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make-me-imagine · 1 year
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Headcanons: Flirting & Intimacy (Eddie Brock)
Headcanons: Eddie Brock and how he flirts, and how he shows intimacy (physical and not)
Pairing: Eddie Brock x Gn!Reader
Requested By: @witchygagirl
Warnings: Nothing I can think of
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Flirting:
Though Eddie is not shy with his flirting, he did tend to fumble through it at first, almost as though he is nervous.
He was mostly nervous with his flirting when the two of you had just met.
He would flirt, but it would be awkward and rushed, but you found it appealing and cute way.
Once the two of you became friends, he was more open and forward with his flirting.
Eddie does not shy away from compliments, he is always willing and ready to tell you you look great, compliment the way you did something, how you said something, etc.
The compliments always have an underlying flirtiness, that you might not always pick up on.
"You look great" "I'm wearing sweatpants." "Yeah, and?"
He LOVES if you get all bashful and shy if he makes a more forward comment, and it only encourages him to do it more.
Sometimes you aren't sure if he is jut teasing you to rile you up, or if he genuinely thinks the thing he says.
He means all of them.
It's not until he genuinely asks you out on a date that you truly know he meant everything.
Now, if you flirted with him, he would shut down for half a second.
A flirty remark or a teasing comment and his mind goes blank.
He gets a bit flustered, rarely able to think of something to respond with quickly.
The flirting does not stop when you two are in a relationship. In fact it just gets worse.
And by worse, I mean more frequent, and the comments themselves are full of more innuendos and private jokes than before.
After you're in a relationship he gets better at comebacks when you flirt, since he expects it more often.
But every once and a while, especially in public, you get him good, and he can't help but stare after you with mild alarm and adoration.
Intimacy:
Eddie loves physical intimacy. Cuddling, kissing, hugging, hand holding, *clears throat* Et cetera.
He loves just being close to you, if you are near him, he feels comforted and happy.
He often presses kisses to your body. Your bare shoulders, wrist, hands cheek, temple, forehead, you name it.
One night he took it upon himself to kiss every spot, freckle, mole, and scar he could see on your body.
But he also shows intimacy with more subtle actions as well.
Placing his jacket over your shoulders when you're on a walk.
Making sure his hands brush or briefly hold yours as he hands you something.
Taking your hand when he helps you step up or down a tall step or ledge.
Placing his hand on your lower back when you are walking together.
And then there are the non-physical types of intimacy.
Intellectual intimacy.
He loves having long-winded discussions about various topics, especially when you are helping him on a story.
When you are both talking passionately abut the same things, it helps him feel closer to you in ways physical intimacy cannot.
Recreational Intimacy.
Lounging together on the couch, your legs in his lap, his hand absentmindedly drawing shapes on your legs as you both read and/or work.
Going on walks hand in hand, barely talking, just being.
Your weekend trips to the arcade, or local theater, routine centered around each other
Cooking breakfast or dinner together side by side.
One of you washing dishes while the other dries.
Sharing in domestic bliss with you often makes him feel more intimately close with you than anything else. You are his life partner after all.
xx
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wttcsms · 4 months
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domesticity with nanami is him leaving you a kiss on your forehead before he leaves for work; you’re still asleep, and he has to be in the office bright and early. it’s you packing him lunch with notes written on heart-shaped sticky notes, telling him to have a good day! i love you! it’s the way he says your name after a long day at the office, on an exhale, and it would be almost like a sigh if he didn’t sound so relieved when he says it, like just the sight of you, just the sound of your name, shoots life right back into his system. it’s him having you pick out his tie for work, and he’s fully capable of tying it himself, but even when you struggle to do so, having to get on your tiptoes to even reach, he loves how his tie looks (crooked, loosely knotted) when it’s you doing it for him. it’s you reading the books he hasn’t had the time to get to, and it’s him listening intently as you summarize everything that happens in it. it’s your name with a heart next to it in his contacts; no one else has something so special and unprofessional saved in his phone contacts. it’s buying stuff from ikea and sitting pretty while he rolls up his sleeves and starts assembling it for you. it’s comfort and security in knowing that you can love someone so much to be satisfied with a simple life.
