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emotionalsupportfiction · 4 years

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We need warm soft fluffy things… I’ve been writing so much angst and that Critical Hit request really really hit me in the feels (I’m weak… I cried while writing them okay?) My birthday’s passed (It was last month) and this for all my readers who have or will celebrate their birthday soon. (Also myself for self-indulgence)

RGB celebrating their S/O’s birthday

Python

· He straight up pretends he forgot or will give a simple “Happy Birthday” greeting with a little kiss

· He’s actually preparing a surprise for you later on in the day

· He’s made a mental list of all the things you’ve pointed out and mentioned you wanted in the past. With his little savings, he’s bought a few of them, the ones he could afford at least

· Python’s not gonna risk ruining your cake because he made it himself, he’ll opt to get one from a baker. Nothing too fancy but nice enough to show his most favourite person he cares

· If you get a bit irritated with him because of his lacklustre greeting, that’s all part of his plan. Gives him ample time and space to get everything ready

· Python’s preparing a little private celebration for two (definitely not in his quarters or your own. So you don’t prematurely find the surprise) a few gifts from Python, some food, and small cake

· He’ll find you and blindfold you so he can take you to the surprise

· “Blindfolds? Really? If you’re trying to block out the angry look I’m giving you…” “I know I messed up sunshine… lemme make it up to you m’kay?” He cut you off and you gave him an irritated nod, if he’s trying to apologize might as well let him right?

You feel him lead you to a room. “ Aight, you can take off the blindfold…” was that nervousness in his voice? But you weren’t going to let him off easy. “Py before I started dating you I knew you were a simple guy. Not one to do anything extravagant or fancy but I was hoping maybe my birthday was an exemption? Nothing grand, maybe a small gift or a cake..” you pulled the blindfold off your face and was greeted by Python’s “little”surprise

The room was candlelit, a table at the center decorated with simple yet elegant cloth. There were a few gifts on the table and food you loved. Touched, you covered your mouth in awe then you laid your eyes on your cake. It was simple and small, partially covered with cream and topped with in-season fruit. Python hugged you from behind and kissed your temple. “I… had to act like a bit of a jerk to get this all ready for you.” He gave you a light squeeze “Sorry if I made you feel unimportant… you’re… the best person who’s ever come into my life. Always remember that.” He felt you shift in his arms, then you turned to face him. The smile and tears of joy on your face turned his insides into goo. You cupped his face “Oh Python… This is… all this. I would’ve been happy with just the cake but this is above and beyond! You’ve set the bar too high for yourself…” he knew you were trying to add some humour to the situation but he was feeling too sentimental. He planted a deep loving kiss on your lips. “I’ll do it every year to celebrate your birthday sunshine…” he whispered against your lips.

Lukas

· While he doesn’t mind planning a surprise for you, making your birthday a covert operation isn’t really his style. He’ll mention he has something planned but won’t go into specifics as to what he intends to do

· You’ll realize that as you go through your day most of your chores are finished or you’ll notice Lukas’ token care packages hanging around. Attached to those care packages are notes “I thought I’d ease your burden, considering its your name day” “Can’t have the celebrant hungry/thirsty, treat yourself my love.” “I cannot believe I’m saying but I’m actually excited to celebrate with you later tonight.” “Today is truly a special day. For it is the day the person who gave me warmth and happiness was born.”

· He might not look it but Lukas gets very romantic and mushy with you. Just like Python he has trouble expressing it. Although Python is more on at a loss on how to express his affection, Lukas is overwhelmed with the emotions and ideas on how he can show you he cares deeply about you

· It takes him some time to sort out his feelings and be organized with how he wants to express his feelings

· Lukas had planned a intimate dinner with you to celebrate your birthday, all the food he had cooked himself. He anxiously sat himself at the table waiting for your arrival. Lukas thought you were taking longer than expected, had he not done enough of your chores for the day to free up your schedule?

The sound of someone knocking on the door snapped him out of his reverie, “Lukas! Sorry I’m late, I picked up something to add to our celebration.” he perked up as heard you let yourself in. “No need to apologize…” he positioned himself to the side of the dinner table.

