#[ but god is he so happy when his partner is happy ]

[sb-essebi]

Hi @owwllly I loved this comic so much I wrote fic about it!

(Some angst slipped in, sorry about that)

Me and my ✨genius partner✨

Jayvik | Teen and Up | 1k | Complete

No Archive Warnings Apply | Tags: #Fluff #a dash of angst #Getting Together #Friends to Lovers #First Kiss #Pent-up Feelings #Insecurity #Self-Worth Issues #internalized ableism #(Viktor thinks something very ugly about himself) #Author is disabled #Implied Sexual Content

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OR

“Incredible,” Viktor said, awed, staring at the newly-refined, perfectly round gem.

“It worked. We finally turned the crystals into gemstones!”

The excitement in Jayce’s voice was palpable. Even if the experiment hadn’t been as successful as this, that alone would have been enough to make Viktor happy. Jayce’s shoulder was amazingly warm against the back of Viktor’s.

“See,” he said gently, extricating himself from Jayce and taking off his goggles. “Your theory was solid, it was just the execution that needed some refinement.”

“Amazing…” Jayce’s eyes were exhaustion-soft and joy-bright, and Viktor had to force himself to look away. “And we pulled it off a week ahead of Progress Day!” Viktor put his goggles down on the workbench, and felt the air behind him shift as Jayce rose and bolted for the door. “Sit tight! I’ll bring Heimerdinger over and show him our new invention.”

Turning to watch Jayce go, Viktor spotted the thick, scruffy stubble that had taken over Jayce’s face in the days and nights spent working ceaselessly in the lab.

It looked quite fetching on Jayce, and Viktor felt some heat rush to his cheeks at the thought.

“Eh, Jayce, wait!”

Jayce stopped at the door and looked back, smiling.

“Yes, V?”

Viktor pointedly tapped a finger against his own cheek to signal Jayce to check his.

Jayce’s eyes and mouth went wide.

“Oh! Almost forgot.”

Puzzled, Viktor watched Jayce walk back over to him.

Then, Jayce planted a firm, resounding kiss on his cheek.

“I’ll go tell the professor what me and my genius partner have created!”

With a wave and a wink, he left.

As if nothing had happened. As if Viktor’s cheek weren’t burning still from the touch of his lips. As if he hadn’t left Viktor speechless with his whole face growing hotter and hotter by the second. As if Viktor’s right hand weren’t glued to the spot Jayce had kissed as though to keep that easy affection trapped against his skin.

“I… I meant your beard,” Viktor said to the empty room.

Next thing he knew, Viktor had bent over the workbench, face buried into one of his forearms while the other clutched at the back of his hair, shaking, with a blush searing itself down his neck and chest.

Normally, he could handle his feelings for Jayce. He could handle Jayce’s unfairly good looks and his utterly perfect body. He could even handle Jayce’s tactile nature, the hands on his arms, the shoulder touches and the half-hugs.

But this… this casual intimacy, however accidental, this he couldn’t handle. Not on three hours of sleep in as many days. Not when it ushered in thoughts of what if. What if it could be intentional, what if he were Jayce’s life partner, what if he could have Jayce-

He curled in on himself until it hurt, and a horrendous, needy whine left his throat.

“Viktor, I am so sor- Viktor, are you okay? Oh God, you’re breathing so fast-”

It was humiliating, to be caught wanting so viscerally. Especially to be caught wanting as someone like him, defective and deteriorating and dying, wanting someone like Jayce, who was— everything. Who was perfect. Who deserved better and more and longer, who Viktor had vowed to leave alone, to spare him an even worse heartbreak when Viktor would inevitably pass—

Viktor thought he might start crying.

And that was when Jayce decided to put both hands on his shoulders.

“Viktor, are you okay? Please, talk to me. Do you need medical attention? I’m so sorry about- that was so out of line-“

Later, Viktor would not know what came over him. He would blame the lack of sleep, temporary insanity, arcane influence, anything but the fact that he just couldn’t take it anymore. Couldn’t take the gentleness and concern in Jayce’s voice. And his every resolve crumbled to dust.

He straightened up, swivelling on the stool when Jayce recoiled in surprise, punted his good leg on the floor to stop himself once they were face to face, grabbed Jayce by the tie and kissed him squarely on the lips.

Jayce stood stock-still. For some reason, presumedly out of shock, he let Viktor kiss him long and lingering and desperate, and catalogue the heat of his body and the taste of his lips and the feel of his beard against the corner of Viktor’s mouth while the rest of the world faded from Viktor’s awareness until—

Until Jayce kissed him back.

