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#aaaaa the red patch
kneelingshadowsalome · 11 months
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ok...your "How possessive is König..." post...holy scheiße
I mean...I can see how much fun you had writing that & me reading it!
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this is his new flag patch from now on...after your post he is the president of the RFC "red flag community"
this is getting so spicy 🌶🌶🌶 I cannot wait for more to just burn me to a fucking crisp
Your honor, this man is a walking, talking red flag. (I'm having so much fun, this must be illegal)
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monotone-artist · 1 year
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i lost the battle of wills and made zelda ocs. i'm actually super excited about them aaaaa
they were both orphaned when calamity ganon came, and they found each other and became each other's family instead <33 i want to make a gerudo, zora, and goron too but i'm waiting for the Inspiration to strike me (hopefully before art fight comes around asjdhsdfj)
[id: reference sheets for a couple legend of zelda ocs, a rito and a hylian. the rito, fesyvi [faye-see-vee], is primarily gray and white. she has black patches on her shoulders; a black-and-white tail, ponytail, and braids (two that go over her shoulders); a black tuft of "hair" over her face; a single black stripe from her eye to her beak; and freckles. there are pink feathers at the outward corner of her eye and the ends of her braids. she a big wooden bead in each braid, red hairbands, and golden eyes. she's wearing a yellow shirt with leather straps, a red cloth on her waist, a blue midsection, and pants with purple, green, and pink patches sewn on them. there's a drawing of just her outstretched wing to better show the colors. she's standing in a wide stance, one hand on her hip, the other lifted as she holds one finger up smiling.
the hylian is atai [uh-tie]. he is black, with dark hair in a wolf's tail and an undercut. his eyes are dark brown. he has a single pink earring, which has a black-and-white feather connected to it, and a leather cord shell necklace; both of these have a separate drawing to show them in more detail. he's wearing a black hylian hood, a light blue tunic with purple squiggly markings on the sleeves and hem, green arm wraps, dark blue pants, and pinkish-red boots. he has a red sash, a belt with a pouch, leather knee and elbow pads, and black fingerless gloves. his nails are painted bright green. he's standing similarly to fesyvi, with one hand on his hip and the other holding a finger up, also smiling. end id]
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jlushie · 2 years
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Heyhey!! Your writing is asdfghjklzxvnxm SO GOOD!! 💖 The way you wrote Sam and Harvey in the general all-bachelor hcs I especially love… if you get a chance would you mind doing some general headcanons/fluff for just Harvey? I really like the way you write him and it would be great to see more!! Thank you 💖💖💖
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YOU’RE ALL TOO KIND 😭💞
You’re all so sweet- 🥺 I usually go through my fics and hardcore judge how I worded sentences, or how I misspell things aaaaa
Thank you both for the sweetness!! I’m glad you both like my writing! <333
So, with that being said… enjoy some Harvey headcanons! Remember, these are in no particular order!! Enjoy!~ <3
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Some Harvey Headcanons! <333
Harvey is such a sweet guy with so much love to give! He’s also adorably shy at times, and its just so cute!
He is very kind and gentle with you. He truly appreciates you spending time with him when you both can be busy with your careers and passions, and wants to make sure you feel loved, and the time you gave him was worth it.
He’s a bit self conscious… He just sometimes feels like he isn’t good enough, and tends to compare himself to others. He also has the fear he’s holding you back, whether that be because of his fears or some other reason. Please assure him just how much you love him! He really needs it. But once he hears it come from you he feels a comforted. After all, he holds your opinion higher than his or anyone else’s.
He is a very doting husband and lover. He does practically anything you need or would like him to do. Some of the things he does for you consist of making you dinner every night, fixing you up whenever you get wounded, and maybe a controversial opinion… He dances with you.
I don’t know why, but he just gives the vibe he would slow dance with you to a record or something. Sure, he’s not great at it, and sometimes stumbles on his feet and such, but that only makes you two laugh before you keep dancing.
Like Sebastian, I don’t think he’s really big on PDA. Not because he really hates it per say, more of he gets super flustered.
“D-Dear! Y-You scared me! …What? I’m turning red? O-Of course I am…. I always do when I talk with you…”
He continues to be flustered even after you two got married. He can’t help it! You’re just too sweet of a person for him to comprehend.
If you tease him, he’ll only get even more flustered. But there is the incredibly cute moments (not that all Harvey moments aren’t cute) where, while flustered, he lets out these embarrassed chuckles and the thought just makes me ascend.
He tries to have fun and sweet dates! He makes them as romantic as he can, while also making sure you enjoy the time you spend together. As discussed, he loves to make you dinner every night, so he’ll have a ton of romantic dinners with you!
He’d also try new activities, or some really fun ones like the hot air balloon ride! Even if it downright terrified him, and still does, the thought of being with you is more then enough to motivate him into doing it.
“Don’t worry about me being scared, darling… For you, it’s worth it!”
He gets terrified whenever someone brings you home from the mines, or when you manage to get home, but with a dangerously low health bar. He literally shrieks when he sees you in such a state.
He almost starts crying as he patches you up. He already couldn’t bear to think of you hurt in any way, and seeing it was way worse then anything he could imagine. Losing you is the worst thing that ever crossed his mind, and he just wants you to be safe and happy.
When you wake up, you are met with Harvey sitting beside you, holding your hand tightly. The moment you say anything he’s on you, holding you gently as he rambles about how worried he was.
“Please… Please be careful next time dear… I don’t know what I’d do without you…”
This is unrelated to whats above, but he enjoys getting you little gifts you like and seeing your face light up. It just makes him feel giddy.
This also might be random, but he likes to hear you ramble about your passions. Even if he has literally no idea what you’re talking about, he likes to hear you out, and then educate himself on what you were talking about so he can be more engaging next time.
He tends to ramble about things he loves and enjoys, so he’d like if you could hear him out too! It makes him feel so loved, just because you’re listening to him.
