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readyfreddy · 2 months
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letteredlettered · 5 days
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Oh, I just realized your asks are behind the 18+ button 🤔
Sorry about that; I don't know how to change it, but I do have anonymous asks on, so technically anyone can ask anything, though my tumblr is definitely 18+.
I'll answer the question you asked in the post here, then link it in the replies, since it's too long for a reply. Here's the question:
do employee complaints to HR about a manager ever result in anything? Our HR seems to completely ignore them.
I can only answer for my company, but the short answer is: rarely.
The way almost all business is structured, not only in the US but in plenty of other places too, is hierarchical. A boss is at the top and employees are at the bottom. And unless you've got an HR employee for every other kind of employee (which you don't), this means it will always be easier for HR reps to know bosses personally than employees, because there are fewer managers than employees. Personally, I was responsible for about 30 departments, so 30 managers, but probably about 1200 employees. All the managers knew me and I knew them. I barely even saw most of the employees unless they were in trouble.
As you can probably tell, this kind of relationship structure means it's easier to regularly meet with management than employees. It's easier to hear and receive management complaints that employee complaints. And because HR has a relationship with management, there is more pressure to resolve management complaints than employee complaints.
The very definition of this structure is that managers have more power than employees. If employees are pressuring HR to resolve something, the effect of not resolving it is that employees are unhappy--but HR rarely has to deal with employees, so this is just not a big problem or a big impact to that HR rep's job. Again, there are too many employees for them all to get face time with HR, and these employees probably don't have time to go to HR anyway because it's not built in as part of their job. Interfacing with HR is built in as a part of a manager's job.
If employees go to their manager, and their manager takes the complaint to HR, there is more pressure to resolve the complaint, because HR has to deal with that manager every day. If the employees or the manager take the complaint to upper management, then upper management will pressure upper HR to resolve the complaint, which in turn means that upper HR leadership (say, the VP) will pressure their subordinates. The best pressure you can put on anyone to "get the job done" in a hierarchical structure is to have their boss telling them to do it. Therefore, the only way to put extreme pressure on the HR employee who represents you is if it is an upper level leadership concern.
Upper level leadership concerns are typically going to be about liability, and companies are most at risk if they are breaking the law. There are laws about things like physical violence and theft. There are also laws about discrimination and sexual harassment, though this depends on where you live. If upper leadership becomes aware that management is putting the organization at risk because a boss is breaking these laws, you might expect quick action. You'd be wrong.
I'm sure some organizations are different, but mine had a special office for dealing with sexual harassment and discrimination. This meant if I began looking into a case and found that it involved sexual harassment and discrimination, I had to stop immediately and hand the case over to that office to investigate. They're a small office so it took forever, and then they always wanted to meet with me to talk about it, even though I didn't have information because I had to stop looking into it so their office could look into it instead. The only thing they were doing in their investigation was determining whether certain laws had been violated. Then when they (inevitably) found that the laws weren't violated, they would turn it back over to me and I would basically have to start over again (weeks later).
Okay, so that's certain types of complaints that upper leadership catches wind about. What about the rest? Let's talk about what happens when an employee submits a concern.
If it's the kind of liability I described above and there's clear proof, the HR rep would probably tell their own boss, and then upper HR would contact upper management and things would proceed as I described above. Where it gets kind of gray is if your boss is being kind of skeevy and it feels like sexual harassment, but you don't have a lot of specifics. Or say you know your boss is racist, but all you have are a set of microaggressions that could have "innocent" explanations but you know they aren't, maybe because of other things that can't be easily explained or quantified. And then there are the complaints about your boss bullying you, or being rude to you, or giving you too much work, or not listening to you when you explain issues with the work.
When HR receives a complaint, the first thing they're probably going to do is contact the manager and ask what's going on. If the manager says there's nothing going on, the HR person is more likely to believe the manager, because that's the person with whom they have the personal relationship. But even if they don't trust the manager, they're not going to automatically trust the complainant either. Honestly, this was one of the things that was hardest about my job. I didn't trust the managers I worked with farther than I could throw them, but after a while I found it hard to trust employees as well. My instinct is to trust the powerless, but there were a number of cases where I had absolutely solid proof that employees were lying in their complaints and were likely doing so to avoid disciplinary action. I never knew whom to trust, so while I expressed empathy with everyone who voiced complaints (except sometimes management), I usually opened an investigation to try to get to the truth of the matter.
Finding said proof can be extremely hard if there's not hard evidence. It's not like TV crime where there is a definite bad thing that happened and the point is to find the perpetrator. It's one person saying something is happening, and often that something is undefined and amorphous. It's not really the case that HR can just go be a worker for a day and see how a boss treats people. The boss will act different; the employees will act different, and also there just isn't time for the really deep work that would require.
The best way for HR to find out what's going on is to talk to witnesses (other employees). This can be a very difficult and long process. Other employees don't want to talk to HR, and it's not a great idea to force them because it's so intimidating. You want employees to feel comfortable so that they feel like they can tell the truth. Due to this and the fact the employees are usually working really hard, even setting up an appointment can take a long time. Then, once you talk to them, they're afraid. They don't want to get anyone in trouble. They don't want their boss to know they talked bad about them. They might not be particularly invested in another employee who is being badly treated if they themselves are not being badly treated, not because everyone is so selfish but because if you have a bully for a boss you are probably already living in fear of keeping your job. I can say until I'm blue in the face that retaliation is prohibited, but retaliation still happens; the only thing I can do about retaliation is warn people not to retaliate and then when it happens, open yet another investigation and hopefully recommend discipline if I have evidence.
Okay, so say the investigation is conducted and the HR rep definitely has some solid evidence about a problem with the boss. Again, if said problem falls into the realm of discrimination or sexual harassment, there's often a whole other path that needs to follow. But say your boss is just an asshole. Now it depends on what kind of asshole.
I dealt with a lot of complaints where people could not understand why I was not taking action, when what was really going on was that two different people saw the world differently. Person A wanted me to reprimand Boss 1 for being blunt and aggressive. Person B appreciated how forthright and honest Boss 1 was. Person C wanted me to reprimand Boss 2 for being passive aggressive and never having a frank conversation with them. Person D was grateful Boss 2 was gentle and circumspect. Person E was upset Boss 3 reprimanded them in front of others. Person D was upset Boss 4 took them into a private room to reprimand them secretly instead of being open about it. Person F complained to me that Boss 5 was unnecessarily threatening. Boss 5, in the eyes of Person G, had had a frank conversation with Person F about doing their job. Did Person F have a good reason for not doing their job? Yes. Does that mean they could just not do their job? No. Was it appropriate for Boss 5 to have a frank discussion about the consequences of Person F not doing their job? Yes. Was Boss 5 unnecessarily threatening? Possibly. Was Person F also just really upset about the unavoidable circumstances which made their job suck? Possibly.
A crazy thing happens when you get both sides of the picture: things are no longer so black and white, and what seems like a problem on one side is something really different on the other. Do managers still mistreat employees? All the time. Is it really hard to diagnose? All the time.
But okay, let's say the problem is pretty clean cut; either there's evidence or a lot of people are all saying the same thing. You should know that in most instances, HR can't issue corrective action or getting folks fired directly. What they do is make recommendations. Whom do they make recommendation to? You guessed it--the next level of management, ie your boss's boss.
Your boss's boss doesn't want to fire your boss. As I explained in this post, leaders are hard to recruit and hard to train. Your boss's boss (let's call them the manager) would have to do your boss's job if your boss (let's call them the supervisor) got fired and your supervisor's job is likely a nightmare because your supervisor is likely middle management and middle management is awful. Your manager has risen above middle management and never wants to go back.
On top of that, your manager also isn't receiving the kind of pressure that spurs them into action. If an HR rep tells a manager to tell a supervisor that the supervisor better shape up, well, there's not a huge consequence if the manager doesn't follow through. For there to be a huge consequence, the HR rep would need to talk to HR leadership and HR leadership would need to talk to the manager's boss (let's call them the director). Now, if your director was telling the manager that the supervisor should be put on notice, your manager would probably have a conversation with that supervisor really quickly and put something in that supervisor's file that indicates they better shape up or else. But otherwise, the HR rep really does not have that much influence--sure, they can tell their HR leadership, but if HR leadership isn't being pressured by upper management, they don't have a lot of incentive to push the complaint, just as the HR rep themself also doesn't have a lot of incentive (other than altruism!) to press the issue.
So basically, the way typical companies are put together means employees are fucked.
The last thing I will say, though, is that I got a lot of people accusing me of doing nothing when I did do something. I really did, and things changed, and the workplace got better. And when they were accusing me of doing nothing, I asked them, "is the problem still occurring?" they would say no. And I'd say, "so what makes you think I didn't do anything?" and they'd say, "well I never heard what you did." I'd say, "okay, and if I was going to give you a corrective action, would you want me to tell others that it happened?" They would agree with me that this would not be cool. And yet, three months later, they'd be back again with a different, unrelated problem, once more telling me that the complaint they had last year was never "taken care of," even though they are no longer dealing with that problem any more. The number of times this happened was staggering. I even had people making up their own reasons why the problem stopped, while still complaining to me that HR never does anything, when I know for a fact the whole reason the problem stopped is because HR did a lot. But HR is never, ever going to tell you what they did, because they can't. There's a lot you can't be transparent about, because discipline should be confidential. But sometimes all folks want is for someone to get fired, and in the end, that's really the only thing that's super visible.
