his smile, and totally fails in doing so when his entire face breaks into a grin as he walks away with Sam. 
It’s genuine. Happy. It comes naturally and doesn’t have to be forced like most of his persona and relations are nowadays.
Even if only for the moment, his guilt-ridden conscience and shame disappears, and for the first time in a long time, it just comes naturally for him to put himself out there. Because that’s him. In this moment, he’s able to be himself without reading into it, without over-thinking it. It just happens. 
And even after all this time, this man still has fucking game, leaving her blushing, fiddling with her hands and looking down at her feet while smiling like a fucking school girl. 
To wrap it up, all of my points are just proven even further by the fact that Sam noticed, and specifically forbade Bucky from moving in on his sister. That only shows even further how genuine, real and natural his reaction to seeing and meeting Sarah for the first time was and it’s fucking incredible.
Like, this? You see this, right here? The way he looks her up and down, smiles, clearly likes what he sees and makes absolutely NO attempt in denying his attraction to himself, nor hiding it from his surroundings? The way he looks down, almost shyly, and then can’t stop smiling as he walks away?
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This is Bucky. This is Bucky fucking Barnes. The real Bucky Barnes, who was buried so long ago. The flirty, charming, go-getting ladies man. 
And who was it that unburied him? Who was it that made him appear after all that time of just being a cold, hard shell? Sarah fucking Wilson, that’s who. She brought the old - the real - Bucky Barnes back with one look. 
Like, if you read his expressions, his mannerisms, the way his entire attitude shifts when she appears - you just know that man’s heart is doing fucking sommersaults in his chest.
If any of you think that I’m reading way too much into this, you’re wrong. Anyone who disagrees with me about any of this is wrong. I will not be taking any constructive criticism at this time, nor will I ever, because Bucky and Sarah are soulmates and you can’t change my mind. Thank you and goodnight. 
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peakyblindersxx · 3 years
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whiskey business - john x reader (part 3 of ?)
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read part one and two! | my masterlist
a/n: this one goes out to all my john bitches!! i know it's hard out here, we get no new content but this part is steamy as hell. its not over yet, though! i'm a sucker for happy endings, ok? i hope you all like it, i'm still working on requests as i go :) much love to @stxdyblr-2k for ghostwriting on this series, she has the most amazing ideas in the world 🖤
love, abi xxx
tagging: @datewithgianni
prompt: john's been ignoring you and you want to know why.
warnings: fluff, angst, nsfw!! smut, cocky john, just straight up porn at the end but can you blame me
John hadn't spoken a word in your direction for a week. Despite constantly seeing you glued to Ada's hip, he’d barely acknowledged you since the wedding. He didn’t even bother looking up. Instead his jaw tensed, taking longer inhales of smoke, constantly examining the pocket watch dangling from his right hip. You were the last person John wanted to see right now. He couldn’t get you out of his head, the flush of your cheeks as you had moaned for him imprinted in his memory. You were fucking picturesque writhing around in his lap, a mess for him, and only him. He’d never felt like this; never wanted someone so badly it hurt. Usually, he drowned what little emotions he had in the nearest bottle of whiskey. You, however, were igniting something inside him he’d never felt. Lust, yes, but it was more. A yearning, a need, to see you smile at his crap jokes for the rest of his fucking life. God, you were getting to him.
His coldness and distance towards you hadn't gone unnoticed. To John’s embarrassment, his brothers regularly referred to it as "a little tiff", usually when you were within earshot, as they loved embarrassing his brother. They were blissfully unaware of the full story, assuming his cockiness had put you off him. He sometimes wondered the same; even though you remained polite by greeting him despite the minimal nod he responded with, you seemed ashamed. John only hoped it wasn't because you were ashamed of him. The truth was, he couldn't get the intensity between the two of you off his mind. Whenever he so much as caught a glimpse of you, he remembered how pretty you looked begging for him, then the embarrassment of having to reject you out of family loyalty. You admitting you wanted to have sex with him, him getting fucked off at you because you were off your face, complicating everything. Yet, every night, he held your words close to him, trying to decipher them.
He knew his brothers wouldn't get it. They wouldn't understand how tragic it was; they'd think it was funny that Ada's best friend wanted to fuck him. Either way, John would always rather put himself in the firing line of his brother's jokes than risk your reputation being blemished. He just couldn't look at you without a wave of guilt and sexual attraction flowing through his veins, causing his jaw to clench and his shoulders to stiffen, his suit jacket expertly covering strain on the crotch of his trousers.