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vervainium · 7 months
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theodore nott headcanons pt 2
(bc u guys are sl*ts and wouldn’t stop asking me [i had one person request LOL])
a/n these are more like… romantic maybe? maybe even emotional? i like them tho i like them and now they’re all canon because i said so and the harry potter community basically created him out of thin air so 😁💁🏼‍♀️
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firstly i believe in curly haired theo
it’s common knowledge in my community that i believe theo is smart
i think he is articulated and he knows how to process his words
he could be a REALLY (hot) good english professor
my point; hozier type words
i think that he is a naturally deep lover
he is so emotionally raw and i think he writes it all down in this cute little note book that he keeps under his mattress
perhaps he even lets you read it or gives it to you, we will never know
i think that hes secretive with his love though
anyways um
i think he loves eye contact
it allows him to connect better with people
i think it would be his thing to talk with his eyes
his eyes can be very expressive i believe like super expressive
like you make eye contact with him and suddenly you know his every thought
i honestly love the whole selective mute thing
he values his voice and his pride and it’s almost like a sacred thing because he isn’t talkative at home with yk… the big ol man
oh this might be short okay speed round
a great baker
specifically pastries
loves a good fantasy novel
he would love game of thrones and the house of the dragon
secretly super passionate about muggle life me thinks
loves to sit alone with himself
i actually think he’s stable in his self image!!!!!
i know this is controversial but hear me out he has such an example of what he doesn’t want to be (his dad) and he also has good examples (his trusted teachers)
i think he has a very good idea of who he is and who he wants to be
as you read these again bc they’re so good, i know you will, listen to angel of small death and the codeine scene by hozier
bye!!!!
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ottern0t · 15 days
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(Tiny cw- nonsexual nudity) Context: i headcanon all timelords are intersex and ten got human dysphoria from being on earth so long
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sammy8d257 · 4 months
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You know the idea where a closed off mean character becomes more open and nicer when they become close to someone?
That's King with Purple
But for Purple, its the opposite
Like here me out,
Purple is closed off but they're nice, (or at least highly respectful of King)
But they're only like that with King at the beginning because Purple doesn't know him. Purple is nice and caring to King because King is a powerful, older authority figure in their life. In their mind, they are not equals. So Purple is nice to him to a fault.
(contrasted by Purple and the Color Gang, where Purple has no qualms with being a bastard (affectionate AND derogatory) to them because the level of respect shared between them is more equal)
So when Purple and King start bonding and start opening up more. There are moments where Purple gets mean. They get rude and will fight King on stuff.
And that's a good thing
Because it means that Purple trusts King enough to drop the placating, kind, and happy default, and actually show and communicate when they're upset and hurting.
And goddamn have they been hurting for a while
The idea that becoming closer brings both the positives and the negatives,
The idea that you know someone trusts you because they feel comfortable enough to have a breakdown in your presence,
The idea that they believe in your ability to help them when they're at their worst,
is so SO good to me
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l0vergirlwrites · 10 months
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rick grimes intimacy headcanons
warnings: mentions of intimacy, mentions of sex, some angst & fluff.
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one of rick’s hands always rested on your lower back without fail. it had been something he developed when the group was on the road to washington d.c., & it continued during your time at alexandria. you liked to think he did it so he could keep you close. rick felt that it was just a precaution so he’d know you’d be in arms reach—just a little safety thing. he’d typically rub his thumb along your back too, knowing it’d make you smile.
your thing was ruffling rick’s hair. feeling his curls mesh between your fingers was always something you cherished because of the setting—whether you both were cuddling in bed, helping rick with his hair in the morning when the curls weren’t looking right, turning a serious moment into something sweet—it was a moment you could spend with him alone, not thinking about walkers, danger, responsibilities—you could just be yourselves & unwind.
“you look cute like this. i should get the camera” you laughed at rick as your fingers cascaded through his hair with a wide tooth comb.
“shut up” he scrunched his nose with a smile, leaning his head towards yours for a quick kiss to in fact shut you up.
you tended to rest your head on rick’s shoulder a lot, & he never minded. he’d often suggest you’d do it to catch a few minutes of sleep when you’re on runs, sitting through council meetings, etc. you’d do the same for him, knowing he needed more sleep than you since he was the main leader around here.
“hey, you tired?” rick asked, nudging your arm to make your eyes flutter open. you both were on watch.
“just a little…” you yawned, shaking your head as you inhaled.
rick would nod his head, motioning you to come closer, & once your head rested on his shoulder, he’d turn to press a kiss on yours.
you both would try to keep pda to a minimum when the group was around, but there were moments where you both would ignore it for the sake of the situation. a quick kiss before splitting up to complete a plan, quick whispers of “be careful” as lips brushed, wrapping an arm around each other while keeping watch, etc.
your first time having sex with rick was special. it wasn’t rushed or too rough—it was slow, loving & sweeter than honey. touches lingered, chests heaved, & all the sensations felt like heaven. you’d whisper sweet nothings in his ear when his head ducked into your neck. he’d whisper words of praise as he practically worshiped your body.
