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sunshinechay · 1 year

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La Pluie and The Kind One

So I finally caught up on the show after missing last weeks episode and I have to say I really enjoyed both episodes. I love that Patts and Tai have decided to be together, not because they’re soulmates but because they love each other and genuinely want to be together. This weeks episodes starts those tentative steps, allowing them and Nara to make peace with each other and allow Patts and Nara to grieve their relationship so they can truly move on. The ending of relationships are sad and no matter how it ends, it is okay to be sad about it ending and I thought that was really nice of the show to include.

The thing that really struck me with this weeks episode, is the introduction of the fact that Tai and Patt’s grandmother (and by extension, Patts himself) used to be neighbours. That during the time when Tai’s parents were getting divorced, that Tai had someone anonymously on his side, and that that someone was Patts. It might strike as a little odd to include, given that the show has spent so much time deconstructing the idea of the soulmate. To suddenly introduce the idea that, apparently, destiny has been trying to bring them together for years, though it didn’t work out when Patts was just “the Kind One”.

These small interactions give Patts and Tai insight on each other that they might not have ever been able to know about each other otherwise. That ultimately, Patts understands Tai’s feelings better than Tai thinks he does. Patts has watched it unfold. Even though he didn’t know it was Tai or his family, he has been the persona attempting to help someone through the separation of their parents and so he is able to try and help Tai in some small way. Knowing who the other party in these interactions, does recontextulize a lot for them, but in the end, for the better, not for the worse. Just one more thing for the two to love about each other. That they would each in term attempt to help a perfect stranger through a difficult time in their lives in any way that they can.

I get where the show is coming from though and I think narratively speaking, it actually makes a lot of sense and ultimately feeds back to what I think is one of the shows central themes: soulmates are not born, they are made. The idea that it takes work and honesty and communication, the same way any relationship does. That a relationship needs a solid foundation in order to thrive, and so does a soulmate relationship.

To introduce now that destiny has been at work the whole time might seem like a cop out or render the work the show has done to deconstruction the soulmate trope useless, but I don’t think that it does. For one very important reason. The timing at which it was introduced. If the show was really trying to say that Patts and Tai are really destined for one another, this would have come up much earlier in the narrative. Perhaps not for Patts and Tai, but for the audience certainly. We would have been told, like very near the beginning, that these two were at one point, each others secret pen pals and were helping each other go through these events. But we weren’t. Instead it was introduced in episode 9 of a 12 episode drama. Perhaps if it was going to be the sole focus from here on one, it would that worse thing, that cop out and regression in the show’s message, but we as the audience already now that the end game conflict is going to revolve more around Lomfon (and likely Tein, as opposed to Tai and Patts, but I am even less articulate about those thoughts than I am about these so you know ¯\_(ツ)_/¯).

Instead I posit that it is trying to build on the established narrative. These events happened and yes it could be destiny trying to pull them together. I (surprisingly) don’t disagree with that idea. It’s established that Patts and Tai already have their rain connection when this happens, so perhaps it is destiny trying to put them in each other’s paths, however, like with the rain connection, it is only trying to do that. It is not saying that they have to be together, like the common belief that the soulmate connection has. It is only placing Patts and Tai in front of each other and what they chose to do after that is up to them. See again about soulmates being made. Destiny can do all it likes, but that still doesn’t mean Patts and Tai would end up together. They still need to put in the work that helps their relationship to be successfully.

This is in contrast with the destiny keychain. The apparent deus ex machina of Lomfon’s story. Unlike the Kind One, it was introduced much earlier in the story and whether the narrative choose to focus on it in that moment or not, has much more significance to the story than Patts and Tai being pen pals. Why? Because while this show wants to break down certain tropes and story beats, it does play in other ones. While we might not know who Lomfon’s saviour was, we know that it’s likely to be one of the three candidates (Tai, Tein or Patts. For my money, I think it’s either Tein or both Tai and Tein, but that’s another post for another time). And because we know Lomfon is about to become the central figure of the story, it’s about to become a LOT more important to the narrative. The pen pal subplot, not so much. It’s going to end here, maybe become a funny story that the two tell at family get togethers but nothing more.