A full week had passed since the wedding, of a man Tommy had recruited in an assassination effort. It was embarrassing how his family used money to attempt to push the trauma they created under the carpet. He knew he didn't have room to talk, but fuckin’ hell, a wedding? Maybe Tommy should've just not hired him to blow the brains out of his own father. Well, it was one way to get rid of the police commissioner who got too nosey, John guessed.
He had hoped that you were a passing phase of infatuation. He’d had many before; he’d been notorious around Birmingham for his conquests. Sure, it was possible he had just gotten overly excited and intoxicated around a beautiful girl. Yet, in the quiet moments of his life, in between his kids and business, his mind was only on you. You, straddling him in that booth, the way you grinned at him as he approached you at the wedding party. Sometimes when he was driving home, his mind would drift off thinking of the feeling of your figure pressed against him, the feel of your lips, your laugh, the sound of your heaving breaths against his ear. You haunted him the most at night, visions of you with his name on your lips in his silk sheets. You were his forbidden fruit, dangling barely out of reach.
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John was at his desk, paperwork long abandoned in favour of whiskey and a cigar, lost in his own thoughts. The loud tapping of rain and the wind of the storm outside shook the windows, yet John felt somewhat at peace; a temporary peace, but he could unwind. Just his desk, the moonlight, the gas lamp illuminating his empty glass and the heavy English rain for company. He found far more joy in the simplicity of life than his brothers, who reeked of new money. He liked his things the way they were, it all worked, but he had to admit he was a sucker for a good suit. The kids were long in bed, the nanny to comfort their nightmares. It made him feel like a shit father, and he didn't want to be like his useless dad. He had started resenting the life Thomas was forcing him to live; the booze, the partying, the Tokyo, the fighting. It was wearing on him. He needed a break from everyone in this town, he reckoned.
However, a certain unexpected guest was always welcome to him. You had just drifted across his mind when a firm knock at the door caught his attention. He straightened his tie, leaving his legs outstretched and crossed on the dark oak desk, calling for the visitor to enter.
There you were. Dripping from head to toe, but still as beautiful as ever to him, despite your damp hair and slightly smudged makeup. You had caught him off guard, and in his surprise, he couldn't suppress the cheeky grin which spread across his face.
"Got caught in the storm, eh? I'll put the fire on and pour you a drink yeah? Warm you up." He slurred slightly, springing into action, lighting the fire and going to fill two glasses with whiskey, which you politely refused.
"I'm not drinking tonight, Mr. Shelby."
He decides he won't either. He tried to ignore your piercing gaze, motioning you to sit across his desk from him, reaching to put the whiskey in his drawer. "That's not like you. Where you headed, love? That lecture with Ada?"
"I came to see you."
He noted your firm tone, the flirty smile, the coy eye contact.
"What's the occasion?"
"You've been avoiding me." You told him bluntly, his cheeks reddening, eye contact breaking momentarily.
"Yeah, I know." He took a draw from his cigar, rolling the smoke from between his lips on the exhale. "M’sorry."
You watched him for a moment and he met your eyes, suddenly softened from his usual icey blue inquisitive stare. To shame, he looked so vulnerable right now. You could feel yourself falling for him again. This is what you hung around for, the fleeting glimpses of the authentic John Shelby. The lad you'd first giggled about in the girl's bathroom at lunch, barely knowing what sex was. Barely understanding power and politics. Unaware of who you'd both end up as.
"You're fucking soaked to the bone. Come on, I'll put your clothes to dry by the fire. And don't give me that look, I'll give you my coat to save your modesty, lass." He teased. You ignored the way his muscles flexed as he reached for his woolen jacket, some outrageously expensive tailored affair from some London boutique, his large rough hands brushing your fingers. "I'll turn around."
You grasped the coat, heading to the fireplace and warming up for a moment, checking that you were far from his line of sight. This was a dangerous game for you both. You wished he'd grab you, take you on his desk and finish what he started, but the way he absentmindedly drummed his fingers on the desk as he waited indicated that he was restraining himself.
You'd rid yourself of your thin jacket, bought from the market stall last week, effortlessly trendy but an imitation of the pricey stuff Ada and the blinder wives and girlfriends you knew. You were jealous of their fur coats, they were always warm and glamorous looking even on the coldest winter night in Birmingham.
