#he says he's a dog person but he's secretly a cat whisperer
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vampiricnature · 5 months ago
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Some more Maxie's
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blackenedsnow · 3 months ago
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Can I ask you to write headcanons for the Dudes on their s/o being a cat person and having a lot of cats at home (probably in their 30s). Knowing how Dude treats cats in the games, I think it would be interesting to see their reactions.
the dudes having a cat person s/o with lots of cats ; headcanons
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WARNING: None
PAIRING: Postal (1) Dude x Reader, Postal (2) Dude x Reader, Postal (3) Dude x Reader, Postal (4) Dude x Reader, Postal (BD) Dude x Reader, Postal (Movie) Dude x Reader
NOTE: EVERY SINGLE DUDE OKAY LETS GO
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P1 DUDE
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P1 isn’t the most expressive person, but when he first walks into your home filled with cats, he doesn’t seem bothered by it.
He’s got a soft spot for animals in his own way, especially considering how they’re often the only living things he doesn’t lash out at.
He’ll silently acknowledge them, maybe giving them a nod as if they understand each other.
The cats actually help calm him down.
P1 has a lot of internal turmoil, and being around your calm and curious cats is one of the few things that grounds him.
He finds their quiet presence soothing, even if he never says it out loud.
He won’t actively seek out the cats for affection, but if one comes over and curls up on him, he’ll stay still, letting it be.
Over time, you might catch him absentmindedly petting one of them while lost in thought.
It’s subtle, but it’s a sign of his trust in both you and the animals.
P2 DUDE
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P2 has been through some weird stuff, so the idea of you having a house full of cats doesn’t exactly faze him.
In fact, he seems oddly cool with it.
But, at first he does NOT shut up about how dogs are better
He secretly loves your cats, and you’ll often catch him joking about how your house has become a “feline kingdom.”
He’s the type to start naming the cats ridiculous things like “Mr. Whiskers” or “Claws McGraw,” and you’ll often find him playing with them using improvised toys.
There’s something about the fun of having so many cats that just fits with his lifestyle, and he’ll probably end up forming a bond with a few of them.
You might find him using one of the cats as an improvised something again, but only when he’s in a pinch.
He’ll definitely give them a good pet afterward and make sure they’re okay.
It’s part of his strange way of showing love, and he’ll treat them like royalty when he’s not in survival mode.
P3 DUDE
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P3 has a bit of a different energy.
When he walks into your cat-filled home, he’s not sure what the hell to do at first.
He’s unsure how to approach the situation, because usually he's kidnapping cats.
Over time, he gets used to the cats.
He might roughly try to pet one, in a loving way, looking to you for guidance on how to handle them.
P3 will eventually start trying to “win over” the cats, bringing treats or toys in an attempt to earn their approval.
You might catch him quietly whispering
“Hey, little guy, you like me, right? You like me more right? Way more?”
He’s got an endearing side to him when he’s trying hard to impress.
P4 DUDE
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The moment P4 steps into your home and sees all of your cats lounging around, he’s thrilled.
“Damn, look at all these fluffy little guys!”
He’s immediately down on the floor, trying to pet as many as possible and get them to love him.
He’s the type to instantly form a connection with your cats.
You’ll often find him with a few of them on his lap or one draped over his shoulder while he's napping.
He probably has ongoing conversations with the cats, acting like they’re part of the family and sometimes even asking them for advice when you’re not around.
Because he's dumb and weird. Duh.
Expect him to start spoiling them, sneaking them treats when you’re not looking, and building elaborate little cat forts out of cardboard boxes.
BD DUDE
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BD’s reaction is one of sheer confusion at first.
He walks in, sees all the cats, and probably stares at them for a long moment.
“Wait… how many cats are there again?”
His sense of reality might be a little warped, but he finds the whole thing odd.
He’ll likely try to communicate with the cats in strange ways, meowing at them or mimicking their movements.
