#OTP: Business Nerds

[queen-scribbles]

WAIT ]:          realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.

Unfocused

hoo boy, full blast pining!Arcann Ardrali fic for you. Like. High-key isn’t even a strong enough descriptor. It’s stratospheric. (ps this is post-Unbowed, so she’s pining too, but POV is all him :D)

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Arcann was halfway through stack of reports he’d agreed to review when the faint flicker of another presence disrupted his focus. He’d been so absorbed in his task, he’d failed to pick up the quiet muttering from the next archive aisle over until the individual moved closer. There was an intensity that gentled around the edges--white hot focus framed in soothing blue--which made him fairly certain he knew who it was.

Arcann let his gaze drift up from the datapad in his hand, biting the inside of his cheek as he debated whether it would be a good idea to interrupt her. There was a subtle flare of something... irritation? frustration? that broke his internal stalemate in the selfish direction, and he pushed out of the chair. He needed a break, anyway. 

The muttering stopped as he stepped around the end of the aisle, and Endrali met his gaze with a sheepish smile.

“Is something wrong?” he asked, managing to school his reactive smile into something more acceptable than it wanted to be.

“Not... really. Some information is eluding me. Sorry if I bothered you.” Endrali ran a finger around the hood of the search terminal in front of her. She cocked  her head and studied him. ”Though, come to think of it, this isn’t somewhere I’d expect to find you to be bothered.”

“I offered to look over the recent reports from Admiral Aygo’s men,” Arcann explained. “To see if I noticed anything in the unrest they’ve been handling that bears connection or similarity to the... incidents we’ve handled.”

Endrali huffed a laugh, which was a fair reaction. Tassar at least was more than an incident. “Ah, good idea. I’m sure that’ll be appreciated. You’re doing it in here because...?”

“It seemed the place I’d be the most out of the way while still having easy access to the information I might need.” He didn’t mind the prodding; this was hardly one of his usual haunts around the base. “And you? What information is proving so elusive?”

“Oh, I told Hylo I’d do some research on the Unknown Regions and people who had visited or explored them to see if there’s any leads on resources we could use.” She wrinkled her nose and played her fingers idly over the terminal’s keys. There was a tremor of something he couldn’t place to her sense before her gaze dropped back to the query screen. “One of the predominant explorers isn’t where he should be listed in the database...” Something flickered in her eyes. “Unless....” She tapped keys more deliberately, and her brow furrowed even as triumph flared through her sense. “There you are! “

It took a strong effort to suppress a laugh at her mingled pique and enthusiasm. 

Endrali plugged in a datastick to download what she needed and flashed another apologetic smile as she looked up, tucking hair behind her ear. “So it appears the archive staff need a gentle reminder on how to honor different cultures’ naming conventions when adding to our database.” She flicked a glance toward where he’d come from. “Sorry again if I disturbed you.”

“It’s alright,” Arcann assured her, fighting the urge to smooth back a strand she’d missed. “I was starting to see double, so a break is probably wise.”

She cocked her head. “Don’t work yourself too hard.”

I’d work myself into the ground for this second chance. Even if the care in her tone made his heart skip a beat, it was a rather pot meet kettle sentiment, and he couldn’t bite back this smile. “I won’t. The report I was reading happened to be more detailed than the previous few, and thus was a longer read. I’d planned a break when I reached the end, but I don’t mind it happening early.” Especially if it means I get to talk to you. He snatched the thought back, shoved it down, hoping it hadn’t resonated strongly enough for her to pick it up.

“Good,” she nodded, leaning one hip against the console.

“So I take it naming conventions are an interest of yours?” he asked, partly because her quiet passion had been endearing, partly to keep talking. “To be so frustrated it was recorded wrong.”

“You could say that,” Endrali laughed softly. “It goes with the love for archaeology and cultural history. I might be primarily focused on Jedi history, but other cultures are fascinating, too. And names are an important part of that; there are several where the naming habits are a clear look into their values. Family, status, class, that sort of thing. But it can get tricky keeping track of the family, individual, in some cases clan or ancestral name orders. And sometimes there are differences when the origin tongue is translated into Basic...” She shifted her weight. “So there are guidelines for how to weight aspects for archiving, and apparently at least one member of our staff is unfamiliar with them. So. A gentle reminder.”

The terminal beeped completion of the download and it was almost a shame to watch her reel herself back in.

“There we go,” she murmured, plucking out the datastick. She flashed him another warm smile. “I’ll leave you to it.”

“Endrali.” Arcann wasn’t sure what drove him to take a half-step forward and catch her wrist as she started to leave; something instinctive or selfish or otherwise.  It had his heart pounding in his chest when she paused, regardless.  “Perhaps we could help each other.”

Her smile widened and he almost dared think she’d been hoping he’d stop her. His grip was loose enough for her to easily shake and she hadn’t. “How so?”

“I’m familiar with the Unknown Regions to aid with your research, and you are an.. alternate perspective on the incidents I’m comparing with the reports. It would be a more thorough result for both. If you’ve the time?”

“Of course.” She shifted back toward him and he let go of her wrist. Her fingers flexed. “If you don’t mind the company?”

“Not in the slightest,” Arcann said, and he meant it, despite the one slight problem with this arrangement. 

Her smile as they headed, together for where he’d been sitting was going to make it very hard to focus.

[ouraniatm]

there it was, the competitiveness any gamer would know. from the cocky words to crazed grin, cora was no stranger to them. despite the jaded expression, she was the exact same deep down - the thrill of winning was too good not to fight for. this was one of the reasons why she even sat in the same room with idia, for a chance to find entertainment while recovering remotely. with an opportunity like this, how could you NOT want to play games?! you'd be out of your mind not to do so! part of her also yearned for any possible excuse to spend time with her now boyfriend, but you'd never hear that from a hard stoned cora.

however, any good moment had to be interrupted by the thoughts ringing in her mind - did she even deserves this? was it alright for her to express anything, at all? emotions were difficult for cora to fully grasp on, hence relationships tended to be quite a challenge. cora's mind reeled on the drastic shift in their dynamic. she understood, now, just how horribly she treated idia, and how cold and cruel she's been ... not just to him, but to everyone. her anger towards him wasn't true, at all, rather just an excuse to lash out her own pain. the truth was, she always loved him...always had and will...how willing cora is to do anything for her past mistakes just to be there for idia, even if it means falling through tartarus.

shaking her head to clear these thoughts off, the vice quickly grips onto the controller as icy eyes focused onto the screen while customizing her character and its' car. while planning ahead would guarantee a win in any game, be it solo or two player, who's to say you couldn't loosen up with the rules, either? which stats you should go for or who was the best character to amp your luck in winning didn't matter, as long as you're able to take advantage of the course. with that in mind, cora chose her character and vehicle of choice with a smirk on her lips. ❛ heh, can't wait to see the look on your face is gonna look like, especially after all your trash talk... go on, choose the map, too. ❜ she lifts a finger and repeatedly poked idia's cheek, her own lips quirked in small but slightly soft smile...quite a sight for anyone to see, yet it's only for idia's eyes. ❛ tell you what, idia ... loser has to order delivery, and it has to be whatever the winner wants. how's that sound...? ❜

@crownshattered ... continued from HERE.

[queserasera7]

END OF YEAR MUTUALS APPRECIATION <333

On behalf of @archpoet77 (who’s currently in my basement gagged and tied), just wanted to mention a few amazing people she’s lucky to be moots with :

also first off I know I’m chronically offline but I love love love you idiots you've unknowingly been there for me during some terrible times <33

@demonkidpliz - my first mutual! a reminder that you are very loved and your writing is valued. don’t let anyone pressure you into not enjoying your own passion. Rukmini-Krishna is one of the most underrated and beautiful pairings, my otp<333

@groovycynicalcheesecake - my first friend here! I think we started talking because I made a dumbass birthday post and you were the first one to wish! Somehow u always manage to surprise me with just how kind and caring you are. You absolute sweetheart. Wishing you all the happiness you give to others.