To end with just a little bit of positivity, I can advise that if you make a complaint and don't hear back about it, make the complaint repeatedly. Try to get a hold of the same HR rep. You can be polite about it. You don't have to be a stinker. But if you are persistent, they'll stop pushing your complaint to the bottom of the pile, and if you continue being persistent, they'll likely circle back to you to at least tell you they investigated. It probably means they didn't find anything or if they did, they're not going to tell you, but for some, it's a little better than nothing.
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When Will He Learn?
Alfie Solomons x reader
Word count: 2933
Warnings: Smut. They're criminals guys, they do bad things.
Note: ... this was a smash and dash, so I probably missed some edits. I'm sorry!
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"Alfie," you smiled your first real smile of the evening. "Father didn't tell me you were on the list."
You leaned in to hug your oldest friend, confidant, and – most recently– ex-lover.
"I'm not, pet," he chuckled as he wrapped his arms around you and kissed your cheek. "I'm just here to tell you how beautiful you fucking are and to whisk you away from that poor sod you're engaged to."
"What say you," Alfie said as he wiggled his eyebrows. "I'll find us a cozy place away from this fucking wank event."
"Alfie," you laugh as you playfully smack his shoulder. "You know I'm to work the event for more donations."
The fundraiser was going to be much like the other ones; rich people finding excuses to wear expensive clothes and compliment each other. They were so exciting when you were younger, but you grew bored of them as you got older and realized they were just another place for society to play its games.
Your father was a prominent man in London and although it afforded you some small freedoms, it mostly caged you. The expectations of society were bars to your cell, and although your father loved you, he did not know you.
You had nervously smoothed your red dress multiple times, making the rounds of the fundraiser without your fiance all evening. Although he was there, your father thought it best you start apart and then meet together to converse with the larger donors. Always a plan.
"Who would notice, eh," he said as he took your hand and spun you before pulling you to his chest again and murmuring. "Who would truly notice if you skipped out back with me through the servant doors and we go skip down the merry fucking cobble, eh?"
"My father, for one," you replied weakly, looking from Alfie's blazing eyes down to his lips. "And my fiance."
"Don't stare at a man's lips unless you want them to work, love," he teased. "I'll cover you from head to toe until you scream. Again."
"I told you," you said as you shifted uncomfortably and broke away from his arms. "We can't. I'm to be married soon. I can't skip around town with you like a common whore when I'm to marry and be a respectable wife."
"Who told you that?" Alfie said as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you away to a corner of the room, hiding you both behind a pillar.
"The words sound recited, pet. Better try again. I'll bet anything," Alfie ran his hand along your jaw. "That you want nothing of becoming a respectable wife."
"Do you remember Margate? The waves hitting us–"
You leaned into his warm calloused hand, enjoying his touch.
"The sea air cool against the skin," he said as he leaned closer, lips nearly touching yours. "And those little sounds you made–"
"Alfie, enough," you snapped back to reality, realizing where you were.
You moved to walk away but Alfie's hand shot to your throat, pinning you to the pillar.
"He doesn't know, does he, pet?" He murmured, wetting his lips as he squeezed your throat a little tighter. "He has no bloody clue how fucking filthy you are. How you can be. Poor bloke, innit."
"Alfie, this is hardly the time–"
"What, love, afraid your new little friends will get the wrong impression?" Alfie chuckled darkly as he ran his thumb along your lips. "I'm full of wrong impressions, but I've never been wrong about you."
"I told you it's over," you said weakly. "We're in the middle of a fundraiser–"
"Not quite," Alfie mused as he let go of you before looking side to side and leaning in. "We're hiding in a dark little corner, aren't we pet? Because as much as he expexts you to shine for him, you're still in the dark with me."
"You led me here," you said indignantly as you went around him to join the party.
"And you fucking followed without a word," Alfie growled sharply before he turned around and his face softened. "I'm not dancing alone."
"Is daddy the one that orchestrated this little union?" Alfie asked as his eyes wandered the crowd behind you. "You always had troubles telling daddy dearest no. No qualms being with me while he was courting you. 'Boring,' you called him."
Your throat went dry, but Alfie continued before you could respond.
"Is it the money, or the status? Hmm?" He raised a brow as he looked back at you. "What's got you playing house with such a man?"
"I love him and I'm going to marry him, Alfie," you said as you swallowed your emotions down. "It's already announced. There's no going back."
Alfie hummed as he looked you over, a smirk playing on his lips.
"You believe part of that, I'll give you that."
"Darling!" His voice called, velvet and thick. "There you are. With Mr. Solomons, no less."
You turned to look at your fiance, a perfectly respectable man that you had absolutely no feelings for. His hair was kept, he was scrubbed clean off any sort of interesting feature and placed in the same black suit every respectable man wore to one of these fundraisers. His mustache was the latest fashion, a small patch that barely covered his lip. And you felt nothing as he smiled at you, motioning you to meet him at his side.
His smile remained in place and his voice even regardless of the annoyance that he barely allowed to flit across his brow. To put Alfie next to him was comical. Polar opposites with nothing but a woman in common between them.
You moved to be beside him without a word, a vacant smile on your lips as he continued his fake pleasantries to his competition.
"-- good to see you out and about, Mr. Solomons," he said. "You've been such a recluse to society lately. We thought you left for Margate."
"Been busy with work, y'see," Alfie said. "Breads don't make themselves and we've been short bakers. Sometimes it calls for a boss to roll up his sleeves and get in line with his employees."
Alfie bared his teeth.
"You wouldn't know of that, I s'pose, would you Mr. Patou, with your fancy warehouse of overworked mothers straining their hands with your fabrics."
"Quite," your fiance gritted. "Our lovely girl here is wearing one of my latest fashions now, aren't you dear?"
You nodded.
"It should be the hottest trend in France come summer," you smiled. "London is lucky for such a peek."
Alfie pursed his lips as he looked at your gown, eyes running over every curve to the point it felt scandalous. His hand extended and you took it without a thought, allowing him to turn you round to better look at the gown. Your fiance beamed, expecting praise for the dress.
"That why you wearing red, pet?" Alfie asked as he allowed you to step back to your place beside your fiance. "You always said the color made your face look ruddy, and here you are in matching lipstick. Always thought you liked green better."
Alfie smiled as he looked at your partner.
"Then again, red is much trendier for those Frenchies, innit? The women just salivate for the color there. Lazy of you, to be honest."
"Jean," you said quickly, putting your hand on his chest before he could react, "you surely same to get me for a reason, did you not? Who do I need to twirl for next?"
"This way, darling," he said through teeth clenched as he swept you away.
"She doesn't like that name," Alfie called after you. "Makes her cringe."
Jean locked your arm in his as you made your way across the floor.
"That man is as pleasant as consumption," he said through his smile. "I'll not have you speak to him again."
"I don't believe you can make that decision," you shot back as his grip on you tightened. "You might be my fiance but I am still my own person."
"We'll see what your father says," he said evenly before introducing you to yet another important person to impress.
You settled into your smile and braced yourself for the same empty chatter for the rest of the night. You knew what was expected. Be charming. Be kind. Smart, but not too smart. As interesting as a pretty painting but as shallow as the champagne that bubbled in the flute glasses.
You couldn't stop yourself from occasionally glancing around as Jean paraded you around the room. You did it without thought. At least, until you met his eyes again.
There Alfie was, the same corner you had left him in, watching you as he spoke to some other man. You looked away quickly, but you looked back to see Alfie still looking at you with a smirk on his lips.
"Isn't that right, darling?" Jean said, making you snap back to the conversation in front of you.
"Of course," you smiled.
"Then it's decided," he said cheerfully. "We can move to Paris by spring, after the wedding."
"What?" You asked, panicked and confused.
"You said you enjoyed the city," he said, chuckling with the couple in front of you. "There's no reason to stay in dreary London when all my work is in France."
"My family and friends are all here, dear," you said quickly. "Are we to move them all with us?"
"Of course not," he scoffed. "Letters exist. I have a lovely group of women for you to join in Paris. You'll absolutely forget your friends and London life in no time."
"But I like my friends," you protest.
The couple in front of you shared a look as Jean pursed his lips.
"Darling," he chided, "Let's speak of this later."
He patted your hand.
"Excuse me," you said as you broke away from him suddenly. "I need to visit the powder room."
"I can join you," the woman said.
"No, thank you," you smiled thinly. "I'm quite alright."
You quickly made your leave from the group as your heart squeezed in your chest. You failed to control your sharp breaths as you made your way to the restrooms. You needed quiet. You needed a moment to breathe.
You found yourself running past the bathrooms and down the hallway to the outside, to the front of the house and the garden. The valets were gone to help the kitchen staff and would not return until much later in the evening to help donors leave. You were alone and heading for the vehicles, looking for a dark place to find your breath. The lights shone too bright. The music was too loud. You needed peace.
You found yourself sandwiched between two vehicles, forehead on the cool window glass. You took a number of deep breaths with your eyes closed, trying to center yourself.
"You alright, pet?" Alfie's voice broke through the quiet, making you jump. "You running away without me?"