As you entered you noticed the spread on the table, quite the feast for just a party of two. You couldn’t help but pull Lukas into an embrace “I hope you’re alright with this, I know how you are with touchy-feely things…” you felt his body relax into your arms, slowly Lukas returned the warm gesture. Nestling his head into the crook of your neck “As long as its from you… To be honest, I’d want nothing more that for you to hold me. But shouldn’t I be the one showering you with gifts and attention? It is your name day.” You gave him a quick peck on the temple “The celebrant must also give party favours to their guests.”

Lukas lead you to the table and pulled you a seat. You couldn’t help but hungrily eye the dishes he had prepared for you though the more you looked at the food the more you realized a certain theme to them. You pointed towards one of the dishes “Isn’t that… That’s the first recipe we tried together!” A small smile crept onto Lukas’ lips “Yes, before we started dating.” You then focused your attention on another dish loaded with a fond memory “Oh! This is the one from our first date!” He nodded then pointed his hand towards another plate of food “You taught me how to make this one.” You propped your elbows on the table and rested your head onto your hands, recalling that memory. You had mentioned it was your favourite dish so Lukas wanted to learn it.

One particular dish caught your eye, it was unfamiliar, no treasured memory attached to it. “And this one?” You pointed towards it. “That’s a new dish for a new memory my love.” He pressed a soft kiss into your hair. “A traditional dish, cuisine from a faraway land. Specially made on name days. The lore behind it says that a celebrant who eats it will be granted a long and happy life.”

You hugged your lover, burying your face into his side. “Oh Lukas… As long as you’re with me I’m sure I’ll have a long and happy life.”

Forsyth

· Forsyth has way too many ideas on how to celebrate your birthday. His idea board is just… messy. Lukas and Python have to step in and help organize things

· He follows Lukas’ suggestion of a home-cooked dinner celebration but Python knows all too well that his best friend’s areas of expertise are being Clive’s #1 fan and the battlefield

· His friends offer their help but Forsyth refuse, this is something he feels like he should do alone or else it would diminish the sentiment and intimacy of the gesture. So Lukas writes a detailed recipe on how to bake a cake

· He’s too excited to keep the surprise a secret. Forsyth’s pretty much blurted it out to you (Much to the other two’s dismay) but his excitement is a gift in-it-self

· Forsyth showers you every day with attention and compliments so he thinks its time he does something for you. Or in this case, make something for you

· He hastily finishes all his chores for the day so he can head into town to buy any other ingredients he might need. Once he’s done with that, he starts working on your birthday cake

· Ever since Lukas gave him the recipe and instructions, Forsyth had diligently read and re-read it back to back. Memorizing and fully understanding every instruction and detail. In his mind as long as he followed the instructions to the letter, he could not fail despite being… not so adept in the kitchen.

Forsyth shook the doubt out of his mind and began preparing the ingredients. Measuring and sifting the dry ingredients, and readying the wet ingredients. He then proceeded to mix everything in a bowl until well incorporated. After that he poured it into a buttered cake pan and into the oven it went. Now it was time for him to prepare the cream to top the cake, he vigorously whipped the cream. Bobbing the whisk up and down to check the consistency, it should be just shy of “stiff peaks”, as per Lukas’ instructions. He moved on to preparing the berries for decoration, that was done quickly. Far too quickly, now he had to wait for the cake to finish baking, torture in other words.

He pulled a chair and seated himself in front of the oven door, anxiously eyeing the metal door knowing the fruits of love and labour were on the other side. Forsyth was tempted to open, just for a quick peek, just to make sure it wasn’t burning inside. Lukas’ instructions said not to open the over door as it would mess up the heat and the cake might not bake evenly. Forsyth twiddled his fingers nervously, what if the oven was too hot? What if the batter had overflowed? Perhaps it baked faster than anticipated? The thoughts were killing him, he tentatively reached out to open the door. “AH-AHEM.” He stopped abruptly, his eyes darted to the door of the kitchen.

Lukas stood at the door way with Python right behind him. “Told ya he’d get all fidgety and try to open the darn thing…” the archer shrugged. “I DIDN’T MEAN TO DEVIATE FROM THE INSTRUCTIONS LUKAS! I JUST WANTED TO MAKE SURE THE CAKE WAS BAKING PROPERLY!” Lukas motioned a calming gesture “Its alright Forsyth, we were simply checking up on you. It looks like you have a good handle on things so we’ll leave you to it.” And with that his friends left.