“you’re perfect rick, god—so perfect”
“that’s it, hmmm… good girl—you’re doing so good for me”
“i love you, i love you”
“you feeling good? tell me” “yeah—really good, just like that—“
you were known to have nervous breakdowns every now & then. when they’d bubble up, you’d try to go somewhere quiet or away from the group so you could have some privacy as you tried calming down. whenever rick was around to see you in this state, he’d excuse himself from the group, saying that daryl or carol would be in charge. rick would put a hand on your shoulder while your arms would be crossed on your chest. he’d ask if you needed to sit down, or if you needed water. if you said no to both, he’d gently pull you into his arms with one hand rubbing your back & the other holding your head against his shoulder.
“hey, it’s alright. let it out, i’m here. not gonna let you go”
“i got ya y/n… okay? you’re all good”
when rick would have breakdowns of his own, he’d hide his face in your neck & hold onto you as a lifeline—sometimes his grip would be really tight, but you didn’t mind. you’d run your hands through his hair a little, as well as his back.
“you can let it out—don’t have to be strong all the time”
“i’m here for you. you’ll always have me, no questions asked”
“we’ll be okay rick, promise”
rick would usually be the big spoon, but that would change on certain occasions, especially if he was overly stressed or ridden with grief. some nights he may not hold onto you too tight, but something as simple like holding your hand or letting your legs rest on top of his would be enough.
your favourite spot to kiss him—besides his lips— would be his temple.
rick’s favourite spot to kiss you—besides your lips— would be on the apple of your cheek.
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kya-is-kool · 3 months
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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡 #𝟮: 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧 𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦
•i feel like even though he's the driver of the group, when it's just you two you normally drive. he's a passenger princess n shi 💀
•calls you ma, mamas, baby, mama, all them fboy pet names
•he's honestly so easy going. like he always has the "whatever you say beautiful" type attitude. not really one to disagree with you
•if you already know how to skate, he finds it so hot. like if you get angry because you can't do a trick right, it's hot to him. or you being able to do some super crazy trick, it's hot to him
•on the other hand, if you can't skate he teaches you. simple things though, like how to shove it, riding off small ramps nothing too crazy
•when it comes to intimacy, he definitely knows what he's doing. he's experienced, but like i said, he's easygoing for you. so if you like to take the lead, he's cool with that. if you'd rather him take the lead, he's cool with that too.
•he's literally the king of pda. he ain't scared, he'll hold your hand, hold your waist, kiss you (fully make out in public too). if you're not comfortable with pda, he'll try so hard to keep his hands off you, but inevitably will be touching you in some sort of way because he's fuckshit, he has to
•random but he really likes when you touch his thighs, hands, or neck in any way
•he's one interesting guy
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𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 © 𝐤𝐲𝐚-𝐢𝐬-𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞
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drawnfamiliarfaces · 5 days
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i've never even seen the show First is from and yet i love your First x Chase Young ship so i have to ask. If anything did HAPPEN between the two of them what sort of emotions would they be dealing with afterwards?
Wow, this is such an unexpectedly nice compliment for me? Cause it means, you are a Chase/XS fan, who saw my crack ship and went 'I don't know what's going on, but I enjoy your silly little ship, funny crossover shipper.' and you know what? It's very nice and made me happy. ;) Thank you!
And well who said nothing ever happened between them lol IF anything happened between those two (be it emotional or physical ;3), their default way of dealing it would be DENIAL DENIAL DENIAL, in similar but also in slightly different ways.
Chase Young is a man who seemingly doesn't do softer emotions. Any possible feelings and reactions who could be attributed to him actually caring about First Ninja, are re-labeled in his head into him doing all of this because he is trying to manipulate First on his side (and he totally still is, but he also now wants to feed that man, talk with him during long evenings and perhaps take a nap with him, you know, disgusting cute domestic stuff amidst oh i dunno- taking over the world and being evil together. >;))
First Ninja on the other hand, is very much aware that for things to go this far means that he is absolutely having emotions about Chase. But he is also in denial, because how can he betray all of his moral standing and beliefs, if he starting to care about someone like Chase Young? So he shoves it so far deep, he is in denial about denial, and turns completely blind to anything even resembling them being something more than opponents who tentavely respect one another.