It’s narrative importance lies with what it tells us about Patts and Tai and not about what the show has to say about the soulmate trope and it’s subversion of it. I think it’s ultimately meant to functions as an understanding moment, for the audience, for the characters, about why their relationship works when they put in the effort to maintain it. Each was willing to put in the work for a perfect stranger and expect nothing in return and their relationship can be even better when they know and understand each other.

#la pluie #la pluie the series #pattstai #pattssaengtai #patts x saengtai #i hope this makes sense #mostly i really liked it from a writing perspective #it’s a nice character moment for the two of them #i love this show so much #i love it’s subversion #and this is coming from someone who fucking loves the soulmate trope #what do you think?#this post is brought to you by the version of me that exists at 1am #cap watches la pluie #cap speaks

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hadesknockedupintheunderworld · 4 months

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Sorry but like

I think it needs to be said at this point

#sonic the hedgehog #fandom wank #tails the fox #miles tails prower #i just be ramblin #Sonic fandom will be like 'sonadow is SOOO toxic yaoi' or 'surgeamy is SOO toxic yuri' and then their idea of toxic yaoi/yuri is that the #characters redeem each other or secretly look out for each other even though they're a lil prickly #As someone who is a fan of both of these and a lot of the other toxic yuri/yaoi ships #'sonadow is so toxic yaoi however Shadow's actions in prime s3 come off as abusive'#'surgeamy is so toxic yuri. surge is dating her to get one up on Sonic and Amy is going to redeem her for the good guys'#Must I speak further?#For the record‚ a deficit of any content in a fandom is whatever. 'Make it yourself or commission someone' I know. it's just frustrating as #a fan of so called 'toxic yuri' and 'toxic yaoi' ships watching so many people go around calling themselves toxic yuri/yaoi enjoyers and #then. not depict toxic relationships with said ships #Meanwhile I see so much Sonic and Tails 'brothers' content that is just reskinned romance tropes #My favorite 'toxic yuri/yaoi' ships seem to have only the most vanilla content known to man but then someone will say 'Sonic and Tails have #the most profound relationship in all media. They complete each other. they better each other. They're soulmates. they're worse off without #each other. If anyone else tried to form relationships with Tails then Sonic would be jealous. They live together in their adult years.#Through Nine the writers showed just how attached Sonic and Tails are to each other‚ to the point that Nine only cares about Sonic and #living alone with him forever.' and then follow it up with '#the brothers of all time! Imagine Shadow saying he's Tails' brother and Sonic gets so jealous he considers killing Shadow so he can be #Tails' only brother! If you tag as ship I eat all your bones and harass you'#Okay okay I rambled for a minute. This meme is not a compliment😂#The short of it is 'so called toxic yaoi/yuri enjoyers creating solely fluff or characters who bicker fall in love' and 'so called Sonic and #Tails are brothers fans coming off as closeted sontails enjoyers and also betraying that they can only pair characters they hate as romantic #as being siblings'

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mishkakagehishka · 4 months

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Because horror writers write about what scares them the most, and one of my fears is actually trusting a person so much that i wish to marry them only for it to turn out that i've misjudged them and got myself stuck in a situation i can't really get out of.

And so, soulmate aus with a dash of horror, childhood friends tied with yand, etc etc etc. Yand in general, even, but that's just because the whole thing is naturally terrifying to most, i'd say.

#you say trust issues i say it's perfectly normal to live knowing you can never know what a person really thinks and plans #statistically most abusers show their true colours when they believe their victim has no out #most often this happens after huge milestones like moving in together getting engaged/married and/or having children #and so. think ab a soulmate au where you're tied to someone who does not respect and will never learn to respect you #and all that entails. etc etc.

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itspanzee · 1 year

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If you watched the last episode of Marvelous Mrs. Maisel and don't automatically think that Susie is Midge's real true love after they are laughing and the screen fades to black....we didn't watch the same show.