You glanced across the room to John. He was staring intently at the wall lost in thought, teeth gritted.
"John? Could you unzip me?" You asked, purposefully making your voice sound as neutral as possible, looking at him over your shoulder.
He paused, bringing his fingers to rub circles against his jaw. You caught a glimpse of white teeth and dimples as he glanced at you out the corner of his eye and you can't help but match his coy grin. He pushed himself off the desk and quickly closed the small distance towards you, his hand finding first your shoulder then the zip at the nape of your neck, your breath hitching as he pulled the zip to your waist. You could feel his eyes tracing the curvature of your spine and hips. You both hesitated for a moment, before John’s warm fingertips grazed your waist, lips pressing into your hair affectionately. His mouth found his way to your ear, cheekbone, jaw and then neck, encouraged by the way your left hand cradled his head as you pressed your body back into his and how your eyes drifted shut at his touch.
"Sweetheart, why did you come here?" He muttered into your ear, his words and casual affection causing your core to swell in response.
"Couldn't stop thinking about you. I've barely slept in a week, feel terrible. Then you've been ignoring me-"
"It isn't personal, Y/N. You know this isn’t how I want it to be." His hands found their way to your waist, gripping lightly at your hip bones, sending a shiver down your back.
"Well this is how it is, John. It's never going to be any different. So, what are you going to do about it?"
"What are you fucking on about, love?"
"I reckon that just once can't hurt, nobody would know but us. Then we can both move on with our lives..."
John hesitated, "What about Ada?" His head rested on your shoulder, the scent of your sweet perfume causing him to want you even more. Jesus, he was too far gone.
"We were so close the first night I got here and we didn't. No one caught on then, why would it be different now?"
He wanted to trust you so badly, it ached inside of him. He wanted to feel you around him, make you cum for him again and again, for you to be breathless and shaking under him. He wanted to give you everything he could, even if just once. But he couldn't.
"She's my sister. Family is everything; if I don't have them, I’ve got nothin’." He stated firmly, yet his palms lingered on your hips, the liquor destroying his perception of the distinction between friendly touching and actions that made you swallow deeply and pray for relief.
"You have me for tonight." You pulled away from him, ignoring the groan that escaped from his lips at the loss of contact. You locked your eyes with his blue ones and pushed the straps of your dress from your shoulders, allowing the damp material to pool around your feet, standing in front of the man you'd wanted for years. It was now or never.
He stayed silent, watching you, eyes not leaving yours, challenging you for a brief moment before his eyes flickered over your figure.
"Is it such a crime to want to fuck you?" You asked, the silk of your skimpy underwear forcing John to wipe the corner of his mouth absentmindedly as he drank you in, mumbling profanities under his breath. Yet, despite the glances and his sudden frustration, you could tell you had him. His eyes were feral and hungry, daring you to keep pushing him. His shoulders were squared, he was ready for action. The crackling firelight illuminated you beautifully; you were irresistible to him.
"It's not a crime. Where'd you get this backbone from?" He asked, reaching for you but you stepped away, teasing him.
"University up north does sommet to a woman."
"You can fuck off or fuck me with that attitude."
"The latter if you behave yourself, Mr Shelby."
He smirked at you, holding his hands up in mock surrender, before wrapping his coat around your shoulders, pulling you towards him by the back of the collar. "You've got a mouth on you, love. You gonna put it to good use?"
"I was told months ago that you'd sort me out, John-" Your speech was interrupted by a small squealing giggle as he tugged at your hair lightly for mocking his voice, his eyes bright and crinkled at the edges due to his grin. "I'm disappointed with these delays, especially from the Shelby Company."
"Well, as the boss, I'll sort it for you, personally and immediately. Let me make it up to you, lass," John crooned, his lips meeting yours once again, fingers pushing your thighs apart, still clad in your black stockings and garter belt. "This is where we got up to last time, yes?"
"Yes Mr. Shelby, I believe so."
He pressed his lips and teeth against where your jaw met your neck, tracing his index and middle fingers over the silk of your underwear which covered your slit. You couldn’t help but lean into him, a slight hiss escaping your teeth.
