#『 ooc talk 』;;⠀⠀“he talks too much—doesn't he??”

[wiselyghost]

💙 When They Realized They Fell in Love With You

⤷ Warnings: none | includes: Kuroo, Bokuto, Hinata, Atsumu, Suna

⤷ long format | soft romance | emotional realizations | fluff with feelings

⤷ Sorry if it's ooc............

🐾 Kuroo tetsurō - He falls for your smile.

You're curled up on the couch with Kuroo, blanket over your laps, the light from the TV flickering against your skin. It's some cheesy sci-fi film he insisted you'd "hate so much you'd love it,' and you're both half-watching, half-narrating every awful line.

You reach for the popcorn at the same time he does, fingers brushing. You laugh softly. He glances over, already smiling, ready with some dumb remark—but the words never come.

You're lit only by the soft light of the screen, your smile worn ear to ear, he's favorite sound echoing in the room. Your laughter. Your hair falls into place. The air in his lungs get knocked right the fuck out. As his eyes widen at you, he brings his hand to his left chest where his heart should be, it aches for you and only you, only now is he really realizing it.

You notice his stare "What?"

He swallows the hollow lump in his throat.

"Nothin'... you just look cute when you're judging bad CGI."

You giggle. "Oh shut up, you're the one who picked it."

But he doesn't respond right away—because all he can think is oh. So this is what falling in love feels like. It's not loud. It's not dramatic. It's just... you, here, close enough to touch, and it's enough to undo him.

🦉 Bokuto Kōtarō - He falls for your laugh.

He's telling you some absurd, made-up joke—something about owls and protein powder—and you're howling. Your laughter is the kind that comes from your belly, the kind that makes your eyes crinkle and your hand smack his arm mid-giggle.

And Bokuto, being Bokuto, gets too excited reenacting the punchline and stumbles backward, tripping over a dumbbell he swore he moved.

You rush over, trying not to laugh more. "Bo! Are you okay?"

He groans dramatically. "I'm fine, but the floor definitely hit back."

You reach out your hand to help him, and as he looks up at you—laughing, flushed with joy, lit up by the warm sunset through the window—he sees everything.

Your smile. The golden lighting kissing your skin. The way your eyes shine when you look at him like he's your favorite part of the day.

And it slips out.

"I think I love you."

You blink. "...What?"

His eyes widen. "Wait—did I say that out loud?"

You laugh even harder, cheeks flushed now too. "Yes, you big dork."

He accepts your help off the floor, wrapping you in a hug so tight you squeak. "Well. I meant it."

🔥 Hinata Shōyō - He falls for the way you feel like home.

The sun's low, casting a soft golden hue into the apartment as your favorite slow song comes on. You're standing in the kitchen, swaying slightly with a glass of juice in your hand, eyes twinkling as you look at him.

"Dance with me?"

Hinata blinks. "Like... now?"

"Yes," you grin, tugging his hand. "C'mon. It's romantic."

He laughs, a little awkward, a little flustered, but follows you anyway. He's clumsy at first, bouncing too much on his toes, but you guide him—hands on his shoulders, moving gently together by the sink.

You ask him about practice, His favorite part of the day, and he talks with that usual spark. But then he looks down at you midsentence—and it hits him all at once.

Your head resting against his chest. Your content little sigh. How peaceful this feels. He wants this every day. He wants you every day.

“Y/N?” he says, softly.

“Hm?”

He smiles so wide it hurts. “This is my new favorite part of the day.”

🩹 Atsumu Miya – He falls for your voice.

He’s on a road trip with his team and calls you from the bus. It's late, and his voice is soft, tired but warm.

“You still awake?” he asks.

You are. You were waiting for him.

You talk about nonsense—the snacks he bought, how cramped the ride is, some weird music Suna put on. But then there’s a quiet pause. He hears you yawn.

“You should sleep, babe,” he says.

“M’kay. But I like hearing your voice.”

He goes quiet.

“What?” you ask.

“…I was gonna wait ‘til I got back, but…” He exhales. “I’m in love with you.”

You freeze. He’s rambling now, nervous. “I mean, I’ve probably been in love with you for a while, but like—now I’m aware of it, and—”

“Atsumu.”

“Yeah?”

“I love you too.”