It doesn’t always make sense, but the cats seem to tolerate him, and he finds their reactions endlessly entertaining.
Despite his strange behavior, he manages to coexist with your cats, and they oddly seem to flock to him.
Maybe it’s because they recognize the energy he gives off, but either way, you’ll often find him surrounded by a bunch of your cats, all of them staring at him like they understand something you don’t.
MOVIE DUDE
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He's SO gentle when it comes to these little guys.
He respects cats in the same way he respects you—creatures that do what they want, on their terms.
He admires their independence and sharp instincts.
He’s extremely protective of your cats, much like he is with you.
If anything threatens them—whether it’s a stray dog or an intruder—he won’t hesitate to step in.
He’s oddly defensive about them, as if he sees them as part of his new, makeshift family.
Unlike some of the other Dudes, he’s quieter in his interactions with the cats.
You might find him sitting in the corner, watching them with a small smirk on his face as they go about their business.
He’s content just being around them, appreciating their quiet companionship.
He really, really wants them to like him.
But he also doesn't wanna be attacked
So he's stuck.
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lunarw0rks · 1 year ago
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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT82Fwck6/
finding a box of kittens left by the side of your apartment just as you were about to enter the building /: it’s storming out and you don’t wanna leave them in the rain /: you use that filter on them while recording them and text graves saying ‘can we please keep them 🥺🥺🥺 they’re just babies!’
he'd be so......... :( how can he say no? when you've sent that to him, their little faces with the silly filter?? AND THEN THE POUTY EMOJIS?? (graves definitely takes emojis very literally, too. doesn't understand sarcastic ones lol)
graves is a dog person who pretends he despises cats. secretly pets them and picks up the street kitty that lingers in his driveway, too.
—but kittens? your kittens, now?
instead of texting you back, he'd probably call you. "where'd you find 'em?" graves would say, before you can even say 'hello' to him. goes through a series of questions, eventually asking if you needed any supplies dropped off, to use his card number.
as soon as he got home, whether it was a day later or a few, he met the little babies. picks up the first kitty that paws at him, hearing the slosh of the milk you gave them in their bellies. the one he's holding in the air lets out a small purr, and the hardness about him softens instantly. is he going to show it? probably not. but you can tell. "you cats aren't all bad, are ya? hm?" he whispers to the kitten in his hands, watching the little claws sink into his shirt fabric while he balances it on his chest.
『 BONUS; lazy mornings with graves, when he doesn't bother to get up right away. you get up at the crack of dawn to give them their next feeding, then decide to let them loose on the bed.
he opens one eye at the disturbance, feeling the weight of all those little claws walking across his body. "mmm..." he'd groan, feeling one of their paws press against his mouth. and then he sees you, the culprit who unleashed all the kitties on him. "think this is funny, don't you, darlin'? bein' ambushed when i'm asleep?"
grabbing the closest one, he puts it in 'air jail' for a few seconds, slowly but surely shifting around until he's gathered all the little ones in his lap.
he's grown to love them, all things considered. even though they've taken all your time, and when you are there you're exhausted from the feedings and zoomies at ungodly hours.
you're dreading the day you stop fostering all of them, when you either have to give them all away, or make the awful decision of adopting just one or a few of them.
frankly, he is too :(( he wants to keep them all. 』
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sweet-roulette · 4 months ago
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・❥・ Kotoko Facts, part 1・❥・
・❥・ Since her English isn’t too good, she has both a kinda thick accent (of a Japanese person speaking English)
・❥・ She is very dependent on Google Translate to help her communicate with English speakers, she CAN speak proficient English, but like any introvert learning a new language, she’s not confident in it, so she’d rather use Google translate and recite whatever it says. 
・❥・ The problem is that Google Translate tends to translate Japanese to English a little wrong, with it usually translating too formal when Kotoko’s actual vocabulary consists of a lot of Japanese slang and such.