Your head shot up to see him looking at you from the front of the vehicle. Alfie had a half smile even as his brow was raised at you. The pounding in your ears returned and all you could think of was his lips, and so you started for him. You crashed into him, gripping his face and nearly toppling him over from surprise. He dropped his cane and wrapped his arms around you as you deepened the kiss. He pushed you into the grill of the vehicle as he kissed you back, the both of you grasping at each other as if drowning. You fumbled with his jacket, his shirt, his pants; scrambling to find skin. His calloused hand caught on the fabric of your dress and made short work of moving it to the side. His hands grabbed your thighs and he picked you up sliding you along the vehicle. He let go of you and you heard the door open before he flung it open and moved you to the seat. You slid backward without prompt and grabbed his shirt to pull him with you but he stopped you.
"I've missed your taste for weeks, treacle," he said gruffly. "I will taste you."
His hands lifted your dress as his hot mouth kissed up your thighs. You immediately moaned as he kneaded and kissed every sensitive spot you had.
"Don't tease me," you gasped. "I don't want to think."
His hands grabbed your hips and he pulled you to the edge of the car seat as he kneeled outside of the car.
"Don't get loud, pet," he chuckled. "Unless you want that sod to know what you should sound like thoroughly fucked, eh? Maybe I should drag him out to demonstrate."
Alfie ran his tongue up your thigh before plunging his tongue in every nook and cranny. You arched your back and locked your fingers in his hair as you fought every urge to make a noise. He made quick work of your first orgasm and when you whimpered he pressed down harder until you started trying to buck him away. He pushed you down until the pleasure washed over you so hard you couldn't fight back through the spasms of joy. He pulled back and you collapsed under him. His eyes twinkled as he ran his hand through his wet beard.
"Have you collapsed from the sheer fucking pleasure before with him, love?" He murmured as he kissed your thighs, your sides, your chest, until he was over you. "Has he heard that little gasp you make–" he asked as he slid inside you and you sighed into his ear. "Or is that just for me?"
Alfie kissed your jaw and ear before he began fucking you slowly, stretching you to him and relishing every sound you made. As you acclimated he began to pound harder until both of you were gasping between kisses. You let out a soft moan.
"When will he learn, eh?" Alfie growled. "Have you let him know just how beautiful you are with that fucking moan?"
Your hips rose to meet his until you both began to climax and lose rhythm with each other, falling into a sweaty mess in the back seat. You reveled in the peace of a strong orgasm and the weight of his body.
That is, until he moved to give you space. The wave of feelings from before hit you like a train. Your throat felt like it was closing again.
"I'm sorry," you gasped as you sat up in panic. "That was foolish. I wasn't thinking I just –"
"There's two poor sods tonight," Alfie said as he put his arm on the seat beside him. "That fiance of yours and whoever owns this car."
"God, this doesn't help–"
"What did he do?" Alfie cut you off again, an edge to his voice that made you look at him. His brows were knotted together and his lips formed a straight line.
"Jean said we're moving to Paris after the wedding," you said quietly, watching his face harden. "Brushed me off completely. Like a child. 'We'll see what your father says.'"
You chuckled darkly as you fixed your dress, got out of the vehicle and looked to the stars.
"Found me new friends already," you wiped at your face as you felt a tear threaten to fall. "God I was stupid to think my father would orchestrate anything that wasn't more of the same."
"Do you want to go away?" Alfie said quietly as he leaned up on his elbows, body going impossibly still. "With him?"
You looked back at him, watching him closely. It was as if he refused to breathe until you answered him. You watched him, no movement but the gears in his mind. After weeks of keeping your thoughts to yourself, you finally break your silence.
"Father wanted me to marry Jean to 'set up a dynasty,'" you said, defeated. "He said he would lose his fortune without it. That we would be turned to the streets. As his daughter, I'm to be traded as stock. I don't think I realized what would actually occur."
You turned to him as he stood up and placed your hand on his cheek.
"I was told to stop any foolish flings or to be thrown out," you said hoarsely. "I should have just taken to the streets. At least there's no pretending there."
"Pet," Alfie said as he looked into your eyes, the light from the house only allowing part of his face to be seen. "Answer the question."
"I don't even like the man, Alfie," you said quietly. "No, I don't want to go away with him."
"I can fix it."
You laugh quietly.
"I am a man with certain skills of," he paused. "Persuasion. I can end this. But you need to tell me what you want. I'll do it."
"Alfie," you squeeze his cheek. "Jean won't be bought off with rum."
"There are things, pet," he said softly as his hand found yours on his face and his eyes wandered to the dark. "Things I never wanted you to see. Things that would frighten you from me."
He cleared his throat before looking at you again.
"I can stop this if you'll let me," he said. "You might not like what you see."
"I've never been afraid of you before, Alfie," you said. "I don't think you could make me afraid of you now."
"Don't say things you might regret, love," Alfie said quietly. "I'm a fucking monster when allowed."
Part 2
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kix-mm · 1 year
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G/t build up and break down
Holy shit 54 votes??
Also side note: due to my health I wasn't able to make any art for this post as promised, it'll be released in a separate post and the continuing art will be of what I've made in the past. I'm really sorry but I don't want to keep you all waiting :(
T had always been a sensitive soul, not only to sound and touch but to words too, and yet, somehow they managed to always keep themselves calm and collected, never showing those who would hurt their feelings a single care in the world... they would suppress their feelings, which was already difficult and unhealthy, but it only became harder over time...
G had gotten so used to T being unaffected by their words that G slowly but surely became more and more careless with their teasing, making downright nasty comments about T without actually realizing it hurt their friend, what was even worse is that T also tended to agree with everything G had to say, breaking down any slither of self-worth they still had.
T at this point considered G more of a bully than their friend, but still stuck by them, for days, weeks, months, and a whole 2 years this went on before it finally became too much to handle.
T was emotionally drained and just wanted to be left alone... but unfortunately, G had noticed that T was more quiet than usual, and was being extra pushy to get T to open up to them, G was persistent, too persistent...
"You're so sensitive"
That very last comment made wasn't even the worst T had heard, yet that was what made T finally break into tears, they cried and cried and cried, rubbing the tears away for only more to come streaming down their red cheeks, they just stood there, sobbing profusely. They didn't care what G thought of them anymore, they were hurt, they had put up with G's careless commentary and this is what they got for not being honest about their feelings.
G sat there, completely silent, they had never seen T cry before, and they weren't sure what exactly caused it but G knew that they had probably gone too far... but how? What had happened to T that made them cry this much? Who hurt them so badly that they didn't want to tell their best friend? G was furious at first and was about to persist before T started to spill the truth, how hurt they felt, how the teasing had become more painful than fun after a while, and how they regretted not speaking up sooner...
G slowly picked up the other, gently wiping their tears away with their sleeve and just listening to everything they had to say... this went on for about an hour and T had finally fallen silent like they were before, only this time they looked worried, they had said things that they had never said to anyone before, ever, and the last person they wanted to suddenly vent to was the one who had made them feel like this in the first place... but G didn't get upset for what T had said, instead they were frustrated why T never told G about it until today.
"Did you mean all that you said?" G asked while looking at T, lying curled up in their hand.
"No- I mean- I" T could already feel more tears filling their eyes, and it hadn't even been 2 minutes since they last cried
"Don't backpedal now" G said in a harsh tone and made T face them "I'm not mad at you for saying all that to me, I'm mad that you never said this before. Why? Did you think I would have hurt you? Are you so scared that you would rather suffer in silence than try to communicate with me? Did you think I tried to hurt you on purpose?"
"Yes... I was scared, I was terrified! I didn't want to say anything in case you thought I was being too sensitive." T said while tubbing their eyes
"I wouldn't have thought that! Maybe you are sensitive, there's nothing wrong with that, please just don't do that ever again, okay? I'll be more careful with my words, I promise you can tell me in the future if I hurt you" G never made promises unless he knew they could keep them, and he did, it took T a long time, a very long time. But they got better, more honest, more vocal about how they felt and their opinion on certain things, they were less afraid of their friends reaction because they felt safer around G.
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l0viez · 1 year
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May I request a reader who feels like they're falling behind in life? I feel this profound sadness when I realize others are further along where I want to be.
I'd like Kaeya for this one (And Zhongli if you have time).
Really sorry that im late for this! i had a busy scheduleT.T!, also sorry in advance if some of my writings is abit.. confusing? or not rlly that understandable! im still a newbie at these! This was in a rush so if i have some extra time ill rewrite and make it more better^^
This can be seen as romantic or platonic!💟
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🗡️Kaeya! ;
Kaeya's first and honest reaction was .. kind of mixed
He felt abit little bitsy upset for the person you always look at and compare yourself too
He felt alot of concerned and sadness , concerned because of the fact you would stop talking or just go to your own world whenever you see them
He was very saddened over the fact you look and felt miserable just because of it
the first time he knew about your situation and what you were feeling these days
He felt guilty and mad at himself because he didn't get to manage to see it more earlier
Kaeya WILL visit you daily with flowers!
Theres are no ifs or buts
you will see him at the front door waiting for you
it will become a daily thing until you finally feel better again
(unless you want him to visit u everyday🤭! just request him xox)
Kaeya will be inviting you to tavern to make you feel calm down and to distract you from you feeling upset
knowing kaeya he will still tease you but he will lower it down too make sure it doesnt say anything to tigger you
he isnt a afraid to make himself look like a fool just to distract you and make you laugh
he will even skip some of works to hang out with you to distract you from all those stress or
a little headcannon : since he got em 💵💵💸 whatever your hobbies are he will buy you the items needed for your hobbies!