He, like Sebastian, is a lot more affectionate in private. And he enjoys giving you massages! It helps with stress, and he just wants to make sure you’re comfortable and happy!
He is the best bachelor for when you’re injured or sick. He knows exactly what to do and how to comfort you.
If you guys have kids, he’ll be pretty nervous about anything and everything that could potentially hurt the baby. Expect the house to be baby proof x5. He might even baby proof the farm itself.
He’d also probably be one of the most knowledgeable bachelors when it comes to kids (besides Shane and Sam), since he read books on parenting and all sorts of other different books on the subject.
Overall, he’s a wonderful husband and lover to you. He just wants to ensure your health and happiness, while also making sure your relationship is nothing but loving! <333
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thyandrawrites · 2 years
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i just realized white touya’s little red patches from official artwork may represent the little fire resistance he has as it was mentioned in vol 36 aaaaa
could be! in that light, the receding red as a kid can be read as symbolism for his weakening resistance as the burns spread
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wetbloodworm · 8 months
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#bg3 spoilers #bg3 dark urge spoilers
just a collection of pics with alternate hairstyles/looks for sabine, some just as options and some as vaguely tied into plot. i DO discuss plot here some so mind the spoilers tags above!!
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just your basic girl! i've tweaked her appearance as i've played her (and i downloaded hair mods and got the magic mirror patch lol) so most of my screenshots aren't... this... but THIS is how she looks through most of the game in my mind, from the start.
an alternate with a vanilla hairstyle i like in retrospect:
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i like that you can see her ears better with this one, and also having her hair hang just slightly in front of the Weird Eye is very good. it also looks slightly closer to how i draw her, if only with her hair being a bit straighter. i might actually swap her to this.
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i am not immune to giving characters haircuts to signify change. she does this shortly after getting the surge of memories back and realizing her connection to bhaal. starts wearing black and red less, too. just trying to make herself look and feel different from who she used to be.
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alternate shorter cut i hadn't considered before but LOOK AT HER! LOOK AT HER!!!!! AAAAA SHE'S SO CUTE
and also....
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post-getting her freedom from bhaal! i am also EXTREMELY not immune to using eye differences to signify change.
on that note...
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pre-amnesia. lost in the murder sauce.
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A Particularly Messy Clean Up: Dance n Prance Twirler Pt. 4
ALright!! We're gettin this done!! It's tine for...
Reconstructione!!!
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Loran helps me put the mechanism back in! It takes a bit of wriggling but it doesn't resist too bad! Then, we close it up with the Glou!
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Next, we patch up the little pips with some clay, spread really smooth and thin!
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And finally....
Her horn!
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We build her a new horn out of clay directly on the old stub, and then we push the head back onto the body! No need for gluing, the mechanism holds it in place just fine!
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Next up... Painting!!
Oh how I loathe painting
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These are the colors I'm using, red white and pink to mix something sorta like her body color!
Be sure to thin the color with water for easier painting! I'm still workin on that
This looks like a good shade!
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Oh my grislow this always happens
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Aaaaa always remember! Paint dries a bit darker than it is wet
Still, I do my best to make the colors at least look somewhat natural! But boy am I bad at painting
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Now we just let her dry and hope she doesn't mind it much when she looks into the mirror!
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We put her head back on and done! Not my best work... but we all start somewhere...! Perhaps I will see her again once my skills have been sufficiently strengthened!
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linafication · 3 years
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hey so whenever i ask for people to send me asks/messages/anything I feel like I’m being needy & annoying so I’m sorry about that but uhhhhhh if y’all wanna ask me about my ocs please do that I wanna talk about them 👉👈
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n6918 · 2 years
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Blake wanted to learn about a kink her girlfriend has. She was surprised when Yang admitted to being a cuckquean, and even more so on who to do it with.
“Alright my golden dragon.” Blake whispered hot and slowly in Yang’s ear, “Who do you want to watch railing me?”
“...My dad,” Yang said with a red face.
Blake: … you naughty slut~
Yang: 😣
Late on Patch
Blake: FUCKKKK YEASSS!
Tai: agugh aaaaa uh hu uh uh fuck your tight!
Blake: harder daddy
Yang: hmmmmmmmmmm~ aaaaa~ ahhhh~
Tai: oh fuck I’m going toooo
Blake: cum in me baby!
Tai: AAAAAAAHHHHHHUGGGGaaaa~
Blake: mmmmmmhhhmmmmm~ so full~ did you enjoy the show?
Yang: yes I did~
Blake: good, now come eat your dads cum out of my pussy or I’m turning off your vibrators
Yang: yes mistress
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red-balloon12 · 2 years
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demon moth pirate.
Demon moTH PIRATE!
DEMON MOTH PI-
(Okay now for some actual feedback-)
She looks like an actual manager now! One of the things that I didn’t like about her first design was that she didn’t look like a manager. She looks really professional now. Only set back is that this doesn’t look like something she’d wear outside of the hotel often. But that just means we’ll se her in more outfits which is a win for me! I kinda miss the stripes but that’s okay, gray suits her better. I wish they put more emphasis on her eye patch tho….like if they’re gonna go for a pirate aesthetic then go all out dang it!
Speaking of eyes, her eyes and her bow look sharper which I like cus it brings out the fierceness of her personality and I actually like the red. A common critique for the redesigns has almost always included that there’s too much red. But it think it works well for Charlie and Vaggie. Also the hotel’s red is more like a maroon so the red won’t blend too much (like calm down guys-)
And finally….
HER HAIR LOOKS LIKE A MOTH’S WINGS AND AAAAA- I will say I wish they did a LITTLE more (like maybe give her red antennae that matches her bow)
Overall she looks good! Her hair and her pose is probably the things I like the best. (Also is it me or does she looks a little more swole in this? Just me? K-)
Edit: So apparently (and allegedly) Vaggie’s job changed. She’s now the “protector of the hotel” which I guess it means she’s now head security. Which of this is true, it’s a downgrade in the hierarchy scale but it does fit Vaggie’s personality more. Plus if this is true, we get to see Vaggie fight more and be an absolute powerhouse. (Now I might be wrong and “protector of the hotel” is just another way of saying manager.)