・❥・ Aside from the English problems, she also has a slightly DIFFERENT accent when speaking Japanese itself! She does speak standard Japanese, but she’s also from Kobe, where a dialect called Kansai-Ben is more commonly spoken. So instead of saying “Ikura Desu Ka?” (いくらですか?)”, which means “How much is it?” In standard Japanese, she would say “Nanbo? (なんぼ?)” which means the same thing, but in Kansai-Ben. The link to another post about it is here!
(more under the cut)
・❥・ She pretends to hate cute things. Kotoko claims she’s “too cool” for anything cute, but secretly, she’s obsessed with plushies. Her room has an entire corner hidden from view filled with stuffed animals. 
・❥・ Competitive eating. Despite her refined appearance, Kotoko has a surprising ability to win eating competitions. She can devour a ridiculous amount of spicy ramen without breaking a sweat. Shinyu once bet she couldn’t finish a bowl, and she made sure he paid for that mistake.
・❥・ She’s an accidental cat whisperer. Kotoko has a habit of attracting stray cats wherever she goes. She’ll deny it, but she has a soft spot for cats and can often be found feeding them in secret, muttering that they’re “not supposed to like me.” It plays into the inside joke that Kotoko is like a black cat.
・❥・ Sleep-deprived fashionista. Kotoko has a habit of staying up way too late working on some chaotic plan or finishing work, and she’ll show up the next day looking impeccable despite only getting three hours of sleep. When asked about her secret, she simply smirks and says, “It’s called ‘being better than you.’” 
・❥・ Keeps a list of sarcastic English comebacks: Kotoko has a digital and physical notebook specifically for writing down English sarcastic remarks and insults she thinks of during random moments. She uses it when she’s feeling uninspired during her exchanges with Shinyu or when she needs to spice up a conversation.
・❥・ Fear of butterflies: Despite her fearless personality, Kotoko has an irrational fear of butterflies. She’ll go absolutely still if one flies near her, then dramatically pretend she wasn’t scared if someone points it out. She calls them “creepy little spies.”
・❥・ Guilty pleasure: Sappy romance novels or webtoons: Kotoko secretly reads trashy, over-the-top romance novels or webtoons. She’ll pretend she’s reading something highbrow or a mafia report when caught, but in reality, she loves the cheesy drama that she can go gossip about to Rei or Hwayeon. She has several fake book covers for the romance novels she reads.
・❥・ karaoke queen: Kotoko loves karaoke but only sings absolute chaos songs — screamo or really offbeat tunes that throw everyone off. When someone dares to ask why, she’ll just say, “Because it’s fun watching people’s faces when I go off key on purpose.”
@happy--prince
LMK if you wanna be tagged in part 2!
ppl who might be interested?
@the-mafias-muzzled-dog
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ultra-raging-ghost · 9 months ago
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Idea for a little Cucuhalo fic/au. Ok hear me out:
Roommates/Office au
So, I haven't fully fleshed out the details yet, but Cucurucho as a rich boss that owns some kind of company and Bad is an employee that just moved from somewhere and started working in his company not too long ago. They try to get along... well enough in the office, albeit there's some tension and passive aggression between them.
Their co-workers love to gossip about them because it looks like there's something going on between the two, but it's all speculation for them. What they don't know is Bad and Cucurucho are actually secretly roommates, and they "hate" each other even more outside of the office.
Cucurucho has a cat that Bad wasn't initially fond of named Emotional Support (they're actually raising that cat like it's their baby lols) because Bad is more a dog person, but Cucurucho insisted on getting a cat as a pet. That's only one of their roommate quarrels. Most of the time they are extremely passive aggressive, and do things like, idk, not washing the other person's dishes lmao.
Despite how much they claim to hate each other, neither want to leave because "it's easier to share rent" or "no one would take care of Emotional Support when the other person is busy", some kind of excuse like that. But really, it's because they do enjoy having each other around, and sometimes, they have nice dinners and movie nights together. Then they fall asleep on their couch and wake up entangled, but neither wants to admit they were literally cuddling the night before. They are so attached to each other, but no one wants to say it out loud.
