#what a gentle lover

[spineless-lobster]

I am half way through all quiet on the western front why did none of you tell me that bäumer was very gay for kat? Was I just supposed to find out myself?

#what the fuck was ‘I love him; his shoulders his angular slightly sloped frame’ #and ‘we have a greater more gentle consideration for each other than I should think even lovers do’ #and ‘his gigantic distorted shadow falls across me like home’ #that goose scene was a dinner date y’all I will not hear otherwise #not that i’m complaining #this is like german in memoriam except written decades earlier by someone who actually experienced the front #anyways #all quiet on the western front

[tswwwit]

What would happen if instead of being hostile Other!Bill would try and see what made OG!Bill so happy with this living situation

So he tries and romance dipper, hugs him sometimes (although it grosses him out, but he realized it's nice once is a while), and just stuff he'd think OG!Bill would do.

In the end OG!Bill comes back to see Other!Bill curled up cozily under a blanket in PT's lap while PT is reading a book and PT is even petting his head softly, thinking what the fuck?? That's supposed to be me

If Bill saw Other Bill doing that with Dipper - settled comfortably in his lap, relaxed and being petted, cuddled and pampered -

He would experience white-hot, visceral jealousy. Like a shard of neutron star went right through his chest.

Killing another version of yourself, for a Bill Cipher, is very gauche. It's the reason he didn't do it to Other Bill in the first place, even though he was a total douche!

But for this, Bill will make an exception.

#answers #Bill would be surprised at his own reaction. Afterwards #In the moment he'd be too stunned. Like he'd been shot. Bullets don't matter to him but THIS matters to him a LOT #Then pure and absolute rage #It's one thing for someone to want to fuck Dipper. That just shows they have good taste! #There's thousands of beings who would *try* even if they're dumb as shit for thinking about trying #It's another thing to get *Intimate* #Even Dipper's family doesn't get this kind of treatment. That lover-level of gentle attention. Of quiet reverence #A thing Bill has never had from another lover and definitely something *Dipper* doesn't do with anyone else #The only thing Bill could make a metaphor of relating it to is a robber might steal your wallet and probably stab you. That sucks #But a *bastard* will *also* take your wedding ring and flaunt it in front of you as he forcefully kisses your husband #Bill's assumption - and he's right - is that Other Bill couldn't draw that out of Dipper without tricking him #If Dipper knew this was A Different Bill he'd be too creeped out to get into cuddles #Part of Bill - though he hasn't recognized it - really really REALLY likes that the moments of tenderness they share are ALL HIS #Does this BASTARD even KNOW what he had to go through to get even A TENTH of this and NOW HE'S HOGGING IT ALL TO HIMSELF #((Does he know that Bill had to make himself *vulnerable* in a way to get this. Does he know what he had to *say* #To even get the *beginnings* of this - he DOESN'T the ASSHOLE; there's no WAY He appreciates it other than on the PHYSICAL level)) #And then he kills him

[softquietsteadylove]

Okay I’m glad we can cry about the vow au together, because if Thena’s going to keep remembering things when her sweet and precious Gil makes her a treat I might just never stop asking for it 😭 would love to read more, whatever you think comes next i’m happy to read!!!

"Sweetie?"

Thena looked up from her pillow. She looked particularly miserable, which made sense; she had never done well when sick. "Hm?"

Gil stepped into the guest room with his tray in hand. He nudged the door closed before setting it down on the dresser, "how are you feeling, hon?"

Thena blinked her glassy green eyes at him, "I'm sorry to make you take care of me like this."

Gil just shook his head. She had no memory of him nursing her back to health when a flu took her down hard after their first trip together. Her first cold with him as a couple when she kept insisting he couldn't see her with her runny nose and blotchy fever skin. Even when she had some bad periods that could make her growly.

She thought of herself as a real lioness, but he couldn't help but think of a plush, ragdoll cat who kept hissing at him.

He leaned forward, kissing her clammy forehead. "I think your fever's broken, at least. Did you get a little rest?"

Thena just nodded, pulling up her knees under the covers so he could sit on the edge of the bed. "Did you apologise to Ajak for me?"