Cooking? you have a whole kitchen for yourself to make foods and make your own recipes!
Singing? He will rent out a whole year room just for you to sing, it has a mic and everything
Drawing? .. yeah he would probably ask albedo for some tips on what to buy good materials LMAO
Kaeya is the type of person who would distract, make you forget about your worries, spoils you rotten, be more 10x clingy, make you laugh during your bad times❤️
Kaeya is super supportive of you and respects your decisions but sometimes he worries to much for you thats why he's always looking out for you!
He will even take you to some sceneries or areas that you havent went before and explore abit !
he just wants to express his love to you and to tell you everyday that your more than good enough and that what ever you have or got is something to cherish for and that one day you will be like someone you idolize!
he will wait for you to succeed to the things you want to be in life, he will be there at your comfort <33
he's honestly so proud of you like he would be like "yess💅🏻thats my boyyy/girll!" (hes a silly lil goofy man dont mind him) if you ever surpassed or succeed on the things you want to be or you want to succeed in
(he would even throw a celebration on it too😭‼️)
He's that hype man you didn't ask for but still (thankfully) got/jk
(he gives me that "its us againist life"/jk im unfunny like cyno im sorry)
" Oh (n/n), took you long enough, almost thought Id have to spend this night by myself.. drinking (your favorite drink) by my self... Ow! that was a hard one — hey hey! I was just kidding you didn't have to hit me that hard haha.. here come sit with me! .. what's that? you still have work to do? heh. Your staying here with ME tonight. Relaxing! The night is young, how about you relax abit? Don't worry I'll help you with your problem tomorrow! Would it really kill you if you don't work for one day? "
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His first reaction was most likey confused..
Dont blame the poor old man he is still learning
Ofc he would be also half upset bout it too
Cause like.. what his DEAR IS UPSET? HE is UPSET as well😤‼️
Zhongli would be so confused because like he will catch you looking down or feeling down
he would ask you if you were alright and you would tell him you were okay
but more days went by he FINALLY gets the clue
He brought you both to a fancy expensive looking restaurant (ofc childe payed for it)
When both of you got comfortable now
He legit straightward asked on what was goin on with you for the past few days
he would give you the most OBVIOUS things and asks you the most OBVIOUS things as well (his trying his best😭💔)
(but then again, I feel like he will get it already but he will act like he wouldn't just cause "communication is the key" and he didn't want to be rude and assume on what was going on so he has to make sure of it"!)
When you confessed on what was going on and how you felt down because of it
he will also visit you everyday like kaeya's! but no flowers.. well probably a pretty rock but who knows
he will use his wallet/childe to get you both in some fancy resturants whenever you both have spare times!
Zhongli would be like your spotify premium but instead of music he is like a radio.
He will tell you stories non stop to "distract" you from feeling upset
good thing his voice is calming
so while your doing your thing he would be talking in the background
Zhongli will probably even give you his specialty dish just for u<3
zhongli will be the type of person who likes to think that making things from your heart or homemade is more special that buying
(he just dont wanna admit he has no cash to buy you gifts/jk)
just like kaeya he would maybe take a day off to spend time with you
Instead of buying you newest items you wished you had, he will give you some items they used before when he was still a archon younger!
Unlike kaeya who likes to distract you and make your worries clear off ur mind, Zhongli will instead give you some "wise" advices on what you want to get good at and be more more supportive of your decisions!<3
He understands that there's a huge difference between a human and an archon but that won't stop him from giving all his best to help you get what you think its missing from you‼️
He's that "proud father" or "proud old grandpa"
He's more layback and chill than kaeya, like he will also tell you to relax and to not overwork yourself as well
If you manage to overcome or succeed or surpassed the people that you used to look at with sadness
Zhongli will most likey to celebrate that and even invite some people from liyue!
He will even take you on a peacefully calming date while you tell him about what happened
Zhongli is willing to listen to you 24/7
he will probably request you to do your hobbies or the things you love infront of him
and he will even act dense about it (sly mf)
" Greetings (Y/n) , I have some plans for us to visit somewhere special. Ah ah. *holds your hand* don't even think about going back and overworking youself now. You don't have to rush yourself always you know? Im worried about you, you might even get a fever from thinking too much.If you ever need someone to comfort you I'll be there at your call now.. I ordered us some relaxing tea at Yanshang Teahouse, let us go and grab it shall we?
This is just a little bonus message, if you ever feel sad about people who are futher along where you want to be in. Remeber to not pressure yourself to becoming a "improved" you. to not overwork youself for it. Don't be hard on your self because sooner or later you will be on the top or be the version you wanted to be. Dont rush and try to have fun along the way and to stay safe always<3.!
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elvisabutler · 1 year
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Plssss 4 kids and he didn’t think he could give her one and the pregnancy being accidental I LIVE FOR THIS CANON!!! Can we get more headcanons on that, on when he tells her that he doesn’t think he can give her kids & she assures him that if anything them together is enough and when she becomes pregnant they are both so happy I want big daddy elvis to have the happiest endings (i think mainly bc elvis didn’t get his in real life but thats an ask for another time) and him watching her walk across the stage proudly caring his seed and then each time she gets pregnant he’s just like ?! bc he never even thought he would have one kid let alone 4 and graceland is never the same again
listen anon, originally they weren't supposed to have kids but i got talked into it by certain individuals who know who they are. they're also probably the same people who made it so i actually gave these two a happy ending that was longer than five years because i was gonna be that person. but i'll give you the headcanon but you have to give me the thing you said was an ask for another time. FOR IT IS ANOTHER TIME NOW.
listen. he knows he's older and he's maybe not the most virile but he figures it'd be a crying shame to not give her a baby. like he loves her so much that he kind of wants to see her all swollen with his kid and even after he wants their little kid running around graceland.
listen. he has to tell her that he's not sure he can get her pregnant, not for lack of trying, but just because he knows sometimes it's hard for him to get it up, sometimes all they really do is cuddle it's just more him knowing the limits of his body.
"I wanna give you one, wanna see you carryin' our baby but- if i can't- i can't guarantee it'll happen."
"as long as i have you it's alright. it's- you'd still love me even if we didn't have one, wouldn't you?"
"what kinda dumb- yeah i would, darlin'."
so they don't really plan on her getting pregnant because they had plenty of sex before without her being pregnant.
but then it's the semester she's supposed to graduate and look. professor presley knows her body. so he can see changes better than she can.
he notices her chest getting a little fuller and notices her bloating but it's only when she's nauseous all the time unless she's eating a snack that his brain makes the connection.
of course, he doesn't dare hope so he doesn't necessarily tell her beyond dropping some hints.
she goes to the doctor because she realizes she's missed her period and her symptoms as small as they are line up.
so turns out she is pregnant and she waits to actually cook him dinner to tell him in a show of silliness when normally she's pretty practical about matters like this.
when he realizes what she's trying to tell him he picks her up and just twirls her around because she's got his baby in her.
but since it's twins she shows quicker and one night while she's soaking in the tub he just places his hand on her stomach and pauses his book to say something.
"i was a twin." "what does that mean?" "ya sure there's jus' one in there?"
which no she's not but she doesn't want to necessarily believe the ultrasounds and how her body is really showing it.
but elvis fusses every second of this first pregnancy, because even after she walks, belly all swollen with his babies ( because he sees the ultrasound, it's gotta be two or an alien ) across that stage she's always in his class or in his office.
"sit down in the chair."
"elvis, i'm fine."
"it's m'job to keep you 'n them safe and healthy. sit down."
but he freaks out when she's in labor and is so thankful when he comes in to see her holding his little boy and girl in her arms.
and promptly buys the entire memphis mafia cigars. and drinks of their choice.
but it takes at least a couple years before she's pregnant with number three and honest he can't believe his luck. same is true for four except there's an even longer gap where he really did think it was just gonna be the three kids.
that last pregnancy is the really rough one. but it's also the one he's the most thankful for her and their kids and his life more than anything else.
also listen. graceland hadn't really been full of life since before his mama died. his daddy and his grandma weren't there so it really kind of was just him in that house. and after the kids? oh that thing is so lively it might as well be a playhouse for the entire neighborhood.
and also. also. look. there might have been this one time that a tabloid does a little "where are they now thing" twice where once is before him and belle get together and once after the twins with the third on the way. he is REALLY not happy about the second one due to the invasion of privacy when he's not famous any more.
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sag-dab-sar · 11 months
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A Mobility Aid Realization
Now that I have gotten to a point where I can personally, without any help, put my wheelchair in and out of the car I think my wheelchair fully feels like it is apart of my body. This is the first day I think I truly felt this emotion. I'm still recovering from the spine inflammation but today was the first day I have left the house since the hospital stay.
I took my chair out of the car. It disassembles and I basically developed a way to put it in the trunk with my abilities. Then after the long day my spine was kicking me in the butt with pain BUT despite that pain when the valet worker was offering to help me with my wheelchair (since its a hospital and he probably puts mobility aids in and out of cars constantly) I had this internal visceral reaction of just "no touchy my chair, don't mess up my process, go away." He was genuinely so concerned, as if he thought I said no because I didn't want to inconvenience him. My step dad who was with me said to him "trust me she does it entirely herself I'm just here to hold things" (he was holding my cup and cane). The valet worker of course didn't insist but he seemed so genuinely concerned. I just absolutely fucking hate the idea of someone else handling my wheelchair now....... its become physically apart of me.