The grin on his face is instant, pure. He tucks himself against the window and whispers, “Can’t wait to come home.”

📱 Suna Rintarō - he falls for your everything.

It's 11pm and you've dragged Suna out because you're craving ice cream. He grumbles about it but still shows up in sweats and a hoodie, car keys dangling from his fingers.

You're half-asleep in the snack aisle, comparing flavors while watches from behind the cart.

You're babbling about your favorite toppings, the weird candy combinations you like, and your bare face is soft and sleepy, hair tied up messily. You look like home.

This? This is it.

Not candlelit dinners or perfect dates. This—you in pajamas under fluorescent lights, waving around a pint of mint chocolate chip—is what love feels like.

He walks up, plucks the ice cream from your hand, and tosses it in the cart.

"You're buying that," he says.

"Why?"

"Cause I'm in love with you and I say so."

You blink.

"Rin."

"What?"

"You can't just drop that in aisle seven."

He shrugs. "You wanted ice cream. I gave you romance."

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[msookyspooky]

"Oh no, I ain't apologizin' for Shit."

HC Drabbles • Domestic AU • Bo Sinclair x Newly Wedded Fem!Wife Reader • Bo's a traumatized (traumatizing) asshole

♡ One HC I have that I stand by and we see in canon in the movie when he clearly looks guilty but just hypes up their mama to Vincent instead of saying sorry after lashing out...

Bo NEVER apologizes. Doesn't know how, was never apologized to, looks at it as weakness in a toxic household he grew up in. He will do or say anything but say 'I'm sorry'.

♡ Look, no one said 'marrying' (definitely wasn't legally binding) the crazed, abused, past rapist, 'no one loved me but my abusive mother' mommy issues, torturing, previously conjoined, Old Fashioned Southern raised serial killer was a cake walk. Is he better with a wife that makes him feel safe and cherished? Oh God yeah. Like, damn he should've had you a whole decade sooner!...But healed? Healthy? Vulnerable?...Eehhh...

♡ Depending on you and your personality. Either your rebellion surprises him or it angers him.

♡ "Careful there, sweetheart. Love, honor and OBEY. I'm still in charge-"

♡ He was raised that domination was love and fear and respect were the same thing and no one in that family ever just 'talked things out'.

♡ He just didn't expect him telling you, "C'mon suga. Be a good lil wifey, huh? Now, quit bein' all mouthy before I put ya over my knee, babygirl. Maybe on your knees an' put that pretty mouth t' good use..." while pushing you against the wall and kissing your neck wouldn't work. He expected you to fold like normal. To fear him but be turned on but not this time.

♡ Saying something like "NO! I'm not an object! This ring may not mean anything to you but it does to me and if every argument is gonna be threatening to tie me up and use me-" You probably can't even finish. You might even cry because you actually DID love this POS asshole. You shouldn't but you did. (if this is ooc? too bad imagine cussing him out then lol)

♡ He only knew how to seduce, charm, manipulate or scare to get his way...He looked like you might as well have slapped him as he reeled back looking flabbergasted then tense and uncomfortable and finally angry in a defensive way.

♡ "Fine! Cry all ya want." before shoving off the wall maybe even hitting something or knocking something over with his temper on the way out.

♡ But...He does care. You don't realize how much him placing that ring on you out of all the victims that came through here means A LOT to him even if he gruffly acted like it was slavery and you owned by him. It was but also wasn't. He always craved domesticality under the bondage and ritualistic killings but had no idea what something like that even looks like

♡ At first, out of guilt he HATES feeling. This icky foreign feeling he's not use to...Oh he's a big baby. Slamming things, doing things extra loud, passive aggressive gestures.

♡ If you return it with silence and your own passive aggressive coldness he is absolutely losing it. He HATES being ignored. It triggers him as bad as being yelled at does; maybe even more!

♡ He is so PETTY at being ignored he starts doing shit just to piss you off like "Ya finally done with yer lil hissy fit and ready to apologize?"

!?

"Me!? You expect ME to apologize?"

He shrugs and sniffs; acting all nonchalant, "Yeah?" He made a mocking look to taunt you, "You expected me? Nah. Oh no, I ain't apologizin for shit."