"Hey, come on, people get sick, it happens," he chuckled as he patted her knees. "I have some time off to use, and she understands. They can do without me for a few days."

"I don't know how true that is," she muttered as he retrieved the tray. She straightened her legs again so he could stand it up over her lap. "Your customers will be missing out on your perfect croissants."

He grinned, offering her the mug of tea first. "And my seasalt vanilla fours?"

Thena's smile turned soft and a little shy. He was elated, though--ever since their first date and their kiss, he had been excited to see how they would continue to progress their relationship.

"Here," he whispered, adjusting the platter he had brought with him. "I made you some homemade chicken soup, nothing too heavy. I boiled the chicken in the broth, like Hainanese chicken rice. I gave you a little side of rice if you wanna dip it in the broth, but don't force yourself. Some cucumbers, but they're not pickled because I don't think it's good for you if you're sick--I guess I don't really know."

Thena tilted her head at him, her hair rustling against one of the many pillows propping her up. She kept insisting she looked awful, but he thought she looked as beautiful as always. "Thank you."

He sighed a little, trying not to make it obvious that he was mourning a time when this would be natural for them. But he adjusted the little cilantro flower he included on her napkin, "in sickness and in health, right?"

Thena's expression changed, but she gave him one of those gorgeous smiles that used all her teeth and picked up her spoon, "I suppose you're right."

Gil looked around the room, standing to pick up the extra blanket she had picked off in her sleep, as well as some pajama changes. It was hard to tell how messy she could be at times based on the polished appearance of his wife, but he liked picking up after her (most of the time).

"Gil?"

He looked back at her as he folded up the blanket. She had her big sad kitten eyes on again. "What's up?"

"You're not going to sit with me?"

His face split into a grin, even if she seemed a little sheepish about it. He knew it wasn't something she would ask easily, and obviously she had kind of just let it slip. But he all but dropped the blanket and threw himself onto the bed again. "Of course I am."

Thena settled against the pillows again after he gave her knee a squeeze on his way to lying on his side to face her. "Did you eat?"

"I grazed while I was cooking," he excused easily. He'd had some rice and a few pieces of chicken, mostly concerned with getting the flavours right for Thena's weakened state.

Thena eyed him, nudging the dish of rice he had specifically described as optional, "I won't eat it all anyway."

That was true, she tended to eat less in terms of the starch of any dish. Gil chuckled, "okay."

Placated by him picking up the rice and using the chopsticks, she continued using the spoon to sip the broth. She was delicate about it. It reminded him of the first time they'd gotten ramen together--she'd held her hair back while taking delicate little bites the whole time. He'd found it unbearably cute while he'd guzzled his back in minutes. Of course he ordered another bowl so she wouldn't have to eat alone.

Thena's eyes watered a little, but he squinted. Was it just the general sickness, was it her fever coming back, was there too much ginger? She sniffled, putting the spoon down. "I know this taste."

Ah, his sweet wife. He put the rice down gently before reaching for her hand. "I make it for you every time you're sick. You know how to make it too."

"I do?" she asked, staring at him as if he'd suggested she knew rocket science. "Me?"

"Yes, you," he reached out to tap her nose, but she leaned away from him. "All you do is add the aromatics to the pot with the whole chicken, even you can do it."

"Hm," she remarked quietly, staring at the meal she couldn't believe she would be capable of replicating.

"I made it for you the first time you were sick when we were dating," he continued, picking up some cucumber for himself. "I surprised you with it, showed up at your doorstep--very romantic, y'know."

She gave him a look, definitely knowing that she - in the story - hadn't appreciated being ambushed.

"You told me I shouldn't have and that you looked awful, but I couldn't have been more in love with you," he sighed, fluttering his lashes at her. She rolled her eyes, but he could see her smiling just a tiny little bit. "I delivered this dish and we hung out a little. You told me I would get sick, I said I wouldn't, and you were totally right, I got sick the next day."

She tilted her head the other way and raised her eyebrows at him, unimpressed to say the least.