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make-me-imagine · 1 year
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Headcanons: Love, Intimacy and Kissing (Lou Ransone)
Headcanons: 'Love: Ways they say or show they love you.' + 'Intimacy: How they show intimacy; physical and not.' & 'Kissing: Do they like kissing? How do they kiss, when, etc.'
Requested by: @will-grammer
Pairing: Lou Ransone x Gn!Reader
Warnings: Somewhat detailed kissing, but nothing further.
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Love:
Pre-Relationship:
Before Lou ever confessed how he felt about you, he would show his feelings in a variety of ways. Whether you knew what these things truly meant or not.
Bringing you tea/coffee in the mornings or during long shifts.
If he buys a pastry or snack he always gets you one too.
Driving you home when you don't have your car, to make sure you get home safely. He always walks you to your door, or waits in the car until you get inside.
Watching your favorite shows and movies, listening to your favorite music, or reading your favorite book so he can talk to you about them and bond over them.
Making sure he is always stocked up on your favorite snacks, teas/coffees, and drinks for the days you may come over to his house when you are working on a difficult case.
Staying close to you in a crowded space, keeping his hand gently wrapped around your arm, or on your back as you move through crowds.
Relationship:
He continued to do most of the things listed above once you were finally in a relationship. But, he found other ways as well.
Keeping spare toothbrushes, soaps, conditioners, etc, that he knows you like so you can use them when you stay over at his place.
Making you breakfast or dinner, often surprising you with them.
Gently holding your head, before pressing a kiss to your lips, cheek or forehead.
Lou is not afraid of saying the phrase 'I love you', but other phrases he uses that hold the same feeling are: 'I'll be here if you need me', 'Don't be long', 'I already miss you'
Gently brushing his fingers over your arms, legs, thighs, and stomach, as you lay together at night.
Running you a bath after a long day, or if you get hurt.
Taking care of you when you are sick or injured. You never have to ask him to do this, he is already prepared and willing.
Intimacy (Physical and Non)
Physically, Lou does not shy away from intimacy.
If you could always be in his arms, he could be content.
He loves to kiss you (but we'll get to that).
He likes holding you to his chest to comfort with you or him.
Lou does not partake in PDA for the most part. But an arm stretched across your shoulders or around your waist is a given.
And he will hold hands, and give you the occasional quick kiss on the cheek and sometimes lips. But most of his physical intimacy is reserved for behind doors.
Emotional intimacy is important to Lou. He knows communication ad openness is important to a relationship.
He will always keep you informed about how he is feelings, and he is always open and ready to hear you.
Lou is not afraid to cry in front of you, knowing that he can be his most vulnerable.
He never judges or represses your own feelings, and is always there to help you embrace or heal from them.
Part of your bond is formed through work.
You work together and see the same things, you go through trauma and good days together, and this brings you closer than ever.
To quote one of my favorite Jane Austen novels: “There could have never been two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison, no countenances so beloved."
Kissing:
Yes Lou does enjoy kissing, but as previously mentioned, not often in a public setting.
He loves slow kisses, he wants to make it last. Often until you are both breathless.
He often kisses you while both of his hands are cupping your face as your head is tilted back.
This often leads to him trailing kisses down your cheek and neck, and then to your shoulder.
Lou is so fond of kissing other parts of your body as well.
Kisses on the back of your hand, wrist, your cheek, temple, behind your ear, your neck, etc.
Kisses to your stomach and thighs if they are exposed when you are lying in bed.
Lou adores when you initiate kisses.
You are probably shorter than him. So if you grab him by his collar and pull him down into a kiss, it is hard for him to repress a grin.
He finds it adorable if you step up onto something to be his height or taller to kiss him.
This can lead to him grabbing you and setting you on the counter, as he stands between your legs to continue kissing you.
If you are a giggler when it comes to kissing (super ticklish), he will take advantage of this, I can guarantee it.
Lazy kisses in bed as you drift to sleep. Or soft kisses in the morning to wake you up.
Since you are co-workers who are also in a relationship, he has to resist the urge to kiss you at work.
Sometimes he can't help it, and will get you alone in a hallway or his office with the blinds shut and kiss you.
Always saying he can't resist. Or not being able to kiss you could be classified as a form of torture.
xx
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hedonistbyheart · 1 year
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Sometimes you just need to be close to someone.