@adathinks - I love and try to read almost every post of yours. Always genuine, open, thoughtful and ofc Taylor Swift!!! Stay the way you are, love.

@friend-shaped-but - dude thanks for messaging me first. Saw your blog and thought, ‘wow. definitely one of the coolest people in the hindublr/desiblr community’ and just. liked and reblogged everything. I didn’t know much about the Parshatas but I’m a little too invested now. It’s hard to find people that are chill about new interpretations of our mythology, and I’m glad to know you.

@magica124 - my darling!! adore your blog - soo relatable esp the Krishna madness :)). we should talk but I keep forgetting to message. Bitter gourd hate supremacy!

@aprameya-mahima - another one of the nicest people on this platform. Fellow Slytherin and bookworm <33 You’re literal proof our house is a good one.

@zeherili-ankhein - love your interactions with people. a comrade in the 11th grade vs me war. your art is seriously amazing. hoping life gets better<3 would love to talk more.

@kanha-ki-fangirl - Tumblr angel and fellow nerd extraordinaire. Saw your intro and knew we’re pretty much soulmates. Oscar Wilde would love you.

@syamakrishna - I know you much less than I would like to. You come across as a really sweet, kind and pure person. Krishna is life! Rlly love your blog. @lesbianpoetess - another cool mutual I snagged by being gay and autistic, probably. My very own tumblr chaos girlie<333

@piyatosenainanalaagere - your blog is WOW. very pretty username.

@stxrrynights - love you, love the theme, love your thoughts, love the incorrect quotes.

@nicholaskyleedwards - Your poetry is incredible. Black is absolutely your colour. Completely forgot to wish you during the Christmas holidays. Best of luck with everything!

@tamanna-and-her-struggles - chaotic queen! struggling together <3333

@sharngapani - don’t remember if we’re mutuals but just wanted to tell you that you’re very cool. Thanks for being supportive about my writing though I’m either too busy or too scared to post anything meaningful.

@riocasm - aiyyo I forgot you in the original post da! Another mutual too cool for me.

@howluckydoyouhavetobe, @rubyleaf, @mitraavarunaa, @coolheadofficial, @swagrunawaywinner, @dreamymagazine-blog, @cuzweyoungandcrazy, @heyyshonaa, @chaoschuckler, @diltobacchahaiji, @ditzybat, @natalimurghulia, @bigsimp69, @unadulteratedfancloud, and everyone else I’m moots with because I have inevitably forgotten someone- I love you! Hope we can get to know each other better.

[wackpedion]

i know you're gonna get like 10 million seth asks for the ask game so i'm gonna send in dipper pines instead!!!

DIPPERRRRR ouhhhh I love him so much. ok so from this ask game:

favorite thing about them

Can I just say everything??? Idk he's just. such a silly. just a boy. He loves his sister, is anxiety riddled and insecure, very trans and autistic, a bright and curious kid, he's just amazing overall. He does has his flaws but that just adds to his lovable charm, like he's just a kid!!! ofc he'll be selfish and get up to trouble, and I wholly support it !

least favorite thing about them

Nothing. His crush on Wendy does make me cringe a bit but its ok I forgive him.

favorite line

CAN I SAY THE LAST LINE OF THE SERIES I think it was the last I don't remember. It's so good pulls at my heart. "If you've ever taken a road trip through the Pacific Northwest, you've probably seen a bumper sticker for a place called Gravity Falls. It's not on any maps and most people have never heard of it. Some people think it's a myth. But if you're curious, don't wait. Take a trip. Find it. It's out there, somewhere in the woods... waiting."

also one of the Funny Lines that come to mind is "Pacific is the worst! And I'm not just saying that out of the jealousy, I would say it to her face." [Cue Dipper opening the door to Pacifica] "You're the worst." [Slams door]

brOTP

FORD well it's more familial but I think it counts. Their relationship as uncle and nephew is sososoo important to me... Them both being nerds, how Dipper looks up to Ford and want's to be like him, the obvious parallels drawn between the sets of twins in general. Ughhhh. If we're going for a more strictly defined Friend relationship tho ermmm idk .the thing with Gravity Falls is that there's a lack of characters around Mabels and Dippers age, and the ones that exist tend to serve as antagonists

OTP

DIPCIFICAAAA not like there's many other options, as stated above. but still ughhhh they're so cute Northwest Manor Mystery ☹☹☹☹ The episode of all time. It was so cute and nice to see Pacifica show a softer side and prove herself as more than just a rich girl stereotype

nOTP

None really, theres nothing I'm particularly averse to. I suppose Candy and Dipper? Although I haven't seen many if any people actually ship that. Oh actually Wendipper I Can't with LMAO. First of all Dipper is too cringefail, second of all not fond of the age gap, third of all I just can't see Wendy being into him like Please. oh also not a big fan of Pinecest. ok seems like I Was able to turn up nOTPs lmfao

random headcanon

gonna make one up rn He's what I call conditionally ambidextrous, like me! Basically he naturally uses his left hand for certain things, and his right for others. Also that he'll need/get glasses as he grows up :3

unpopular opinion

I am wholly indifferent to billdip and IDC if people ship it, It's not my business what other people do with their pixels. and tbh the themes of manipulation and a power dynamic can be interesting when explored a certain way

song i associate with them

Oh I haven't thought about this.... gimme a moment... ermm Puppet Boy by DEVO? Cuz of that one episode lmao

favorite picture of them

I am not in a place to go through episodes and take screenshots (I am in class) so I am just going off of what turns up on google

This is SUCH a cool shot, the whole sequence of Bill coming into scene in general was so creative and amazing. And it comes from my favourite episode <3

Also idk if this counts but, Bipper <3 what a silly guy

[basil-does-arttt]

DMC Questions Anon here!

What sort of things would the DMC characters be into? What would their favorite medias be, who would their favorite characters be, their favorite dynamics, their favorite ships? Favorite things about it? Would they try and have any involvement in the fandom space online? If so, what sort of involvement?

Apologies for the late reply lol, got busy and forgot this ask was sent hejshhshd

Ill do them in order:

Dante: Well we know he's into smutty magazines and maybe even a bit of collecting, seeing how cluttered the office appears to be. This makes me thing he'd be into more retro things like old arcade machines, specifically those 1v1 combat games, and i can also see him reading old superhero comic books. (For anybody that knows the game, i can see him enjoying Dead or Alive too lmao)

He doesnt strike me as the sort to enter a fandom space and be an active participant, but i can imagine him enjoying discussing it with close friends like Lady/Nero or maybe even Trish. A casual enjoyer, i imagine he is.

Shipping too i feel like he'd try and be casual about... but we all know he secretly has an OTP that if they do not get together by the end of the series he will Lose It.

Vergil: Novels, poetry, theatre too. Also a secret Y/A novel enjoyer. By virtue of spending a good chunk of his life in the underworld and/or a bit disconnected from society while on the run as a kid, i imagine he isn't too well versed in fandom culture (does he even know what a fandom is?) But if prompted, would gladly yap to you for hours about his favourite literatures, the characters, the stories, etc. Enjoys all genres, but has a preference for darker themes and dark fantasy.