He shrugged though, still grinning. "But I didn't want to admit it, so I told you I was healthy as a horse and couldn't make our date that week because of a work emergency."

"Deceitful," she murmured, pursing her lips at it.

"Come on, just a harmless little lie, y'know," he pursed his lips right back at her, even hitting her with his own sad puppy eyes.

She looked back into the bowl and took a loud sip. He would take that as him being forgiven. "I remember you coming over."

"Really?" he sat up straighter.

She nodded, taking another, slower, quieter sip. "No one had ever done that for me before. I was so astounded. And the food was so good it made me want to cry."

"No crying," he whispered, keeping his eye on her now, watching for tears. Not that it wasn't a chef's dream to have people cry from their food, but this was different.

"Kari called me to ask how I was doing," she smiled more at the memory as it came to her. They were coming more often and at greater length. It was nothing if not encouraging. "I told her that this very sweet guy I was seeing brought me some homemade chicken rice. She practically slapped her phone in her hurry to tell me to 'lock it down'."

Gil made a face, stroking the hair on his chin, "she's wise."

Thena shook her head at him again, but he could tell she was falling for his charm all over again. "I suppose I followed her advice, didn't I?"

So much came to mind, but Gil leaned forward to kiss her forehead again, which continued to feel cooler to the touch, "I'm lucky you did."

Thena leaned into his affection. She had gotten more used to it as they continued to explore their relationship, and he really had the feeling that she was looking for more sometimes. He would save that for a time when she wasn't ill.

"You keep eating," he encouraged, moving the rice closer to her again in hopes of tempting her.

"But-"

"I'll get a bowl for myself and come right back," he promised, sealing it with a wink and everything. His wife gave him another look of feigned exasperation, but she was already waiting for his return, preciously clutching her rice to eat with him.

#Thenamesh Vow AU #yes I love writing sickfic #yes I am sick right now what's your point? #I'm so glad you're liking this au!!!! #please never stop asking for more of it #Gil excels at the in sickness and in health #obviously #but it's not just the big deals like brain seizures and hospital visits #it's also when she gets a common cold #Thena gets all grumpy and sour when she's sick #and Gil calls her his little umeboshi #he makes dishes that are gentle on the stomach but still nutritious #because the less time Thena spends being sick the better for both of them #Gil definitely thought it was really romantic of him that first time #meanwhile Thena is like fuck I look disgusting #meanwhile Kari is like dude this is like out of a romcom or something #Kari is out here like friends to lovers slowburn hurt/comfort 100k words #Thena: I don't know what that means

[darthvaderofmiddle-earth]

Astarion is the kind of guy who refuses by all means to snuggle you, or anyone, or just touch people in general.

But I totally just know my barbarian Dragonborn, Korru, would forcefully grab that twig and drag him to bed, then basically grapple clutch Astarion to himself and never let go. Korru falls asleep long before Astarion does, but the strength of the grip on him is too strong. He can't escape. With absolute grump and defeat, Astarion just falls asleep like this, the Dragonborn locking him in place with arms and legs and tail, Astarion having accepted he has no other choice.

The next morning, when both wake up, Korru lets Astarion go free. And the Vampire Elf just scoffs, pushes himself forcefully away, and marches off in silence.

And as the party heads back to camp for another night of sleep, Korru goes to lay down alone.

However, Astarion approaches shyly. He asks sheepishly if Korru can hold him again.

Korru chuckles, smiling, and says sure. He and Astarion lay down, and Korru locks himself around the man. Astarion falls asleep long before he himself does. The sleep for the Elf is nearly instantaneous.

On the third night, the two get ready to sleep once more. However once Korru grapples Astarion, he feels two small hands grab his arm, holding it firmly. Dearly. Carefully. Korru does not move or push them away, he welcomes them.

Eventually the hands are joined with legs and feet. Then, a forehead gently laying against Korru's chest. Before either knows it, Astarion is outright returning the grapple in a sense. It's not the way a warrior would forcefully hold an opponent down. No. This is an embrace. One of love and comfort and trust. It's about vulnerability and protection. And that's when Korru smiles again.