#tmmm #midge said she wanted someone to make her happy at the breakfast table #but who is she laughing with at the end? susie #susie is someone that made midge laugh throughout the show #and youre telling me you end it with them laughing together #soulmates #platonic or otherwise they are perfect together #midge x susie #pretty sure joel is dead too so

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ramblinseahorsey · 2 years

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Everytime I see a piece of media talk about the need of an extremely powerful love, and the love ends up being platonic, my heart grows three sizes.

#PLATONIC! LOVE! IS JUST AS LIKELY TO BE STRONG AND LONGLASTING AS ROMANTIC!!#PLATONIC SOULMATES ARE VALID #PPL WHOSE STRONGEST RELATIONSHIP IS PLATONIC THEIR WHOLE LIVES WHETHER THEYRE AROMANTIC OR NOT ARE VALID #good tropes #writing #rambles #want more earnest emotional shouts of i love you in stories thst isnt automatically assumed to be romantic #this is one of a billion reasons i love wander over yonder so much #yes i do like seeing content of them romantic too #but i cannot get over how happy i am they are platonic in the show #i seek out romantic in fandom more 4 them 2 mix it up; like many parts of most fandoms do; explorin the opposite a canon 4 curiosity #but honestly any content of seeing them hold each other makes my heart sing #cause it reminds me no matter what the relation ship they!!! love each other so much!!! to the end of time!!!#still NEED me more media with main characters who unabashedly show affection and protectivness and casual closeness and tender i love yous #esp between male and female characters of the same age #NEED 2 see more love and eternal loyalty and cuddles in stories; not just with romance or family #that way not only will saying i love you 2 someone without getting weird looks be more normalized; more affectionate love in stories in gen #i feel VERY strongly on this can u tell

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vulpixelates · 5 months

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i absolutely despise how many hozier songs make me think of the little lesbians that live in my head. so stereotypical

#someone new reminds me SO MUUUUCH of one of my ocs and one of her future wives...#they meet so disastrously (having sex w a stranger lmao it varies but the current one is rhys picking ro up at one of her punk shows bc ofc #and have this whirlwind romance and uhaul and then flame out #bc they're commitmentphobes who realize they're in love w each other and are probs soulmates or whatever so they each explode it #and it's just like. they both knew what they were getting into w each other. they're the fucking same aoiewfjaowife #but they stay best friends for like four years and then end up working together again and disastrously hooking up again #but the second time it works out at least #oc: romy cho #ro x rhys #oc blogging #*dykeposting

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thesmallworldofsamizayn · 11 months

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getting dragged ass-backwards into a new obsession is always such a trip cause for me there’s no consistency in quality or sophistication no matter what’s gone before. if the vibes are right and i can physically feel the thing filling out the little holes in my head and supplying energy to my blood then that is it, over for me. and when that thing is succession or the beatles it’s like being in a power couple, like i can say all the hyperbole i feel and it doesn’t feel stupid because the world at large agrees, and i know that i’ve dedicated my energy to something genuinely great. sure i have to affect some dumbassery to be like ‘my brain has been colonised by a tv show’, but at least it’s a tv show that has been compared countless times to shakespeare, you know. but then when it’s the gay pirate show or, wrestling, and it’s exactly the same emotional process, there’s a bit of my brain now constantly going omg stop stopppp this is dumb it’s not that good it’s not that deeep. but that doesn’t make a difference cause i’m still spending all those hours in the evening burying myself in the videos and the fic and the online community like a mouse that’s discovered a new kind of cheese and cannot get enough. or a new drug maybe. and when i walk around with the fresh obsession in my head it’s like the honeymoon phase in a crush with the sky looking just a bit bluer. like there’s really no feeling quite like it for me, and even knowing all the negatives associated with it (procrastination devastation, bad sleep schedule, annoying my friends for the next months-years) i just cannot fight the sheer giddy joy of wrapping myself up in a new obsession once i know it’s hit. and the absurdity of that process happening to me pretty much consistently every few months since i was eleven is really apparent when the thing i am wrapping myself up in is not kendall roy, top character of all time, and all the genuinely high quality fanfic succession seems to inspire, but undisputed tag team champions sami zayn and kevin owens.