Basically this au is me wanting Cucuhalo office and roommate drama with a dash of sexual tension and long-term denial, romantic comedy sitcom style.
- alchemicaladarna
WAITTTT REAL
I love them living together and making up excuses to do so....
"Its expensive to live alone" "Emotional support is already so attached to him itd be mean to take her away from him" "We bought the furniture in a way that would make it weird for us to move out" (bad bought both the beds, or the one bed hayoooo, cucurucho bought like 20% of the spices and condiments, they dont feel like splitting up the furniture is what im getting at) "Theres no available housing in any areas id want to live in" etc. etc. any excuse to stay together even though to everyone else it seems like theyre at eachothers throats all the time!!
I think the way the workers would find out is a couple of them getting invited over. Like after a night out, one of them cant find a ride home so bad (resident guy who doesnt drink) offers to let them sleep on his couch for the night, and the next morning they wake up to arguing. They sit up on the couch and over the back of it who should they see in the kitchen together but CUCURUCHO and BADBOYHALO who are arguing because bad didnt ask before inviting said coworker over!! They kiss and make up (either metaphorically or literally) and cucurucho lets it go for now and sneaks off back to his (possibly their) room so he isnt caught and has bad send the coworker out as soon as they wake up. The coworker doesnt say anything about seeing cucurucho right then... but later on cucurucho and bad hear a lot of whispering that gets suddenly quiet when they walk by, and then it continues when they walk past.... more so than usual!!! And they dont think too much of it, but then someone comes up to bad's desk one day or approaches him in the hallway or by the water cooler and goes "so.. you and cucurucho, huh??"
(and then they realize bad's not the one to approach because hes very aloof and wouldnt pick up on the implications that the coworker would be dropping.. but theyre too afraid to go ask cucurucho about it for fear of getting chainsaw'd LMAO)
SHOUT OUT TO THE "ONLY ONE BED" TROPE, WE COULD DO SO MUCH WITH IT!!!
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kleo1504 · 3 months ago
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The Witch and the Supernaturals (1) [Interactive Story]
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Hello and welcome!
You might know me from my tarot blog @oraclekleo.
I decided to keep this old one for my non-tarot content. And since it's the spooky month, let's try a little interactive storytelling, shall we?
I have written a piece of story and at the end you'll have a poll where you can decide how the story will continue. Clear enough, right?
Sit back, relax and enjoy!
The Witch and the Supernaturals
Rowena always felt in a way excluded from the townsfolk' community. It could have been because she lived in a house at the outskirts of the town, just at the entrance to the Raven Woods, an ancient forest rumoured to be cursed. As the real estate people always say, it’s about location, location, location. However, Rowena believed that there’s another reason why the town’s people prefer to keep their distance from her. And that reason was that she was a witch. Rowena practised witchcraft and magic her entire life, it was as natural as breathing for her. She always tried to use her skills for good but nevertheless, people seemed to be afraid of her. Sometimes when she needed to go to town, she noticed people staring at her, whispering at each other, even crossing the street so they didn’t have to meet with her. No need to say that Rowen felt hurt, especially when those same people came running to her, whenever they needed something from her. Usually secretly coming to her so their family and friends would never find out about them even talking to that weird witch. Rowena often felt lonely but she never grew bitter. She learned to understand the townsfolk' fear and simply made peace of mind about it. She will never fit in, she will never be able to find friends among regular people, she will never know how their affection feels. Rowena accepted all this. It wasn’t the end of the world for her. She wasn’t so alone, after all, as she had her wild animal companions visiting her frequently at her house. She could often see deers and doe in her garden, foxes came to play on her porch, hedgehogs and hares playing in the bushes, all sorts of birds nesting in trees around her house and coming to numerous bird feeders she installed over the years. She listened to wolves and their howling sonatas by the moonlight. Rowena adopted about 6 cats and 6 dogs and enjoyed their company and warmth when they decided to share her bed with her. She was rarely ever sad or truly lonely, though sometimes she wondered how it would feel to actually have a human friend she could talk to. It wasn’t unusual for Rowena, to put on a wig and costume, sit by her tall mirror and talk to her own reflection as if it was another person, she could even change voices to make the conversation more real for herself. She was always aware that if anybody saw her, they would consider her a total lunatic. But hey! She had several cats and lived alone by the wood, she was clearly a crazy lady already, so why not embrace it.