When both wake up next, Korru hugs the waking Astarion close and softly, resting his chin on Astarion's head. He says a good morning, and he swears there's a very quiet "I love you" whispered by Astarion. Korru leans in and kisses his hair once he hears this.

#tav #bg3 #bg3 tav #Astarion #gay #i love big beefy horrifying warrior brute falling in love with tiny weak twig guy #beefy warrior man is a gentle giant while his twig lover is sheer wrath and rage incarnate #and both WILL kill for each other but twit man is horrified at the torture his beefy warrior causes #twig guy is like nope kill them get them out of here but warrior man is like make them suffer let them know #what pain they inflicted and let it be returned to them so they die knowing what they've done

[the-darklings]

Flirty x innocent which one is Dream and which one is Wanderer

Wanderer is the flirty one, but Dream is very far from innocent.

#the man is older than dirt and canonically had at least six lovers and a kid. he knows what he's doing. he's just doing it poorly. #and by poorly i mean his inability to maintain a relationship djdhdskjhg #in the 'L' stages though - both deep in the feels - she teases the hell out of him though. #with that soft gentle prodding that just makes him [clenches jaw] #that being said he's the sudden and very potent type of flustering so when driven to that point... hm. y'know? /y'know./ #asks #fic: today i bury you in me

[bmpmp3]

one of my favourite character relationship dynamics, platonic romantic or anything, is when two characters are absolutely the bestest of best friends and when one is hurt or something the other will scream and cry and wail and explode and when the other is in danger then the first one will go on some kind of silent terminator-esque rampage about it. besties (do no separate)

#i havent watched more than season 3 of x files but i rewatched season 2 recently #and that entire season along with the first half of season 3 (where i am now LOL) have been entirely this #literally like. mulders the screaming crying throwing up type and scullys the terminator one #its awesome #another far less obvious and possibly less intentional example but recently ive been reading some villainess manwha called #a villainess no more and like. the romance is kinda sweet and gentle and cute and all but like #i kind of really loved in the early parts where they kinda just became besties at first sight #like bro......they are BEST FRIENDS #rn in the story ive gotten to the point where theyre best friends And lovers which is sweet #its interesting though normally im a huge sap who loves romance in like everything but like...i kinda preferred them just as besties? #not something that happens to me often (nothing wrong with purely platonic relationships im just a romantic dweeb) #(theres exceptions of course. speaking of scully and mulder i like them best not as romantic or platonic but a secret third thing) #(theyre relationship is: scully and mulder. you know. thats their relationship status) #but this is a case where i really loved the platonic married besties dynamic a LOT #are there any comics or something about two besties being married platonically. maybe im craving something i never knew i craved #besties wedding. besties wedding #but i guess its no surpirse that i love besties dynamics if you remember all my complaints about certain routes in certain sengoku era otog #i think shingens route should have had more goofing around. i think mc and shingen should have become besties before romance #sometimes i cant buy romance unless they become best friends first. become BUDDIES before u put a ring on it #if that makes sense. who knows what im talking about. hold your besties real close tonight.....for me #(a transparent version of me smiling is overlayed over the night sky before i fade away into stardust)

[dylanconrique]

even if they do break up, how long do you think it's gonna last? i mean really?? they've both made it abundantly clear that they can't live without each other.

#*carly catalogs #like.... it's not gonna be detrimental to them ya'll gotta chiLLLLL #the rookie #the rookie s6 #tim bradford #lucy chen #chenford #otp: you know me so well #plus imagine one of them showing up at the others doorstep all sad and teary eyed like 'i miss you' 🥺💕 #..... sharing a very loving make up kiss through tears and soft gentle hugs #i'm sorry but it's 3am and i finally have to give my two cents on this since i keep seeing people losing there shit over a possible breakup #what's that one schmece thing from new girl where someone asks them if they are never not together #and in unison they we're like 'rarely' #that's tim and lucy they're just one of those couples that has to be around each other all the time #and you know why that is?????? #it's because they aren't only lovers THEY'RE ALSO BEST FRIENDS

