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Behaviour Headcanon Meme

👀 'Liking' someone

It's hands left within reach - not offered precisely but not pulled back and tucked away. It's bare forearms with his weight on them, left reachable across the bar-top. It's the backs of fingers touched to another's for the briefest moment which becomes a wide hand over a forearm which becomes that same hand, over time, rested to the small of another's back. It's dipping his head close when another speaks, so he can show he's listening as well as sneak in that bit closer...Ron doesn't forget personal space when he likes another person. Slowly, inexorably, he lets them into his.

👀'Big joy'

Blunted affect and the (needed) cocktail of medication Ron takes to manage his schizophrenia can make his responses to emotive subjects, happenings and moments somewhat limited. Left to stew he can work himself up, particularly into a simmering rage, but sudden things? Those are hard to process. There are times though - and Ron's not sure what brings them on - where the stars align, his medicinal regimen either works right or stops working enough to let him feel things to their fullest extent in real time and when those moments happen and joy finds him...Oh. The emotional catharsis is breathtaking.

A memory of his, one of his fondest in this vain, is of a rain storm.

It came in suddenly, found him on his New York establishment's roof terrace, and it was one of those days where the meds either worked right or stopped working and it felt for a hot second like the sky unzipped and God smiled down on him and the lead weights that schizophrenia lashed to his arms and legs and shoulders all fell off at once. He stood there in that downpour, his head back, tears streaming down his face as he laughed up at the sky; as he flung his arms open and twirled in a tight circle just the once; as the rain drops fell down upon him like they were cleansing him of everything he'd ever wanted cleansing of.

He didn't tell his doctor about it; about how God had smiled at him and unzipped the sky to convey...something to him. They'd drug him blind, he was certain of it. So he tucked it away, looked back at it when the weights round his shoulders and arms and legs got real heavy. And he hoped to feel that kind of joy - that kind of emotion that's too big for one person to contain - again one day.

👀 'Scritch-scritch'

This--

Not so much the jerk round; more the scratching at his hair/scalp...That's an effort at self-comfort through distraction when the world feels like its on the wonk. He might have heard or sensed something no one else can but that's real enough to him that he's looked round to try and find it and found nothing. That'd be a stressful thing in anyone's book -- more than deserving of that attempted calm-down-by-scritch.

Gentle with him, ever he's found like this.

Never will this sort of thing happen on a good day.

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A + F.

Sinday Headcanon Meme

A - Affection: How affectionate are they during sex? Is it different with people they're romantically involved with? Can they sleep with people they aren't?

Back before his brain threw him for a distinctly paranoid loop and made casual hookups at best Very Prickly Endeavours, Ron wasn't the most affectionate lover; not with said hookups at least. He wasn't horrendous to them by any means. No one was harmed in the making of a bit of fun, but it was just that - a bit of fun. He didn't love these people, so didn't treat them like he did. And there lies the difference between casual sleeping round, which post getting poorly he just can't force himself to chance, and sex with a romantic partner he cares for. In that situation Ron is a giving, thoughtful lover who takes pride in making sure his person knows they're both deeply loved and very much wanted. The form that that expression of love/wanting takes depends on the person.

F - Food: Do they believe certain foods can be aphrodisiacs? If so what foods are like that for them? Do they like using food in the bedroom or is it too messy?

Given Ron's transitory disinclination towards food as a whole, bringing it into the bedroom isn't something he'd consider off his own back. That said, he's got terrible worked up over licking honey off a lover's fingers before now so...anything's possible.