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wttcsms · 1 month
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saying let's get married;
domestic and sweet moments during the first year of newly-wed life (f!reader) <3
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KUROO — "my wife" this and "my wife" that to the point where all his friends and coworkers are groaning and saying we get it, man! you're married now! his dorky nonfiction books taking up all the space on the nightstand. helping him tame his bed hair when he wakes up and is trying to get ready for work. created a powerpoint presentation where he told you he was going to give you the most epic promotion of a lifetime (the powerpoint was themed to mimic an HR presentation describing new employee benefits and perks, along with what the new position would consist of; the final slide asked "do you accept the position of being tetsurou kuroo's wife? limited time bonus offer includes a diamond ring!")
OSAMU — doesn't know how to fold your clothes properly (it's not weaponized incompetence, he just doesn't understand why your tops have these many strings and components to them). tries out all his new recipes with you as his taste-testing guinea pigs. during your wedding reception, atsumu asked you who was cuter: him or osamu. on your off days from your job, you go to onigiri miya and help him close down the shop. blowing bubbles at him from the soap that foams up when you're washing the dishes. him knowing where you're most ticklish and using it against you every time he asks you for a minor favor.
BOKUTO — asks you about kid names before he even pops the question. wants you to quiz him on your family tree because he so badly wants to impress them when he's meeting them (he then asks for a quiz on your extended family once the wedding date is scheduled). gets excited when he sees those corny tiktoks that claim "these initials are soulmates" and he sees yours and his initials paired together; he'll send you those tiktoks and go "babe, look!!! i told u we were meant to be!!" brings you up any time he can, whether it's in regular conversation with friends, small talk with a cashier, a meet n greet with a fan, or a post-game interview. loves to do push-ups with you on his back.
OIKAWA — makes a vision board at the beginning of the year, except the main image is a horribly photoshopped picture of your head pasted on some stock photo of a bride. he was showing you something on his phone, and the notification from his jeweler announcing that your engagement ring was ready for pick up popped up and he nearly dropped his phone while trying to hurriedly swipe away the notification whilst shielding his screen from you. gets all pouty and wants to be the little spoon; will also start asking you "baaaabe, would you still love me if i was a worm?" saw you in the stands booing his opposing team, and whistled, exclaiming "that's my girl!" panics when he sees strands of his hair on the bathroom floor; proceeds to ask you if you'll still be with him even if he becomes bald. then asks if you'll pay for his hair transplant (as a joke; you never use your card when you're with him).
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shorlinesorrows · 4 months
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Percabeth after the first war, who haven’t really gotten to be teenagers, who feel both too old and too young for their skin. Who are so so glad that the war is over, but also feel surprisingly lost, because fighting the war has been their future, their purpose, their job for as long as they can really remember
Annabeth and Percy, who do what all adrift teens do when everything is overwhelming and painful and exciting and when it feels like you don’t have a purpose any more:
they make a bucket list.
it starts small. They go clothes shopping together, close enough to Sally’s house that they can get home quick if they need too. They start to develop their own senses of style. They go to a farmers market. They make graffiti at one point and nearly get caught but the entire time they’re giggling through their fingers.
then comes the hair.
it was just a random item on the bucket list: hair dye.
and they were going to get crazy colors, Percy was going to dye his bright teal blue, no hesitation. He was decided. But then they’re standing in the shopping aisle, looking at the colorful boxes, and Percy’s eyes catch on a model, and they have long dark hair that’s just the same shade as Annabeth’s.
and he scans the aisle, and there’s another one, a bright sandy gold, and he turns to Annabeth, who is debating between silver and purple with all the intensity of a teenage war veteran, and says “I have a stupid idea”
they grab a boxed bleach on their way out.
they dye their hair together, and it’s a mess and the dye gets everywhere and it’s not quite even and both of them get a little light headed from the fumes but it’s so much fun
and they refuse to let anyone in the bathroom until their hair is dyed, rinsed and blow dried even though it takes forever because bleaching is a much longer process
when they finally emerge, Sally gasps and then starts to laugh and then Paul joins in and then they’re all laughing.
Percy’s hair is black, Annabeth’s hair is blond.
They’ve switched hair colors. And it’s silly, but it’s also a constant reminder that they’re not alone.
It’s being able to wake up from a nightmare and seeing blond hair on your pillow instead of black and thinking “Percy”. It’s having a bad day where you can’t seem to keep your mind from slipping away from you, then seeing black hair in the corner of your vision and thinking “Annabeth”. It’s a tangible sign that they are connected, that they are alive, and that there is someone who understands. A physical reminder of love.