"You like that, huh? You're fuckin’ soaked for me already, love," John muttered against your neck, lifting your left leg to hook around his waist, easily lifting you onto his desk, scattering loose papers and heavy accounting books onto the floor in his urgency to feel your bare skin on his. "They teach you how to push a bloke over the edge at that fancy university?"
"No, I figured that out on my own actually."
"Always knew you were bright," He smirked, quickly ridding you of your flimsy panties, the pads of his fingertips hot against your thighs. "Always going for the ones smarter than me, Tommy reckons it's not difficult."
"Your brother's chatting shit, he's not the one ‘bout to fuck me on his desk, yeah?" You shot back, opening your thighs to encourage him, your cunt exposed, cutting off John’s laugh. He couldn’t help but stare, eyes glued to your dripping cunt. "You're my favourite brother, always have been. If you tell Finn, I'll kill you," You teased.
"Come off it," John grunted in reply, unable to restrain pressing kisses to your inner thighs, your head tilting back, fingers desperately clutching at his hair. “Need t’get a proper taste of you, yeah? Look so fuckin’ sweet for me.” His mouth reached your core, slowly dipping his tongue into you, causing your mouth to fall open in ecstasy. God, his lips were even softer than they looked. His movements switched from light and teasing to purposeful and focused, his fingers curled and pumping inside you, tongue and thumb attacking your clit. He'd gotten on his knees, your legs wrapped around his neck as he groaned into your cunt, causing you to buck your hips wildly at the sensation, moans falling out of your mouth.
“Fuckin’ christ, John,” You swore, feeling yourself pulsate and twitch around his nimble fingers, crying out into the empty office building. You were getting so close, your hips jerking independently, chest heaving as you gasped for air. You were quickly getting overstimulated, you were so close. Before you could finish, John raised his head back to yours, letting you taste yourself on his mouth, his hands moving from your cunt to your tits, finger tips tracing the outline of your nipples through your silk bra.
"If we get to do this once, I want to feel you finish on my cock, doll," John grunted in a hushed tone, pointedly moving his lips to your collarbone when you opened your mouth to argue back to him.
"Then I get to ride you." Your statement took him by surprise; most women he'd slept with seemed fairly passive in bed. Sure they enjoyed themselves, but they never took control. He could feel himself swell in response to your words. He'd never been put in this position; he was a stranger to it, but the idea was thrilling and wickedly seductive. Especially from someone who was the epitome of "girl-next-door" as they were growing up.
"Polly reckoned you'd be trouble since Ada told us you'd returned. Don't mind getting into trouble with you, though," He teased, his plump mouth dipping to your cleavage, unclasping your bra, tongue circling your hardening nipples.
"John, fuckin’ christ, need you to finish me off, yeah?" You begged, voice shaking, much to his amusement, his fingers re-entering you roughly. John pressed open-mouthed kisses to your neck, soothing your body from the sharp sensation, the slight pain exacerbating the pleasure arising from his mouth and fingers.
"I've barely started with you, and already you're begging for me to fuck you." He muttered into your skin, as he watched you writhe and lift your hips, reacting beautifully to the feelings he was reawakening within you.
"John, m’not fucking about, yeah? I need you," You whined, hand resting on his inner thigh, fingers grazing the fastenings across his groin, gazing up at him from your seat on his desk. John hated waiting for relief, he had very little patience, and almost immediately he gave in and collapsed into his large armchair, pulling you on top of him, letting you pin his wrists to the chair and grind against him as your mouth found his, then his neck, removing his waistcoat, shirt and tie, revealing his muscular chest. The bruising kisses you pressed to his skin left him breathless and needing more, helping you unbuckle his belt and push his suit trousers down his legs. You couldn’t help but take him into your hand, moving it up and down his sensitive shaft.
“Christ, you’re too fuckin’ good at this,” John groaned as you spit on your palm to better move your hand up and down his cock, teasing the sensitive tip with your fingers and tongue. He couldn’t help but watch you, keeping eye contact as you toyed with him, blue eyes heavy with pleasure and lust for more.
You angled your hips above him and he adjusted himself, using his hand to better push himself inside you. You yelped lightly as you adjusted to his girth, his mouth distracting you by pressing kisses on your shoulder and tangling his hands through your hair, trying to control his breaths as you adjusted to him, soft moans falling from your mouth, your tight cunt gripping his cock.