tl;dr: “good for you or sorry that happened”

#now i'll take this opportunity to annoy my friends #they have been soulmates and rivals for TWENTY YEARS in REALITY. that's nuts people #across 2 kayfabe personas for sami #they just love fighting each other so much they can't stop doing it #this one is a mindfuck cause there is a fictional story of repeated betrayal and reconciliation that's obviously delicious and addictive #and there's also parasociality with the guys themselves who aren't as separate from their kayfabe roles as actors in a show or sth #you ever love someone so much you compulsively hit them with a chair and powerbomb them onto the apron

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melodyplucked · 1 year

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📸 photos ricky's taken of nini ( @inspotlight )

#♫ — sign our names into the sand so we remember ( edits )#♫ — a soulmate is someone who you carry with you forever ( nini )#inspotlight #♫ — if i showed up at your doorstep ( answered )#queue #//cuties !!! studio things and them at the beach or in bed and just... cute

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kaizokuseb · 1 year

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the entire struggle of how i met your mother could be solved by ted, marshall, and lily realizing that they’re a throuple

#how i met your mother #i would include barney and robin but they’re both aro and platonic soulmates in their own relationship #qpr? but i don’t feel comfortable using that term as someone who’s allo. and whatever the romantic equivalent of allo is #like i can’t be comfy applying that term when i don’t 100% understand it #platonic soulmate is different but it’s the closest that i can understand #it’s two relationships and they’re all best friends #god i could so fix this show #poly love could solve so many things #ted is the tree that marshall and lily grew around

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kentopedia · 5 months

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nanami kento, who hates dating, and didn’t do much of it in his early twenties. but now, he’s almost thirty, watching all the people he works with settle down, have kids, and he thinks he wants that. so he might as well try.

so satoru sets him up on a few dates — friends of friends, he calls them. and at the end of every one of the dinners, kento goes home empty, exhausted, because he knows what they want is not the same.

still; he thinks maybe he’s being a little self-destructive, maybe too picky, maybe he just got so used to being alone. with satoru’s insistence, he gives all the women another call, invites them over to his apartment.

the first time was a disaster… kento had barely set the dinner on the table before his cat had hissed at her, scratched her down the arm in a thin gash. and though it did draw blood, it was hardly enough to warrant that reaction.

he didn’t even try to stop her as she picked up her bag and left, huffing like she’d been morally offend. kento, though, could only smile to himself in amusement.

because maybe kento was a poor judge of character, a man who was secretly hoping nothing would pan out — but his cat could certainly tell the good from the bad.

it became a little game to him, after that. seeing if anyone could win his pet over, and if they could, perhaps they were the one. his darling animal was a fickle thing anyway. a bit too defensive, quick to bite anything threatening after years on the streets.

naturally, no one came back twice.

he was close to giving up, accepting his solitude because he was tired of empty conversations over dinner. but then, he ventured out over the weekend to a new coffee shop, during hours he normally didn’t spend out of his home, and met you.

though you only talked for a moment, kento felt like maybe he’d known you in a past life. a part of him thought maybe it was strange, the way he kept coming back to talk to you, catching you at the end of your shift to see if you wanted to grab a coffee sometime.

by the second date, kento started to think you could turn out to be his best friend.

by the third date, kento wondered if soulmates were real.

on the fourth date, almost two months later, an appropriate time to get to know someone when you were as reserved as kento, he invited you over for dinner. it was, perhaps, the final confirmation he needed to let himself be with you.

he let you through the door, smiling softly as you told him about the book you were reading, and hung his coat on the rack. a moment later, you stopped, distracted, hands covering your mouth in a gasp.

“kento! she’s the cutest cat i’ve ever seen, you didn’t even show me pictures!” you exclaim, and, a few feet away, crouched down. “look at her pretty eyes…”

“careful,” kento said, “she’s not very—“

but the cat approached your outstretched hand, sniffed once, before letting you scratch her under her chin, purring loud enough for kento to hear across the room.