When their roots grow out, they look at their inverted hair and smile. Like always, they match.
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swirlymarimo · 10 months
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Sanji is one of the very few people that are allowed to touch his back. The other 9 are, of course, the other members of the crew, and even that took a while. He hadn't trusted Robin for quite some time, but now that's not the case. Every last one of them knew exactly how he felt about his back.
Now his preference for keeping it free of blemishes, mainly scars and injuries isn't an Achilles heel. It could happen if it was going to, someone cutting him there. He would allow his back to be harmed if there were no other choice, especially in the case of protecting his friends. If given the choice however he will always face the danger head on.
He's made a very shocking discovery as of lately, one that has him rethinking things a bit. Sanji has let slip a little secret of his. The previous night the two of them were spending some time alone, Zoro was stretched out on the long plush bench in the crows nest, baring his shirtless back as rare as that was.
He had been complaining about some pain in his lower back, likely from a new exercise he was trying. That's when Sanji offered the solution of a massage.
He'd thought about for a moment longer than he should have. If anyone should be allowed to touch him on his back, it would be Sanji who has been an intimate partner to him for a while. "Sure" He has agreed.
"Really? I expected you to say no." Sanji approaches leisurely, letting his eyes wonder across the glorious expanse of tanned, toned muscle that he adored. He never thought he'd get permission to take his time touching it. "Yeah, you know I trust you, and this pain is annoying."
Sanji seats himself in a straddled position over the back of Zoro's thighs to get a good angle. Slowly he reaches forward and allows his fingertips to ghost over the warm skin. "You better do a good job." Zoro mumbles into the cushion.
"I'm actually quite good at massage. It's just kneading dough." Sanji always falls on cooking as a reference for other mundane activities. After all, he is a cook. Zoro chuckles softly at this.
Slowly, Sanji spreads his fingers and applies gradual pressure, smiling when he hears Zoro immediately sigh. "Just the lower back?" He asks, not sure of how far he was allowed to go. "Well, that's what hurts, but if you think massaging my whole back will help, then go ahead."
Sanji decides to start in the problem area and work up from there, using his thumbs to dig into the smaller muscles as he goes in circular motions. Zoro sighs again, enjoying the relief.
Sanji works in silence for quite a while, both of the men comfortable with a lack of conversation. There are times when Sanji wonders if Zoro has fallen asleep, but then he'll touch a particularly sore spot that rouses a grumble or two.
When he gets up to the shoulders, he's so invested in watching and feeling the muscles beneath his fingers that he nearly doesn't hear it when Zoro speaks. "This feels good, maybe I'll let you do it more often."
"I told you I was good at it." There's a smug smile across his face, and although Zoro can't see it, he can tell from the tone that he's definitely grinning in victory. Sanji's fingers are slow to a stop, his work complete and his wish granted. "Thank you Curly. That feels much better." Zoro didn't use to be so verbally grateful but that's changed over the years. He's loosened up and let go of his rough exterior enough to show his soft side. Sanji chuckles, "I should be thanking you, I've always wanted to be allowed to touch this sexy back."
Deafening silence fills the room the second he realizes what he's just confessed. Zoro shifts to push his upper body up to look back at Sanji in disbelief. When he sees his face, it's red with a dark blush. Adorable as always, he thinks.
"Did you just say you think my back is sexy?"
"....So what?"
Zoro's lips stretch into a cocky smile. It always fills him with pride whenever the lady loving cook finds a part of his body attractive. "I never knew."
Sanji's blush grows even darker, and he turns his face away in an attempt to hide it. "Is it weird or something?" A wave of self-consciousness washes over him. Zoro is the only man he's ever been with, and sometimes he's not sure what's normal in a male only relationship.
"No, it's not." Zoro reassures him. "I like your neck. Alot." Perhaps a confession of his own will ease Sanji's worries. By the way his head snaps back up, he'd bet it did. "My neck?" Sanji reaches up to touch his throat, and he thinks about how many times Zoro has nipped and kissed at it. "So that's why." He rises up from his seated position and leaves the bench, heading toward the open window. He needs a cigarette after the embarrassment he's caused himself.
After that, Zoro decides to ask for massages more often, and for some reason, Sanji has been much more generous with giving him access to the pale skin of his neck.
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5eraphim · 5 months
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Yandere Heavy is an untapped well of infinite content! Can you do something with an S/O who's really sweet and gentle but doesn't like seeing Heavy be, well, so violent and brutal all the time? Like a pacifist! How would Yandere Heavy act around them? Would really love to see it!