“S’fuckin’ perfect, like your pussy was made for me,” he groaned, breath growing heavier with the sensation of you grinding against him. Pushing his hips up into you, he couldn’t help but grab at your hip bones, grip burning into your skin, bouncing you on his cock, mouth slightly slack, groaning as he grasped at your flesh. You’d imagined hundreds of times how fucking irresistible John would look underneath you, but it was nothing compared to the real thing.
The thrill of having John Shelby with his trousers down in his office, quickly dissolving into a moaning and grunting mess with every rotation or twist of your hips, in the midst of a stormy night while the thunder echoed around the empty streets below was almost too much to take. You should be home right now, curled up in that empty unheated flat, behaving yourself. Even on a date or fucking someone else. But instead you'd gone to him and now you were riding him. You wanted the moment to last forever, right now everything felt so right, you knew when it was over the guilt would hit. But you couldn't avoid it, you could feel your legs start to shake.
“Look so god damn pretty ridin’ me, love. Makin’ me wanna cum inside you.” John growled, panting, struggling to keep pace as you moaned on top of him. Your fingers found his jawline and guided him to look up at you, craving to see how his face looked when he finally came undone. He reached between your legs, torturing your clit with his fingers while he slammed into you a few extra times, using up the rest of his energy. The extra stimulation pushed you over the edge, crying out John’s name as you felt yourself release. Watching you whine his name was the last straw for him, spilling into you as your dripping cunt squeezed him, reveling in the image of you a mess for him.
***
You finally came back to your senses, catching your breath, John clutching you to his chest protectively for a minute or two, enjoying the tranquility and post-sex clarity. He checked his clock, sighing and lifting you from his lap to his desk, running a towel under the sink in the corner of his room and passing it to you to clean up between your legs with.
"Charming," You smirked, tired but satisfied. "No wonder the ladies always come back for more."
"Not you though, aye? One night only exclusive, this." He matched your playful tone, but his eyes were dull with exhaustion and he looked almost upset. He was probably just knackered after working all day and then going overtime just to please you.
"Make yourself useful and grab my clothes for me John-lad." You teased, thankfully changing the subject. He rolled his eyes in the waning firelight, locating the clothes the two of you had left scattered around the room. You quickly dressed, not caring how he watched you silently, as though trying to memorize the image of you. Your clothes were far drier than earlier, the last remaining remnants of damp clutching to the fibers and freezing you all over again. Yet before you could even comment, John's wool coat was wrapped back around your shoulders.
"Because you're cold, not because you look fuckable in it." He said pointedly, smirking slightly, the edges seeming artificial.
"Remind me not to fall madly in love with you. Won't be able to help myself if you keep talking like that, Mr. Shelby." You retorted sarcastically with a grin, earning a gentle dig to the ribs.
"It's Mr. Shelby if you're trying to fuck me. John is between friends and family, right?"
"Someone better inform Mr. Solomons of that distinction, then," You paused, "Mr. Shelby."
"Don't be a fucking cocktease." He scolded with a small grin, grabbing his car keys and hat from the door. "You want a lift then? Don't dick about being polite, Y/N, it's fucking midnight, just accept it."
"Since you asked so nicely."
"You know you've got worse since you've been at uni? Too fast for us lot now." He teased, half serious, as he led you to his car. He couldn't believe the beautiful woman in his passenger seat was the girl with pigtails who'd chase Ada around the canal with their girl gang for hours, the pretty teen who read for hours in his sister's bedroom, comparing notes together. No one was surprised you got a scholarship to university, despite your gender and class. You'd been incredibly lucky. Yet, you'd seen the world and had come back to Birmingham and picked him.
Shame you could only pick him once.
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My mcu favs w/ crush and relationship hcs (pt 2) (not proof read)
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- gonna be honest she’s not familiar with romantic feelings, takes her awhile to even realize what she feels for you
- you make her heart all melty and soft, you make her face heat up, you make her question everything she does
- you make her feel even giddy and overly happy and it kinda annoys her tbh
- she thinks you’re out to get her or something and have casted some spell but when she asks thor he has no idea what she’s talking about until she describes what she’s feeling and he just laughs and thinks she’s joking
- she’s like no. I’m serious ?