“shes such a sweetheart, you told me she was mean!” you smiled, making a cooing noise as you threaded your fingers through her fur. “kento’s a liar, isn’t he… you’re so precious.”

a few moments later, she snapped her jaw at you in a biting motion, and you only laughed, withdrawing your hand. “alright, i get it, i won’t bother you anymore.”

though she still brushed against your legs, just as she did kento’s, and seemed to communicate some sort of message to him.

“do you want any help cooking?” you ask, tucking your hair behind your ears. “i’m a disaster in the kitchen, but—“

“sure,” kento said, his chest tightening as he blinked back at you, only in his apartment for minutes and already looking as at home there. he wondered if it was possible to fall in love so quickly. “but only if you want to.”

#this is very silly #i just wanted to get it out of my drafts #i’ve had this thought for a while but #i decided i didn’t want to write a whole drabble so now you get this #kento being inexperienced at dating & not enjoying it is very special to me #and so is him having a cat tehe #selfship coded i suppose bc reader is me but it’s not that obvious i hope #beloved kento 💋 ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆#nanami x reader #xoxo rylie 💌 ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆#jjk x reader #nanami x you #nanami fluff #nanami x gender neutral reader

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casvonriegan · 11 months

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I tire of desiring romance so much when it is also the thing I'm most afraid of.

Every time someone approaches me with romantic interest, I shut down.

Whenever I develop a crush on someone, I repress it. I never pursue it. And then wallow in self-pity when nothing comes to pass. Or they find someone else.

How do I get over this. My heart craves nothing more than to find my Person. The Person. My Partner in Everything. But I have put up so many self-built walls and obstacles.

It isn't even that I have a history of bad romances? I've had one (1) serious relationship in my life. And all things considered, it ended on fairly amiable terms.

Why can't I just let myself try to find my Person. What am I so afraid of.

#cas talks #cas yells #cas screams #do I just have so much internal self loathing built up that I can't see past it #have I hated myself for so long that I just can't possibly see anyone else taking pity on me and showing me love in this lifetime #I mean I know my friends love me #they love me very deeply and I love them #but I just... want there to be someone #just one person out there #who wants to share their life with me and wants me to share mine with them #the person who my soul is tied to #I am such a believer in soulmates like not even ironically like #every person is born with their being tied to another and they're two halves meant to find each other and share each other's joy and sorrow #or I don't know maybe I just tell myself that #maybe that's the only way I can justify me being lovable enough to another human being for them to even want to spend life with me #fuck man #I just love romance so much #and not just the idea #I love the idea of being romantic with someone #and sometimes its just me and a faceless entity #but the faceless entity has donned a personage more than once #I have had people tell me maybe I'm just aromantic but #I can't be #how can I desire romance so deeply #how can I picture myself sharing love and warmth with another human being so vividly that it makes my heart ache because it isn't real #Maybe I am tired #never trust how you feel about your life after 9pm

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anantaru · 5 months

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— does he like it when you're being clingy?

including wriothesley, neuvillette, kaveh, scaramouche x gn! reader

꒰ genre ꒱ — fluff & crack, lots of physical touch, established relationship, kissies, love sick genshin men

— wriothesley

as much as wriothesley shows off his strong demeanor for the outside world to see, he cannot lie to himself when it comes to you— because the duke likes seeing you be clingy with him and search for his vehemence.

to him, there was nothing better than having your arms all padded up around him while you kiss his little worries away— so for all he cares, let the outside world call him bewitched if they must, or caught in an angelic spell for that matter. to wriothesley it didn't sound bad nor did he really give a damn about what a so called nobody would say about his life, alongside the fact that he found it quite amusing whenever they did talk about him.

the duke was exceptionally gentle with you, but sometimes he just wants to be able to see you love him in a whole differing modus other than you simply uttering out the three delicate words— in fact, wriothesley too, cares about you so much that he's trying to keep you around all the time, having you enveloped in his arms like he always daydreams of whenever you were apart from each other— hoping that you'd visit him so he could listen to whatever story you might tell him about.

now, was this a new feeling? well, yes. simply put, it was one he had never experienced before. the man had always been faithful, protective and nurturing in his life, so when love solidified the senses of his body, wriothesley was able to finally share his love with somebody.