You grit your teeth trying so hard not to do what he wants; yell. He wants you to yell, lose your cool, get you all angry so he can smirk that he got under your skin maybe even hoping it would end in bondage or make up sex...

You turned back to doing dishes since these two brotherly slobs sure the Hell didn't. "Well, then that's that then...Guess we have nothing to say."

♡ He's outraged and glaring daggers. Either yelling at you or storming out slamming the door. If he didn't love you he'd grab you by your hair and threaten you but sadly his heart aches at you mad at him or afraid of him

♡ After a while he will feel bad, or at least, want his wife back. If you were JUST a victim like he tries to act like sometimes then you would've been dead or dragged down to the room under the gas station for an 'attitude adjustment'...But you actually mean something to him.

♡ He knows dragging you down to that room as punishment for an actual domestic issue would make everything 10x worse. It would only make one of the few people (What? Vincent maybe Lester and you? That's it.) fear him or hate him and deep down inside he doesn't want that even if he DOES want your compliance

♡ Yelling? Oh he secretly loves it. Feels like 'I love you' to a traumatized guy like him. Crying? Eh, makes him feel bad but he can wave it off as you just being an over emotional female. Hitting? He'd get turned on and rough. A slap feels like kiss to him.

♡ Silent treatment? He hates it. Hates it so so much. It's like he's a teary eyed lil boy begging his parents to not be mad at him all over again or acting out just to get attention

♡ So, a few days later, you blink at him having fixed a cabinet you were complaining about in the kitchen and he laid your favorite snacks silently on the table. A tiny offering that felt like a creature giving it to you rather than a man. Like a dog giving you a dead bird with puppy eyes wanting to be told they did good.

♡ This was...A new side of Bo you weren't use to. He won't look at you, looks extra tense, waiting but uncomfortable.

"What's this?..." You asked softly in confusion. Secretly missing talking to him too.

He shifted his weight with his arms folded and eyes downcast, "Just...Got snacks ya might like while I was down at the store gettin' stuff to fix the cabinet." He shrugged averting his eyes and clearing his throat. "Thought...Ya been...Um...W-Workin' hard round here keepin' things a float and got em is all." He gave as awkward as a teen boy as you stared at him. "Ya really...Ya make this place home, ya know...Mama might even have competition. She'd be proud how you turned this place back to a home with a feminine touch."

He barely looked up through his lashes. His blue eyes secretly pleading with you for forgiveness he didn't know how to ask for or apology he didn't know how to give. Not without it feeling like ripping his own tongue out. All he knew was to hype you up in some way.

♡ This shit was getting out of hand like most arguments with him would and you were starting to realize him giving you snacks or fixing something like a caveman is the closest apology you'll get.

♡ You both hug it out and you pour your heart out while he stiffly hugs you and yet buries his tired face into your neck...He still will use his ego to justify in his mind that he was the bigger person BUT he's secretly keeping notes to not do xyz again.

♡ He's a good husband but he just needs redirected sometimes and he'll even tell you that.

[andorerso]

wait, I thought I was done but I forgot to post my usual live thoughts so here we go, these are my last thoughts about this arc. disclaimer: VERY salty (not you episode 8, we love you)

episode 7

glad to see Yavin but how is it already this operational? would have liked to see that

literally what the fuck is this hut and how is it realistic that they'd get this in any shape or form 😭

EADU MENTION

idk I don't like the force healer thing. Cassian's not chosen. he's just a guy who wants to do the right thing. that's the whole point of R1

DRAVEN MY MANNNNN

"the day I need permission to come and go, I'm gone" LMAO SHUT THE FUCK UP. YOU FUCKING IMPOSTOR

going on an unsanctioned mission a year pre r1. brilliant. spectacular. makes so much sense, I love it

"we're building a real army" well I wish I could have seen that!!