[hearts-hunger]

if i had all the time in the world i would write a vampire danny fic and it would be about the two of you building a life together and him loving you more even as you get older and he stays the same

#and the soundtrack would be ''if we were vampires'' but the noah kahan cover #idk there's SOMETHING about a vampire lover who sees something beautiful in their mortal partner's fragility and temporality #and something especially about a beautiful immortal man loving his wife more deeply the older she gets #NOT in a milfy way :( but like in a ''you're the woman i love and your face shows wisdom and all the years of joy we've spent together'' #and ''there is something so intrinsically beautiful about seeing how the years have loved you and made you worn and grey and gentle'' #because what is love if it does not love more deeply after having abided with you for years and years!!!! #idk i am so mentally ill abt this rn <3 #maddie.txt

[opyre]

WHAT KIND OF LOVE ARE YOU ?

LOVE AS A FLAW : Cowering, your love hides in the dark. In shadows and under cover of night, your love runs from corner to corner, afraid to linger, afraid to be caught. Afraid, afraid, afraid of everything. When you fall in love, it is with alarm bells ringing. Your love is a mistake, a flaw in the code, a purchase you don’t remember making and desperately want to return. You didn’t ask for this. You didn’t want this. It’s a problem–– your problem ––and you would do anything to pass it off, burn it away, scoop it out of you with bare hands, or carved out with hooked knives before it can destroy you. Get it out, just get it out now. You don’t care who you hurt in the process, only that you can’t afford to be hurt first. Being loved by you is to be loved by a figment of the imagination. It is to be loved in halves, or not at all.

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tagging : any and all may steal ! tag me in it so i can see (only if you'd like) ! :)c

#♔ * ooc ; error 418 . #♔ * chara study ; introspection . #♔ * insp ; infinity's conclusion . #i LOVE THE DASH GAMESS #RAHHHH #on the subject i agree w most of what i got for him tbh. my mind is in clouds bc medicine but #i striked thru the sentence i didnt rlly agree with #doesnt rlly resonate with him #but he's definitely afraid of love. he knows what his future is (that it is . not.) and he doesn't want to hurt anyone or himself #pretty much any romance in his canon verse like. is. under wraps bc he wont let himself love #and i have to au the shit out of things before he will ever admit his feelings #but he's such a soft and gentle lover at the same time #but he's also ghostly and fragmented and scared #ummmmm #anyways #tag rant over (for now)

[sprout-fics]

I need the soft embrace of a fictional man and also Taco Bell

#I am. ;;; drunk #also if you’re reading this I’m so fucking proud of you #idk what ur doing but whatever it is you’re doing absolutely amazing #I love you for just existing #and trying your best despite everything #I wish I could hug you and give you a smooch in the forehead #I’ll cry #please be gentle and kind to yourself #you’re only here once and deserve compassion and gentleness #wherever you are- whoever you are. I adore you. #please hang in there #ok I go sleep now snd have hangover lover you bye

[tumbleweedtech]

You can dislike a ship without thinking it's cringe/wrong/should die/bad, etc. You don't need to think something is "problematic" to dislike it. People have preferences, and are allowed to just not like things, or not want to interact with something. (Especially if that ship has a lot of discourse/drama. Some people just want to avoid the drama!) Simply not writing a ship does not mean you dislike it. It only means you haven't written for it. Maybe you don't have any feelings about it at all, it doesn't interest you. Maybe you just don't feel confident writing that character. You can enjoy a ship without it meaning you hate any other pairing. (Multishipping!) Not everyone has OTPs. Writing a ship does not mean you are attacking anyone who doesn't enjoy that ship. It just means you're enjoying your blorbos. Good! Creativity is fun! Rarepair fandom is small. Hits are few, kudos are few. We need to support each other with all of our tiny ships.