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pastafossa · 2 years
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the newest chapters of the red thread!!! aaaaa sfjshdjdshd i'm so glad that the angst arc is finally over 😭😭
I got your back my friend! Couldn't keep them apart for too long which is why I made every painful second count mwahaha. There'll still be some heavy discussions and stuff later, and it obviously won't be patched up in a day, but for the most part we're heading towards a solid 'resolved' on this communication-wise. The Big Secret is out, and Matt is still here. Now it's time for them to figure out how to work on it as a couple.
Foggy, in the distance: 'please tell me it's therapy. Oh, it's not? Shocker. I am shocked. This is my shocked face. 😒'
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hey! just wanted to say i loved your bitna character study, AAAAA. if you’d be up for writing one from gyuhyun’s perspective, including the internal conflict he feels being “wanted” only in the dark by bitna, i’d give you my liver.
Fandom: Nevertheless (K-Drama)
Rating: E
Tags: Oh Bitna x Nam Gyuhyun, Canon Compliant, Character Study, Friends to Lovers, Angst with a Happy Ending, Implied Sexual Content, Internal Conflict
Read on Ao3 here
hope u enjoy it anon and other nevertheless fans!!
send me more nevertheless prompts on tumblr, I’d be happy to fill them out
Title from 5 Seconds of Summer’s Youngblood
i give, and i give, and i give and you take (youngblood)
Gyuhyun doesn’t believe in love at first sight. It’s a joke, and he laughs at the very notion of it. He does, however, believe in falling in love with your best friend. It’s far too easy, and when you have a best friend like Oh Bitna, it’s almost too easy.
He knows better than to hope. Bitna, she’s cut from the same cloth as Park Jaeeon, and they both prefer to hide their emotions and commitment issues. Bitna, however, isn’t like Jaeeon in the way she knows it’s not a game, she doesn’t break hearts for fun. He knows her better than anybody, and her conquests aren’t a notch on her bedpost. She’s looking for love, but she’s too afraid. 
He doesn’t pity Bitna, no she would hate that. But he does empathize with her. He can see the real Bitna, that sweet girl who hides herself under the shroud of her college persona. When he sees her, he doesn’t see Bitna news, the player or the social butterfly, he can see much more. He knows how observant she is, how talented, how manipulative. 
He thinks he loves her. He knows she’d laugh.
He’s never met someone like Bitna before - his previous girlfriends were all kind and sweet and lovely, but not her. He’s seen her when she breaks sometimes when she just can’t keep on the mask for much longer. 
He can’t understand why she believes she’s weak. She’s the strongest person he knows. She carries the weight of the world on her shoulders, and he just wants to carry the burden with her. He wants to support her through all her anguish and internal suffering.
He wants to be with her not as friends, but as lovers. He wants to indulge her every request, go out drinking with her and bring her back when she gets wasted, as usual, kiss her until she steals his every breath right from his lungs.
He hadn’t planned to sleep with her that day. On a typical day, when he’d be fully sober, his heart would ache at how beautiful she looked and he’d drop her off home. It’s only in the shroud of the night, under his covers, he’d remember her glossy eyes, her red lips, her coloured hair - he’d tug himself and bring him to completion with Bitna’s name on his lips.
He wonders if she’s ever touched herself to the thought of him. Has she ever brought herself to the edge wondering if her small lithe fingers could be replaced with his thicker, rougher ones?
He imagines it is her tiny hands around him, not his own. She’s obviously more experienced than him, she’d know what to do exactly. The strength with which to pump him, her clever tongue would swirl around him, she’d lick that soft patch underneath - the one she’d know makes him shudder and gasp in pleasure. It wouldn’t be long before he comes.
He’d reciprocate the favour with her because everything concerned, he does believe in mutual reciprocity and being a gentleman. Bitna deserves everything, the world, everything he alone can’t give to her.
He’d love her every day as if it was their last day together. He’d kiss her every day as if it was the first one. He just wants her - mistakes, hurt, reputation, and all.
She brought herself closer to him, and the alcohol in his system had made him weak. He’d never have done this, otherwise. He believes it’s the start of something new (He’s wrong).
When he takes her to her room, she grabs at his shirt and tightly and pulls him down to kiss him hard. From there, she drags him inside, he barely manages to kick the door close, and clothes are coming off.
All he can see is him and her, entwined together, coming together, being together.
It’s only after they sleep together that he wonders if Bitna will truly accept him. He waits for her outside, as she showers - possibly contemplating their decision.
She tells him it’s a mistake and he can’t hear his heart breaking because of the ringing in his ears. He doesn’t what to do save leave her and think about it.
The next day at breakfast, she parrots back what she said that night. She doesn’t want to be with him. Despite her excuses and his heartbreak, that’s okay.
They are still friends, he hopes.
To get his mind off things, he agrees to go on a date. It’s nice, she’s sweet and a lot like his exes but that’s okay. She’s nothing like Bitna and that’s what matters. 
They go out drinking but she likes everything Bitna doesn’t. She prefers low alcohol drinks, prefers keeping her inhibitions, prefers finding that one man who she’ll love forever.
He wants to like her, he truly does, but he can’t. Every time she does something opposite to what Bitna would have done, he cringes. The date is filled with painted smiles and small talk rather than raucous laughter and large grins.
Bitna barges in on the one moment his date is actually being funny and he feels like maybe he can give this a shot. She spews some words and accusations that make him spit out his drink.
She leaves as soon as she goes - leaves him behind like she always does.
The other girl doesn’t last long. Yeah, they go out a couple of times. Once even for mint chocolate chip ice cream, which he truly hates (like Bitna) but apparently it’s good for insomnia.