Cupped Viktor’s face in his large, warm, calloused hands, melted into him and kissed. Him. Back.

Viktor’s breath was promptly punched out of his lungs. He kissed Jayce breathlessly then, needing him far more than air, pressing his tongue past Jayce’s parted lips and kissing him until black spots were dancing behind Viktor’s eyelids and he had to forcibly pull himself back with a gasp.

Jayce was breathing hard, cheeks and ears crimson.

“I was gonna say I was sorry for kissing your cheek,” he said with a chuckle, one hand rubbing the back of his own neck. “But, um-”

Viktor took a great gulp of air and kissed him silent.

Surely, when he ran out of oxygen again he would know what to say. Something that wasn’t ‘I love you’. Surely, after this kiss.

Or after the one that followed.

Or the one after.

Surely he could face Jayce then, question him as to why he was even indulging Viktor.

Certainly, after they’d finished putting the lab’s workbench through new and unspeakable abuses, Viktor would be able to field Jayce’s inevitable inquiry of his behaviour, respond with something that wasn’t that he adored Jayce and wanted to spend every second of his however short life with him.

Surely.

Definitely.

Doubtlessly.

Doubtlessly, there was an explanation for Jayce lying on the floor and gathering Viktor into his arms and on top of him to spare him the cold hard stone, holding Viktor tight and frantic and gentle, alternating between peppering his face and neck with kisses and whispering sweet nothings into his ear -my partner, my beautiful perfect partner, my Viktor- that didn’t include mutual, requited, wholehearted romantic love for one another.

Wasn’t there?

sleepless nights

[dixons-sunshine]

I Will Always Find You | Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

(GIF isn’t mine.)

Summary: Daryl’s heart had shattered the moment he had learned that you and your son had been captured. He needed to find the two of you. However, whether he would find the two of you alive or dead was what made him worry.

Genre: Angst with a happy ending.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of death, blood, injuries, probably inaccuracies regarding said injuries.

Word count: 1.1k

A/N: Me? Staying on top of requests? Unheard of. Impossible lol. But in all seriousness, this was another piece that was fun to write. I’m not really good at angst, so this is helping me get some practice in for it. I hope y’all like this!

Daryl wiped at the blood that trickled down from the wound on his forehead. His body ached all over. He was pretty sure he had, at the very least, bruised ribs, his shoulder was throbbing from where he had been thrown back against the wall, and his ankle hurt badky. However, despite all of that, he hobbled forward. He was motivated by the need to find the two people he loved most.

You and your son.

With great effort, he moved on, his crossbow being dragged behind him. Daryl could feel himself getting more panicked with each person that reunited with their loved ones, but there was still zero sign of you or Jasper. The voices that echoed behind him became nothing but mere white noise as his mind begun racing with every negative reason as to why he could not find the two of you, the most prominent one of all being the fact that you both could be dead.

“Brother.”

Daryl did not register that someone was talking to him until that word got repeated. He turned around when he felt someone grip his shoulder, locking eyes with those of Rick Grimes. “What?”

“Take a deep breath.” Rick’s eyes bore into Daryl’s, almost as if he was looking into his soul. “We’ll find ‘em.”

“Yeah, but how?” Daryl spoke up gruffly, his voice laced with sadness. “Ain’t no guarantee we ain’t gonna find ‘em dead.”

Rick’s heart broke for his found brother. He knew all too well how it felt, not knowing whether or not your family is alright. It was a pain he wished on no one, especially not someone like Daryl; his best friend and brother.

“We’ll find ‘em,” Rick repeated. There were no guarantees that they would find you and Jasper alive, so he knew it would not do any good to make empty promises of “they’re gonna be okay”, because he knew that he could not say that for sure. He wished he could, but he couldn’t.

The archer sighed and nodded. “Alright.”

With that, he continued onwards, this time with the assistance of Rick. The former sheriff’s deputy knew that Daryl would not take kindly to being asked to sit it out and let other people do the searching, no matter if he was literally on his death bed, so he did not even attempt to ask him to stay back.

Every room gradually got searched through and cleared out. Members of the group continued meeting up with loved ones, while others had to see their’s dead. As Daryl trudged forward, his heart continued to sink into the depths of his stomach. Would he find you and Jasper alive? Or would he have to face the fact that he lost the two most important people in his life?