I dont think he'd be too into shipping, he strikes me as someone who'd rather analyse and break down his favourite media untill its shreds on the floor rather than pairing his favourites together. Dante despises when Vergil tries to get all analytical and point out broken physics on his favourite series when he's just trying to be a casual enjoyer lol (he secretly enjoys hearing his twin actually happy enjoying something for once, but would never admit that even over Eva's grave)

Nero: A total fandom nerd in his free time, mainly whatever TV shows were able to air in Fortuna and his favourite bands too. Can talk for hours about the intricate lore, the characters and the stories of his favourite media much like his father, however when it comes to analyzing stuff and deriving a deeper meaning from context clues, Nero would rather just enjoy things as they're presented to him. Strikes me as the type to mostly enjoy classic hero vs villian stories, and is a bit of a wimp with horror though he swears up and down he can handle it no problem.

Since Fortuna is pretty cut off from the outside world, and internet doesnt seem to be a very prominent thing in the DMC universe (if it even exists at all), i dont imagine he'd be too aware of larger fandom spaces. But i can see him having his own group of friends in Fortuna who share common interests with him, and they discuss the media together (possibly even friends from the Order or maybe even his time in the orphanage.)

Shipping, absolutely. Has multiple pairings and a few he depises for whatever reason, isnt too concerned about whats canon and whats not canon, and will gladly re-imagine the lore to suit his needs.

When it comes to his music, he will 100% make you a playlist or 5 of his favorite bands, what he things you'd like, what he recommends to try, and maybe even some he doesnt like just for fun. Much like me, Nero cannot live without his music.

For the others, ill do them kinda brief but i can expand on them if people wanna hear more:

Lady: Casual enjoyer of various media, mainly TV shows, but very much likes shipping and will happily debate over her pairings. Has a secret love for horror.

Trish: A bit like Vergil in the sense that she likes analyzing media and diving into the deeper meaning of everything. Likes shipping but less to pair cute couples, and more to explore various relationship dynamics and whatnot. Likes romance and cheesy stuff, but also really enjoys some darker genres sometimes too.

Nico: The kind of person who has to get into the physics and realism of everything in her favorite media, pointing out what does and doesnt make sense both within the fictional world and their "real world", and loves pointing out references to things whenever she can. Also takes inspiration from various media for her creations. Most of her favorite genres might be considered childish, but that just makes them even cooler to her.

Kyrie: A sucker for a good romance novel, she says she's just a casual enjoyer and not that deep into the fandom, but she has cried when her OTP didnt get together by the end of the book.

Lucia: Dumary seems pretty dead so i dont think theres much going on there to get into fandom-wise, but if Lucia were to get into something i imagine she'd enjoy watching rom-coms with Kyrie and Trish, the three of them debating their favourite pairs and laughing at all the cheesy moments. Much like Kyrie, she's a sucker for a good romance plot.

[amazing-spiderling]

:o Can I change my ask from Kurt to Scott Summers since you answered Kurt already? <3

Of course. :D

SCOTT SUMMERS

How I feel about this character: 

A lot better than I used to! Scott had a pretty gnarly go there, didn't he? Like the movies made him out to be the worst stick in the mud, and the OG animated series didn't do him many favors either, and I was too busy being in love with Nightcrawler to pay much attention to Cyclops in the comics... But X-Men 97 really repaired a LOT of the damage, having him do the things we love to see. Be messy in love, stand up to Xavier- even his dorky dad energy with Cable was endearing. On top of that, I recently did a rewatch of X-Men evolution with my friends, and I think he's pretty likable in that. Somehow I missed how cute the friendship between him and Kurt, but (like many things in the show) it grows and develops so naturally over the seasons, I found myself utterly charmed by it on this latest viewing. So, generally, I think he's better than most people think.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: 

My non-romantic OTP for this character: 

Yeah, I think the buddy thing they developed for him and Kurt in Evo was adorable. They did make Kurt a bit sillier than most versions to balance out Scott's "straight man" personality, but after the early-episode-weirdness, when the writers found the characters' voices, I think it worked out really well. Wouldn't mind seeing more of that in other mediums, especially in the context of their different leadership styles.

My unpopular opinion about this character: 

I feel like the two main opinions about this guy are "he sucks" and "he was better when he was dating Emma Frost, and while I don't really care about who he dates so much, I guess "He doesn't suck" is unpopular enough?

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

Alright, i'm digging deep here, I'm so sorry. But in X-Factor and then again in a crossover with Excalibur, Scott and the team(s) encountered a mutant named Thomas Jones (Alchemy) who is my obscure fave. There were some ordeals with Trolls making Thomas turn things into gold and a whole lot of other drama, but Alchemy was really a good kid. Even after M-Day when most mutants lost their powers, he did his best to like... work behind the scenes. Even though he never was (and never wanted to be!!!!) a superhero. He was just a non-athletic nerd who wanted to do good work.

Then there was this big fight between the mutants and the inhumans where they released terrigen mist all over earth (lethal to mutants) and "Cyclops" convinced Alchemy to "be a good soldier" and help them out by flying up into the clouds of mist and transmute them into something harmless. Like, by touching it and changing it before it could kill him. He managed to do it, but didn't survive the process. And the storyline zoomed along so quickly, nobody really paid any mind to him. THEN it turned out it wasn't Cyclops at all (who had actually been dead for a bit) but Emma, making everyone have a group hallucination that he was alive and giving orders etc. (Something about the legacy of a person living longer than the person themselves etc etc.)

Because the comics plotline moved on SO QUICKLY there was not only not any mourning for poor Thomas, but no comeuppance (I know of) for Emma's actions. So what I would have liked is a scene where Scott read Emma the riot act for impersonating him like that AND talking to Thomas (after he was presumably brought back to life on Krakoa? But maybe not? I don't know if they resurrected mutants who died before Krakoa was founded) and apologizing for what happened. They did my boy dirty.

my het ship:

I mean, it has to be Jean, yeah? Not something I go seeking out in the tags, but accept as fact whenever I encounter X-Men media

my fem/slash ship:

I mean, we all agree that the reason Logan and Scott are always at each other's throats is because the refuse to accept their attraction to one another, right? She's not *that* great.

my OTP:

Scott/A pair of old fashioned 3D glasses. For the lolz

my OT3:

When they showed the blueprints of the Krakoa base and you could see that both Logan and Scott's quarters connected to Jean's? I was like, yeah, that tracks.

a head cannon fact:

If this man's life calmed down long enough for him to have anything resembling normalcy, he would 100% be a dad-joke king.

[verybadatcardgames]

Let's go Pegasus and Yuugi-boy for 002!

Yuugi

How I feel about this character: This card game nerd deserves all the good things to happen to him. He needs a break. Seriously.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: I ship him with the Dark Magician and I 1000% blame @yearslateforyugiohshippings for this. I also think Yuugi/Jounouchi is cute and I sometimes I read Rivalship fics.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Anzu, to be honest. I personally don’t like the idea of Yuugi being the “fallback” plan for her, and I just see them more as friends as adults rather than romantic partners.

My unpopular opinion about this character: I don’t think I have any unpopular thoughts? Because I don’t think about Yuugi enough to have unpopular thoughts I’m sorry 😔

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: I wish we could have seen more of him in GX. What with him being the canonical King of Games and all, he should have had more involvement in the Dueling Academy. Then again, that could be because he was busy designing games by this point, or Seto was just super salty and never invited him. Probably the latter.

my OTP: Alliumshipping. Again, I blame @kampfkewob.

my cross over ship: He would totally have a crush on Zatanna. You know it’s true

a headcanon fact: He never returned that naughty VHS Jounouchi lent him in high school, and it was lying somewhere on a shelf, forgotten, in a closet, until his mother found it when he was a grown adult with a career abroad. Cue embarrassment when his mother sends him a care package with various belongings, VHS tape included. Yuugi sends the VHS tape back to Jounouchi as a birthday present. Jounouchi opens the birthday present in front of Mai and Shizuka. Mai laughs at the label. Shizuka secretly steals the VHS tape after the party. There is immense disappointment upon realizing everything in the video is censored.