He can’t sleep because of Bitna. She’s in his dreams every night and day. He wakes up and he’ll find her, etched onto his eyelids, and when he tries to go to bed, she’ll be there. This is how he’ll go insane, because of Oh Bitna. It’s to be expected, he always joked that her antics would lower his lifespan but turns out it wasn’t as much a joke as he thought.
He’s taken to sleeping in class these days. It’s the only way he can catch any sleep whatsoever when he passes out from pure exhaustion. He’s cranky, tired, sleepy, heartbroken, and just exhausted from everything going on in his life.
Bitna is his best friend, and he hates being distant from her. Park Jaeeon is concerned with his own life, and frankly, Gyuhyun isn’t concerned with the other Arts students.
He doesn’t want to push her - perhaps it is best to stay away.
In the end, she’s the one who brings them together. He stays back, choosing to work on his project, while all the other Arts students go out drinking. His mind clearly isn’t on the statue - it’s on Bitna, it almost always is. The professor knows this, and she tells him he can go early - it’s a treat on her, and she winks at him conspiratorially.
He just wanted to check in on them, but Bitna’s there and she’s quiet. She hides herself, and she’s very drunk, he can tell. Everyone around her is arguing about what to do with her. She’s very drunk and none of them want to take care of her.
He hates it - tells them to go their merry way, and takes responsibility for Bitna. It’s no hour for a drunk girl like herself to walk back to her room. They may be in a state of limbo about whatever the fuck they are - friends? But that’s no excuse to leave her out here, he’s not that cruel. He’ll get her home.
She’s stubborn and difficult because nothing in his life is easy. She’s crying as he tries to move her. She’s asking him about why he got mint ice cream with that girl. And oh, he didn’t know she was there.
He’s sorry - that wasn’t for Bitna. He tells her the truth and confesses his insomnia to her. She may be drunk but her eyes are alight with understanding. 
They kiss - he prays it’s not a mistake for her. He tells her as much when they pull away, and she smiles at him as if she expected this. 
It’s not a mistake. It’s not a mistake. It’s not a mistake.
He takes her home - keeps her company, holds her hair back as she vomits (he doesn’t have the authority to control her drinking but he hopes she drinks less to extend her liver’s lifespan), cuddles her into the night.
They start dating, and he’s fucking over-joyed.
He kisses her, holds her, feeds her, and does all the things a couple would. He doesn’t notice for a bit that they only seem to exist in secret.
They are only a thing behind closed doors - it’s a matter before the house of cards comes crashing on them.
They never seem to go out in public - she asks him to not tell their friends, and he wants to respect her wishes but his heart isn’t in it.
He hates it. Why does she only want him in the dark? In closed doors? Away from prying eyes?
Is she ashamed of him?
Insecurities and worries trouble him and plague his nightmares.
Everything is fine until it isn’t.
The pot bubbles over. Shit happens. 
Suddenly, there are words thrown around - aimed to hurt, to choke, to cut. They can’t take them back.
What are Bitna and Gyuhyun now? He doesn’t know.
All he knows is that the house of cards has blown over and there’s nothing he can do.
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bokubear · 3 years
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pairing; denki kaminari x reader
sypnosis; denki figures it to be a good idea to invite you during this spooky season to a “haunted escape room”.
feat. a little bit of kirishima
warnings; cursing
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“DENKI IT IS TOO DARK. WHERE ARE YOU.”
you now practically crawled on top of the blonde, attempting to “find” him even though your hands were smashing his face while he lay beneath you.
actually, this all began when denki decided it would be a swell idea to invite you to a ‘haunted’ escape room to celebrate the beginning of october and the excitement of the scares yet it come.
now, you were at the appointed place, but the moment you got there, the lights were off and the employee simply pushed you both into the room.
kirishima had sent you a text beforehand saying: ‘good luck! don’t let denki have all the fun!’.
man you sured wished this was part of the experience.
“GODDAMMIT DENKI STOP GRABBING ME!” you shrieked angrily, shoving down your fear.
“uhm.. y/n.. that’s not me.. i’m across the room.”
suddenly, a shrill scream erupted from your chest.
if it wasn’t him, then who the hell was grabbing your shirt?
“AAAAA DENKI HELP ME YOU COWARD!!! IM GOING TO DIE!!!!” you ran blindly forwards, towards the direction you heard his voice last.
“y/n! over here!”
a soft amount of electricity elicited from his palms, ever-slightly lighting the room as a diy flashlight.
“ok… i think the best plan of action is to find clues.. luckily we have an hour remaining, we can use my electricity as a light source.”
you nodded your head, regarding denki’s words, this reminded you that you had to keep a level head. denki may be a class-clown, but he was also from the infamous UA. he had been trained for this.
“as much as it scared me.. i want to find the thing that scared me..” you shuddered, reminded of the grabby hands on your shirt.
too close.
the two began a search, trailing behind denki carefully. the air was thick with tension.
“denki! i see something.. it’s a writing! this could be a clue!”
denki hurried to your location, squinting at the lettering.
eyes widening.
“is that… written in blood?”
a slow response.
you gagged at the thought.
what if it really was?
at the moment you wouldn’t be surprised. such a strange entrance to an escape room left the situation quite likely.
“ok.. don’t panic.. actually no. i’m about to scream like a girl right now so it’s okay to scream.” denki nodded his head humbly, even though his head was screeching with horror.
“denki. do you hear..breathing?”
slowing turning around, a low, guttural groan was heard. ugly, green and brown patches of skin bubbled.
inches from your faces.
a zombie.
a freaking zombie.
“KYAAAAAAAAAAAA—-“
“A ZOMBIE DENKI DONT YOU DARE LEAVE ME— Y/N I NEED TO LIVE-“
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a few minutes later, you reunited with denki, not hesitating to give him a sour glare.
“if there’s zombies, there could be anything. also, i think i know what the blood letter said.” you gulped, finding it difficult to stomach the thought even now.