Rick gave Daryl a gentle pat on his shoulder when he got called away by Michonne. “I’ll be right back,” he said before walking away, meeting up with his partner that was busy helping injured people out of a room.

Daryl sighed in exhaustion. He ran a hand through the tangled knots in his hair, shutting his eyes to will away the tears that formed. It would do nobody any good if he broke down. He needed to stay strong. He needed to keep it together. He needed—

“Daddy!”

His train of thought got cut off by the sound of an all too familiar voice. He turned around and saw none other than his son running towards him. Daryl wasted no time in taking off himself, his injuries only a vague remembrance as he dropped to his knees and brought Jasper into his arms.

“Oh, god,” Daryl whispered, holding him close to his chest. “Thank god.”

“Daddy,” his four-year old cried, burying his face into the archer’s shoulder.

“I gotcha, Bud. I gotcha.” Daryl stood up, holding Jasper in his arms. His battered and bruised body was screaming in protest at the added weight, but he ignored it. He would much rather die than not hold his son close to him in that moment. It was then that Daryl noticed you standing off to the side, bloody and clutching your side, a teary smile on your face. “Sweetheart…”

That was all you needed. You stepped forward and threw your arms around him and Jasper, hiding your face in your husband’s neck. Daryl adjusted his hold on the boy so that he could wrap an arm around you, resting his head against your’s.

“Daryl…” you trailed off, your voice sounding choked up due to the fact that you were crying.

“I know,” Daryl began, closing his eyes as tears now openly streamed over his face. He could not be bothered to hide them this time. He was so relieved by the fact that you and Jasper were okay. Injured and probably worse for wear, but otherwise okay.

You were the first one to pull back. You looked deeply into Daryl’s ocean eyes, finding comfort in their blue depths. “You found us.”

Daryl managed to give you a small, albeit strained, smile. “Did ya ever doubt I would?” he tried to joke, his free hand moving to gently rub Jasper’s back. “I’ll always find ya. You don’t gotta worry ‘bout that.”

“I knew you would,” you whispered, placing one of your hands on Jasper’s head, gently stroking his hair. Your little boy was uncharacteristically quiet, his usually bubbly attitude tainted by the trauma he had experienced at the hands of some vengeful ex-saviours. You frowned as you looked at the gash on his cheek, the guilt of not having been able to protect him from those monsters gnawing at your mind.

Daryl could see the hurt painted across your face. He knew you were blaming yourself for what had happened to your son. However, he also knew that it was not your fault. What had happened was out of your control. He did not blame you, and he did not want you blaming yourself. But that would have to be a conversation for later. He knew that it would do him no good to bring that up now, when you had not even left the building you had been held captive in.

“Hey. S’alright. I gotcha both, okay?” he began softly, recapturing your attention. “Nothin’ll happen to you both anymore. I promise.”

You sent him a grateful smile, one that spoke volumes. “I know.” With that, you stepped back into his embrace, back into the arms of the person who made you feel safe, protected, and loved, and as he pressed his lips to your temple, you knew for sure that everything would be okay. Maybe not now, but eventually.

[cybrasigilism]

Thanos (Player 230) Smut Drabble

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warning: smut and all things of the like | lowercase intended | degradation | spanking | protection not implied (wrap it before you tap it) | PiV | reader has female genitalia | not proofread

character: thanos/choi su-bong (player 230)

A/N: thanks for 50+ followers! i appreciate each and every one of you so much :) i just wanted to say that i was thoroughly surprised with how many people wanted me to do a thanos smut drabble because i personally felt my writing for him was less than satisfactory, i’m just happy i was able to do him justice! also, my request box is open! if theres anyone you want me to write for please drop a request there!

MDNI! 18+ content beneath the cut, readers discretion is advised

you and i both know damn well that thanos, player 230 himself, is an absolute freak.

it doesn’t come as a surprise to any of his partners when he goes absolutely buck wild in bed, dude is willing to try and experience just about any and everything just as long as it involves him inside you.

need him to go down on you? you may have to pry him off if you want his cock because he will get lost in the pleasure. he won’t even just eat you out, he’ll suck and lick on your clit while fingering you, working at absolute god speed just to make you cum. need to dry hump? he’s more than willing to let you grind on his thigh while he kisses and marks up your neck, leaving a cluster of hickeys and bite marks in his wake. trust he will be pulling your hair back to ensure you’re thoroughly marked up, not a spot on your neck left unscathed by his mouth.

when it comes time for you to please him, he will grab a fistful of your hair and guide your head up and down his dick, and rest assured that you will without a doubt be deepthroating him. he’s quite vocal when pleasing you, sure, but when the roles are reversed and you’re doing the work on him? such slutty sounds have never before been expelled from human lips, he’ll go on about how good your mouth feels on his cock, how impressed he is with your ability to take the full length of him between your lips. oh and god forbid you lightly graze your teeth over his dick, if you plan on making him cum through a blowjob god please use your teeth.