Character: Heavy 🐻 (Team Fortress 2)
Rating: M (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT GO PLAY OUTSIDE)
Content Warnings: HEAVY forced domesticity, infantilization, yandere, TOXIC RELATIONSHIP, fear tactics, gender neutral reader,
Word Count: 1.5k
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There's a decent chance Heavy would struggle to understand the concept of pacifism. War and fighting are such a massive part of his lifestyle; imagining someone opposing this, embracing a path of complete nonviolence, this way of life baffles him.
Furthermore, Heavy might fear your opposition to war extends to himself as well and fears you think less of him for his violent ways and how he was practically born to fight. Heavy might feel a bit embarrassed about getting loud and physically rough whenever he gets excited and couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious around you because of it.
Unlike some of the more sadistic yanderes (like literally anyone on the support team), Heavy takes a little pride in seeing you scared, much less afraid of himself. While he's never been great at noticing or understanding the feelings of others, the look on your face when you see him returning home after a particularly nasty battle says it all.
Consider the relationship starting with Heavy developing feelings for a new team member, specifically another defense class member. Assuming the feelings are mutual, you couldn't help but feel a little horrified learning his primary role in the team is to soak up as much damage from the other side as possible to protect the rest. If anyone were built for such a task, it would be him, but it hardly makes watching him fight any easier to bear.
Assuming you were an honest-to-God pacifist, your position on the team wouldn't last long. (And momentarily ignoring how on earth a pacifist managed to find himself contracted into mercenary work.) After a day of senseless death and fighting over virtually nothing, seeing people you care about being brought to the brink of death only to be thrown right into battle was a living nightmare. You simply weren't cut out for mercenary work, and you were gone the day your contract was over.
A part of you wanted to stick around longer with Heavy, maybe even beg him to consider heading out with you, but what was the point? Even if you loved him, there was no way you could change his mind about abandoning the fight, especially not while he's got a family back home to provide for.
Saying goodbye would hurt too much. Instead, you left without a word.
Heavy was devastated the day he found out you were gone and refused to accept the idea that you were lost for good.
Realistically, his first course of action would be contacting Administrator or Ms. Pauling to try and obtain your contact information, and considering you're no longer under contract, either woman would turn the documents over to him without a second thought.
And by God, if you thought you felt guilty for walking out without telling Heavy anything before, you were downright mortified to see the look of concern and hurt on his face when he managed to find you.
Despite high emotions as well as your own shame for being caught trying to run away like this, Heavy would force you to sit and tell him why you left so suddenly without saying anything to him and being his blunt self, would want to know right away if you ran away because of something he did.
While Heavy wanted to make sure you were safe first, but when you confessed how it pained you to see him getting brutalized every day as the human meat shield, he failed to understand what you meant by this. Heavy was praised all his life for being the strong man who could soak up as much damage as he needed to in the name of protecting others. Heavy never considered why someone wouldn't want him to do what he does best.
An unhappy reunion turns into a sweet unofficial date, Heavy offering to help you unpack and settle down before he decides to move in with you full-time. (While he knows this is the right thing to do, a part of him hates granting you this, fearing you'd realize you preferred life alone than with him and go back on your request for him to move in with you.) 
Likes to pop in uninvited when you're alone for a little one-on-one time. It really gets Heavy going when he comes after a battle, thinking about the look of worry on your face when you greet him. Even though he's been patched up, the bandages frighten you, and you do your best to ensure everything is in place correctly and if there is more you could do for his injuries. If you were a pacifist before you joined the mercenary group, your time away from all the conflict has made you even softer.
Heavy is about to call you a baby as a joke when he realizes that's exactly what happened to you when you left the team.
You were making it so easy for him to infantilize you for wimping out of the war, then moving out to the shoddiest little room you could afford to look for extra money until you could really get back on your own two feet again made you look so desperate and needy. Even if you weren't begging Heavy to help provide for you and keep you company, it's what you desperately needed. Confessing your affection for him when he found you; it made perfect sense in his head.
When he eventually does move in, he starts acting differently right off the bat. He insists you let him cover finances and rent so you can focus on finding a better place to work. You want to disagree. Sure, his job pays well, but it's wrong to leech off him like that, even if you were in a relationship. However, you don't say no for too long despite good intentions. Heavy's offer is too good to refuse, and he knows it. 