“yeah?” denki ushered, eager to get out of this living hell.
“ i think it said something along the lines of: ‘find the door-blocker and tell him the answer to the riddle he gives you’”
profusely sprinting towards where denki’s light led, you arrived at a doorway.
a dark shadow loomed.
from your position now, you interpreted that this ‘door-blocker’ could be anything.
it gave you chills.
“uh-..sir? we’re here for the riddle.” denki offered hesitantly, voice shaky.
slowly, the figure emerged to the light.
he had broad horns that sat neatly atop a mop of jet-black hair. eyes a scolding red that burned into your skull. he was very tall.
hot.
“the riddle you say? well. answer me this.
“a person who built it sold it. a person who bought it never sold it. the person who used it never saw it. what is it?”
a long silence.
“denki.. we have 3 tries.. think hard ok?” placing a feeble hand to the sweaty ball of electricity, you gave the boy a strained smile.
“ok ok ok. i think i have it. a mummy?..” denki wearily asked.
“incorrect. two tries remaining.”
swallowing the growing lump in your throat. you mustered your courage.
“a ghost! right..?”
“incorrect. one try remaining.”
now you were panicking. there was no hope. your head was already fully screwed up with thoughts of getting out. none actually thinking about the riddle.
you plopped down on your bum, a finger blatantly swaying in front of your face.
“denki don’t worry. i got thi-“ a coffin! it has to be a coffin! they built the coffin, sold it, then they buried the person so they never saw it! hah! i’m a genius!”
a smirk spread across the door-blockers face.
“correct. you may pass.”
you squealed, leaping onto denki.
“OH MY GOSH DENKI I LOVE YOU YOU’RE A GENIUS!!!”
you smooched his cheek loudly. a dramatic smacking sound was heard.
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“ok but can i just say that door-blocker dude was smoking hot.” you glanced in denkis direction.
he frowned.
“quit checking out the dudes that will keep you locked up in an escape room for the rest of your life.”
denki laughed. your reaction was golden.
“well i’m sorry, i was taking the opportunity to treasure looking at his handsome face.” snickering, you stuck out your tongue teasingly.
“lies. i’m far cuter.” denki winked.
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-maak
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kobochajunkbox · 3 years
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Who are your top 3 favorite characters of all time?
Hello! Okay so I read this and the first thing my brain proceeded to do was forget every single character I have ever loved ever in my whole life- jfdjgjr so that’s helpful- thanks brain!! AAAAA I've literally just stared at this like trying to figure out who would be my top 3 favs out of every piece of media I’ve ever enjoyed....and I just don’t think I can! I love sooooo many characters from so many things- it just feels impossible for me to decide! SO while struggling to answer this I got the fun idea to ask a few people who’ve known me a while who they’d guess my favs were based off who they could remember me gushing about at length in the past. XD Here’s what we came up with: Person A: 1)Goro Majima (Yakuza/Ryu Ga Gotoku- series) 2)Arthur Morgan (Red Dead Redemption 2) 3)Phoenix Wright (Ace Attorney) (or as they put it: ‘eye patch guy’, ‘cowboy guy’, and ‘attorney guy’ respectively XD) Person B: 1)Dimitri (Fire Emblem 3 Houses) 2)Nero (Devil May Cry 5) 3)Vergil (Devil May Cry 5/or DmC Devil May Cry...I’ve talked about both a lot this past year lol) Person C: 1) Squall (Final Fantasy 8)/Cloud (Final Fantasy 7)-(apparently these were a tie) 2) Dante (Devil May Cry- could be any game in the series technically- but I’m guessing they meant DmC since he’s been my main Best Boy recently and I was talking with this person about him/the drawings I did of him the past few months) 3)Leon (Resident Evil- series) Person D: 1) ‘okay Leon for sure’ djhfjrherhtk (Resident Evil) 2)Jake/Sherry because you can’t have one without the other (Resident Evil 6- CORRECT- DO NOT SEPARATE THESE PRECIOUS CHILDREN djhgrbjbgjbr) 3)Dante (Devil May Cry- series)/Kiryu (Yakuza/Ryu ga Gotoku- series) Person E: 1)’Idk. Leon?’ (Resident Evil- series) kjhirknojw Honorable mentions were: Prompto (Final Fantasy XV), Vash the Stampede (Trigun), and Matsuno brothers- more specifically ’the blue guy’ (Karamatsu) and ‘the purple guy’ (Ichimatsu) from (Osomatsu-san) Okay so that was super fun!! XD By this I have been made to realize that I have apparently spoken quite a bit about Leon and Dante over the years dmfbjtgjr. XDDD To get an answer from me directly: I still don’t think I can pick overall top favs or anything...like I’d say it’s very dependent on what I’m very currently into as I ride the hype train of whatever I’m currently on, but like thinking of it as ‘characters I’ve continued to like for a long time’ (and that weren’t already mentioned), on the surface of my brain I came up with: Zidane (Final Fantasy 9), Tifa (Final Fantasy 7), and like Yosuke Hanamura (Persona 4). (Though I don't talk about them much ahah). XD Thanks for the ask! I hope it was somehow interesting if not very enlightening. Take care! :D
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by-inky · 3 years
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Hii, Inky. It's Phoenix from the OC server. Idk if you remember me but I remember that we had a ship but I don't remember which OC of yours was shipped with Skylar,,, {I feel really bad about forgetting because I can remember that it was such a cute ship we had and your OC was amazing,,, 😭} so if you remember who that was, I'd like to do the ask game thing with prompts 'attention' and 'fix'?? If you can't remember the ship, then that's Ok too,,,, ^^
AAAEEEE I REMEMBER I REMEMBER NO WORRIES TT all ships I make with other people’s ocs are kept in my heart aaAAA😩💖💓💕💗💓💖also it’s been a while since the last time I created material for Feng, so this is quite refreshing :Dc
[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention 
[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury 
[attention]
“Hey hey, Skylar!” Feng popped out from her side “It’s been a hot second I don’t see you, how are you?” he asked with a bright smile. However, Skylar didn’t seem to acknowledge him, given that she was listening to music in her earphones. Feng didn’t notice that and pouted, thinking that she was ignoring him “Yo, Sky! Are you mad at me or sum?” he asked, hyperactively hopping up and down around her. He frowned when he saw that she had her eyes closed all the time.