- to which thor would tell her what it is, he has a bit of an idea because of Jane
- tbh loving somebody romantically, caring about somebody to this extent scares her
- she’s lost so many people and because of it became a raging alcoholic
- if she lost you she doesn’t know what could happen
- she tries to push you away but quickly realizes she doesn’t like doing that to herself or you
- asks you to go out drinking with her often if you’re up for that
- she’d find it funny how easily you get drunk but has no problem taking care of you, in fact she would probably drink with you more often so she can take care of you because it’s the closest to intimacy she feels she can have with you (no she is not taking advantage of you or anything, it’s more just the thought of taking care of you feels intimate to her)
- also you’re cute while you’re drunk
- trans with you so you can be tougher if you’re not that tough already
- tbh asks thor to do the same with you, whether it be cuz she’s not around or because you need the extra training
- eventually Thor’s at the point where he’s like you gotta tell em and she’s like no 🖕
- but she does eventually
- she’s kinda awkward about it but she tries to sound confident with it ^^
- dating you is very different than just being her friend tbh
- like you might’ve been surprised at her asking you out, even if it’s kinda obvious to anybody that knows her well
- to any stranger you just seemed like friends with a strange rivalry relationship but that’s really not the case
- she’s much more flirty in a relationship, since she’s confident you’re with her for a reason.. she’s not the type to doubt your relationship, you’re with her for a reason
- much more protective in battle though
- she doesn’t say she loves you enough, but she shows it through her actions
- asks thor about the romantic stuff but he has no idea really so she goes to Bruce who kinda has more of a grasp on it
- tries to take you to like normal restaurant dates... kinda awkward since she had no midgardian clothes at that point
- lotsa quick kisses on the cheek or forehead
- likes cuddling as she finds it just.. kinda intimate ?
- still likes to take care of a drunk you
- quick pecks on your lips are very often
- doesn’t like the idea of going on a lot of Thor’s saving the world shits unless you’re on board with it
- thor jokes about how she’s all badass and “I don’t give a fuck about saving the world or anyone else” until it comes to you
- she kicks his ass
- but he’s not wrong
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- when she likes you she’s a bit like wtf
- like she doesn’t realize it for a moment until jane explains it
- before she was her usual talkative self but there was a lot of nervousness and stuttering at times, just unusual awkwardness that made Jane raise a brow
- it makes more sense now
- since she’s aware she likes you now she often asks you to hang out, to help her out, whatever it is
- the gal is clingy af what can she say
- lotsa hugs she loves giving you hugs often does them for a greeting
- just an excuse to hold you though tbh
- at times will get tongue tied
- she tries to flirt but it just makes you confused she’s not good at it you’re not even gonna know she’s flirting
- eventually grows impatient about it and is just like “I LIKE U DUMMY! DATE ME!”
- and now you date
- she gets into things a bit quickly so if it’s too fast tell her, hopefully not a dealbreaker
- dates are often because she’s got a lot of creative ideas for dates ^^
- still hugs you as a greeting but a lot longer and intimate and a kiss follows after
- speaking of kisses she LOVES to kiss you and she does so very often
- very needy
- big cuddler
- just like “CUDDLE ME”
- so demanding
- often talks about you and how much she loves you she can’t help it
- but if anybody did the same she like “shut up nobody cares”
- even with you though she’s blunt, but much nicer about it
- likes going on just good dates, restaurants , picnic, whatever
- she eats all the food
- tries to impress you so she might say she was best friends with thor at a point
- and that she’s helped him out before and .. yeah etc
- she likes buying you clothes tbh
- especially if you don’t dress good let her dress you up pls
- would be sad if you didn’t get along with Jane
- it would be a dealbreaker actually
- she knows she’s a bit much so she feels happy you love her anyways
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- vision of course will not understand his feelings
- he understands you definitely make him feel something, that something being good
- for a moment he might think he feels like this is how best friends feel towards another, or even thinking he sees you in a familial light
- tony quickly tells him that is not the case
- once vision understands what he really feels he’s not sure how to go about it, he can be quite oblivious
- he’s aware of this but still .. what does he do?
- asks tony for advice, he tells him to flirt and see how it goes
- but tbh that doesn’t work, you don’t even realize he’s flirting gonna be honest
- he’s just bad at it
- so he tries to just simply state his affection, that doesn’t work because he doesn’t know how to word it without it sounding platonic, or getting too nervous about going too far
- he doesn’t wanna overstep boundaries
- tony is in pain watching this btw
- tony eventually is just like “he wants to know if you would like to go on a date” “w- I.. yes?”