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Pegasus

How I feel about this character: He is a lanky pompous pasty elitist jerkface pretty boy with Peter-Pan syndrome who has never had to do a day’s honest work in his life, and instead of accepting the fact that life can be cruel and unfair, he broke down and retreated into occultism, cartoons, and alcoholism. 10/10 absolute favorite disasterpiece of a man I love him

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Romantically? Cyndia, Isis, and I wager Siegfried has a huge parasocial crush on him

My non-romantic OTP for this character: I do like Toonshipping as a non-romantic ship. I can see Pegasus feeling legitimately bad about everything he’s done to the Kaibas and trying to make up for it over the course of several years in little favors and grandiose gestures. While Seto had his own villain arc and can empathize on some level about motivations, I cannot imagine him ever forgiving Pegasus for what he did or having romantic feelings for him, nor do I think Seto should forgive him at all (because, as much as I do like Pegasus, I don’t think he deserves forgiveness from Seto and he isn’t owed forgiveness just because he expresses remorse). Going to bed out of anger and resentment is totally on the table tho

My unpopular opinion about this character: More headcanon than opinion, but I don't think Pegasus really knew Cyndia that well as a person. I don't doubt he loved her. What I doubt is his own memory in regards to Cyndia's own wants and needs.

He takes the time to write in his journal about his dreams and aspirations, yet despite her being the love of his life, he doesn’t write a single sentence about Cyndia’s? We don’t get anything about her hobbies, her dreams, her aspirations, her life, or even her own dialogue?

The Doylist reasoning can come down to: Takahashi and the series writers didn’t make up a backstory for Cyndia beyond her being a motivation tool for Pegasus. However, I propose the Watsonian reasoning in that Pegasus was self-centered and oblivious to what Cyndia wanted to do because he was more invested in the vision of her being his wife, instead of being invested in listening to her and paying attention to her needs as an individual.

That said, I’m still a Roseshipper and I do love this tragic ship. :’D

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: It did happen in canon, I’m just mad we didn’t get a whole episode dedicated to it: His duel with Doma-era Mai. I would have totally loved to see her talk smack and absolutely rip him a new one during their duel right before she took his soul. Listen, I love Pegasus, but after all the fuckery in Duelist Kingdom, he had it coming.

my OTP: Pegasus/Mister Crocketts.

What? Oh. Oh, I see. Just because Isis is my all time fave and I've written fanfic and drawn fanart and have several WIP folders of headcanons and theories about Sightshipping, y'all think it's my OTP.

But let’s all be real with each other: Mister Crocketts was serving Pegasus tea in bed long before he met Isis in a hotel room in Egypt. I’m just saying

my cross over ship: Not a ship, but a crossover: I feel like Pete White from The Venture Bros is a distant cousin and Pegasus calls him whenever he needs a deejay for a party.

The family resemblance is uncanny

a headcanon fact: His mother is a fiery Cajun woman who is the premiere wedding planner in all of Las Vegas, and he went to Catholic school.

[merryfortune]

Fascinated

Year of the OTP 2023 - December

Prompts: Holidays Together | Crack Treated Seriously | Moving in Together | “That’s my favourite thing about you.” | Forgiveness | Tattoo Parlour/Flower Shop AU

Title: Fascinated

Ship: Respectfulshipping | Ryoken/Spectre

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Vrains

Rating: T

Word Count: 3,473

Tags: Alternate Universe - Florist/Tattoo Artist, Attraction at First Sight, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Developing Relationship

   The grand opening banner was silken when the sunshine hit it, dyeing the lilac fabric of it pink in the afternoon. It was gorgeous and unmistakable from even across the road at the local tattoo parlour.

   He didn’t get a lot of business. None of the good kind, anyway so mostly, Ryoken served the tourists who weren’t too drunk. Besides, attitudes towards body art were beginning to change, which made sense since Den City was at the forefront of imported individualism, electric entertainment, and plenty more modern things. 

   It wasn’t a steady income but it was enough to allow Ryoken to pay the rent and that was made even easier considering that he slept on the futon in his own attic. So, he had plenty of time to do nothing at all.

   Like admire the newly opened florist from across the road.

   The shop it was prior had closed up when the ma and pa had decided to retire and move in with their children, or so Ryoken had heard. It had actually been empty from before he had opened up shop with his benignly controversial tattoo parlour. 

   The glass panes in the window was slick and shiny, well polished and with colourful bushels of seasonally appropriate selections and bouquets dutifully placed in buckets outside in the morning then brought inside in the afternoon. All by a worker that Ryoken had only glimpsed: a quaff of silver hair there, the swing of the straps of a pastel green apron there. 

   There was some kind of grand opening sale and Mother’s Day was at the end of the week. Ryoken didn’t have a mother in his life so he didn’t really have an excuse to go and poke his nose in. He really wanted to, however. It was such a nice and cosy shop from the outside looking in, so he would like to see what it looked like from the otherside of the threshold which had a jingly bell pinned to it.

   But Ryoken needed an excuse to go inside.

   And he didn’t really have one.

   At least not until Takeru and Yusaku gave him one.

   “Dude. Are you seriously pining for that guy from across the street?” Takeru asked, unamused as he rocked to and fro on his bicycle, moving barest centimetres on the pavement whilst Yusaku fussed behind him.

   Takeru’s current side hustle was Yusaku’s old one: that was food delivery. He worked at Yusaku’s previous job which was the counter of a hot dog stand. Yusaku had worked there diligently all through high school and its earnings not only put him through high school and university but helped him open up his IT department. Takeru was hoping to bottle some of that magic for his main gig which was helping out at his family’s dojo. 

   “You’ve never even talked to him.” Takeru pointed out, provoking.

   “Yeah, well, I’ll figure it out.” Ryoken said.

   He crossed his arms, flustered. He leaned against the threshold of his tattoo parlour, which was next door to Yusaku’s IT department. It also sold an eclectic and curated selection of electronics and computer accessories. Video games, too. It was kind of a nerd’s paradise. Not really Takeru’s scene, unless he was bringing Yusaku home some hot dogs as Cafe Nagi’s were still his favourite. Not just favourite hot dog but favourite anything in the domain of fast food.

   Ryoken liked them too and Yusaku was typically nice enough to order extra for him. Ryoken’s Father was right. There was a lot more money to be made in STEM than in the arts, especially tattooing but oh well. Ryoken had stuck to his guns and look how far it had gotten him.

   His own small business, his own flat, and his own pathetic stint as a loverboy as he crushed on the florist from across the road.

   It was honestly pathetic how soppy Ryoken was for someone he had only seen a handful of times in the past week. So far it seemed, the florist was enjoying a modest business, one which would always go on as the demand for flowers was far higher than anything else. His business was not only pretty from the premise but pretty in the premises too, stainless pale blue tiles lined the outside walls and the flowers were bouncy and vivacious, too. 

   All whilst underneath the name of the business captured the imagination: Sunavalon. What did it mean? Ryoken wasn’t sure but it rolled off the tongue, it stood out on paper. It looked handsome in serifed writing on stilts above that grand opening banner. 

   “Do you even know his name?” Takeru asked.

   “No…” Ryoken confessed. Alas, the name Sunavalon was all he knew of the florist. But that was more than enough to cause a crush to blossom from the other side of the asphalt. 

   “Argh.” Takeru complained.

   “Thanks for the lunch, Takeru.” Yusaku piped up. He had finally gone through all the foiled containers and brown paper bags that Takeru was hauling around in his insulated bags. 