“oh fuck girl, yeah..that’s right suck my dick just like that fuck” and “god if you keep going like this.. i dunno if i can take it, shit.” are both phrases you can expect to hear, that’s if he’s too far gone to focus on degrading you. if his thoughts haven’t been totally clouded by how good you’re making him feel, he’ll make sure to mock you and be kind of a dick about the whole ordeal. “finally putting that bitch mouth of yours to good use.” “awe, is it too much? can’t take it? too fucking bad.”

when it comes to actually fucking you, it’s face down, ass up all the way. you’ll for sure be leaving the situation with a bruised ass from how much he’ll be spanking you. the hair pulling carries over here too, he’ll pull you back into it while he fucks you senseless, whispering filthy things all the while.

will 100% call you his “personal cum dumpster” and the degradation does. not. stop.

“how does it feel, huh? to be on all fours like the little bitch you are for me? bet no one else could make you feel this good, huh?”

“fuck, you’re such a good cocksleeve, holy shit”

“god, moaning like such a slut for me, didn’t think you were such a needy whore”

when he’s not spanking your ass or pulling your hair back, his hands are firmly affixed to your hips with such fervour that marks being left behind would not surprise you. the twinge of pain that comes when he digs his nails into the grip is something you find yourself waiting for. he knows you love it, to be honest i don’t think he would do any of this if it didn’t get you as wet as it did. trust he will also rub your clit as he fucks you like this, when you end up cumming, it might be too much to handle with how this man attacks your senses from every angle.

biting, scratches, hair pulling, the whole nine yards can be expected when you let thanos use you like this.

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thanks for reading again! you know the drill, any advice/constructive criticism is appreciated and requested! i’m always looking to improve my writing, and of course, more to come :)

[touchstarvedbbg]

Touchstarved NSFW headcanons

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

Pairing: Vere, Leander, Mhin, Ais, and Kuras x reader

Specifications: General NSFW headcanons

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

Vere

Alignment: Switch

Size: Above average (around 6 inches)

Kinks: Bondage, Semi-public sex, Overstim

|🩰| When it comes to Vere, it honestly depends on the partner and how he’s feeling on any given day. He could top or bottom and generally has no preference for which position he’s in.

|🩰| Certainly not a Virgin. Vere has had his fair share of partners before and is fairly experienced.

|🩰| Pretty down for a large variety of different things. Vere is willing to try almost anything at least once for her partner, though he certainly brings kinks such as bondage into the rotation quite frequently.

|🩰| He would be willing to use a fair share of toys on himself or his partner.

|🩰| Risky, Semi-public sex is never off the table for Vere, and likely would be something that he’d do quite frequently. In the closet of a bar? Hell yes. Out in an open field? He’s down! Hell, even risking getting caught in Kuras’s clinic is fair game.

|🩰| On that same note, he’d totally be down to have a threesome from time to time. Sure, it wouldn’t be something he’d do with any person he sees or even frequently for that matter, but he’s certainly open to it.

|🩰| With all this being said, Vere is also a sucker for some soft, private sex from time to time as well.

|🩰| He refers to his partners with a variety of pet names. Some of his favorites are things like Baby, Babe, (given the circumstances, Master maybe.)

Leander

Alignment: Top

Size: around 5.5 inches

Kinks: Praise, temperature play, impact play

|🩰| Leander is no stranger to having sex with people. Prior to meeting you, he’s likely had multiple casual partners and quick flings. That isn’t to say he wouldn’t be loyal to you once you start dating, of course! You are the most important person to him, and he wouldn’t dare betray the trust you have in him like that.

|🩰| He’s actually usually quite vanilla with his long term partners, partially because he genuinely wants to make sure they’re feeling good in the moment. Leander is genuinely a nice person, and really does want to make his partner happy.

|🩰| He has long fingers and knows how to use them. Trust.