- in a relationship he is very sweet
- kinda cliche though, since he doesn’t have a concept of romance at all
- looks up a lot of the things he should know about romance he doesn’t want to ask you that
- while he has no problem protecting you, he doesn’t feel the need to be overly protective unless needed
- he’s logical, reasonable, he only gets protective if he has to, even with how he feels towards you
- but do you distract him? Yes absolutely
- he’s okay with living comfortably and normally for once with you, unless it’s something you don’t want or are not ready for
- once you’re conditioned to a certain lifestyle, even if it isn’t a good one it can be uncomfortable to get out of and he understands that
- he loves to kiss you, often initiates kisses or forms of affection
- you were the first to kiss him, it made him so flustered but so happy and now he’s addicted to kissing you
- loves kissing your hands
- if you have any insecurity he will do anything in his power to prove you wrong and that he doesn’t see you in that light
- he understands he has responsibilities but other than that, loves spending his time with you
- he understands you’re a distraction so he tries not to fight with you, he wants to prioritize the people when it comes to this kinda thing
- which you of course understand
- once you teach him what dancing is, his love language is dancing with you
- you two just stay up talking about nothing and everything
- having kids with him isn’t an option, but he isn’t opposed to adopting children
- after all, all he’s ever wanted was to be a normal significant other to you
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- do not have a huge concept on her character so forgive me 🙏
- she can be a bit flirty, not that you mind though right ?
- she just loves spending all her time with you
- probably met you before wandavision
- so you’re probably already together
- even then in wandavision you two were “roommates”
- doesn’t explain all the flirting girl .
- agathas fall would be letting Wanda find out she had a soft spot for you my god
- while she’s all confidence and flirty in general, she’s a bit softer with you
- like she genuinely means the things she says when it comes to you
- eventually asks you to date her, you don’t have much room for dates outside of wandavision
- you two are always together btw
- loves dancing with you
- she has a good grasp on romance so she has no issue with it
- she is full of confidence when it comes down to it tbh
- holds your hand often
- your relationship ain’t official till like the 70s probably
- might joke after wanda has kids that you both should have kids too
- while she’s causing her mischief you back her up to make her look less suspicious
- seriously in the mist of all this she’s grateful for you
- especially when you get her out of the hell that Wanda puts her in once again
- to which she will actually confess she loves you, and cares for you
- you aren’t just like.. some person to date
- she’s not the most vulnerable obviously
- so the fact she finally is.. it’s just a lot
- “idk I just love u a lot hun . Cant I show I love u 😊”
- she’s just so overly sweet with you
- she’s so awful to everyone else at times that she just likes being .. with you and being a softie
- likes you playing with her hair
- she loves a good cuddle
- cute nicknames like hon, or hun, or just teddy bear
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- with a crush quill might try to act overly friendly
- and probably flirts a lot
- he’s very like obvious with the flirting so you’d have to be oblivious not to notice it
- he can be quite protective as well
- like not just in fighting but even with just others like even before dating he’s very jealous
- if he makes a joke you’re always in on it somehow
- he tries for form a close bond with you just cuz he likes you so much
- it’s likely he likes somebody that can easily protect themselves doe
- probably has some dumb handshake with you
- honestly he acts like a close friend to you
- people might mistake you for a sibling like relationship if it weren’t for his flirting and him staring at you like you’re his entire universe
- seriously Sam says Bucky has a staring problem, quill is fucking awful
- it’s constant and rocket is always like “you’re staring”
- and he’s like “nO” and then continues to stare
- has you listen to his favorite music of course
- especially the love songs ;D
- will just dance with you to the music he puts on
- one time you guys are dancing to the music he put on like normal but it’s a slow love song, so hes like let’s so dance bae
- and then he tells you how he feels for u
- now u date <3
- lots of forehead kisses
- cuddle bug absolutely
- still a jealous boyfriend though tbh he will try to seem all tough in front of any man he thinks might be better or something he will do anything to show off
- your relationship doesn’t change just lots of kisses and hugs now and I love yous
- you’re totally the relationship that’s like “I love you more” “nooo I love you more” and the guardians hate y’all so much
- he uses nicknames like hun, honey, love, sweetheart
- let’s just say you slow dance more often, and kiss while doing so ^^
- he flirts with you still but it’s a lot more sweet rather than before where he might’ve just flirted with you in terms of like it being kinda like calling you sexy and shit like that, now it’s more like wow u look beautiful I luv u 😊🙏