   “You're welcome.” Takeru replied.

   “But you should really do something about this whole thing.” yusaku said as he turned his attention to Ryoken, handing him a styrofoam container with his hot dog in it. “Like, surely you can come up with some way to at least introduce yourself. Offer him lunch.”

   “I can’t just offer him lunch.” Ryoken said.

   “Yeah, we know.” Takeru snickered.

   Ryoken glared at Takeru. Money was tight! And Yusaku was a good guy, which was why Ryoken was getting this free shout once a blue moon. Fun fact, blue moons were quite weekly on this little street of littler businesses in this part of Den City.

   Ryoken happily accepted his hot dog. Which gave Yusaku the free hand to enjoy his own.

   “Brain food. Surely you have some free option of casually introducing yourself since we’re well past the just being neighbourly phase.” Yusaku said. “Like, don’t you have a sketch pad? A camera? Something, anything? Walk in there, say you’ve got a client looking for a quote over the phone on how good you can do flowers, specifically the ones she saw over there.” Yusaku shrugged as he then opened his container and took a bite from his hot dog. “Or something. I don’t really care.”

   “That was a sure lotta words for someone who doesn’t care.” Takeru rolled his eyes.

   “And totally genius.” Ryoken beamed.

   “I’ve been told.” Yusaku smugly replied.

   “Anyways, I better get going, I still have plenty more rounds to go and beating the pavement sure beats whatever trainwreck this is.” Takeru complained.

   Yusaku laughed at Takeru’s expense. He leaned in and pecked Takeru’s cheek, wishing him good luck on the rest of his rounds. His phone was already blowing up with more orders, more places to go to pick up and even more places to go drop off. Ryoken really didn’t envy him. Even if he was fuming because of him.

   Still, Yusaku’s idea was great.

   Ryoken scarfed down the rest of his hot dog as he went back inside and Yusaku did the same. Especially since he actually had customers: a little old lady in search of a G-rated video game for her grandson’s birthday. Ryoken, meanwhile, was embarrassingly all too free to ramsack his own business in search of a good old fashioned sketch pad. 

   He found a good one - with only some of his best portfolio inside, just in case he had to impress - and sharpened one of his trust 2B pencils. After that, he manned up. He was going to find out more about the Sunavalon Florist or so help him as the crush he had may just crush him from the lack of insight into just who he was.

   After lunch, and at a totally casual two-thirty-four on the clock, and have careful counting of who was coming and going through the florist’s doors, Ryoken put a back in five minutes sign on his own then meandered over. He wanted to seem interested but not obsessive. Cool and calm and he had a close call just crossing the road.

   The toe of his jogger stubbed on a loose piece of gravel but Ryoken hardly stumbled. He recovered just fine. He exhaled and pushed his fringe out of the way as he finally got to the door. He pushed on it and was immediately met with a breath of air conditioning which stood out to him as both freshly installed and perfectly temperate. 

   “Welcome to Sunavalon.” a voice chimed out out of sync with the tolling of the bells.

   Ryoken felt his heart skip a beat. He glanced around the room. This place was simple. Not extravagant but not under-decorated, either. The selections of decor were subtle and straight out of a catalogue for furniture under ten thousand yen and likely the same catalogue was all so congruent with one another. A lounge to the side, a mirror above it, a framed artwork on the other side of the wall. Then all the flowers, of course. 

   “Hey.” Ryoken said, after he cleared his throat.

   The owner of the voice made himself known and was, naturally, the owner of the store. He came from behind the computer, totally swish, likely from Yusaku’s shop, Ryoken was willing to bet, Ryoken could swear he heard a choir of cherubs as his movement was in heavenly slow-mo. 

   “How may I help you?” he said and he placed his hand, elegant like a pianist’s, over his heart. “I am the proprietor of this florist, my name is Kinoshita Shinbou. You may call me Shinobu.”

   Ryoken hazarded a smile. What a handsome name for a handsome man, he looked even better up close and in somewhat fluorescent light than in whatever shafts of sunlight he happened in during his few outings onto the street through the day. He had clay silver hair and amazingly blue eyes, he was somewhat tall and dressed quite prim in a three-piece suit accessorised by a pastel green apron with a small tulip on the chest.

   “Yeah, hi, good to meet you,” Ryoken rambled through his words, “I’m Ryoken, I work across the road at the tattoo parlour.”

   He figured mentioning his job would be a good way to know off the bat if his delusions of amour would be shattered or not but surprisingly, Shinobu merely smiled politely.

   “Good to meet you also,” he said, “I’ve seen you every so often… What brings you in?”

   Ryoken felt his words clog up in his throat. And then his mouth. And then he had to imagine Yusaku elbowing him in the ribs just to spit it out but there was just something so splendid about the florist in front of him. As though he were a dryad, one of his flowers rather than a person. He just had that effect on Ryoken.

   “I, uh, need to borrow a reference, if you don’t mind.” Ryoken said in the poorest way possible. He could tell because Shinobu quirked a brow in mild confusion. “What I mean is, I’ve got a lady who wants me to tattoo a flower on her and she only wants to follow through on my quote if I can show her some more flowers in my portfolio so if you don’t mind, I’d like to do some sketching here. I won’t take long. Promise.”

   Shinobu’s eyes lit up, “I don’t mind at all. Can I see your art?” he asked.

   “Yeah, sure, have a look.” Ryoken smiled.

   He was really glad he had made the point of choosing his most Instagram perfect aesthetic sketchbook to bring with him. Good quality paper, a funky white, orange, green, and grey geometric pattern on the cover, and some of his best drawings on the inside, too. He smirked as he handed it over and let Shinobu flick through it.

   His eyes went wider and wider and bluer and bluer with how impressed he was with Ryoken’s work. He then paused on something towards the middle end of it, before the blank pages unravelled. He looked over it extra lovingly.

   “I like this one, I think it's my favourite.” Shinobu said as he handed Ryoken’s sketch book back to him so he could have a look at it and lo and behold.

   Shinobu had picked out a sketch to admire and choose as a favourite that totally encapsulated the ethereal vibe he gave off. On this particular page was something which was somewhat of a departure of Ryoken’s usual artworks of edgy doom and gloom, though not entirely. It depicted a Tinkerbell-esque fairy posed upon a dragon’s skull. 

   “You like this one best?” Ryokan asked to confirm, putting on some faux accent of modesty.

   “Yes, I do.” Shinobu said with a smile. “But I agree with your client. Your flowers could use more accuracy so please, feel free to reference to your heart’s content on my shop floor.”

   Ryoken felt as though he had been shot through the heart with an arrow. Not just Cupid’s but actual modesty’s too. He more than noticed the criticism that Shinobu had slipped into the conversation.

   “Thanks, I appreciate it, any pointers you can give would be great.” Ryoken said.

   “Hm… You should be mindful of Fibonacci’s number then, all flowers grow according to it. Assuming they aren’t fascinated.” Shinobu replied.

   “Fascinated?” Ryoken echoed, he wasn’t familiar with this term. He blinked.

   “Here, let me show you.” Shinobu said, more than excited, especially now he could show off not just his showroom but his passion, too.

   Ryoken was enthralled by the delight which came to life in Shinobu’s voice and so, was more than drawn in when Shinobu showed him something from his private, not for sale collection. Ryoken had no idea that there was a whole world of floral body horror he had been previously unaware of until now. 

   Shinobu held a little, potted plant in his hands: the pot was pretty and ceramic, the succulent that was inside was anything but. It was abnormal and over exaggerated, like one of those doodles Ryoken did where he never lifted the pencil off the paper. This succulent just went on and on and on with all the parts of its plant. It was spiky and colourful. 