Unless I really need the help just let me do it. For example, ramps that are definitely too steep to be ADA compliant I need help with. But even then, don't help me until I have given you the green light. A family friend who use to push his elderly mom around in her wheelchair tried to help me with my breaks, wheelchair bag, and touching my handle bars before I was all settled— because it was all second nature to him. My mom said "No no, trust me, don't interfere yet I learned that the hard way." I'd tell her no, very angrily, every time she touched my handle bars and my bag until she got use to the fact I didn't want help. She also constantly helped people with their wheelchairs as a nurse as well as her elderly mom in a wheelchair, so it was second nature for her to take control also..... until I like metaphorically trained her out of it by being grumpy at her. She will hold my arm rests though until I have found a way to carry them myself while rolling. Still, her warning to the person helping me had the exact same vibe as my step father's "Trust me, I'm just here to hold things"
It is almost like how a person gets their clothes on by themselves, I don't want help. Again, unless I actually need it from a nurse or my mom (...thank you spine /sarcasm) which I'd be grateful for but if I don't need the help then please let me get dressed myself. That type of deal.
Also today I had to walk a few steps back and forth, for a spine doctor evaluation today and I didn't have my cane. I was wearing sneakers so I couldn't shuffle feet and of course I don't know the layout of walls and counters in that office like I do in my own home via muscle memory. He stayed very close to me for my safety and I used a wall for guidance but even with that....holy fuck roughly 10 steps (5 forward 5 back) without my cane was a big fucking no-no. I did not like it AT ALL. A big ol' nopeville.
Until today I didn't realize just how much muscle memory of my home's layout (which is TINY) helps me with using my cane a bit less inside, its not because my legs are magically better like I thought they were. So... my cane really is just apart of me now too. I'm more okay with someone holding it for me if I ask because its better than the cane falling. But don't collapse it yourself, I'll do that, and don't you dare take it out of my reach.
I remember being taught about service dogs one day at a summer camp as a kid and the woman said "would you like to meet my legs" when introducing her dog.
I don't think this is something a non-mobility aid user can fully understand at an emotional level. Touching my mobility aids really is like touching me. Its so much more than just objects I own.
-Not audio proof read | written June 21 2023-
-my pronouns are they/them but I haven't asked that of my family-
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imperatourr · 9 months
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a skyrim x da crossover is peak for so many reasons
focused mainly on da:i cuz thats my favorite
a Templar (or anyone who dislikes Mages) seeing the dragonborn decked out in heavy (likely ancient) armor and thinking "ah, now thats a good warrior" only for them to cast some shit like Fire Storm at the start of a battle
also the reactions to any of the Conjuration spells where you summon in something like a Thrall or a Wrathman would be hilarious
Josephine would have to work overtime to explain you're not some incarnation of evil and you just have spells unique to your world
also all the titles and positions you collect in game (esp if ur going for 100% completion)
Having to explain that yes, you are the Thane of Whiterun. And Falkreath. And Haafinger. And Riften. And the Pale. And Winterhold. And Hjaalmarch.
Leliana being impressed when you tell her that you're the Listener of the Dark Brotherhood
Then she overhears you mentioning to Solas that you're the Arch-mage of the College of Winterhold
"How could you have the time to be the Arch-mage of a College and be in charge of an assassins brotherhood?"
Then having to explain that, yes, you are both of things. And that you are also the Guild-master of the Thieves Guild, a member of the Bard College, Dragonslayer of the Blades, Vampireslayer of the Dawnguard, Savior of Solstheim and every other collectible title.
"Maybe I should make my next story about you." Varric, possibly, unless he thinks you're lying (which on some level he probably will until he sees what kind of person you are. Can't blame him for being skeptical, though, because come on.)
Everyone gets the chance to relax and have fun together for one night and someone asks you if you have any stories
Getting to explain that you were challenged to a drinking contest by a Daedric Prince who gives you a magic staff when you're sober
The entirety of Sheogorath's quest and the Wabbajack
Also telling them that you had a bounty placed on you for accidentally killing a chicken in Riverwood
i swear I'll get into the dragonborn stuff soon i promise but also KHAJIIT AND ARAGONIAN DRAGONBORNS
like lets say that other people from Skyrim have been brought here with you as well
and so they start spreading tales of your bravery and battle prowess which obviously intrigues the Inquisition
so they set out to find you
only to discover that this brave warrior is an anthropomorphic cat or lizard
Once you befriend the Inquisition, you'll forever be stuck hearing cat puns for the rest of your life
"Your skill in fighting is purrfect"
"Keep saying those things to us and this cat will have your tongue"
"Do you have any more tails for us from your time in Skyrim?"
I can't decide who it'd be the worst from, but most definitely an answer stuck between Sera, Dorian, and the Iron Bull
ok sorry for the delay, now on to the actual dragon/dragonborn stuff
They are all very intrigued to know as to what a Dragonborn is, and why people seem to be calling you that
Its confusing on where to start when explaining things. Do you start with Akatosh? With Miraak? With dragons themselves and their over a hundred years abcense?
The simplest explanation you can offer is that you are in the body of a mortal but have the soul and blood of a dragon
Some of the Inquisition is fascinated by dragonborns, some of them are a bit wary or indifferent
Iron Bull is horny
can he really be blamed, though?
he can smell the dragon blood you drink when you become a Reaver and says it basically turns him on
so even though it wouldnt make sense (but who cares cause it is fantasy) i think he'd definitely realize something is different about the dragonborn when he first meets you
but doesn't think much of it since, well, how could a dragon disguise themselves like this? it doesnt make sense
once you explain you're a dragonborn though it clicks in his head
a little nsfw but i feel like the whole dragon thing you have going on can basically turn you into a walking aphrodisiac for him hjhshshd
anyways
(sorry to those who dont enjoy Iron Bull romance
Whether you want to think that Dragon Age dragons can understand Dovahzul is up to you, but I think the whole "two dragons using their breath attacks is a verbal fight" should exist in both worlds
You see two dragons throwing out the harshest of insults at each other and get to translate it for the party you're travelling with
At this point they're unsure if you're just as weird as you've proven yourself to be or if you're insane
Sera's very invested in hearing dragons dish out insults
Eventually you and the party hear about a dragon in the area you're travelling and set out to vanquish it
It's a grueling fight--these dragons are much bigger than the ones you're used to at home--but you manage to kill it
The party is naturally alerted when they see the dragon start to disintegrate, and are bewildered when they see you absorb its soul
also, of course, we can't forget thu'ums
You and the party enter another tough fight, like maybe you got caught in the middle of bandits fighting or are trying to close a particularly nasty Fade rift
either way this shit is only happening in the Hinterlands
While distracted by their own opponents, none of the party could stop you from being cornered
It didn't take long for your allies to realize you were in worse trouble
They turn to you to try and save you, only to narrowly miss being thrown away by your thu'um of Unrelenting Force
Does the absurdness ever end with you?
Although they can't complain much as it is convenient
Can't reach a dragon thats in the air? Joor Zah Frul! Needing more support in a fight when your enemies start to outnumber you? Raan Mir Tah! Rainstorm making it annoying to travel? Lok Vah Koor!
yes.... very convenient
almost ended this without mentioning the cheese wheel
You're downed while fighting an enemy, and Cassandra goes to you to offer a healing potion
She's confused at why you declined, and on some level horrified and disgusted when she watches you scarf down 2 sweet rolls, an apple, a half slice of bread, some ale, and an entire cheese wheel
she's also concerned about how you even fit all that into your pockets
there's so much more i could talk about im sure but this post is long enough and im out of ideas currently so enjoy this :>
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puppy love | tanjirou x male! reader
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just a completely unexpected tanjirou crush headcanon list! :D
warnings: none! pure fluff :3 (i refuse to make anything remotely sad (unless asked) (then i'll do it) (unwillingy))
tanjirou is a minor so please do not comment weird stuff under this!
i wasn't gonna write this and just ramble all this to a friend but i was like "why am i gonna torture them" /lh i love you damien
anyways i am only on s1 e15 so this might not be canon compliant to the manga or to swordsmith village or to season 2 and happens before all of that sadness
but anywho, please enjoy this and happy reading! :D all of this was very rushed bc of how fast i wanted to write this so sorry if its bad lol
don't forget to check out my ask box! <3 ask box rules are in my pinned post! requests are slow right now but i am more than happy to just chat!