“Skyyyyylaaaaar” Feng continued, trying to get her attention like a little kid would do “Skylar! I’m Feng! Please open your eyes!!” he crossed his arms.
He felt quite stupid when he noticed the earphones cables. He got slightly upset for nothing. Skylar just wasn’t able to hear him. He felt relieved too, glad that she wasn’t ignoring him.
“Hey” Feng posed a hand on Skylar’s cheek. She opened her eyes and quickly took an earphone off, smiling when she saw who it was “Ah, hi Feng! I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you” she apologized with a nervous smile.
He chuckled “No problem” he posed his free hand on her other cheek and squished them a little “I was looking for you!”
[fix]
“Hey, are you- whoa, you’re bleeding!” Feng stopped his quick jog over Skylar when he noticed the red liquid on her knees.
“Yeah, I just... I just fell” Skylar let out a small hissing sound. The slight breeze made the wounds itch. It wasn’t the most comfortable feeling.
Feng approached her “We should get you patched up as soon as possible! That looks like it hurts”
“Don’t worry, I can handle- ow, Feng! What are you doing?” Skylar whimpered when she was thrown over his shoulder. Feng ran to the main building of his dorm since it was the closest one to their location, quietly thanking that there were medical objects there.
He entered, still carrying Skylar over his shoulder. He carefully posed her on a couch and got up “Stay here, aight? I’ll be back” and with that, he quickly walked away, just to be back mere minutes after.
“Here. Show it to me” Feng got on his knees to get a better look to the wounds on Skylar’s knees. He posed his hand on her leg and carefully dabbed a piece of cotton over the injuries, disinfecting them with peroxide. Skylar whined quietly over the stinging sensation “It’ll be over soon. Hang in there, okay?” Feng assured her.
When he finished disinfecting the wounds, he wrapped bandages over them meticulously “There! All done!” he got back up and put the meds back to their place “Be more careful next time, okay? I don’t like seeing you hurt” he gave Skylar a peck on her cheek with a smile plastered on his face.
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faulty-writes · 4 years
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Hello! I love your blog aaaaa,,, all fics are. so. good. I was wondering, can I request an scenario of Tokoyami and Amajiki (separately) with a crush who has a quirk that hurts her when she uses it and it leaves scars, especially in her back? And the bois (?) hurt her in a spar, but she says its ok, that it doesnt hurt that much because shes used to the pain? I know this is such a weird request, sorry askdj
[Rquests: OPEN.]
[I’m going to go ahead and say this I LOVE MY BOY TAMAKI <3 I always role play as him whenever I get the chance, thank God I have my own role play server. But he’s my cute little anxiety boy and I adore Tokoyami as well <3 That being said. I hope you enjoy!] 
Everything under the cut! 
Tokoyami Fumikage
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Tokoyami was someone who took everything seriously, there was no room to fool around when it came to being a hero and he dedicated most of his time to just that, his hero work. Of course, he was no stranger to asking for help as well as helping others. Which is why when you asked him to spar with you, he agreed. Both to help you and to be able to spend time with you which he found himself desperately wanting. 
Though much like him, you had a quirk that leaned more towards the dark side. But unlike most, you often experienced physical pain when you used your quirk. At first, you assumed it was due to the dark nature of it, but then you began to notice it left behind scars that pulsed with pain. Over the years you had gotten used to it however and it was rare that any form of pain bothered you. 
Which was part of the reason you tended to do good when it came to close combat and Tokoyami was more than a worthy opponent. You had managed to land a few hits on him but he eventually got the upper hands thanks to Dark Shadow and you ended up flying across the training field. Involatraily crying out when you hit the ground and your body bounced against it before rolling to a stop. 
You were covered in dirt and bleeding cuts and scrapes. Your clothes had rips in them and the shoulder that took the brunt of the impact coursed with pain. One of your legs was shaking as you stood back on your feet, reaching up to brush a piece of your hair out of your face. “Y/n!” Tokoyami called as he ran up to you, a fearful expression on his face as well as Dark Shadow’s. “Are you okay!? I didn’t mean to hit you that hard!” Shadow spoke before Tokoyami nodded. 
“Yes, please forgive me. I stepped out of line, are you okay?” he asked and you shrugged in response. Despite your condition, “I’m used to pain, so it doesn’t hurt. You don’t have to worry about me that much.” you replied and watched as Tokoyami narrowed his eyes and Dark Shadow looked at you with concern. “What do you mean used to pain?! That doesn’t sound good.” Tokoyami nodded in agreement with his quirk. 
“I agree and I’m afraid I can’t help but be concerned,” he said as he approached you and laid his hand on your shoulder. “You are a dear friend and I ...very much like you. I want you to be okay and well,” he said before you shrugged his hand away. “I said I’m used to it, it’s fine.” Tokoyami shook his head. “I disagree, I have noticed the number of scars you have, tell me. Is it because of your quirk?” he knew he was overstepping his boundaries but he needed to ask regardless. 
You froze up and looked away, damn it. He noticed. You sighed. “Yeah, it hurts when I use my quirk,” you confessed in a whisper “and it leaves behind scars.” it was then that Tokoyami did something you would have never expected, he stepped close and pulled you in for a hug. Despite how much it made his heart race to be able to be so close to you, “I understand,” he said and Dark Shadow nodded. “Yeah! You can’t hide much from us! I’m too observant!” he said pointing at himself but Tokoyami gave him a warning glare. 