"Cassian's a leader now" wish I could have seen that too

brain does go brrrrr when Cassian is competent. this is the moments I like, when he's on a mission

episode 8

I'm sorry but "rebellions are built on hope" felt like such a random thing to say in response to that? I… don't like it. it's not my biggest gripe but I wanted those to be his own words

I don't know why they're using their real names with each other out here… use your code names ffs!

is the one that keeps staring Kay 👀👀 my beloved droid

oof Syril choking Dedra. yikes…

the Syril and Cassian fight my god!!

he really did that one meme 💀 rip Syril

Cassian will never understand what just happened here lmao

Cassian helping a stranger get up as they escape 🥺 a small detail but THAT'S my man

don't have much else to say. I did really enjoy this episode, definitely my favorite of the season by FAR, and probably up there with The Eye

episode 9

my casskleya crumbs

yeah. so he witnesses Ghorman and he thinks that's it, I'm done? THIS late into the timeline? fuck this honestly, I'm enraged

at least Kleya read him for filth

"I need to start making my own decisions" the way I fully burst out laughing. bitch you've been doing that THIS WHOLE TIME. like you CANNOT be serious

Mon speech cleared!!

"your cousin Vel is a friend" I'd like to see it

competent Cassian still has me kicking my feet and giggling. him rescuing Mon is solid stuff. too bad this won't last

I really thought Mon's speech at least affected him and he changed his mind but no, he still wants to leave. lmao the clownery

"I've done what I can, and I've done a lot" and are we supposed to just believe it? how about you fucking show us? because all I've seen this season (except arc 1 but he was barely in that) is him playing house, resisting going on missions and wanting, in general, to be done with it

he can just stop talking? this is so insanely OOC I fucking hate it. fucking hell I'm furious this is the direction they thought to take him in

I can't believe she drugs him 💀 was that the entire point of her drug addiction or....? because we hadn't seen anything of that in this arc

so... I'm meant to believe that he stays because his gf leaves him? that he literally has to be FORCED into committing? wow. what a brilliantly brave and selfless choice from our hero. so impressed 👏 genius writing

"I'm choosing for the both of us. I'm choosing the rebellion." IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN SOMETHING HE CHOOSES ON HIS OWN BECAUSE IT'S THE RIGHT THING, BECAUSE HE BELIEVES IN IT, BECAUSE HE WANTS TO. GOD FUCK OFF

he doesn't even get to reprogram Kay. they just take everything from us

and also... Kay was literally not even in this arc

fucking hate it here goodbye

[rabbits-bad-habit]

Evan Myers Headcanons- SFW & NSFW

TW: Knife play, pred/prey, and talk of blood

A/N: Hello Evan (not Habit) nation! Hope you enjoy!! This is long as fuck because Ev is one of my favorite characters literally ever. I haven't rewatched in a bit so I hope it's not too ooc. As for the Rory followers, welcome to the source of my user, hope this inspires you to look at EMH :p

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Evan Myers possibly takes the cake for the most protective and caring partners you could have. He’s not dating anyone he doesn’t care about, and when he cares about someone or something he will go to whatever lengths necessary to protect that. We’ve all seen him take a swing at literally Slenderman, he’s not afraid to stand up for his loved ones, and especially you. It breaks him to see you the least bit uncomfortable, if you get hurt- god forbid if someone hurts you -it fills him with such an indescribable seethe. Not at you, never at you, more at whatever may have harmed you. He thinks you are amazing, practically worships you. Not only does he see you as absolutely stunning, but you're with him, willing to put up with him and all the shit that comes with that. The only thing he wants is for you to feel safe and loved with him, it becomes his full time job because you just deserve it.

Will drag you to the most random places because he found them and think they would be nice to hang out in. An entirely off-the-path clearing in the woods right next to a stream, an abandoned diner that still has its power on, a hotel that he knows keeps their roof door unlocked. His constant wandering gets him to the most interesting, romantic in the way the apocalypse is romantic sort of way, types of places. Every time he finds a new one he hangs around for a few days just to make sure that it's safe, maybe brings Vinny and Jeff around to see what they think, and then will bring you. Just the two of you, so you can walk and talk and poke at one another with no interruptions, for as long as you like. He knows how dangerous some of the nooks and crannies he finds can be, he makes complete sure that it will be safe for you, in whatever way that means, before he even thinks about bringing you. There are a good few of these spots of his that you’ve never even heard about because he just doesn’t trust the area enough.