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tanjiro is obviously a really determined kid, nothing really gets in the way of his journey or protecting his friends and nezuko
but i like to think that he has plenty of lovey dovey fantasies, sleeping beauty and cinderella type of thing where he thinks everyone is destined for love and that if you wish for it enough, it will come to you
but he can also be very oblivious so as much as he believes in soulmates, you would have to slap him across the face (though why would you do that?) for him to realize he was looking at the future love of his life
he's still a kid so the idea of love is very innocent to him and thats why i love him <3 but he can't really tell anyone about all of his daydreaming because zenitsu would give him a hard time and inosuke would laugh in his face
but tanjirou most definitely can't stop for too long in the places where he's assigned missions in (he wants to explore, he's naturally curious like that!) so in turn, he doesn't really have the time to fall in love or even have a crush
maybe one day he stops in a city or town, there's a festival going on and he's trying to get past all the crowds of people to get out of the city and get to his next mission
and maybe it's the cliche of you running away from someone (probably a bully) and you run into tanjirou and immediately scramble to hide behind him and beg him to help you, you'll do anything!
so now he has no choice but to give you a hand (he'd think about it for days if he didn't) and once he convinces the person to leave, you're on your hands and knees thanking him as he tries to reassure that it was his pleasure
"let me buy you a meal! it's the least i can do!" you say with a grateful smile; you don't give tanjiro time to respond as you take his hand and lead him to some food stands just a few feet away
from there, you treat tanjirou to more than just a meal, but snacks and even some local activities (im not japanese guys but i know there are plenty of super fun stuff to do)
once you actually look at him, you feel grateful that you stopped him when you did: his kind smile had you pleasantly staring at him, the way he would fluster so easily when you would compliment him, and just how overall nice he was for seemingly no reason
by the time you knew it, the streets were becoming quieter and less crowded and the night was cooling down but neither you or tanjirou had tried to stop talking
"oh, are you cold? here, you can take my haori." tanjirou says with a smile; how he had noticed the way you rubbed your hands over your arms made you flush a bit and even more so when he places the haori over your shoulders
it was warm with a soft scent you couldn't recognize on it but it wasn't necessarily unwelcome. a smile stretches onto your face before you look up at him; "aren't I supposed to be treating YOU? you must be hard to date, tanjirou." you tease, wrapping the haori over yourself a bit more as you nudge his arm
"ah, i couldn't let you spoil me like that, that would be selfish of me. i'm just as happy seeing you comfortable." he says with what you were learning was a signature smile
at that, you stop walking as a small laugh bubbles out of you which in turn makes tanjirou stop, a confused smile on his face as he looks at you; "what's so funny? did i say something?" he says as you start to step toward him
"nothing. you're just unreal, tanjirou. just perfect." you say, biting your lip to hide the growing smile on your face when you see a slight red on his cheeks now
of course, he immediately turns away and offers to walk you home, making up the excuse that he had somewhere to be the next morning; "not that i don't want to hang out, but it's pretty late! i don't think we should be out for much longer." tanjirou says when you tease him about wanting to get rid of you
once at your door, tanjirou bids you a good night but doesn't ask for his haori or move away: just stands there and looks around as you shift on your feet
"is the haori keeping you warm? it always helps me." "yes, thank you."
silence again until tanjirou clears his throat, the way red starts crawling up his neck making you tilt your head with a smile on your face
"if you're going to ask for my hand in marriage, tanjirou kamado, the answer is we are teenagers." you say, laughing when tanjirou's face turns a bright red before he starts to ramble about how those weren't his intentions
you finally get him to calm down, hand touching his arm as you squeeze it; tanjirou stands a little bit straigher when you do that, averting his eyes to the ground and mumbling an apology for losing his temper
"i need to go. but come and find me if you pass through here again. i'd be more than happy to treat you again." you say, earning a smile from tanjirou before, all in one motion, you take a step forward and kiss him on the cheek, disappearing into your home
tanjirou stands in shock with his hands hanging uselessly in the air before he realizes: he never got his haori back. he'd have to come back tomorrow. and get it. and see you.
mumbling to himself, he walks away from where you had just left him, cupping his cheek as a gentle smile starts to grow on his face
alerted by the noise and movement (and the fact that it was very late at night), nezuko pokes her head out of her box and looks to her brother who perks up at his sister's presence
"sorry about all the noise! we'll go somewhere quieter soon." tanjirou says, smiling at his sister before he stops to let her leave the box
she looks towards the spot where she had felt the presence of another person before looking at tanjirou, pointing towards the house; her brother's face flushes a bit as he looks everywhere but at her, waving her off with a nervous smile
"ah, i just...made a friend is all, don't worry about it! we should go now!" tanjirou says with a smile on his face as he takes nezuko's hand and starts to lead her away, already planning the next day with you; and totally only to get his haori back
(<`▽´)―━━☆⌒*. bang, bang, thats the end!
so can you guess who my favorite demon slayer character is other than rengoku and mitsuri
in all seriousness, i love this show so far, such a good story and super cute characters (except for muzan, i hate that guy but i want him so bad) but i have yet to read the manga so bear with me here!
but for now, thanks for reading and to anyone who is starting spring break soon, have a safe and fun week of break, you deserve it! :D and to everyone else, good morning, good afternoon, or good night! <33
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cityandking · 7 months
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3, 7, 12, 19, 27 for the first two ships that come to mind!
thanks tabby! I'll do the girls and dairef // development questions for couples
3. By contrast, what was the moment that first made their ~heart~ Soft for the other person? Not necessarily a conscious realization of “I love this person,” but a moment that had them like “Oh...I adore them...”
BRAN/SABINE — it was absolutely sabine getting into a fight. doesn't matter which au; bran saw sabine get into it with a guy at least half a foot taller than her and was like. oh. I want her to come home with me. huh. (I have no idea what swayed sabine but I'd imagine it involved bran being at least a little bit of a cocky sonuvabitch) DAI/ZAREF — some moment of watching zaref with izzy and seeing him like, 80% more chill than normal. the trust was there already, and the admiration, but there was that small and strange period of time in selto where everything was quiet and they could all settle in and daichi saw him without all his armor (metaphorically and also literally) and was like. oh. oh. (word of DM says for zaref it was shortly after they arrived in wiztopia, after they had their talk about zaref hiding the truth of the void from them but daichi being willing to trust him and trust that they'd have each other's backs)
7. Do they (or would they) pursue the other character’s affection, and if so, how? Do they tell the other character how they feel? Try to earn their admiration? Woo them with romantic gestures? Flirt with them, skillfully or otherwise?
BRAN/SABINE — yeah, absolutely. bran loves flirting and putting on a show and grand gestures, and she also likes being liked, which means a lot of wooing. it starts out kind of teasing and fun—bran likes sabine's exasperation and likes it even more when she's honestly surprised or pleased about something—but the longer it goes on, the more it's clear that this isn't just a temporary thing, the more heartfelt and intimate it becomes (I don't think there's actually much feelings talk, but actions speak louder and all that) DAI/ZAREF — there's pretty much no pursuing going on there, tbh. daichi really doesn't flirt, isn't one for grand gestures, and doesn't feel the need to earn anyone's admiration. he's a pretty straightforward person and not interested in chasing after people or imposing himself on anyone (unless he's having a gods talk with ozy I guess), so he was truly willing to let things lie. even their first kiss wasn't really a planned thing, it was just. sometimes you give a boy back months of memories and they're all colored by your admiration and affection and trust in him and then you kiss about it a little, maybe. (they did have a proper talk about it, though. dai is big on talking things out; he needs to know how things lie.) (if there's any kind of pursuing happening, it's dai trying to get zaref to talk to him about his past. which has gone sooooo well so far (jk))
12. How much independence do they prefer in a relationship—do they want to share their lives as much as possible with their partner, or do they prefer to mostly do their own thing and let their partner do their own thing?
BRAN/SABINE — I think they're both good at doing their own thing and coming back together after. bran definitely travels a lot, whether or not sabine comes with. not that either of them would mind sharing things, they're just both pretty independent as people, and I think sometimes they need their space. DAI/ZAREF — dai actively enjoys sharing stuff with zaref and is kind of constantly interested in making space for him. that said, I think they're both pretty content to go off and do their own things, then come back together later—they're both pretty private.
19. Are they okay with public displays of affection? Do they like them?
BRAN/SABINE — bran is pro PDA. that's her wife! everyone should know it! check out her favorite person who she loves!! (I think she probably tones it down a little, especially if sabine isn't into it, but generally speaking yeah, bran will be affectionate anywhere.) DAI/ZAREF — daichi doesn't particularly enjoy public displays of affection. the affection is fine, he just doesn't like the attention. plus the first time he and zaref kissed in public it started a domino effect that led to a horrible blowup fight with his best friend, which was never resolved, so. he's a little PDA shy. (I have no idea what zaref's feelings on PDA are but I'd imagine he's a little less picky about it than daichi, given their past discussions.)
27. They have to apologize to their partner. Is this difficult for them? How do they approach it?
BRAN/SABINE — bran's really good at apologizing, actually. part of her life experience has been fostering good communication skills (can't be captain if you don't know how to work with people!) so she's quite adept at talking about stuff after a fight or misstep. she might need some time to process first, but she'll make sure a conversation happens. DAI/ZAREF — haha wow. this is so relevant. yeah. great. I mean on the one hand, he's good at it; daichi has an enormous responsibility complex and is very good at owning up to things he's done and apologizing for them. he doesn't like to let stuff linger. on the other hand, sometimes you explode yourself right in front of your boyfriend, try to sway him to join your demon army by telling him he'd do well as a soulless soldier of the abyss, and then try to kill him when he turns down your offer, so. maybe sorry doesn't exactly cover that? and you aren't sure how you're going to fix that or make up for any of it? because he's really mad at you (and rightfully so in your opinion)? but you still have to try? (he's gonna go with the straightforward and honest approach and then, uh. see how that goes.)