If the guilt of accepting such support from Heavy wasn't bad enough, things would worsen when Heavy would insist on taking baths with you, reading to you before bed, and cooking for both of you on top of working. You hated feeling so impotent and passive in your own life, but when he was already doing so much for you, wouldn't you deny his request to care for you however he wanted?
Little by little, life with Heavy changed in ways you couldn't understand and despised. Heavy felt distant like the two of you weren't talking like you used to. He withdrew in the bedroom, and things never progressed past kissing or cuddling. You were frustrated and felt like Heavy's overly gentle and smothering behavior made you feel like his child, not his partner.
You officially snapped when Heavy proposed a new rule: you weren't allowed to leave the house while he was gone. Claiming this was for your safety, he didn't like the idea of something happening to you, and he wouldn't find you. Breaking down into tears, begging him to stop babying you, and you were a grown adult, and this wasn't healthy for either of you. To your horror, despite all but begging on your knees for him to do the right thing and end the relationship, he smiled. As though grimly satisfied you finally realized precisely what was going on here and asked if you needed to rest since you were getting so fussy. And from that moment on, you knew your fate was sealed.
Any fleeting thoughts of trying to escape were crushed when you were not so subtly reminded. Heavy kept a copy of your personal file and private information he obtained from the Administrator, and if you were to try to escape, he would know exactly where to go looking for you. And at best, find you quickly and take you back home, and at worst, take out his wrath on whatever poor family member or friend happened to answer the door.
The only person he would trust with information about harboring you like a hostage is Medic. Primarily because if something were to happen to you, Medic is the only person he would trust to take care of you. Medic might get involved physically a few times but is more curious to observe than anything else.
Despite a great deal of indecision and inner turmoil over struggling between wanting to make you happier and proving he's not some violent monster and knowing this is how he has always been, odds are he'll choose to stay true to what he believes to be his genuine nature. To embrace living as he was meant to. Even if he's not entirely happy with us, it's just how it's meant to be.
Heavy is a mother bear to his core and protecting smaller, less able people is what he has to do. There's nothing you or even he can do about it at the end of the day.
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gregorovitch-adler · 7 months
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Intimacy
Just when I am in the middle of my speech, I hear some sniffing in the wedding hall. I look up. Everyone is tearing up. I see some people wipe their eyes with the serviettes.
Why? Did I do something wrong? No! I had spent the whole morning writing a speech for John's wedding.
Selecting and altering the words here and there carefully, with Lestrade's help, so that I would not give myself away in a room full of two hundred guests, about my true feelings for the groom.
And now everyone is crying. I messed it up, again.
It is just like the university days. I would say something with good intention, but without any filters, and everyone would interpret it the wrong way. They would distance themselves from me eventually. I would be left alone.
I knew I was going to be left alone anyway after tonight's reception and dance. That was inevitable. I hadn't expected the isolation to come so soon, though.
Perhaps everyone had picked up on my feelings for John. I had ruined the day with a slip up somewhere.
Breathing deeply, I square my shoulders and spit everything out.
"What's wrong? What happened? Why are you all doing that?" I turn to look at John, the only source of sanity in my life. "John?"
John looks up at me with tearful eyes. (No, please don't cry!)
"Did I do it wrong?" I ask again.
"Oh, Sherlock!" Mrs Hudson is tearful too.
Shit. She knew about us. Me. There was never an 'us'. She knew how I felt for John. Everyone obviously knows about my feelings now. Nobody can be so stupid.
Which means John does too, and now he is going to kick me out in the middle of the speech.
John screws his eyes shut and opens them again as he gets up from his seat.
"No, you didn't. Come here," he says and pulls me close before wrapping his arms around my back.
A huge round of applause erupts in the room. Everyone is cheering.
Unsure of what to do next, I awkwardly place an arm on his bicep.
John doesn't let go of me. He keeps holding on to me, and his hand goes up to curl around my nape. He holds me gently.
In this moment, I cannot help but notice the intimacy between us.
I'm not experienced in romantic relationships, but the way John keeps holding me with so many people watching, I feel even closer to him than I already did.
It's rather ironic that I feel this on his wedding day, with his wife watching us with a smile. But I can't help how I feel.
"I haven't finished yet," I say.
"Yeah; I know, I know," he replies and slowly lets me go.
I immediately feel the loss of his touch. I long for him to hold me forever.
I know this is irrational, so I pull out my phone again to continue with my best man speech.
I still have to take care of my words, should I accidentally reveal my heart in front of the man I love in public.
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Prompt: Intimacy by @onesmallfamily
Sherlock September Challenge.
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