The specified time had passed and Forsyth pulled the finished cake out of the oven, his whole being tingling with excitement. This might be the first successful dish he’s created and his personal victory would be all sweeter since it was an effort for you, his most beloved. He looked at the cake, it looked dense. It wasn’t fluffy or spongy as the instructions described. His excitement turned to panic and he promptly called his friends to assess what had happened.

“GAHAHAHAHAHAH! Leave it to you to over mix the batter eh ol’ green bean!” Python hugged his sides, hysterical with laughter. All the colour had drained from Forsyth’s complexion, the day was coming to a close, you’d be home from duties and yet there was no cake to celebrate with. Lukas covered Python’s head with an empty bowl to silence the man. “Seems like you’re pressed for time Forsyth, let me help and I’ll leave decorating the cake to you. Would that be alright?” Lukas knew how much this meant to his comrade. It wasn’t how he planned but at this point if he didn’t get help from Lukas there would be no cake and Forsyth would feel responsible for ruining your birthday. He begrudgingly accepted Lukas’ help, pouting like a sad puppy in the corner. Once the batter was in the oven, Lukas and Python once again made their exit while wishing Forsyth good luck.

This time the cake came out fluffy. PERFECT. Now all that was left was to decorate and Forsyth got to that straight away. It was growing dark and you’d be there soon, he quickened his pace.

“Oh~ I can’t wait to taste the cake my boyfriend made just foooor me~” he heard your approach, he’d only covered one side with cream, he hadn’t even topped it yet with any berries! You peaked your head into the kitchen and behold the sight of your boyfriend frantically icing a half-naked cake. For some reason that made you feel all fuzzy inside, how worked up and passionate he was trying to make your birthday special.

Should you call his attention? You opted to. In a gentle voice you asked him “Hey Fors, whatcha doooing?” Making it sound as soft and cutesy as you could make it. He looked up to you on the brink of tears, then looked back to the cake. “Oh…” was all he could say, he looked defeated. You entered the kitchen and gave him a tight hug “Look at you my personal baker! You did amazing!” You felt him slump into your arms, eyes looking down on to the floor. A frustrated sigh escaped his lips as he rested his forehead onto yours. “I just… wanted to make you special day even more special… I can’t seem to do that though. Forgive me.” You shook your head, rubbing it gently against his. Giving him a quick peck on the nose as you cupped his face and looked him sincerely in the eyes “Oh Forsyth, any day I spend with you is extra extra special! You go out of your way every day to make me happy and you do just that plus so much more. Don’t beat yourself over it.” He took your hand and pressed a tender kiss into your palm. “I promise to apply myself and become a better cook… I want to do these kinds of things for you.” You pinched his cheeks “I know you will. You’re a dedicated soldier so I’m sure you’ll be a dedicated student to the culinary arts. I want to try the cake~!”

You took a bite-sized slice of the cake, it was still warm from the oven, hence the cream sliding off it but it was light, fluffy, and delicious. It was the thought and effort that was the best gift you got from Forsyth.

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emotionalsupportfiction · 4 years

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Oh anon... I do WANT angst~ So much delicious angst~ I went overboard with this... HEH.

Forsyth

Air was thick with the smell of smoke and blood, the cacophony of battle was disorienting. One couldn’t pick apart the sounds around them, whether they belonged to enemy or ally. But Forsyth steeled himself, eyes fixed on one cantor that summoned an unending stream of foes and commanded them to attack the Deliverance. The nuisance had been heavily guarded by its thralls, leaving no opening for a huge portion of the battle. Everyone had been worn down, killing the cantor would turn the tides of battle in their favor. The thought of it made him restless, Forsyth itched to charge straight towards the cantor.

Suddenly the air picked up and grew hot, Luthier and Delthea had combined forces to deal with the growing swarm of terrors. ‘At last an opening.’ Forsyth thought as he gripped his lance and shield tightly. An awesome display of power and technique right before him, an angry flurry of flames thrashed through the terrors, clearing a path for the charge. Forsyth breathed deeply, his focus fixed on the cantor, with tunnel vision and no hesitation he charged forward.

Forsyth was so close to the cantor then he felt all the hairs behind his neck stand on alert followed by laughter and the crackle of lightning. He whipped his head back to see a witch had teleported right behind him, light crackling at her finger tips, hastily creeping towards him. He’d be hit point-blank and he was sure that’d be the end of him. He could almost hear Python cursing him for being so fool-hardy as he squeezed his eyes shut and whispered a prayer to the Earth Mother.