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ethereousdelirious · 2 months
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Absolute RAMBLE about nothing
With the way Tumblr as a whole is suddenly okay with whump sentiments, this blog has kind of become obsolete (dw I will NEVER LEAVE). Like I kept all this a secret from my friends because I thought I was a freak who would never be accepted and then I kept it a secret because my kink activities are not really my friends' business and now as those walls are coming down I'm kind of.... not keeling it a secret any more.
It would be different if I actually had a sneeze f.etish, like I'd probably still not tell them about that because it would have nothing to do with them. But none of this is explicitly sexual for me? Like I don't get off to ANYTHING on this blog.
But as I got closer with my friends and as the internet slowly gets cooler with whump, I just started... talking about it? Jokes and memes at first ("why are you, as a man, not covered in blood") and then just kinda. Continuing along that route.
My friends also don't read my fic unless I ask them to, so I could honestly write the most filthnasty, socially unacceptable p0rn and they wouldn't even know. And if they did, they have enough social grace to not be weird about it.
Even the sneeze f.etish stuff, I could tell the truth. "Yeah, I ended up befriending a bunch of people with sneeze f.etishes so I started writing fic for them. Everybody is really nice."
Idk I'm not really going anywhere with this, I'm just really grateful to feel so secure in my friendships. I really love my friends and I'm glad I can be my full self around them.
If you're wondering what the absolute fuck I'm doing here without a sneeze f.etish, I thiiink I have the explanation somewhere on my blog on desktop? I'll tell the tale again bc why not.
When I was younger (we're talking pre-teens) I realized I was. WAY too into media where men got hurt or sick. Way more than my friends. Way more than was normal.
And reader. I was 12. I was gay in a small town. I was HORRIFIED to discover ANOTHER layer of "unlovable freak of nature" in my psyche. But I couldn't stop. I LIKED reading whump and sickfics. It was one of the few things that made my very very depressed pre-adolescent self happy.
I discovered the Sn.eeze F.etish F.orum around age 13. I made an account. I was too shy to talk to anyone (thank god honestly because that could have ended SO badly for me). But I read the fics. I used the prompts. I read thread after thread of people talking about their interest in sickness and sneezing and whump like it was completely normal.
Like it wasn't anything to be ashamed of. Like maybe I WASN'T an unlovable freak of nature.
Sneeze f.etishists will ALWAYS be my buddies. We're into the same stuff in different fonts. You are ALWAYS welcome on my blog and I will always feel welcome and safe in sneeze f.etish spaces.
Except for that weird discourse a while back about how us non-f.etish-havers were "intruding on kink spaces." That was fucking weird. Bruh I'm holding a plate of brownies and erotica for you to have what do you MEAN I'm intruding
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gloomysoup · 2 months
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i'm about to go on a bit of a personal ramble here for a minute. i feel like i have a lot to say and no one to say it to, and i feel like my blog has become this safe space for me to say those things. i've shared pieces of myself (my creative work) that i haven't shared with other people before. so i'm going to get a little more personal. if you want to read, great. if not, that's fine too. maybe we'll all get something out of this. maybe we won't. either way, it's here.
i've lived in the same county, with the same people, for twenty years. twenty years in a small, conservative, god-fearing place. every single household in my neighborhood goes to church every sunday. they have bible study in my neighborhood for the adults that meets every week. i've grown up around a lot of small-mindedness when it comes to social issues. which put a lot of strain on my mental health, growing up different from anyone else. i never really fit in, even in my friend groups. there's this expectation that everyone seems to have.
i always knew i was different. there was something about me. there's a lot of things, actually, but i really just want to focus on one in particular. i never had an interest in boys. not once. i didn't really think much of it until other people my age made comments about it. i never had a boyfriend, aside from once in probably first or second grade. and we were friends, only "dated" for maybe two days. that was that. i don't really ever count it. dating never seemed like a very big deal to me for a long time. i was much more focused on school and sports. eventually i realized i was a lot more interested in girls than i ever was in boys.
i fought thru a lot of internalized stuff before i came to the conclusion that i was absolutely 100% definitely a lesbian (along w a lot of trial and error in the form of awkward college experiences). i had a lot of issues throughout middle and high school that i don't particularly need to get into. all that really matters is now.
this year, i made a vow to myself. id do more to truly love myself. to be who i am, unashamedly. i made a few changes to my diet (eating healthier, listening to the advice my doctor gave me ten years ago that i should have listened to back then, actually eating regularly for the first time in years). i got a new job, which i actually really enjoy despite how tired i always am. i love the kids i work with. my coworkers are amazing. which brings me to the latest decision i've made in an effort to keep my promises to myself.
i'm done hiding. i don't want to feel ashamed of who i am just because it doesn't fit the mold. up until recently, i've been pretty selective about who i tell that i'm gay. i never wanted it to get back to my family. i didn't want them to know. i'm still not sure i do, but it's time i stop trying to walk on eggshells all the time. i'm not sure i'll be able to say anything outright, but i don't want to hide it away anymore. i don't want to pretend to be someone i'm not. i don't want to put up more masks every time i leave the safety of my room.
i'm going to a concert in june. pride month. the concert is for my favorite queer artist. i don't want to hide my excitement at finally getting to see her live just because i'm afraid of what people will say. i don't want to carefully think through every little thing before i say something or do something, just in case it's a little too gay to brush off.
i think this is finally the year i embrace myself for who i am. maybe i'll even finally go to a pride event and post pictures. i don't want to be afraid anymore. i don't want to hide anymore. maybe this will backfire on me. maybe it won't. i guess i won't know unless i try.
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hey!! <3 can i get headcanons of yukina with a s/o who loves to compliment her and is totally head over heels for her ?? 🥹🥹
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You praise me too much
Yukina with an s/o that praises for her
Notes: Thank you for the request! I open my requests after I realized my drafts weren't gonna work 💀. Istg bandori annons are the fastest people I've ever seen. Bandori annons are probably so fast they can rewind time 💀
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Yukina
Why do you praise her so much. She doesn't find herself worthy of it to be honest. Someone so loving as you...she can't take it but she can't say no to it either
Winter was getting especially chilly out she was going to leave but you were like "no" as She got to circle freaking sweating. "YUKINA?! YOU FEEL LIKE A HUMAN HEATER!!" "Thank you ako.." The Roselia practice was canceled as everyone was enjoying yukina the human heater
Admittedly she wakes you up in the middle of the night to tell you the most important of things. "I'm cold" suddenly you're so active you simply become a Gatorade jumbo bottle. You get 2 more blankets and put them over her you don't need a blanket she does! You ended up sleeping without a blanket waking up seeing the cat blanket she brought on your lap
If you were at her place and that was to happen...why you simply have to become the blanket yourself. Holding her in your arms and dozing off to sleep.
She would show you her outfits before shows. You would always cover your face and look through your fingers "you look amazing my dear" you manage to mumble out.
She would never hear the end of your consistent love for her even if she would be mad at you she can't resist you. Afterall you know her better than she knows herself. "Yukina!" "..." "Don't give me silent treatment for not letting you pet a cat! How about this I'll take you to a cat cafe this weekend" an offer she can't refuse. "Fine" "Yay :D"
Whenever she compliments you, you always fluster up an complement her too. "I may have beautiful eyes to stare at but you'll always be the apple of my eye dear" calling her dear is gonna have her flipping and flopping internally
Your friends decided to test you and played only a second of a Roselia song. You answered them all correctly without hesitation. "Yo one of them barely had any sound-" "I recognize that iconic key of black shout" "HUH-"
You were at your job and they started playing Roselia. You could barely do your job thinking of Yukina. They had to put you in the back to wash dishes...
You wouldn't live with yourself I'd yukina had to lift anything to do anything. "Y/n why'd you stop me-" "I refuse to let you open a door" "what-" You opened the door holding it open. "Enter please"
You love seeing her after concerts. "YUKINAAA" You're almost crying twirling her in your arms. "That was *sob* beautiful *sob*" Shell never get used to how your able to lift her so easily
Yukina likes bringing up past memories with you on night when you two are about to sleep. "Remember when you asked me out? You nearly ran out of the stage." "You saw that-" You two giggle a bit "remmber our secound date? With the roller coaster?" "You screamed in my ear the whole time" "you shook me just to tell me about a cat-" "...it was cute" "cute than me?" "...." suddenly she's asleep
Speaking of lifting things easily you where helping her do groceries and told her to unlock her door. As soon as she turned around she saw you carring all of the bags in both hands. "Why your hands shouldn't be foiled by these bags" you say fleetingly "can you open the door-" "oh"
If she ever where to sleep on you you're suddenly canceling your plans for the day. Blush all over your face you're not allowed to move. For now on you're a rock. Unmoveable unless there were an outside force. You didn't wanna leave her but you had plans..."I'll do em tomorrow...but I can't wait for tommrow it's Monday tommrow...hmmm" so you desperately pulled off a Indiana Jones, you tried to replace yourself with a pillow. She woke up on a pillow with your face drawn on a piece of paper attached to it. "Sorry I had to go" posted on it.