Rowena was tending her herbal garden at sunset, she nurtured her plants with love and care, talking to each one of them as if they were her dear friends. When it became too dark, Rowen whispered magic words and the torches strategically positioned around the whole garden ablaze instantly. The flame of aerie green colour giving the garden a mysterious atmosphere, Rowena smiled and continued with her good work. She hummed ancient melodies while weeding and watering the plants. She noticed a slight rustle in the bushes but she paid no attention to it and continued with her work. Some twigs cracked.
“You are clumsy, today.” Rowena spoke calmly without looking behind her back.
“I never attempted to be stealthy around you.” A deep growly voice responded to her.
Rowena could hear his heavy steps behind her. He stopped right behind her back, towering over her, tall and muscular. “You shouldn’t be in the garden alone after dark.” He whispered and sniffed noisily around. “Your scent attracts… Unwanted attention.”
“You mean, your attention, Reese?” Rowena smiled and while still concentrated on tending to her plants.
“It’s not my attention you should be wary about. There are other creatures in the woods. And they are not as friendly as I am.”
Rowena stood up and turned to face him. Well… she had to tilt her head up to look into his face. Reese was more than a head taller than her and when standing this close, his chest was so broad that it blocked her view. “I am aware of all the creatures around here, thank you very much. None of them is a threat to me. But I appreciate your concern.”
Reese sniffed, growled and licked his lips. His gaze was especially intense as Reese had his right eye brown and the left eye icy blue. “Don’t underestimate them. You are no longer a child.” He tilted his head lower and sniffed Rowena. “Your scent changed a while ago…”
Rowena arched one eyebrow. “Reese, I’m 28. I’m not a child for many years already.”
“No… Your scent has been different for the last 6 or 7 months…” He said with another growl.
“Right!” Rowena stepped back from him. “Is there anything I can do for you or have you come to just… sniff me?” She asked as she gathered her gardening tools into a basket and headed to her workshop.
“I admit your scent drives me crazy but I’m here to ask you for a favour.” Reese followed her in polite distance. “It’s my sister Reena. She got caught in a bear trap yesterday. We managed to get her out of it but the wound is nasty.”
“Oh dear! That’s terrible! Who would set up bear traps here? There are no bears around here…”
“I believe they were after us, Rowena. Werewolves aren’t exactly popular among town people.” Reese mentioned with disgust.
Rowena nodded. “I just fetch my medical bag.” She quickly grabbed her large shoulder bag in the house and followed Reese through the darkened woods. Reese was striding very quickly, never doubting his steps. Rowena was more or less stumbling behind him over the roots, rocks and muddy puddles. At a certain point Reese offered to carry her as it would be much quicker but Rowena refused to let him do that. Eventually they arrived at the werewolf camp. Reese had one of the bigger tents as he was the grandson of the pack’s alpha. He invited Rowena inside and there she was, Reena, a young werewolf girl laying on multiple cushions and with her left leg fixed with bloody bondage. Reena’s face was covered in sweat from the fever, she was delirious. Rowena instructed Reese to bring her hot water and kneeled at Reena. She started to undo the bandages and she could tell right away that there’s infection spreading in the wound. Rowena took a little phial from her bag and dropped it on Reena’s wound. “The trap was poisoned. Somebody smeared it with poison to cause the worst possible damage.” Rowena said and Reese growled and howled.