“FORSYTH!!!”

His eyes flew open at the sound of your voice. You took the bolt of lightning for him and Forsyth had the displeasure of watching you get electrocuted on his behalf. The overflow of lightning arcing away from your body as you crashed into the ground.

CLANG! He dropped his shield and lance, his legs gave out as he watched you twitch uncontrollably but your eyes were glossed over and empty. His surroundings spun out of control, as if whirling and mixing into a chaotic murk. Forsyth weakly called out to you, he reached out to you but you didn’t respond.

Lukas

Far too many battles had chipped away your supplies, desperate times called for desperate measures. Alm opted to enter some mysterious ruin in the hopes of scavenging for weapons and provisions. Of course, he wasn’t the only one who thought of that but no one anticipated a large group of brigands within the ruins. To complicate things further, a few spectres roamed the abandoned halls.

You and Lukas had the misfortune of running into one particularly strong spectre, there was no glory dying in a forgotten ruin, better to flee and live another day. Both your laboured breaths and frantic footsteps echoed through the halls though the ungodly sound of the spectre’s pursuit grew more distant. “I think…” Lukas panted “It would be best if we go back to the entrance…” he took a quick glance back “… and wait for the rest there.” Then looked back at you for your approval. A sound idea indeed, you’d actually forgotten how expedition group had been separated. As you were about to agree, you caught some movement from an opening behind Lukas. You had only a few seconds to decide if it was friend of foe as both of you made your approach, could it have been Gray? Maybe Tobin? The movement seemed cautious but whoever they were they could’ve been injured. Lukas was quick to notice your distraction and followed your line of sight.

A glint of an axe, that was neither Gray nor Tobin, you pushed Lukas away. A sickening “THUNK” soon followed and your right shoulder grew heavy and limp, the impact knocking you off your feet. Pain and warmth followed as you lay flat on your back, the wind knocked out of you. You took a tentative glance to your right shoulder, registering an axe buried into your flesh.

The brigand yelled as he charged towards you but his battle cry turned into a yelp of pain. Lukas blocking him with the length of his lance, and with all his might, pushed the brigand back and sent him crashing against the wall. He rushed to your side, in the dim light of the ruins, checking on your wound. Blood, so much blood had pooled around you, your breathing laboured. You did your best to hide the panic in your eyes from Lukas, you forced yourself to smile as you looked up to him.

Blank, stiff, cold, and terrifying. Those are the words you would use to describe the look Lukas had on his face. His gazed trailed from axe then to the blood, his jaw set and his whole body shivered tensely. You swore you could hear him grinding his teeth. Lukas snapped his attention to the man who had injured you and slowly made his way towards him, dragging the tip of his lance against the floor ominously. His target picked himself up, yelling curses as he pulled out a dagger. Lukas swiftly disarmed him, a deft spin of his lance smacking hard against the brigand’s arm. He spun it one more time and impaled his foe right through the chest, pushing with all his strength once more, smashing the brigand against the wall.

Wounded and without any options left, the brigand pointlessly begged for mercy but Lukas remained quiet as he ripped his lance out from the wounded man’s body. He howled in pain as he clutched the gaping bleeding hole, desperately begging for mercy but Lukas would have none of it, the knight in red possessed with bloodlust and rage. Lukas gripped his lance tightly and started stabbing the brigand repeatedly. The sickening sounds of flesh being punctured repeatedly, a dying man’s pleas, and Lukas’ angry grunts bounced through the halls.

The body was indistinguishable once Lukas was done taking out all his frustrations, he was splattered with blood, an eerie accessory to his cold expression. He made his way towards you, picking you up, registering how cold you had become. “Worry not my love… nothing will hurt you. Not anymore, I’ll make sure of it.” Lukas made his way back to the entrance with you in his arms, an unearthly calm enveloped him. “You won’t hurt anymore, I promise. Nothing can hurt you. No one will hurt you. They can’t hurt you. I won’t let them.” He muttered as he walked.