Sometimes you would stay over and she would wake up to breakfast in bed. You somehow know she's awake and nearly run into her room with a small table in hand "Well I see you're awake I made pancakes with cat-shaped printings" You place down the table and go to grab a glass of water yukina basically stunned by the cats. How is she gonna eat it?! It's....it's too cute... you come back it and she hasn't touched them just staring. "Do you not like my cooking that much? wait you didn't even try them-" That morning she did eat the pancakes after thanking you she left the cat parts untouched tho...
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Top 10 unconventional ways to lose your virginity in a Bible honoring way
10. You're a virgin, but you're dating a boy who is very, very enthusiastic about sex. But then, on the date, you realize you really don't want to, but now the whole thing feels like a weird obligation, a social norm you'll never be able to leave behind
9. You were a virgin until some kind of spiritual experience, at which point a god tells you you have to share your virginity with the whole church, so you do, but you just end up with really awkward feelings about sex being one of the things you're giving away to the whole church
8. You're kind of a jerk, and your new (inevitable) girlfriend is really shy, and one night you're just like "I'll just come over and give her a blowjob if she wants that, I don't see why I would feel a sense of obligation about this, if I just did it, I was going to do it eventually anyway so why not just do it now," and it turns out that she wants to do it because she likes sex more than you do
7. You have to go on a date with this boy who is in the choir and he has an intense crush on you, but he's this very serious and intense Christian and has to say a lot of Bible verses on a date, and it's a kind of uncomfortable experience because you're thinking about "oh God, what does he think, oh God, should I make him stop talking, oh God, I feel this intense compulsion to keep talking, I should just sit there and stare at him until I lose track of time and then what will I have to do," but at the end of the date you feel really guilty about making him wait so long because you can't keep talking about the Bible the whole time and you just kind of look at him and feel the guilt building up and then you say you have to go home early and leave him with a "God's speed" thing and it's probably the worst date you've ever been on, but you go back home feeling like a total failure
6. You know this girl who has this really intense sexual experience which has the effect of turning her into a literal demon. And then, in this sort of surreal time loop, she winds up becoming your best friend, and then you break up and then she gets turned into a demon, and then you wind up with a new best friend who also had this intense sexual experience which has the effect of turning her into a literal demon, and then (etc.)
5. You're the only virgin in your small, conservative high school. You don't know how to do the sexual thing right, because that's the sort of thing you just don't know how to figure out until you do it with someone else, and when you finally talk to someone you really like you mention it, and they're like "oh no, don't worry about it, I do it all the time, you'll figure it out, just do exactly what I do next time" and then it's too late. You don't know how to do it with other people because you do not know what it is you should do
4. Your friend is trying to impress a girl, and she gives them a sex ed speech so they can do the sex thing, and it is not the sort of thing that can work unless you do it in exactly the right way with exactly the right timing, but you have been on a bunch of dates with her before and you know that she has really specific requirements, and it turns out the right answer is to have sex in a really awkward way with some other girl who knows nothing about the subject. Later, there's a party, and your friend's friend says "oh you know that girl, she said she had sex with your friend in a way which is very weird" and you ask your friend "what is the right way to do it, exactly?" and they just say "don't worry about it, it'll come to you when you've had more experience" and then later there's some sort of awkward party sex thing that isn't right and your friend says "you should have asked me what that felt like," because this is your life now
(Note: it is entirely plausible that any of this could actually happen in a real-life situation)
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bubblymochicat · 2 years
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Hello there
Im droppin in you ask box to ask questions about Hanahaki wukong au and some ideas that i had
So does it afect his powers and mayby his behavior or do they stay the same? Or like each time they incounter macaque does it start hurting more or less? Also how do others react to wukong having hanahaki? Will they know why?
And the idea so i myself have this hc that the reason swk left macaque was some what of similar to why he left after mei got the fire and left like maybe at one of the fights the two were at macaque ends up geting badly hurt and wukong realises that macaque could have died just bc he wamted to protect him and then tells macaque that its better if they split up so that mac wouldn't get hurt . But macaque didn't see it as an act of consern and thout wukong thinks that he is weak and then they start fighting at some point the fight becomes physical and then swk almost kills him but then realises what hes doing and steps back and just leaves leaveing macaque to think that wukong lookes down on him and stuff. If you want you can use it
I just for some reason live the idea and want to see how you go with it.
Okay, to start off, thank you so much for reaching out with this ask!!! I am so excited to have people ask me stuff :D!!!
Now, back to business. When I was thinking about this concept I didn't really think much about Wukong himself would change on the surface. Kind of the only difference attitude wise that I was thinking would him being a little more subdued and a little quieter.
Not alarmingly so, just a smidgen. His power would basically be unaffected by it unless he's around Mac, because then it gets harder to suppress the coughing and plants taking root in his lungs.
Basically, if he's around Mac for long periods of time, or kind of lingering on his feelings for him, then his magic has to work harder to try and suppress the hanahaki, making him get drained easier. Again, no drastic differences, but subtle stuff.
You know I gotta keep it subtle to build up to that big dramatic reveal 😂.
As for others, I gotta do a little deep dive into my brain to explain the vibe for this. For this au, I feel like Wukong wouldn't immediately realize that he has hanahaki. Like he legit went like 200 years or something occasionally hacking up flower petals whenever he though of Mac and just kind of went with it/ignored it.
Aaayyyyy, procrastination king
He probably didn't even notice it for a while since his magic was subconsciously full body tackling it. I lowkey feel like he wouldn't really realize what's wrong with him until MK first meets Mac. He sensed his essence or whatever the fuck they do and the hanahaki flared up for the first time in like a century.
After MK left he probably collapsed in a heap as coughs ripped through his throat dragging a fist full of bloody flower petals up his throat. Leaving him confused, scared, and a smidgen concerned.
At that moment he realizes what he has and immediately starts doing everything he can to hide it from everyone. So others probably wouldn't even know. At least not until SWK gets body snatched by LBD. She would probably use it to try and gain leverage in a fight.
Most of the gang would be confused as to what hanahaki is, except Mac and Tang. They know and are very concerned. Mac is very confused because, wtf do you mean SWK has a deadly disease for unrequited love??? How?? When did he fall in lo- IT'S FOR ME?????
Like I said. Dramatic reveals. Ooooooh, but what if no one but Mac knew what it waaassss. If that were the case, then the team would be confused and concerned but probably forget about it during the fight.
I'll have to think more about the reveal and reactions.
Your headcanon is beautiful 😍 That is a very Wukong thing to do. He would spend so long feeling so bad and making it worse by pushing Mac away 🥲 I'm pretty sure that's what actually happened between them. Just some big dumb misunderstanding because they are bad at feelings.
Sorry for the really long response, I get very excited when people ask me stuff
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patchesproblem · 1 year
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I was rambling about this earlier on twitter but it's easier to type and explain myself on here so!!! This is about my AU, so if you're confused that's why lmao.
Rambling mainly about Tesla and Karl tbh.
So with Karl and Welt making their appearance I got to thinking about all of the characters relationships with each other, and I've come to an amazing realization.
So I was thinking.. How would Tesla and Karl get along?
NOW one of the things I want to note before this is that Karl would probably care about her either way. He's just the caring dad figure who never knows what's happening and I love him for it. However, I feel like over time he slowly gains her trust to the point he's basically become Tesla's father figure that she never had.
Like in game Tesla has trust issues, for good reasons. AND just like in game she will relentlessly bully and harass any man in her sights just for the funsies. In conclusion she does not trust any man within a billion mile radius of her. So it would take awhile for her to actually trust Karl enough to actually open up.
I feel Karl was probably extremely concerned about her, and just over time slowly gained her trust enough to where she'd at least kinda talk to him. How he exactly gained her trust, honestly not sure. I feel like she could just tell that he wasn't malicious by the way he acted, and probably what she heard about him from Einstein. I'd say she trusted things Welt said, but honestly she doesn't lmao. Just like siblings they're at each others throats every other day and they refuse to trust a word the other says. (They care about each other. They just also want to kill the other sometimes. Yanno, just sibling things.)
As for their relationship, I feel like he's probably one of the only people she actually trusts. Basically she only completely trusts him and Einstein, to put it plainly lmao. He treats her and Einstein like his own and he'd probably drop anything if they need help or anything.
I think he was probably the first, if only, person she ever fully opened up to about what's happened in her life. Not even in a "lol I have issues" way, but legitimately was actually honest about everything without just brushing it off.
A little idea that I thought of earlier is that Karl was probably the first person Tesla talked too when she finally came to terms with the fact she'd grown to like Ein just because she trusted him enough to not completely ridicule her or shame her. Tbh he probably helped her get through it because I feel like Plancks relentless teasing, although isn't inherently malicious, probably affected her way more than she meant to. Bonus points if Karl never even brought it up to her or said anything about it unless she was talking about it to him, and even at that he never teased or really shamed her.
His first reaction was probably just confusion tbh. Like why is this child upset because they like their friend. Then the realization hit him and he's just like "Oh. You know that explains a lot actually."
Mans probably just pretended it never happened and doesn't even act like he knows anything. Complete opposite of Planck essentially LMAO-
Also just had an idea that he occasionally gets dragged along by Tes and Ein to help them with some experiment. It has back fired a few times, yet he still goes to help them just because. Probably comes to visit them when they go to lab 42 tbh.
None of this probably sounds coherent but also I'm just throwing thoughts into the void so it's okay. End of rant, I'll be back later probably.
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