He's gonna do things for you, he always is. He likes taking care of people, he likes making sure he is useful. Again, it’s his job to make sure not only are you safe but looked after. That you feel  like you’re cared for. If you're on a hike and you get tired, he's hoisting you on his back and carrying you the whole way back. Wanting something specific for dinner? Don't have the energy to make anything? He's sitting you on the counter and forcing you to yap at him while he cooks. He’ll drive you wherever you need to be, even if you have your own mode of transportation. Even if you could do it yourself, why would you do anything when he could? That’s his thought, at least. He has a love for showering together and that falls under this. Something about running soap over your body or working shampoo into your hair makes him feel like he's genuinely useful. It’s so intimate and he hopes it allows you the little escape from the world that it does for him. He'll let you wash his as well if you offer but it's kind of for him to begin with, he'll never expect it. He tries not to baby you or come across as condescending, he certainly isn't doing any of this because he thinks you are incapable or anything. He just likes being useful for the ones he loves, making their lives that much bit easier. Definitely big on the acts of service above anything else, he's a typical guy in that way.

You are either actively together or you aren't speaking. That isn't because he doesn't want to talk, rather, this fucker barely knows how to use his phone for phone reasons. Getting any more than a few simple responses from him over text is impossible. He'll call you, for sure! He can do that! In fact, he loves phone calls when they come from you. Late at night, you're both bored or working on things. Talking about absolutely nothing at all for hours at a time. Long distance parallel play, if you will. You can't catch him on AOL or anything of the sort, though, any form of instant message is kinda overwhelming. So he simply doesn't until the advent of smart phones, and simpler to use keyboards. He is still the type to just call you to relay something he could have easily said over text, though. He mostly uses texts for sending photos back and forth, or simple information, but he will use it! Video calls are the one thing he's truly down for with the changing of times. If you haven't been able to be together for a bit for any reason, he can still see your sweet face while you talk, and he honestly couldn't ask for more from a handheld computer.

Evan is always getting you to wear his clothes. Despite his height, dude is stupid amounts of jacked. Not to mention he gets a lot of stuff oversized for him. Everything still ends up being bigger on you. It gives him cuteness aggression. He gives you his t-shirts and hoodies all the time, and yet he still nearly tackles you every single time. It's actually something Habit ends up leveraging against him. Pretending to be Evan, giving you something that he's added to Evan's closet, just so he can have the memory of you in Habit's clothes and not his. Just a way to torment him in his own brain good god ow.

You don't HAVE to get along with his friends, but the first thing he's gonna do is introduce you. He's always around them, so you're likely just going to meld into the group like you were always there. He loves when you just hang out with them, even if you aren't participating in whatever they are doing. Sitting next to him and watching as they play video games, having to put up with his lighthearted yelling. Being nearby when they make videos, or observing their live streaming habits just off screen, maybe providing bits of commentary when you feel up to it. Evan wants you to fit into his life like you have always been there, wants you to feel so comfortable with every aspect that you forget there's anything bad outside of the time you spend with him. He gets so giddy when you start opening up to his friends, too.

Music is incredibly important to him, the albums he sees as his favorites have influenced him more than he knows how to explain. He honestly couldn’t date one of those people that doesn’t listen to music, it’s too integrated into his life. Animal Collective, Rob Zombie, Nine Inch Nails, and of course Motörhead, just the tip of the artists he listens to in his day to day. Having the same taste as him isn't entirely required, his music taste spans a lot further than you'd think, but he lights up when you show interest in the music he likes. He's always putting together playlists and burning CDs, he will actually jump at the opportunity to make you one. If you aren't into the kind of music he is, but if you're looking to get into it, he puts together such detailed playlists for you to introduce you to it in a way that won't just throw you into the deep end of mid-00s metal. It's one of his main ways of communicating his feelings, pointing out songs and albums that correlate with whatever he's going through.

He loves all sorts of horror and disturbing media. Movies, shows, books. All sorts of sub-genres. His whole friend group does, they're always watching and discussing horror. He likes comedy horror, slashers, and exploitation films the most. Though, he'll engage in just about anything that includes zombies. He has extremely detailed thoughts about zombies and how they should be used in media, and what they should represent. He will love you forever if you listen to all of his opinions and rambling. If you're afraid of horror, he actually finds that kind of adorable. Pulling you into his side when you're watching them together, reminding you that he'll keep you safe, letting you hide your face in his chest when you get too scared. He can't help himself, seeing you scared like that makes his heart melt, and he won't pass up the opportunity to protect you even if it's a fictional threat.