Python

Python cursed his damn luck, a sword blow to the shoulder rendered him incapable of drawing his bow and being useful out in the field. You and Python made a mad dash towards one of the trenches for some cover. Once you thought you both were secure, you started patching up his wound. A warm green glow radiated from your hands and Python felt the sting of the wound dull slowly. He noticed how your brows were furrowed and how nervous you looked. He tilted your head to meet his gaze and gave you a playful wink. “You’ll get wrinkles worrying too much about little ol’me sunshine. I’ll be alright, wound’s far from the heart and the guts.” He chuckled. You let out an exasperated huff before pinching his cheeks. “Perhaps this will motivate you to miss less mister-I-can’t-aim-for-shit.” Python loved your feistiness, he feigned surprise “Mila’s knickers! You’ve got quite the mouth young lady!” You lightly flicked at the wound on his shoulder “If you can joke around then you’re well enough to fight.” You planted a quick kiss on his forehead.

He’d be lying if that little gesture didn’t make his insides melt a bit, he wanted to return the show of affection but noticed how your eyes had grown as wide as saucers. “Py-Python! Behind!” You managed to stammer out, the archer fluidly loaded his bow, drew it and turned his body around. One of the enemy grunts had managed to follow and sneak up on the both of you, his javelin primed to be thrown. Python fired one shot, the arrow sinking into the enemy’s arm but they were undeterred. The grunt threw his weapon while Python’s body dodged instinctively, the archer quickly firing two more shots. One landing on the grunt’s neck and the other burying into his eye, they falling to the ground with a loud thud. Python was impressed with himself and pridefully turned towards you “How’s that for ‘can’t-shoot-for-shit’”.

He didn’t hear you laugh, you couldn’t, not with a javelin impaled on your stomach. “SHIT!” Python stumbled as he made his way towards you and cradled your form in his arms. “Py… it hurts…” you clutched at the fastening of his armor. “He… got me in … the guts…” “SHH! Don’t talk! Save your strength!” Python whipped his head around looking for any of the other healers. “I… I’m sorry…” panic began to overtake Python “I gotta…” he gently pressed around the javelin “St-Stop the bleeding! Mila help us, please hold on!” He saw you squirm in pain from the added pressure.

Should he leave you and look for one of the healers? Not an option, he’d never leave you, not like this. “SILQUE!!!” He yelled at the top of his lungs. “FORSYTH!? LUKAS!?” He frantically looked around him, hoping to spot one of his allies who could help you or call for help at least. Python’s heart dropped when he felt your grasp loosen “No! No! NONONONONONO! You! You stay with me!” He clutched you closer to him and angled your face so he could look into your eyes “Look at me! Please look at me!” He saw you blink, albeit weakly. “I.. am…” you croaked then your faced twisted into pain and anguish “Py…thon... I’m c-cold…”

Python let out a long frustrated shout then proceeded to yell the name of every member of the Deliverance repeatedly till his voice grew hoarse. “SIIIIILQUE!!!” He lost count of how many times he’d circled through his ally’s names, he bit his lip in frustration. “TA-“ he couldn’t get her name out through his tears. “TATI-“ his voice broke again “TATIANA! ANYONE!?” He pressed his forehead against your “please… help.” Python’s tears dripped onto your face. “Sunshine… I ain’t gonna leave you here…” he sobbed “So please… don’t you leave me.”

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emotionalsupportfiction · 4 years

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Hi! I'm glad you're doin ok! So my best had an idea about Forsyth's sleeping habits in her recent writing, and I absolutely fell in love with it. She said that he is constantly shifting, and he always wants to be the bigger spoon, as "it was his attempt at protecting [his partner] in the dead of night when they were fast asleep" (I had her permission to share). I thought this was the sweetest thing, and was curious if you had any sappy, sleeping headcanons for the trio! Thank you and take care!

OH ANON I APPRECIATE YOU SHARING! I LOVE THIS. I love it when people share stuff about RGB! It makes me think and sometimes I think of new ideas and scenarios for the RGB.

Forsyth

· I like anon’s friend’s take. Personally, I always saw Forsyth as a huge cuddler just cause, nothing too deep. He just likes having his beloved real close and finds it comforting to feel them against him

· I like that even in his sleep he’s still wanting to protect his S/O and that sounds just so him!