   “Do you like it?” Shinobu asked.

   “Yeah, it's really cool.” Ryoken said.

   Shinobu smiled as he let Ryoken hold it, too. The ceramic pot was cool on the inside of Ryoken’s palm. Holding it, he was able to see it from different angles and admire it better.

   Shinobu watched, humbled, as Ryoken was excited over his fascinated succulent, “That’s from my personal collection but if you like it so much, why don’t you keep it?”

   “No way, I couldn’t take it.” Ryoken said, straightening up at the offer as it was like a jolt of electricity to his system. 

   “I insist.” Shinobu said.

   “I have the complete opposite of a green thumb.” Ryoken said. “I can barely keep myself alive on two-minute noodles.”

   “Succulents are a good starter plant and, if you like, I can drop in across the road and see how it's going.” Shinobu suggested, and with a bat of his eyelashes no less.

   Ryoken felt his heart stop and then, as he processed Shinobu’s flirtation. Then, when he did, his heart restarted and bounded straight into his throat. Ryoken felt his temperature rise as a wonky smile crossed his face from left to right. 

   “I’d appreciate that.” he managed to utter out.

   “I’ll see you when I can.” Shinobu said and as though on cue, the bell to his own store jingled.

   He actually had customers. Congratulations to the newcomer to the street. So, Ryoken politely backed out so Shinobu could get back to work. The same of which couldn’t be said about Ryoken. He took down his “back in five minutes” sign and didn’t get any visitors over the course of the rest of the afternoon. Though, he did notice a couple click-ons and click-offs on his website and emptied his spam folder. 

   All whilst the fascinated succulent in its white-and-blue ceramic pot now sat on his counter, just above his two-monitor computer setup complete with an RGB keyboard and wireless mouse. It looked good there. Ryoken liked it there and the next day, when Shinobu visited, he liked it there, too.

   He visited early. Literally one minute after Ryoken flipped his close sign to open. If it weren’t endearing, it would have been freaky. Probably. Seriously, he came in at exactly 10:01. 

   “Good morning.” Shinobu said.

   “Good morning.” Ryoken replied.

   He smiled, welcomingly, but was a little bit unsettled by Shinobu’s punctuality. It was a bit too much but worth it very quickly as Shinobu admired the decor of Ryoken’s tattoo parlour. The glowy neon tubing on the walls, the cracks in the tiles, the state of the art equipment and of course: the pot plant on the counter.

   Ryoken had, of course, placed it on a throne of honour, on the high counter which protected his two computer screens and cash register. It looked good there. Even if the Greek blue and white pot clashed with his edgier aesthetic that he was trying to theme his parlour around. At least the way it dripped and drooped was vaguely intestine shaped.

   “Glad to see the little one settling in.” Shinobu chuckled.

   “It’s been getting plenty of compliments.” Ryoken agreed.

   He lifted himself slightly out of his red and black gamer chair to peek over the counter. He kept stealing glances at Shinobu but wanted to seem fun and casual, and like he actually had work. And Ryoken did. He was just tidying up some overnight bookings on his calendar, to chase up potential clients, make sure they hadn’t been drunk or similar when booking as these scattered bookings were timestamped for around midnight the night before.

   “Glad to hear it.” Shinobu said.

   The light chatter went quiet after that. Ryoken wasn’t sure what to say next. They had kind of done most of the small talk available to them. Was it too late to mention the weather? It was just as temperate as normal, maybe going to rain this afternoon… Or should they talk about their work? Ryoken wasn’t sure as he awkwardly tapped on keys on his keyboard. Mostly his back space since he was running out of things to be doing on his computer before it just turned into pretending.

   And Shinobu must have sensed that Ryoken was doing that just: pretending to work.

   He peered over the counter and looked down at Ryoken and Ryoken was taken aback once more by how pretty the florist was. He had big blue eyes which could have been straight out of one of those creepy porcelain doll’s faces and quaffed silver hair.

   Ryoken felt his heart seize with his crush. There was so much that he didn’t know about the proprietor of the Sunavalon Florist, Mister Shinobu Kinoshita and he really wanted to change that. Their eyes met and Ryoken really, truly felt a spark. A mutual one. Shinobu smiled shyly and Ryoken blurted it out.

   “Do you want to meet-up during off-work hours sometime?” Ryoken asked. “I know a good cafe around here, with a view of the sea, wanna go there on Sunday?” 

   “Sunday?” Shinobu echoed, flattered and his face going pink. 

  ��Ryoken nodded. His breath felt tight in his chest as his palms sweated. He did it. He really did it. He asked Shinobu on a date.

   “This Sunday?” Shinobu prompted to clarify.

   “Yes, this Sunday.” Ryoken replied.

   “It's Mother’s Day this Sunday, I’m going to be busy all day.” Shinobu laughed. He turned shy, looked away. “And it's a special day for me regardless, I’m afraid I couldn’t anyway…”

   “Oh…” Ryoken said.

   Well. He learned something new about Shinobu. Mother’s Day was important. He wondered why. Then again, Ryoken felt like a fool for not realising that the florist would be busy all day on Mother's Day, a popular event for bouquets. He was a bigger fool for forgetting, despite the banners and buzz. Ryoken stopped himself from groaning at his own expense and try to refresh his thoughts by licking his lips.

   “What about Saturday?” Ryoken suggested.

   “This Saturday?” Shinobu echoed, his tone of voice turning playful as he looked at Ryoken once more.

   “Yes, this Saturday.” Ryoken smiled.

   “I would love to join you for coffee then.” Shinobu demurely replied.

   “Then it's a date.” Ryoken said.

   “I’ll look forward to it.” Shinobu added.

   He reached up and traced his finger around the edge of the pot plant. He avoided the pricks of the succulent and Ryoken noticed. He was going to look forward to their coffee date on Saturday, too. For now, they both had work to do. 

[williamvapespeare]

🎁!

ahh thank you!! love your username btw dicaeopolis x rhapsode is the real otp (i really hope that this is the reference and i haven't just pegged myself as a nerd for no reason LOL)

The boy frowns then, his hands tightening into little fists of frustration at his sides. It’s a gesture Edwin finds surprisingly relatable, and he busies his own with retrieving his notebook from the inside pocket of his jacket. 

send me a 🎁 and I’ll write five sentences of what I’m working on and share one

[eolewyn1010]

21, 34, 57 for the OTP asks (Schoethe, if you'd like)? :)

Of course I'd like, here we go!

21. Who would get into a fight to defend the other's honor? Who tends to the other's wounds?

I'd say they are both absolutely up to defend the other's honor, but in different ways: Goethe would look down his nose on the person infringing on Schiller's honor, and in cold politeness wish them a "good day" - before setting out to absolutely destroy that person socially. He'll make sure they never get a foot down in decent company again, a scathing review on every accomplishment, you better forget about that promising engagement (Goethe knows the family because of course he does); better get out of the country completely and change your name. He'll ruin a life, mercilessly and without a scratch on him - fortunately, because while Schiller would certainly try to take care of any wounds of Goethe's, he's kind of a chaotic mess and not really good at it.

Now, Schiller? Would just physically jump at the offending party and endeavour to rip their throat out with his teeth. He's feral. He would faint like a consumptive Victorian ingenue afterwards and Goethe would have to bring him to bed and tend to him tenderly, but he would do so happily and with heart eyes, because Schiller just beat up a guy for him. Conveniently, Goethe also knows a thing or two more about How To Live Healthily, so he's not a bad caretaker.