He keeps you away from the dangers he and the guys are in until he literally no longer can. He recognized what was going on immediately, he clocked it the second it happened. As far as you will be aware, though, there was a break in at his house from someone that had seen their Youtube videos and they had it sorted. On the occasions he got hurt, or was just so tired he couldn’t handle it anymore, he would blame it on his job or a bad hike or some unspoken-of family issue. You are the most important thing to him, he isn’t going to drag you into all of it. There’s also a part of him that’s afraid you’ll think he’s insane and leave him, especially in the earlier days. He’d likely end up telling you once people start dying, he may wait long enough that Habit can take the chance for him, though. Under no circumstances is he letting you help them unless you are given something, and once they figure out Habits symbiotic nature, he will refuse to see you. Whatever it takes to make sure you’re not one of those that’s killed or worse as a result of his situation.

At the end of the day, he's a rough around the edges kind of guy. He hunts for fun, he gets himself into fights, he can be easy to anger. His favorite objects are hunting knives, he finds joy in fictional bodies being torn apart. He drops a lot of that around you, though. Not entirely, of course he's still Evan no matter who he's speaking to, but when he finds himself liking someone romantically, he just ends up treating them softer than he does others. Being a bit softer than he usually is. Trying his best not to piss people off when he's with you, trying even harder not to piss you off, because the last thing he wants is to see you truly upset. His teases become a lot less mean-spirited, even if still an attempt to annoy you. He gets as vulnerable as his brain allows when he is with you. He'll actually talk through his feelings instead of always turning to a punching bag or chucking knives at trees, even if he's not very good at verbalizing his feelings, he tries because he knows you will let him and you will understand. When he just can't force himself to speak, he'll curl up with you for hours, pressing his face into your chest and listening to you breathe. That’s enough for him.

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For the most part, he’s a soft-dom. Not that he won’t participate in harder kinks, but he always goes about these scenes with some sort of visible affection. Always with the interests of his partners in mind and less his own. He gives the utmost praise and respect he can to who he is with, even if he's playing a cruel part, he could never be truly cruel. A certified service top, who specializes in brats, masochists, and prey. That’s all. He is extremely knowledgeable in kink and BDSM, as well. Often the “buzzkill” in the room, making sure everything is proper and safe. He takes “safe, sane, and consensual” so very seriously. Which is a good thing, all things considered, but there are times it can feel like he’s the erotic hall monitor about it.  

Just because he's dominant doesn't mean he is exclusively a top. He is far from afraid to let you fuck him, he's down, but know it will be so humiliating for you. He's a fan of leashing his sub-tops, yanking them closer to pull them further inside of him. Groaning into your ear, biting into your shoulders and neck. Saying shit like "Just keep fuckin' into me. Good bitch." and "You can do better than that. C'mon- harder." He is also so unbelievably fond of convincing bottoms to top for him. Telling you over and over that it's okay, that you're just being dramatic and you can do it. He's still in control, you don't have to think any more than you normally do. Just try it once. Keeping his hands on your hips, guiding you into his, teasing at every opportunity. His language gets a lot softer, saying everything with an almost-proud smile. "That's your dick inside me, hon." and "Ya' gonna fuck me good, huh?" He is a menace when he gets the chance to bottom, frankly.

Getting the obvious out of the way, he’s a fan of knives. In fact, maybe more than just a fan, it’s his absolute favorite kink to participate in despite how rarely he gets to truly indulge. The entire process is a turn on for him. Procuring proper blades, cleaning and maintaining them, dragging their sharpened edges across skin, drawing blood. The pause in breath when someone is waiting to see if he'll cut or not, the way they hiss when he does. The way little pricks of blood pop through the shallow wounds. The only less-safe kink habit of his is licking cuts, he just can’t help himself. It’s so erotic, you’ve already trusted him enough to let him pull a knife on you, and now he’s lapping up your blood and it’s all because he loves you. He likes the aftercare just as much, though. Holding his partner to his chest after it's over, repeating praises. "You did so fuckin' good for me" and "you don't know how hot that was" in that low, loving voice of his. He always makes sure to bring cleaning and dressing supplies wherever you’re doing this so you don’t have to move a single inch once he’s done with you.