|🩰| When it comes to sex drive, he does have a pretty high sex drive. Masturbates from time to time.

|🩰| On occasion when he does have rough sex with his long term partners Leander is super amazing with aftercare. Runs a hot bath if the setting allows, cups of water, blankets. If all you want is to lay down with him, he’d be more than happy to accommodate.

|🩰| Lowkey had a bit of a hidden daddy kink.

|🩰| He’d definitely be willing to use toys on his partner, but it wouldn’t be something that’s in the frequent rotation. This is partially because he wants to be the one making you feel good (slightly possessive, though he’d never want to admit it.)

|🩰| Loves to see his partners face while he fucks them. The expressions that you make from the pleasure he gives you. That’s what gets him going more than anything.

Ais

Alignment: Top

Size: 5-6 inches (lawd they all packing)

Kinks: bondage!!! Master kink, Hair pulling, orgasm control

|🩰| Ais is the type to have one or two long-term flings, not a large number of different partners.

|🩰| He loves to be in control, hence he often ties up the people he’s having sex with, proving that he is the one who calls the shots.

|🩰| Probably talks down to you as he does so. It’s too bad that you can’t do the things that he does yourself! Only he gets to be the one to make you feel this good.

|🩰| He’s REALLY good at giving head. God, he’ll have his partners sit on his face and eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner. (If he could, of course)

|🩰| He does have a rather high sex drive as well, and he certainly doesn’t bother trying to hide it from his partners. If anything, he uses it to try and get them in the mood (I’d assume it usually works.)

|🩰| Ais is another person who would use a large variety of sex toys. Particularly in order to have more control. Tying his partner down while he reads and using toys on them? He’s totally down.

|🩰| Another thing he’d probably be into is cockwarming. Having his partner sitting on his member while he reads or gets other work done, occasionally commenting on how good you feel around him.

|🩰| Not mentioned above, but if his partner was a virgin he’d be ecstatic as well. Being the first person to make you feel good, setting a high standard for any partners you may bed In the future.

|🩰| Also pretty good with aftercare. He does want his partners to think positively of him after all. Ais may be cruel during sex, but he’d more than make up for it afterwards with the soft kisses he gives you in the bath while he cleans you up.

Mhin

Alignment: Bottom (this isn’t to say they’re necessarily a sub though)

Size: Assuming they May be amab, I’d say around average size. But, I’ll leave these headcanons ambiguous!

Kinks: Knife play, Humiliation (semi-public), asphyxiation

|🩰| They’re more of a bottom, but would still totally order their partner around in the bedroom.

|🩰| Totally the type to put a collar on their partner as a bit of a power move.

|🩰| really good at using their fingers to get the job done if you know what I mean.

|🩰| Obviously not very experienced, but Mhin is the type to pick up on things very quickly. They’re observant and intelligent, really good at picking up on what you do and don’t like.

|🩰| Low sex drive, but that doesn’t mean that they won’t indulge their partner. Mhin would be more than willing to tie their partner down and use toys on them, watching with a smirk.

|🩰| Most of the time they’re rather vanilla, preferring soft, loving sex with you. You’re one of the only people who ever gets to see Mhin this vulnerable, might as well savor the moment.

|🩰| They are good at finding ways to shut their partners up. Riding their face? Sure. Gags? Yep! But their personal favorite is choking, taking their partners breath away so that you can’t speak is their personal favorite.

|🩰| Thigh riding is also something they like quite a bit, whether it’s you or them being the one doing the riding doesn’t matter.

|🩰| Will hold a knife to your throat while you fuck them. Especially if the two of you aren’t lovers and more of a fling-type relationship.

|🩰| Along with Vere, Mhin would be likely to have sex with somebody they’re having a conflict with. Unlike Vere, however, Mhin wouldn’t have hate-sex, it would be more of a way to settle tension with somebody they trust.

|🩰| Definitely has a small collection of lingerie for both you and them. It may not be sizable, or used often, but when they are in the mood it’s rather obvious.

Kuras

Alignment: Switch

Size: Have you seen this man? He’s gotta be packing (at least 7 inches..)