· He talks in his sleep, sometimes he’s mumbling things about his S/O or even their name

· Forsyth has trouble sleeping if his S/O isn’t in his arms, he’s cuddler. Might be troublesome during warmer seasons but he’s an absolute delight to snuggle with

· LOVES being the bigger spoon but since he moves around a lot during his sleep, he’ll end up all over the place and become the smaller spoon

· He snores…. Sorry… I really think he snores

· He’s a side-sleeper and sometimes sleeps spread eagle

· He’s the kind of man that doesn’t mind at all if his arm goes numb when his S/O rests their head on it. HE LOVES the closeness

· Forsyth likes to fiddle with his S/O’s clothing as he falls asleep, nothing sexual. He’ll lightly play with tassels, circle around buttons, lightly pluck at garters, and the like. Its just something he does as he falls asleep, actually, it’s a dead ringer for when he’s sleepy. Once he starts playing with his S/O’s clothing he’ll be asleep soon

Python

· Ah Python and sleeping… can anyone give me a better combination

· He gets incredibly sappy, sentimental, and romantic once he gets sleepy

· When he’s tired he drops the tough apathetic guy façade completely. He’s a huge softie when it comes to his S/O, expect a lot of “I love you so much…”, “I haven’t been this happy…” and angsty “Don’t ever leave me… please?”

· Broken record here but he loves it when his S/O rests their head on his chest as they sleep. He loves nuzzling into their hair and planting kiss

· He’s a light sleeper most days (when he’s not drunk or dead tired). A little shift or if his S/O gets up to use the restroom will wake him up. He can’t go back to sleep if they aren’t next to him. he’ll just sit up in bed all groggy, waiting for his S/O to come back

· Python likes drawing circles on his S/O’s lower back or side. If they’re ticklish… well… they’re a goner, he’ll tickle them to no end

· He is also a thief of warmth, if it’s a colder season. He’ll snuggle with his S/O to keep warm (careful with his feet! They’re cold as ice and he will touch his S/O’s leg to give em’ a shock)

Lukas

· Don’t be fooled he is a HUGE snuggler. Once he’s snuggled once with his S/O he’s hooked

· Lukas likes being the smaller spoon and loves it when his S/O plays with his hair as he fall asleep

· Can be a bit of a brat, he doesn’t like it when his S/O has to leave bed. He’ll let them take care of whatever business they need to do but he’ll look so cranky until they get back into bed

· He isn’t too fond of being the giver of touch. What I mean by that is, unlike the other two,Lukas rarely does things like draw circles on his S/O’s back, play with the their hair, or fiddle with their clothes. He’s not averse to it, he’ll do it if his S/O asks but he rarely initiates. Its one of the few things Lukas is shy about

· Lukas loves lots of pillows. He likes them so he can create supports when he reads in bed. Another reason is he just likes being surrounded (and when he has an S/O, surround his S/O with softness)

· I also think Lukas is the worst one if he wakes up on the wrong side of the bed. He just looks… sleepy cranky and all quiet

· He’s easily put to sleep with the smell of burning fire wood. Lukas loves curling up near a gentle crackling fire, with his S/O and a good book. He won’t do much reading though, he’ll be knocked out from the scent and the closeness of his S/O

· Can I just add… he sleeps with socks on. He keeps them on. ALWAYS. I’ll let your imagination run wild with that

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emotionalsupportfiction · 4 years

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How would Python, Lucas, and Forsyth deal with an s/o who is able to flirt real well. They say something to fluster s/o but s/o always manages to fluster the guys instead.

Aw this is cute~ Especially for Forsyth. Lukas and Python... not s much :))))

Python

· Oh he’ll be taken a back at first but he recovers pretty quickly (he’s an unapologetic flirt so he’s got the experience. He’s a tenured flirt!)

· He absolutely loves it, he’ll start a rally of flirtations

· Python finds it very attractive that his S/O is witty, smart, quick-witted, and a flirt. Its all he could’ve asked for, fun.