#I'm really tired of people who don't understand you can like many things and dislike many things #just because you write a character one way doesn't mean that's the only way you like that char #look what i've done to erland #my handsome boy. my lad. i've made him a lover i've made him a jerk i've made him sweet and gentle and i've made him a villain #he contains multitudes #transformative stories should be transformative #have fun go nuts #also if a female character canonically says she prefers women maybe do not harass people who don't ship her with men #xo

[magicstormfrostfire]

#rain always makes me feel happy and calm and safe #thunderstorms even moreso. #i really wish it was raining right now. #antidepressants are supposed to make you not feel bad #instead im feeling everything and idk what to do with it #my therapist told me that I would start feeling more on them so im not surprised #but i just dream of good things. very good things. #and then wake up and reality is bad #I wish I didnt have to wake up #i miss the dreams i keep having of warm spaces and soft touches and homecooked food #the gentle monotony of being in a safe space with others #the warm pinks and browns and hardwood and swirling soups of sensory #the feeling of things ive never had #of people that have no faces but have loving embraces #the serenity of being with a lover that never has a shape but has everything i want #and then i wake up #and its all gone

[wildskissed]

How Do You Need To Be Touched?

Fervently

you crave a hug that cracks your ribs... the feeling of your wandering soul being crushed back into the bones that can't seem to hold it. you need a hand gripping yours so tightly you almost fear it may leave a bruise, a reminder that you are here. and that you are not alone.

tagged by: @oathfcrged tagging: @elkenbulwark, @emeraldruid, @dxnse-macabre, @miidnighters, @sunderdust, @wolf-eyes-wolf-soul, @shadovan, @sanguinespirited, @luposcainus, @taleswritten, @wizofwaterdeep, and literally anyone else who wants to. Consider yourselves tagged!

#well this came for her jugular #so true though #after what she's been through this is SPOT ON #her last serious lover tried to kill her... #so she needs to feel like it's real #like she's actually wanted #like she's needed #gentleness will always have a place but... #╰•★ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ★ [headcanon] #╰•★ʜᴏᴀʀᴅɪɴɢ ɢᴏʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ★ [dash games]

[bearsace]

not the way motonari route has me by the THROAT rn... and i thought ieyasu was the one who bias-wrecked me for my ikesen replay...

#ikesen #motonari #ikesen motonari #i am so WHIPPED for bitches who have a rough exterior but are very romantic and sensitive lovers #it took me so long to play his route cuz i thought it was gonna be rough on rough #but every time they say motonari's eyes were gentle? his touch was soft? his voice was tender? good SHIT. #i promise you. i will 360 my ass right back into his route as soon as i am done with it #he has so much more depth than i thought he would wow. #my overall takeaway about the fandom discourse when he first came out: #it seems to me like the whole “owning you” thing got blown way out of proportion? i totally see why people were squicky about it. #tbh it kinda irritated me too a lil. #but as his route goes on i'm like “ok yeah honestly this was a good jumping off point” #i really disliked what he was doing at first but i'll say he goes to redeem himself #i think mc's headstrongness was the redeeming factor up until we got to see his side that's lmao. head over heels for her #also .......... everytime the game is like “he's so clever. he's so smart. what a sharp mind he has” i'm like BRING ME MORE #i have the hots for a smart boy #i also have the hots for a bad boy #who would've thought it would be motonari of all suitors to marry those two tropes perfectly for me #honestly i was getting tired of replaying mitsuhide route and that's why i slowly fell off ikesen #but damn if motonari isn't changing that rn lmao....? #anyway. that's where i'm at.

[clownsecret]

service top malfurion???

#nevvy speaks #look. i'm just saying he seems like he would be a gentle and attentive lover #not my thing in a fictional man but you know what? good for tyrande #also i want to peg his brother #i want to rearrange his guts. i want to fuck him until he bleeds. i want illidan's cause of death to be my strap

[nervoussubject9000]

they say that a person dies twice; they first die when they stop breathing and then when someone speaks their name for the last time. and I hope my uncle will only ever have died once

#I don't know what he liked #or his friends #if he had a lover #or what he looked like #but I know he was a sweet gentle man #and the only man in this family like me #and I wish every day he had held out just a little longer #he could've met me if they made medicine for HIV sooner #I would've loved him #and I think he would've loved me too #sorry for getting emotional on my sims blog. I just miss my uncle #nerv rambles