34. Who's more likely to tell a dirty joke or story to make the other blush?

Definitely Schiller; he's never been worried about making someone clutch their pearls. And once Goethe is over his initial "nyeh-nyeh-nyeh, your plays are crude and lewd and your Sturm-und-Drang attitude sucks!" fit, flustering him with just the kind of crude and lewd that Goethe complained about would make Fritzen's day.

57. Who's the serious one when grocery shopping and who likes to toss random things in the cart?

Again, Schiller has zero sense for health and/or self preservation; he probably lives off of chips, frozen pizza and dry noodle mixes. And rotting apples. Now, Goethe? The little nerd cooks exclusively with fresh vegetables and is positively a snob about local eggs and dairy products. Grocery shopping is Serious Business(TM) for Goethe. Especially since he tries to keep that idiot of a boyfriend alive.

[cieloclercs]

lover, you should’ve come over - let's do f1 or tennis you can choose, male preference!

I'm currently a 3rd year in uni studying statistics with a triple minor holy hell, in CompSci, Business Analytics, and Mathematics. I'm in my uni's marching band and I play the tuba, I'm on staff and I adore my rookies. Literally the shortest person in the section but I love the jokes they're all good fun.

Something about my face screams to people to tell me all about their relationship woes/stories and I honestly don't mind I love getting to know them a bit more. I'm not huge on physical touch but I'll warm up to it if you're a close friend. Very fluent in sarcasm but I know when to pull back. My friends would say I'm very dependable and chill. My love languages are words of affirmation and quality time.

I love to bake when I have the supplies, huge marvel nerd movies + comics, I'm horrible at finishing tv shows I either binge it all in one night or it'll take me 5 months to finish one season, tysm!

i ship you with sebastian vettel!

— ok so i know seb isn’t technically on the grid anymore and he’s kind of old BUT if we’re talking younger red bull seb omg this is SPEAKING to me !! you seem like such a go with the flow person but at the same time super ambitious and just like you know exactly what you want ?? if that makes sense ?? correct me if i’m wrong but that’s the vibe i’m getting from this 😭 and i feel like red bull seb would ADORE that

— ok you have no idea how much i love this imaginary dynamic but i’m picturing seb being totally infatuated with you before you guys get together, and i’m talking like he’ll follow you around, flirt shamelessly and basically just do classic seb things, but (at first) you’d shoot him down every. single. time. mostly just because you find it funny watching him tie himself into knots BUT ALSO maybe because you’re a little intrigued 😏😏 i can imagine you’d keep up this pretence for a while wondering when seb will finally have had enough and move onto his next conquest, BUT WHEN HE DOESNT you begin to think that maybeee this guy is worth sticking your neck out for 😏

— of course once you guys are together, the shameless flirting still won’t stop. i mean who are we kidding it’s sebastian vettel being a flirt is part of his genetic makeup 😭 but you have this superpower where you can just not react and it’s so funny because seb will turn it into some kind of competition to see who’ll crack first (you always win 😉) honestly you guys are the funniest couple ever but in the driest kind of way. i genuinely love you both. if this was real you’d be my otp (i’m getting too invested 😔)

— mini head cannon bc i forgot to add it in before: seb is fully convinced you’re the smartest person on earth and if anyone argues otherwise he will FIGHT them. even if they’re arguing einstein is smarter he’ll still do it. the guy honestly worships you and it’s hilarious (but also v cute 🥹)

— you’re definitely kind of seb’s mental health support 😭 like he’ll tell you everything that goes on in his team, and i mean everything (even when he’s not supposed to 🤫) when he has a bad race, you’re there to listen to him and let him just vent out all his frustrations. when he has a good race, you’re always there to lift him up. i feel like the kind of mutual understanding you guys have is really rare. like, the kind of bordering on telepathy understanding where you can just tell how the other is feeling from one look 🥹 of course, seb’s a gentlemen so he always works hard to give you everything you could possibly want in a relationship. even despite his busy schedule, he always makes sure to take you out on lots of cute, thoughtful dates, and even sends you little notes throughout the day just to remind you how much he loves you 🥹 honestly he’s so cute i adore him

— and a final bonus headcannon !! i feel like seb himself can be a bit of a nerd when it comes to certain things (we’ve all seen him in grill the grid, the guy just absorbs knowledge) even though he may not be a marvel fan originally, when he finds out you are, he works sooo hard to get caught up with all the movies and the comic lore so he can talk to you about it 🥹 then of course come the marvel movie nights (instigated by him) where you literally stay up for hours bingeing as many of them as possible (seb definitely gets so invested and cries at infinity war and endgame 😭) he just wants to spend as much time with you doing things you love as possible !! 🥹🤍

[normal-thoughts-official]

Character ask thing with Joe

Ugh I love you /platonic

favorite thing about them

Hmm how to choose. I guess I'll repeat myself and say, once again, the way he feels everything so intensely as if it's the first time. The fact that he has lived for nearly a thousand years and still experiences everything with such intensity, such fresh eyes, such delight at being alive and sadness at everything that's unfair is just. Really admirable to me? And makes him really interesting as a character. The way that he's a formidable warrior but is a lover not a fighter, but the fact that he's a lover just makes him a stronger and more intense fighter... Yeah

least favorite thing about them

not to be a stan but I genuinely can't think of anything about him I dislike. I guess his lack of screentime? Lol

favorite line

"you and Nicky always had each other. And all we had was our grief" "well, now you have even more"

everyone talks about how devastating Nicky is with just a few words (and it's true, he is and it's iconic) but Joe is just as good. Everything he says to Booker in that scene is so cutting and to the point and perfect. He doesn't minimize Booker's suffering but he doesn't allow for his bullshit either. He breaks through Booker's entire self pitying tirade in such a cutting, objective way that there's not much else Booker can even say. And he's right, he does have even more, because that's what it's all about, whether or not you move on, and ugh, it's just so good

brOTP

Joe and Nile forever and ever. Give me art nerd bros!!! Give me Joe and Nile bonding over being the only POC in the group. Give me Joe and Nile being able to understand parts of each other no one else in the group does or can, because their experience is different. Give me Joe and Nile being a breath of fresh air to each other because they both wear their heart on their sleeves, they're both earnest and genuine and still openly in love with the world and the new experiences they can have while everyone else is kind of used to everything by now. Joe and Nile both not really being fighters at heart (in the comics Nile says she went to the army so she could go to college and major in art history later) and finding solace in each other. Joe and Nile getting into intense debates about art that go well into the night until the sun is rising and they're like "huh?" and sheepishly stare at Nicky when he rises to make his coffee and is all like "I trust you had an enlightening discussion, yes?" Just... Joe and Nile <3

OTP

There's really only one possible answer to this question

nOTP

Everything that's not Joe/Nicky is just weird to me but I'd have to go with Joe/Nicky/Booker. Please stop. Joe may like greasy white men but not to THAT extent (this is a joke please be normal everyone)

random headcanon

Joe has degrees in a BUNCH of different subjects, from architecture to botany, and "renews" them regularly under different aliases. His scope of interests is just very wide and every once in a while the mood will strike him to learn something apparently random and when everyone blinks Joe is getting a degree in zoology and they're just like. Alright

unpopular opinion

Not sure how unpopular this opinion is but like. Listen to me. You listen to me. I'm bisexual. I love bisexual people. My favorite thing for a character to be is bisexual. I'm out there hitting everyone in my shooting range with the bisexualizing rays, but Joe? Joe is gay, man. I'm sorry I wish he was a bicon too but there is simply no way this man is attracted to women. At the tender age of 33 this guy was crossing the ocean to go fight a war he had literally 0 business participating in, and that to me is the mark of someone who's running away from having to marry a woman. Or to run from an existing marriage which might be even gayer. Even without that I simply cannot picture him looking at a woman's body with anything more than mild disinterest. If a woman got naked in front of him he'd be like "you lost your clothes" and dress her back up with one of those sticks with mouths in them. We must accept this and embrace the fact that the tog bicon is and will always be Andy