“Perhaps I can help you learn how to use your quirk in a way that does not hurt you.” he suggested before dropping his arms, “For now, I only request one thing.” he began, looking at you with a serious expression. “Please, whenever you use your quirk. Whenever you are injured come to me, I am no stranger to scars and I promise I will not judge. I only wish to patch you up, help you.” he said, after all, he had feelings for you and his only wish was for you to be happy. 
Despite feeling a little embarrassed knowing that he cared that much about you, somehow you found yourself nodding in agreement. “Okay.” you said, “Thank you Tokoyami, I ...I would appreciate that” you added and he nodded. “You’re quite welcome, perhaps we should switch to physical combat as opposed to using our quirks.” you looked surprised at his suggestion but once more agreed with him. 
“Just be gentle with me.” you teased and he nodded, despite feeling terrified and guilty for what he had done. For how he had unintentionally hurt the one he cared about the most. He would find a way to help you use your quirk and he would capture your heart in the process. At least that’s what he promised himself. 
Tamaki Amajiki 
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Tamaki Amajiki was a shy man, anxiety issues were his life and he didn’t tend to venture outside his own circle of friends. That was until he noticed his feelings for you and he couldn’t even describe the number of butterflies he felt whenever you were around him, just praying that you would talk to him. He had gotten his exact wish when you asked him if he would be willing to train with you. 
Originally you were supposed to train with your friend, but their plans changed last minute and they had to cancel on you. That’s when someone suggested you ask a member of the Big Three and Tamaki stood out in your mind. Though it took him forever to answer your question as his cheeks were bright red and his eyes were focused more on the floor than you. But eventually, he did respond with an “O-Okay ...I-I’d love t-to.” and that led to you two out on the training grounds. 
At first, he was going easy on you, both because you were a girl and you happened to be the person he had a crush on. You quickly caught onto this and told him not to be afraid, to use his quirk and defend himself like he normally would against anyone. But you found he might have taken your advice too seriously and you were quickly reminded just how powerful he was. Those tentacles of his were hard to dodge, but it was his vines that eventually got you. 
You felt the way they stung as they hit your back and ripped your shirt up leaving you to stumble forward and land face-first into the dirt. You groaned and pushed yourself up, Tamaki’s gasp filled the air. “Y/n?” he said hesitantly and though you didn’t see it, he was visibly shaking as he approached you. His eyes full of concern as he held his hand out, immediately feeling guilt as he looked at your back. He took notice of those scars that were embedded in your skin and he trembled. 
“D-Did I do t-that?!” he asked in a panic and you looked confused a moment before turning around to face him. “Do what?” you questioned, though Tamaki just bowed his head. Hands covering his face. “I-I’m so s-sorry! Y/n! I d-didn’t mean to h-hurt you that b-bad!” how could he do that to someone he liked? He got too carried away, damn. What was he thinking? God, he knew this was a bad idea. 
“Tamaki …” you said as you reached over to grab his hands, but he tried to keep them pressed to his face. “You didn’t do anything …” he shook his head, finally dropping his hands and looked at you. His eyes had tears in them, “Y-Yes I did! I ...t-those s-scars you h-have ...d-did I d-do that? E-Even if I d-didn’t um, I s-still hurt you. A-Are you o-okay?” your eyes widened for a moment before you glanced to the side, so he had noticed your scars. 
You bit your lip a moment as you tried to think of how to respond, “I ...I’m fine Tamaki, r-really. I ...I’m used to pain, it’s a normal occurrence with my quirk.” you explained and though you couldn’t tell, Tamaki's heart sank in his chest. “W-Wait ...d-do you mean t-those scars are from …” he hesitated and you finished his sentence, “My quirk, yes,” you said and he sniffled. 
“Y/n, I ...I-I’m sorry I didn’t k-know! P-Please, don’t u-use your quirk if it h-hurts you! I d-don’t like s-seeing you hurt.” he hated seeing anyone he cared about in pain but especially you. “Tamaki ...I said I’m used to it. You didn’t do anything wrong.” you tried to reason with him again and he shook his head.
“C-Can I ...c-can I ...at l-least hug you?” he questioned shyly, his cheeks were bright red and he was trembling but even so, his question was a surprise. “Y-You want to hug me?” you repeated and he shyly nodded. “P-Please, e-even though you s-say you a-are okay, I d-don’t like t-the idea of you b-being used to p-pain ...I um, t-thought maybe a h-hug would help,” he said, his arms still outstretched and you hesitantly leaned forward. 
You felt safe as soon as his arms wrapped around you and you leaned your head against his shoulder. “I-I’m sorry your q-quirk hurts you a-and that I h-hurt you. B-But now I ...I d-don’t want to s-stop hugging y-you until y-you’re better.” he said, hoping you didn’t feel how fast his heart was racing. “Tamaki, you really don’t have to do that,” you replied, your head still pressing against his shoulder. 
“I w-want to, i-if I can h-help in a-any way I w-will. I c-consider you m-my most special p-person, the o-one that I ...I ...w-well I ...r-really like y-you y/n and um ...w-well I p-promise I’ll m-make all t-that pain g-go away.” your eyes widened at his confession and you felt a blush of your own come to your cheeks. “I ...I don’t know what to say Tamaki.” you felt his arms tighten around you. 
“You d-don’t have to s-say anything, j-just let me h-hold you,” he whispered, and though you didn’t know how long he planned to hold you. Somehow you found yourself relaxing against him, a sort of warmth coming to you knowing that he cared so much about your pain. 
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Ask for snake and I will oblige. How about a bold S/O giving snake a kiss under some mistletoe at a little Phantomhive Christmas party with the the usual mansion gang (and probably Lizzy cause she would want in on some fun too)
aaaaa gosh this is so cute
I didn’t make much mention of the other servants, but there’s a bit of Lizzie at the end!
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Perhaps it’s because SNAKE isn’t, well, ‘normal’, but he’s not sure what to expect of this holiday. More importantly, he doesn’t know what to expect of a Christmas party.