Of course, he’s got his sadistic side, but that doesn’t mean he’s entirely opposed to pain himself. If you were to drag your nails across his back or bite into the side of his neck, he couldn’t hold himself back. It’s the only time you can ever actually get him whiny, you may even get a whimper out of him if he’s close enough to climax. He’s only ever really for it if it’s incidental like that, but when it does happen, it drives him crazy. He has a thing for seeing the marks on himself, the small bruises and scratches, something about it makes him feel nice. He likes having the little reminder throughout the day! You’re etched into his skin until it heals, he thinks it’s so sweet! It’s also a good contrast to the frequent unpleasant pain he experiences, it’s different when it comes out of such intense need and love.

King of the chase, he absolutely thrives in a predator role. He can't help who he becomes if you agree to a predator/prey scene, it’s a time he can safely explore the part of him that craves that kind of hunt. He becomes a feral little monster once he has you labelled as "prey" in his mind. Tends to prefer doing something of the sort inside, one of your houses is ideal, but he wont inherently say no to a chase through the woods. He knows the chances of either of you getting hurt is a lot lower if you're inside, somewhere you both know the layout of, however, the realism of being out in the woods makes it all the more exciting. More places to hide, much easier to conceal your location. Especially in the early fall when it’s briskly cold at night, seeing your breath in the air when he pounces is addicting.

He always, always, has music on when you fuck. Hell, he probably had it on before anything was even initiated. Absolutely not the usual bedroom soundtrack. Of course it's not, this is Evan. No sultry pop or jazz, he always puts on the most vulgar rock or metal if he has any say in it. A lot of it is the same stuff he listens to elsewhere, it's just a whole lot easier to notice how unbelievably horny these lyrics are when you're actively being touched. White Zombie, Nine Inch Nails, he'll pull for Korn at times. If you're in a chase in the house, or he's got a blade to your skin; in some intense scene. The music choices can totally change the energy, and he takes pride in getting the exact situation he wants laid out, down to the soundtrack.

Cannot help but love overstimming partners. He can't get enough of seeing them come undone, unable to think about anything outside of the room. Why do it once when he can do that thrice! Or more for that matter!! You actually have to be the one to tell him when it's getting too much, because he could pleasure you for as long as you will let him. His favorite sight is you fucked out, calling his name, clawing at him, not even sure if you’re asking him to stop or keep going anymore. If there is ever a time you don’t want to cum so many times over that you can’t even speak, you gotta tell him ahead of time, or he will get carried away.

He never shuts up, ever, and that does include during sex. Praise, a few insults here and there, so much shushing and false sympathy. He isn't exactly great at what most would consider "dirty talk" either, but that doesn't stop him from simply letting whatever come out of his mouth. "Fuck- you're grippin' me, dude." and "Do you know how fuckin' hot you are?" He's fond of mixing praise with insults. Saying the sweetest thing, but punctuating it by calling you "bitch" or "whore" or talking to you with a tone that's so utterly caring while he's saying stuff like "You're nothing but a dumb slut, do you know that?" He loves seeing the emotional whiplash as his partner tries to figure out whether they should feel degraded or loved. The intention is to fuck with your head in a way that says- both!

Roleplay! Oh my god please engage in cheesy roleplay with him! He doesn't exactly take it too seriously, but it's Evan we're talking about here. The guy who canonically leads DND campaigns and plays RPGs, of course he finds himself enjoying a little bit of roleplay in the bedroom. Never the serious stuff, no costumes or anything, but the idea of having some prompt is just appealing to him. It’s fun to be different people for a little while! You're no longer established partners, you just met at a bar and are having some wild one night stand, or you're both having some secret affair, or he's an incubus and you've summoned him. Whatever you haven't thought of yet is always going to be his first pick, it's fun to just be in A Situation to him. He's also unbelievably good at making this feel natural, on all fronts. He wasn’t a theater kid, but you’d think he was with how easy he makes it.

As much as he participates in serious kink, elaborate scenes and learned skill, he's a sucker for simple sweet sex. Pulling you as close as possible, keeping you between his arms, mumbling about how much he loves you. Going on about how beautiful he finds you, how utterly lovely you are. Slow movements and grabbing at each other, not a moment lacking contact. Your bodies going warm, and the only sound in the room becomes your shared gasps and desperate moans. No crazy rules or roles, just pleasure and loving touch. It doesn't happen that often, but it definitely happens more once the events of the channel start. Just a need to be close to you, be reminded that you're still there with him, make sure you know how much he treasures you, even when he's so occupied with the serious circumstances he is in.