(This is, once again, a joke. You can hc what you like. I'm not the Emperor of Fandom stopping you from enjoying whatever you want. This is just my opinion said in a humorous way because I'm a clown. Peace and love on planet Earth)

song i associate with them

Hmmm you know I actually had, like, Real Thoughts™ about this but somehow every one of them fled my mind rn. I'll go with Antenne by Bashar Murad. Just, like, the whole thing about wanting to be away from the avalanche of information and people questioning your humanity and treating your existence as a debate, you know? And wanting to have time to breathe and live in the moment. Yeah. I think that's very Joe

(If you've never listened to Bashar Murad you should give it a try btw this man is amazing. And the clip of Antenne on YouTube has English subtitles for those who don't speak Arabic)

favorite picture of them

Oh Jesus Lord how to even choose. Genuinely looking at him too long in any capacity makes me want to cry and feel insane. There is a fine line between "I'm looking at Joe and it makes me feel comforted and happy" and "I'm looking at Joe and it's making me want to explode" and I walk it every time I look at him. But I guess I can go with the one on my header

[ID: Joe sitting on a chair, reading a book. He has one leg crossed over the other and is turning to look to his side, eyebrows raised and a very faint smile on his face. End ID]

I just. Augfhhhhhhh. Psychic damage. He's so soft. I have crossed the line. Fuvk

[cinnamonfknbuns]

5, 11 & 20 for any of ur oc ships/otp!

omg I didn't actually expect to get any asks, I saved it more for myself to reference later fhjagdj but now I'm excited to write yayyyy!!!!! thank uu :DDD

5: Describe their cozy night in.

— Utsuki/Haru:

Since both of them are high schoolers and live with their parents/guardians, spending a night together is kind of an occasion in of itself, but still, like, a cozy, casual "date"

it's girl's night! at least that's what Haru tells her parents ^^;;

they don't care, especially if Utsuki is staying over after a study session that went on too long. As long as their daughter is doing good in school it's fine

if they're not too tired and don't have class the next day, they'll make/get something sweet to eat, watch a nostalgic movie, maybe do a craft together and chat until the early morning, all as quietly as possible as to not bother anyone past bedtime

Haru isn't all that comfortable with touch, so she actually prefers to sleep in separate beds. it still feels very close tho, as they keep talking (whispering) to each other even after the lights are out, until one of them falls asleep <33

11: Do either try to hide their emotions if upset? Can the other still tell?

— Dália/Saeran & Ray

It depends on how long has passed since the events of the canon story, but mostly yes on Dália's side. I mean she doesn't even let HERSELF acknowledge those feelings...

I interpret Saeran as a system: host Saeran, who Dália is dating and is the one fronting most of the time; suit Saeran, who prefers to keep his distance from her (and vice versa tbh); and Ray, who is also kinda dating Dália but he fronts way less and isn't as present as Saeran, so their relationship is more of a d/s dynamic than that of girlfriend/boyfriend

Being the one that knows her best, host Saeran doesn't hide his feelings at all, and he notices if she tries to do so. It's also with him that she's most comfortable being open with, so note the "if"

Ray tries to hide his feelings bc he's ashamed, but fails. He's usually too flustered and in his own head to notice when Dália hides things from him, tho

Suit hides his feelings AND knows Dália also does, but he doesn't want to pry and just leaves it be. He feels guilty for what happened in the main story, and Dália keeps her distance bc she's too scared to confront her own feelings about it.

20: Choose one song that perfectly describes their relationship.

— Lazarus/Griffith:

I like this one bc it focuses more on the 'secret' part of 'secret relationship', which is just crucial to laz and griff's whole thing

Before lovers, they're confidants. yeah, lazarus is completely obsessed with griffith, but griffith doesn't even like him that much (at least at first) The only reason he kept him around is because Lazarus offered a secrecy no one else could, and would THEN come to form a bond with him based on that trust.

Lazarus is basically the family doctor for the royalty, on top of being very knowledgeable about poisons and a bit of an alchemist (nerd) So his job is to listen to nobles sharing their physical weaknesses and gross secrets and telling them abt each different poison whenever someone feels like doing an assassination. (he never participates and will refuse to even listen to anything related, hes just a "I'm here to share my scientific expertise with my patients; whatever they choose to do with that information is not my business" kinda guy)

basically, he's privy to A LOT of stuff, and has lasted so long in that position bc he takes patient confidentiality REALLY FUCKING SERIOUSLY. and then he sees griffith for the first time ever and decides he'll make an exception for this random twink. lol.

So Griffith is drawn to him as a resource for political games and shit, right? but then, also, Lazarus is someone that Griffith doesn't have to impress. He's already obsessed with him, he's not a noble able to give him land or titles, and he's not a hawk putting his faith in Griffith's dream, so there's no outside pressure for Griffith to maintain his facade.

There's literally nothing Griffith COULD do that Lazarus would blame him for, even if it's outright evil shit. If Griffith is weak or tired or conflicted in front of Lazarus, he'd never tell anyone or think less of griffith, so it's him, and only him, that griff seeks out when he needs help

in short, their bond is based on that trust and secrecy rather than, like, attraction. they're not really lovers, i'd say they're co-conspirators with benefits 😌😌

[head-hopping]

His Queen sat in his lap like a pleased cat. Her fingers are light and quick across his skin - taking up the Prince's hand between her own as she tugged it close. Brow wrinkled just a touch as she focused herself on his hand. Pressure easing over the tension he held there. She said something. Then laughed. So close - so at ease now - her smile wide as those blue eyes found his in their jovial teasing. "Are you awake, my Prince?"

H i s Q u e e n ~ ?

The thought caused no questioning for his dream-state self currently far too enraptured in the blue of her eyes that matched the brilliance of her smile. And yet…the back of his mind could not resist the question…has he ever seen her smile? Is this what it truly looked like?

Her hands…so much smaller than his own, as both were required to almost encompass his own. But is this what her touch would really feel like?

That little furrow in her brow - what caused it? What has happened to his queen?

…His…queen…

Salvatore’s eyes rolled open, his body too weighted by interrupted sleep to properly jolt in the light of his wayward unconscious thoughts. His queen indeed. A ridiculous notion brought about by lack of sleep, heedless imaginings, fruitless…

Lifting a hand to his tired eyes, he rubbed them before dragging the calloused palm down his haggard face. This plague of dreams has done nothing but increase in absurdity, elevating from outright explainable lust to such display of affection that frankly, in some ways, left the prince feeling bottomless beyond the emptiness within his chest. None of this was right, or fair. Or mattered.

He could not have her; she would not have him. The kingdom hung in precarious balance, and he could not be distracted by eyes more expansive than the sky - or a n y other of her noteworthy descriptions.

With a short growl, Salvatore pulled himself up from bed and padded to his balcony doors overlooking the waterfalls behind the manor. He had great need to clear his head.

[f0xfordcomma]

when there are ten million things to do and the only background noise your brain can tolerate are just the best scenes and episodes of your otp's being otp-ish. ✌🏻

[fandomlockedfan]

A: you know, without you my life is in chaos.

B: ugh do we really have to do this?

A: c'mon don't be a spoil sport!

B: sigh.. okay why?

A: because you bring homoeostasis into my life!

B: pssh I can do better than that.

A: prove it!

B: okay... you must be sucrose and I must be an enzyme sucrase.

A: *genuinely curious* why?

B: *smirks and leans closer to A* because I can only bind to you.

A: *blushes*