Sure, he and his family in the circus celebrated Christmas. It’s just that with that, usually the celebration consisted of everyone sharing an extra candy treat while watching the snow fall. That’s how he’s always celebrated it. Not really a party.
Despite that he doesn’t know what to expect, someone suddenly kissing his cheek is so far away from what he does expect, to him it’s in the realm of not even existing as a possibility.
Who the hell in their right mind would want to kiss someone as ugly as him?
In an instant, he’s stepped back with a shocked look on his face. The snake who’s around his neck (which, at the moment, happens to be Goethe) offers a startled hiss of his own. “‘Well, I never! You ought to warn someone before you do that! You scared the poor man half to death!’ I-it’s… it’s alright, Goethe… I’m fine… I-I just… ‘Oh, come on, they were very forward! They didn’t even buy you dinner first!’ Goethe, please…”
The other person, who is very attractive indeed ― who looks very much like the kind of person who’s at home during these events and so certainly not the kind of person who would ever be interested in him ― has pulled back a little themselves. Their face reads as half apologetic and half amused. “I’m so sorry, dear! I didn’t mean to scare you. Just, well, ah…”
One of their fingers points upward, in the direction of a green plant and red berries hung from the ceiling. “Mistletoe.”
“Ah…” All he can do for a long moment is blink. Although he feels like he’s just highlighting his unfamiliarity with… all of this… that single word does absolutely nothing to explain the situation. And someone has just kissed him. He needs an explanation. “What is… that?”
“What is wha ― oh. Oh, what’s mistletoe?” They giggle softly. To their credit, it seems very much, though, that they aren’t laughing at him; just laughing at the situation. “I’m so sorry; I didn’t know you weren’t aware! It’s a Christmas tradition. You hang it up in different places in the house, and then if two people get caught under it together, they have to kiss.”
The other person tilts their head to the side as they appear to be considering something. “Well, I suppose they don’t really have to,” they concede. “It’s just something fun and silly and people can say if they’d rather not. If I knew you didn’t want it, I wouldn’t have done it. I apologize if I’ve made you uncomfortable!”
Visible heat creeps across his face, tinting his cheeks pink even under his scales. At remembering that there are patches of the things very close to where the other person put their lips, his hand suddenly shoots up to cover his cheek. “N… no… not… I-I just… well… did… ‘Oh, for goodness’ sake, he can’t even spit it out! I’m sorry about this shy excuse for a friend of mine. Did you happen to catch those scales with your kiss?’ G-Goethe!”
Thankfully, they’re an awfully good sport about the whole thing. “Oh, my, doyou mean to talk for your snake, then? Or are you just translating? You can speak to him??” A shine of awe comes over their eyes, shifting down to look at Goethe. It’s almost shocking at least to Snake, because… they’re very close to his head. Very few people have decided to get that up close and personal with a snake. “Oh, ah, well, regardless of which of you is asking… I did feel those scales, yes!”
“Mmh,” Snake mumbles. He can feel himself blushing even harder. Of course they did. How could they not? “I’m ― I’m sorry…”
“Sorry? Why?”
Oh. He wasn’t prepared for that. “… The… scales…?”
They blink at him a few times as if they don’t understand. “But… that’s what I aimed for. That’s why I came over to talk to you. I… thought you just looked so interesting! And it seemed like you were all alone and… oh, I thought it might be a good icebreaker. Do they… hurt? You don’t want anyone touching them?”
He’s definitely not prepared for this. Not any of it. These are things he’s never really heard before. “I… not… they just… ‘Oh, good Lord, Snake! Can you ever get to the point? He thinks they’re ugly! Terrible self-confidence, this one, but everyone’s got their thing.’”
“Awh…” They keep their eyes on Goethe for a few seconds, then look up at Snake. What’s reflected in their eyes is something he really can’t describe, but it reminds him of the way the other circus members would look at him. Affection… kindness? It’s so… soft. He’s not used to it. They reach up and gently set their fingers against his cheek. It seems they’re aiming to touch his scales again, and he can’t help flinching, and his heart is hammering his ribs as he wonders what they must think.
Their fingertips are against the part of him that he despises most, and they aren’t pulling away. Contrary to what he expects, they actually run their fingers over his scales numerous times, over that one patch, and their face only seems to light up more. “These aren’t ugly,” they say, so quiet it might as well be a whisper. “They’re beautiful. I’ve never seen anything like them! Or… like you.” As soon as their eyes meet his, he can see something like adoration in them.
“Your scales are very gorgeous… at least I think so. And you are, too.” Though they don’t pull their hand away, their touch gets a little lighter. “I’m (Name), by the way. And you? I’m… I’m so sorry again ― I don’t even know your name!”
His face is on fire by this point, and he has the distinct urge to go outside to shove his face into a snowbank. “I… ‘It’s Snake! People call him Snake. Not the most creative, if you ask me, but at least it’s rather fitting.’ It… is. It’s the only name I’ve… ever known… so…”
“Snake! Oh, I love it.” Their hand moves down now, their fingers nudging gingerly against his. “So, Snake… would it be alright if I stole another kiss? I mean, it is Christmas. A kiss from you is probably the nicest present I shall get this year.”
Well. Where’s a pile of snow when he needs one? “I… er… j… just… where you did… before. ‘He’s never kissed anyone, so he doesn’t want to mess up! You best just get on with it before he changes his mind just on this!’”
That smile of (Name)’s he thinks is the most lovely thing he’s ever seen in his life. They just look so happy even about simply being able to kiss him on the cheek. “Oh, of course! That’s alright! Just getting to do this is a wonderful gift anyway!”
This time, when they kiss him, he’s ready enough that he doesn’t flinch.
Of course, when Ciel’s fiancée comes along, squeals about how cute they look together, and tugs them both onto the dance floor… that certainly makes him flinch a bit.
All the same, however, he’s glad she’s done that. He wouldn’t have had the courage to ask (Name) for a dance himself.
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