what you did not know was that wriothesley was slightly frightened in the early stages of your relationship, to someone like the duke it wasn't particularly a breezy walk in the park to open up to another individual and realize that for the first time in his life, he was able to trust someone undoubtedly without fearing a possible mistreat.

now, he admits his love to you when he felt ready to do so, and when he does spell out the three words that bonded a relationship anew, your lips curl deeper into a passionate smile as he kisses the sides of your mouth.

your company alone was an important determination factor of his mood, and although he doesn't want to trouble you with his work, nor was he really allowed to share important and confidential details, wriothesley was certain that you would always be there to listen to him no matter what crossed his mind.

interesting how his heart has not once melted in his entire life prior to finding his soulmate. that's why in his eyes, there is no truer language than the language of love.

a cruel world that has been so cold go him surely wouldn't give him such wonderful gift?

alas, it did— wriothesley could feel it in his bones whenever you held him close to your chest late at night, his ear shell quietly pressed right above your heart. the silent vibrations place a pure tepidness of passion on his soul when he finds himself gradually softening to it, on all occasions smiling as he falls asleep in your arms.

— neuvillette

in the early stages of your relationship, when you had first placed your lips on neuvillette's, the three letter announcement evaporates from his tongue as fluid as when sunlight enters the raindrops and emerges as rainbows from afar.

and yes, much to his surprise he didn't die because of it, who would've saw that coming? although the iudex wholeheartedly believed that he would suffer from a cardiac arrest due to the vast bursts of anxiety gradually chugging away his confidence.

"can i sit on your lap?" you smile gently, unsure whether his silence is that of enthusiasm or distaste.

neuvillette can hardly register it at first before he presses out a pathetic little yes when his excitement reaches the roof of his head and violently breaks through it, showing you those open and loving eyes that were the golden entry to his soul.

you hear a deep, breathless pant when you sit on him, witnessing how a hefty amount of redness catches up to his face until battering his ears, ultimately coaxing out a shiver from his spine.

don't misunderstand his unusual reactions— but neuvillette couldn't quite fathom that you belonged to him and sought out his body like that, it's always special when you nonchalantly rounded your hands on his face and replenished his energy anew, as if his frame was reborn in its most perfect form solely when he felt your trace.

and so, he cannot get enough of your warmth— no wonder when you remind yourself of the pure emotions that he harbored deeply for you.

instinctively, you rest your body against his chest, a soft glow rounding up your facial features, "ah, can't wait until you're done with this," you huff and point at his office desk being crowded by a bunch of papers as you press a small peck against the tip of his nose, ruffling his hair a little.

"it is rather late, you mustn't stay here," he insists, a barely distinctive curve of his lips turning all the difference in the choice of his tone.

"oh? does that mean you want to get rid of me?" how terribly skilled you were when you soaked your words in viscous sarcasm— so skillful in fact that neuvillette would always fall for it head first, or that's what you thought.

he raises a brow before curving one arm around your waist, leaning you against his chest so you wouldn't be able to move an inch, even if you tried.

"now," he playfully scolds, "you, my love, couldn't be farer from the truth."

"and here i thought you must know me by now?"

"i'm joking with you!" you panic, battering his cheek with little kisses as if he didn't know— but neuvillette sees how happy you were whenever you believed you fooled him.

he cocks an eyebrow at you, his mannerism in a questioning stance.

"apologies, aren't jokes supposed to be humorous?"

you scoff, "hmpf, now you're just mean!"

— kaveh

from an outer perspective, one couldn't possibly figure out who was clingier towards the other person— and even with someone being a close friends of the both of you, it's beyond the bounds of possibility to crown a winner.

you or kaveh? who yearned for the attention of the other more? to answer such difficult question, you should first know of the moniker a certain scribe has given you, in fact, within your friend-group kaveh and you had instantly claimed the title of most insufferable couple.

you might wonder, was that a bad thing? oh well, not at all!

and kaveh doesn't even attempt to conceal the priceless smirk on his face whenever he heard his roommate address the both of you as that— it turned him deeply fulfilled that everyone was able to see how crazy he was about you.

your heart feels full by his comforting arms that each throb rattles across your limbs and muscles, feeling weightless at the welcoming cradle— your love being whole, one touch and a gentle kiss on the lips and you feel on a bed of roses, tucked up in velvet.