[sysig]

Justify away (Patreon)

[hydroesque]

revival time? revival time.

who's still here and interested in writing with me?

[xiii-e]

//ooc posting: I NEED to find more fun/silly things to do with my two they are Not meant to be all agony all the time I swear- I just have a penchant for the dramatic and they're a little in the torment nexus o(-< but on god they will Have Fun too

[fadewalking]

// i'm sure you know i ship Solas with Felassan however *places Fel next to Solas* i think they should kiss

Anon or not, tell me who you ship my muses with // @fatedmuses

I think we should place them in every conceivable shippy trope there is.

Only one bed. Stuck in a storm. captured and tied up together somewhere. skinny dipping in a hotsprings. pretend dating for some weird reason. some kind of jealousy scenario. slow burn. fast burn. mutual pining. idk enemies to lovers, too. EVERYTHING.

[teufelme]

You ever just want to talk about Bertl,

[fatelcved]

i see or hear alternative/punk rock content and arata screams at the top of his lungs to let him out

[innocencel0st]

Me: "You can't just tie him to a chair and force him to watch horror movies. That's torture, you'll traumatize him, not corrupt him."

My Billy: "It is corrupting him."

Me: "No. It's not. Corrupting him would be slowly making him like the same fucked up shit we like. You can't just Clockwork Orange him and call it corruption."

Maybe I'm Billy after all...

[hydroesque]

it's been a while!! how's everyone?

I'll be reviving Taru so watch out 😼!

btw, like this if i can go through your meme tag and send random stuff for interactions?? i wanna write!!

[princetorn]

ooc . Thinking about how, at the end of Thir13en Ghosts, Jean Kriticos is able to manifest without her burn injuries.  She’s no longer in her hospital gown, and is instead dressed in something she wore in life.  How did she manage it?? Royce is asking for a friend.

[bravevolunteer]

michael brainrot but i am just too eepy to articulate any of it properly

[ladyseidr]

harper - michael dynamic but it's just

harper: cool so what are your pronouns mike ( realized he could be nb last week ) : . . . he / they harper: [ pulls out an entire box filled with pins ( they have, like, 5 employees ) ] harper: [ pins a he / they pin on mike's coat ] mike: mike: alright

[ccaptain]

Do you think that, as much as H:SR Kaeya loves him like a biological father, there's some idealization from the mentor part he played in Kaeya's life that makes him idolize the man named Gallagher, in a way? A way that makes the follower of the Enigmata seem unreachable and more like a distant goal than a parent to go and freely seek comfort from, and more like someone who Kaeya has to prove something to?

Kaeya wants to be embraced by his dad and needs his parental figure more than he'd like to admit, but also wants to show him how strong, how independent he has become, how good he is at handling himself after all his teachings and dealing with problems in his way. Problem is that he overstimates himself. Greatly.

Deep down, Kaeya is still a young man and adopts courses of actions that young, idealistic people have to solve a situation- and the results of him doing this has catastrophic consequences on his psyche.

Sometimes I'm reminded that the awful things that happened in the Liminal Laboratories plotline and the impact this had on him could have been avoided if he just sought Gallagher out for comfort. He could have been talked into staying and resting, spent valuable time with his family, recovered his mental health a little and went into the rescue mission with a clearer head.

His personality also tends to be more introverted and shy, unless he's performing or has to live up to someone else's expectations of him being thought as extroverted. He looks at himself in a mirror, and what's real beneath the mask isn't sociable as his father and mentor seems to be. He works behind the counter, he chats with everyone as if he always knew them, seems to be both known with fondness between the Family and also unknown, if he really wants to be. Kaeya could never be able to emulate Gallagher, no matter how much he would like to do so. Something something familiar love mixed with a tint of jealousy and inadequacy that prevents the lines between ''mentor'' and ''dad'' to fully unblur.

Always out of place even with his closest relationships, no matter where you place him. It's kind of funny, but nobody is laughing.