- would do anything for you, even if he wouldn’t like it
- doesn’t mean he wouldn’t hesitate tho
- going on separate dates isn’t really an option since you guys fight left and right and are always with the guardians, but he decided every once a couple months you guys go on a date together and have some fun
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- Loki doesn’t get crushes, so this is a new thing for him
- and tbh he doesn’t know how to take it either, especially when he realizes how strong those feelings actually are
- he hates the idea of being vulnerable in general, especially when it comes to you
- over time it just... happens
- but if there’s any indication he likes spending time with you he will try to lie his way through it, he’s a good liar of course so it probably works
- however he shows he at the very least cares about you, he shows a sign of protectiveness when it comes to potential enemies.. enemies that happen to be dangerous for you
- plus he’s around you like constantly and claims he has nobody else to harass
- he claims he doesn’t care about you at all, but even thor can tell through this lie
- the way he looks at you makes it obvious
- the way he doesn’t try to get you involved in his more dangerous schemes
- and if you do, and you get hurt he feels guilty and tries to help you feel better
- he claims he just owes you one for getting you hurt though
- eventually thor bothers him enough to get him to confess feelings, which takes a lot for Loki to even go through with
- he acts confident, even moreso after you say yes, but deep down was extremely nervous
- the male is good at making you feel important, after trying so hard to hide his feelings he is tired of it and just wants to be more honest about how he feels about you
- no issue being vulnerable, he trusts you but sometimes it can be hard
- he goes to you for a lot of his problems, even if you cannot help, just venting and you listening helps
- he was already with you a lot but now there’s no excuses and it’s even moreso
- “what? I just wanted to visit my beautiful s/o” “we literally just saw eachother 5 minutes ago can I please go to bed”
- likes pressing your foreheads together, he finds it sweet
- jealous of thor? Absolutely. Pls comfort him and tell him you’d never leave him for thor
- he’s so used to just not being as good as him, he wants to be good enough for you
- deep down there’s just so many insecurities he has
- so it causes him to worry like all the time
- having a reassuring and patient s/o is so good for him ^^
- flirting becomes a thing in your relationship
- it makes him feel more confident pls give him this
- protective, he feels like he has to be tbh because he never gets anything good in his life and if he does he loses it, he’s scared to lose you too
- if for some reason he can’t see you he makes an illusion of you to talk to
- when he fake dies you’re the first he goes to see so you don’t think he’s dead, he loves you he wouldn’t want to do that to you =(
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- finally
- gonna be honest bucky with a crush is cute
- first of all he smiles at you a lot, Steve is the first to notice how much he smiles around you, it’s the most he smiles like ever
- just has a lot of nice conversations with you about anything and everything
- also whenever you’re around even if other people are around you he’s just like “hey y/n :)”
- heart eyes for you, just can’t help but stare all the time
- he has a staring problem but with you? Yeah 10x over
- Sam always has something to say abt it also
- his idea of flirting with you is really just saying hi to you, just being overly friendly which is noticeable for a guy like Bucky
- eventually would ask you out, he tries to ease into it but he gets a bit impatient
- he was also nervous asking you out but yk
- when dating him he becomes very protective
- one of the most protective bitches on the list tbh
- he gets nightmares about you dying like all the time it breaks him everytime though
- lots of cuddles, whether it be from a rough day, he’s just tired, or had a nightmare
- he likes his hair being brushed by you and played with, even when he cuts it
- he’s scared of killing you and turning into the winter soldier again
- has dreams about when he’s hurt and fought you as the winter soldier, he keeps thinking about if Steve wasn’t there to help, he really could’ve killed you and that terrifies him
- even when you tell him it wasn’t him, he appreciates it but still feels horrible about it
- touch that metal arm, but like gently Yknow . Nobody’s ever touched that arm with such kindness and it makes him soft and feel lucky
- speaking of soft Bucky is very soft, there’s many soft moments with Bucky and vulnerability
- it’s easy to be vulnerable with you but not others
- lots of handholding
- he loves hugging you for long periods of time
- still has a staring problem but now Sam openly makes fun of him
- just big dumb smile on his face as he looks at you
- especially when you’re dealing with kids, seeing you be around them makes his heart warm
- maybe he does wanna be normal, settle down and have kids
- though the thought scares him it is something he desires
- we all know he calls you doll
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