"what is it?" kaveh leans at you, raising a brow at the way you peak behind his shoulder. during closer inspection, you catch up on a sneaky little smirk that frames his lips the more you focused on what's behind him, "c'mon baby, tell me," kaveh kisses your cheek.

"i think they're calling us insufferable again." you point behind his shoulder, specifically at a table with three people— one wholly focused on the cards in his hands and remaining unbothered while the others sneakily glanced over to you every now and then, whispering incoherent mumbles into each others ears with their palms covering their lips.

and your words don't achieve anything besides making him all the more amused when he wraps his arms around your waist, it's evident, very much so but kaveh was fond of the situation— perhaps he even prided himself on it, he has the audacity to act surprised though.

he laughs, nudging the tip of his nose against your jaw, "they're probably just talking about a way to beat cyno in tcg."

he continues, "we should leave early," and states firmly, "but i think alhaitham took my keys again."

"how does this always happen?" you note tiresomely before dropping your head onto his shoulder— a little too dramatically so that the scribe picked up on it immediately, revealing a triumphant smirk.

perhaps that is why they say love is such magic, this gift from the universe that was unable to be compared, this sweet addiction that no matter what situation you were in, big or small, if it's the two of you facing it together, it was nothing.

— scaramouche

even if scaramouche doesn't straight out admit it to you, he likes it whenever you were clingy with him— and after a good while of you two being in a relationship, he will more and more show his genuine love of it until he’s practically playing with the thought of begging for more.

in the beginning it starts by how fast his cheeks flame red and his focus dwindling as you hug him. after that particular encounter scaramouche memorizes what you did and decides that this must be a proper way to greet you as well— maybe even give you a little kiss on the cheek if he's feeling like it.

scratch that, what he lacks was the courage to go that far.

but no matter how often you would greet him this way, the action alone send him spiraling, shyly snuggling closer to you, inch by inch, although not risking it to hold eye contact and instead averting his gaze as he attempts to indulge in it nervously— stiff as concrete with both arms frozen on each side of his body when you wrapped your limbs around him.

he leans into your touch and closes his eyes— how warm, it's as if the sun itself would shine down on him and prickle on his skin, you feel so whole, like a home.

your touch, it's difficult to explain besides the fact that it carries such passion, and before scaramouche could register it— what was once scarred long ago expresses gentleness all of a sudden.

although not everything from his past could be forgotten, yet your presence made it bearable.

what was also a crucial task to scaramouche was his recent curiosity in understanding the concept of love and how he fell for it— while he ultimately came to the conclusion that the only way to understand love is to feel it, attempt to embody it, or embrace it in its complete form.

next time, you greet him with a blank look on your face as he applies your method on you first, slightly catching you off guard as he welcomes you home almost wordlessly, taking your hand in his cold one when he pulls you into a hug— it is a silent engage and the way he practically dragged you into him made your forehead smack his shoulder.

thankfully scaramouche doesn't have to speak in order for you to understand what he was trying to signalize here.

what's following next would be considered even sillier than him blatantly copying you, but when the two of you walk alongside each other through the hustling streets of sumeru city, you flinch a little at a strong grab on your hand ambushing you, "hey, nope— hold on, stop walking and give me your hand dammit," scaramouche scoffs as he chases after it, when with a quick motion, he traps it finally and tangles his digits around your own.

"there's no fun if i make it easy," you wink, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to his jaw, "i like the faces you make when you're mad, you know? your expressions are so cute."

"don't you realize you're wasting time like that?" scaramouche clicks his tongue before squeezing your hand in his grasp, letting out an audible hmph before turning his head towards the street.

"honestly? that's fine by me," you coo softly, smothering him with the attention he craves as more of your fingers dig into the soft flesh of his palm.

"as long as you still love me, of course."

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