Kinks: Body worship, Bondage, Humiliation/degradation, hair pulling

|🩰| So many people see this man as a top but come on. He looks like he would take it up the butt (I’m so sorry)

|🩰| Kuras, despite having been around for god knows how long, is incredibly inexperienced. He doesn’t have the need to indulge in such things as sex, so he never has.

|🩰| That being said, he’s a doctor and knows his anatomy. He may be inexperienced, but he knows the spots that feel good for people.

|🩰| This isn’t noted, but when he’s on bottom he’d totally have a worship kink. Praising you as if you’re his god is something so against her very being that it turns him on, even if it’s shameful and downright sinful.

|🩰| When he’s on top, Kuras loves to see your face, the beautiful expressions that you make give him reassurance that he is bringing you satisfaction.

|🩰| Kuras is not quiet, especially on bottom. As much as he tries to keep himself from releasing those sinful sounds, they always slip out.

|🩰| Top or bottom, he would probably be turned on if he got gagged as long as he’s in the mood for this exact reason. Especially if it’s being done in the clinic and you don’t want to risk being caught.

|🩰| He doesn’t have a high sex drive and wouldn’t actively seek out sex, but can be rather easily turned on.

|🩰| When on top he takes his time to examine every inch of your body, worshipping every little bit of your perfect being as if you’re his god.

[forestgreenlesbian]

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[moth-flowers]

moth-flowers #17

[wutheringmights]

also i really shouldn't have written stp because now i have a million ideas for spirit's adventures in new hyrule that I will never have time to actually write :((

[vaguely-concerned]

just going about my day idly contemplating how some of the ways hawke can interact with a romanced anders are not at all unlike how they interact with leandra (and a bit of carver too, especially with a purple hawke), and then thought about my hawke in the timeline where he romances anders and was hit straight in the face with 'was he ever actually in love, or was he just desperately trying to renegotiate with his mother's ghost in any way he could' and now i need to lie down. this is the power of dragon age 2

[hauntingblue]

Last arcane episode ever..... here we fucking go....

[crystalsprinklescake]

“And I always fall hopelessly in love with my skating partners”

Adam telling on himself that he fell hopelessly in love with Tadashi when he was young.

Skating as a ritual of love. Ok.

Come get your man, Tadashi.

[domeniudulce]

The idea that Gascoigne and Henryk were hunting partners (presumably with Henryk being Gascoigne's elder and mentor) and that Viola was Henryk's daughter is the funniest shit. Like how do you think that went over.

[starryluminary]

So

[spearxwind]

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[zedif-y]

i say this with my entire chest. hold hands with your friends!!

[gojoest]

hii do you see gojo as a golden retriever boyfriend? and do you think he would be with a feisty/grumpy gf and what that would be like?

yes yes yes!!! he's so golden retriever bf coded so clingy so full of love and so pouty when he's got to be away from his partner~ he'd have so much fun with a fiesty/grumpy s/o i like to think but the question is if they can handle him bc, as we all know, gojo is a notorious menace and will push their buttons to earn a flustered reaction any given day (finds it cute) 😩 why is this so gojohime tho ksjdh anyway!

will use a reference from another anime bc it's literally gojo and fits this dynamic so well 💀

[scribz-ag24]

Aughhh yesss yessss you get it @s1nn0hh.

Whenever I think of Grovyle's emotional state I remember how he calm he is in the underground lake versus him yelling constantly in Crystal lake and how, after discovering his partner is alive and amnesiac, he devotes 2 entire minutes to try being emotional, gets no reaction from hero or partner, and immediately switches tracks to focus on his mission again.

I can't believe how lonely he must have been and that makes even worse how he ends up knowing hero's identity in the worst way possible, with Dusknoir opening his big mouth to say that hero will die with him and his mission is over. Grovyle's reactions to Hero's identity are literally "what", "what" and "........", he probably isn't happy that Dusknoir has turned what was supposed to be great news of his friend being alive into the final nail in his coffin. In the end it doesn't matter Hero was his best friends and the most important person to him, Grovyle is only means to an end, he is there to die saving the world or die trying. I wonder if that kind of mentality is what kept him pushing through everything while he was alone, I wonder if Hero and him had that exact way of thinking and agreed on it, in case they were separated.

Tho ngl, i think if Grovyle knew Hero lost their memories because they shielded him, Grovyle would break apart, this lizard boy can only hold so much guilt in him. He was already repressing all the parts of him that knew there were pokémon who did not want to disappear (i'm sorry but the planetary investigation survey is so ridiculous it barely sounds real lmaooo), he can't handle any more.

I guess the good side is that hero got to enjoy all the beautiful sights and scenaries and people from the past without terrible memories of a doomed future, so maybe it's for the best they don't remember that. (Maybe there was nothing worth remembering :))) )

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