· If his S/O does say something that really catches him off guard, once he recovers, he’ll be so proud

· You can bet your pinky that your exchanges will often escalate into something steamy

Forsyth

· SO FLUSTERED

· He’ll accuse Python of being a bad influence on his S/O

· He’ll stammer, turn beet red, he might even offer a weak “thank you” (he doesn’t know what to say, forgive him)

· But deep down he does find it really hot, especially if the flirtations are compliments or praise (I think he’d have a praise kink)

· He’ll allow his S/O to flirt but if it gets too far chances are he’ll try to stop them (he’ll either feel really embarrassed hearing them say things in public or avoid getting all hot and bothered in public)

Lukas

· This guy’s a toughie, he doesn’t overtly show getting flustered

· Perhaps he’ll quirk his brow or give a quick grin. Lukas might even find himself lightly blushing but he’s quick to recover

· He appreciates the banter and the witty repartee but him being a private and subdued man, he’d much prefer these conversations be in private

· If he’s caught off guard in front of other people, he’ll give a quick cough and steer the conversation away

· Pester him enough and maybe just maybe… he’ll punish his S/O for being naughty >:) (Lukas has a dark side....)

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emotionalsupportfiction · 4 years

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If you’re up for it I was wondering if you could give headcanons for the RGB with an s/o who has a very tough time asking for help because of past issues that made them view themselves as a nuisance

HOH… I see you are an anon of culture... I too love a good dose of angst. (But seriously anon, I can relate to this so hard. This request hits me right here *points to heart*) I’m always game to write for the RGB, sadly, work and Uni really is eating up my time and energy so updates will be sparse. BUT! Uni is ending soon (finals next week)

Forsyth

· Has the most trouble dealing with someone very self-reliant and hesitant to ask for help

· We can all agree that the green bean has a tendency to go above and beyond. Anything he can do for his S/O he’ll do it. Its his way of showing that his S/O can rely on him and his responsibility

· He might get anxious once he realizes his S/O isn’t asking for his help or turns him down when he offers

· Forsyth might get a little pushy and a confrontation could happen

· He doesn’t really get why his S/O would see themselves as a burden

· Should his S/O open up about their issues, he’ll listen, try his best to give them space, but would love it if they’d let him help

· He will shower you with assurance that you aren’t a burden. Although if his S/O gets snippy and says “That’s all just talk.” Or words to that effect, he’ll be at a loss and end up wounded

· Either he and his S/O will talk about some emotional hiccups they’ll work on together or Forsyth will prove that he genuinely thinks you aren’t a burden by being consistent in his efforts to offer his S/O aid

· Forsyth never gets tired of assuring you that you are not a burden to him and he is more than happy to wait on you hand and feet.

Lukas

· He has moments when he’s hesitant to ask for help so he understands what his S/O is going is experiencing

· but there is a slight hiccup, one of Lukas’ love languages is acts of service

· His method of showing his affection is doing things for the person he cares about that will ease some of their burdens

· He knows you need your space and this situation needs time but his nature will eventually overtake him

· Lukas isn’t pushy at all with his methods, he’ll help you out discreetly

· If you have any chores you need to do, he’ll do a small chunk of them to lighten your work load

· Let’s say you have to do dishes or laundry, he’ll pick up after himself so you don’t have to do too much

· He’ll ask for your help from time to time and offer help as a way to return the favor

· Soon, he’ll sit down with his S/O and discuss what’s going on. He assures them that there’s nothing wrong with asking for help and he’ll even ask why they’re hesitant asking for help

· Lukas approaches this situation with an open line of communication and compromise, he’ll split the responsibility of the task with his S/O rather than shoulder it all if that eases his S/O’s worry

Python

· Python gets it, he’s been there. He’s been made to feel like deadweight and has had to deal with a deadbeat father

· He respects his S/O’s feelings but if he’s being honest he’d like it if they leaned on him a little. That would make him feel like he’s someone that can be relied on and someone his S/O trusts

· He observes from afar, only stepping in if his S/O is having a tough time with the task/problem/whatever that’s going on

· Python will initially ask a few favors from his S/O then do two things. First, as an excuse to return the favor. Second, so he has something to point out to when his S/O says they’re deadweight/burden

· He might not be the best person to verbally express how much he loves and appreciates his S/O from time to time but he does make them welcome. He’d rather show he enjoys his S/O’s company and helping them out rather than use words

· Py does respect boundaries but if he notices his S/O being to hard or overexerting themselves, he’s not one to hesitate giving a talking to or a reality check

· He might come off as a bit harsh when he does but that could be because he’s projecting himself onto his S/O. Another is he might be under the impression that he’s making his S/O feel like a burden, that’s the last thing he wants

· If all the above isn’t enough, that’ll bring out a much softer side out of Ol’Python. Much words of reassurance and quality time to let his S/O knows he really cares about them

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