“Can you help her? Do you have an antidote?” He was pacing around like an angry tiger.
“I hope so. You should have come sooner. Reena is young and strong, though. She has a decent chance.” Rowena got to work and her hands were moving with precision and certainty. She properly cleaned the wound, gave Reena first dose of antidote and prepared antiseptic bandages. Reena never woke up from her delirious feverish dream. Rowena fixed the bandages and gave the young girl a special broth.
“I did what I could for now. Keep cooling her face and arms with wet cloth. Fever is a sign that her body fights the infection and poison but if it grows higher, it will be dangerous for her. You need to stay with her for the next 24 hours.” “I make sure somebody is with her all the time.” Reese nodded.
“Why not you?” Rowena asked. The dark glint in his eyes wasn’t a good sign. “Reese, I know what you are thinking about but you don’t know who placed those traps there. Going on a vengeance spree would cause more harm. Your sister should be your priority for now.”
“What if there are more traps around here?” He growled.
“That’s possible. But you can’t just go searching for them. If there are other traps, they will be hidden and you could get caught yourself. I know someone with a metal detector, though. I’ll borrow it from them and we can try to search the area where your sister was injured. Does that sound sensible to you?” Rowena squeezed his hand for reassurance.
Reese reluctantly nodded. “Fine. Who’s got the metal detector?”
“You don’t know him. And it will be better if I go there on my own. Werewolves don’t have the reputation of diplomats.” Rowena smiled.
“It’s late. I’ll go to them first thing in the morning. Try to rest a bit. I’ll come tomorrow to check on Reena and we can go search for more traps afterwards.”
“I’ll take you back home.” Reese announced.
“That’s not necessary. Stay with Reena. I’ll get home on my own.”
Reese shook his head and insisted on accompanying Rowena through the dark woods.
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hymnoire · 1 year ago
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♣ + ( can I send one in for ga-ram & mara?? If you’re still taking these of course!! )
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A letter from Mara to Garam, from the Dongbu penitentiary in Seoul.
       To a friend who became so much more : "For a long time, I didn't feel like the world was made for someone like me. Someone who's a little too raw, a little too rough. I have spent too many years, blood, sweat and tears trying. I tried yes, the hardest I could. And I managed it for a while, to get power, to get status, to get reputation, and I thought : I did it right ? I belong now? And yet it was never enough. I realize now that I lost everything, that the only times I felt like I belong was with you. Stealing your beer and making chili in your crappy apartment, when the outside world just did not exist anymore. I know now, all I needed was to find you, someone who's a little too raw, a little too rough, just like me. I know we don't say these things to each other, I know it's not Us to be like that but, I miss you."
       Send me ♣ + a ship and i’ll tell you…
Who is the better dancer?
Secretly Mara but neither of them wishes to dance in public. They usually simply stand by the counter, by the bar just the two of them, sharing a drink. "Come on you two don't be such a buzz, come and dance!" Would tell them the host of the party before going back to the dancefloor. Garam stays silent and keeps on drinking, he does not move a hinch. "Can't wait to arrest this one for fraud. Look at them all, dancing like they're embezzlement free." Mara replies, sipping on her drink as well. "Yeah well, rich people." Garam comments, not so pleased to be here in the first place. "Shit. Remember that man I told you I would keep an eye on tonight, he's staring at us." Mara speaks as she starts moving. "Ok let's act normal, let's dance. And I don't know, Smile or something. Let's go follow my lead." She would say dragging him there by the arm even if he sighs and complains.
Who likes the outdoors more and who likes the indoors more?
Both are indoors persons. Garam hates crowded places as for Mara, she likes privacy in general : even when meeting with people for business or anything else truly, she avoids to spend too much time surrounded by too many people. So when it's just the two of them, they love to stay inside, it's cozy and silent and comfortable.
Who’s a cat person and who’s a dog person?
Both are dog persons. Mara loves the dogs they train for police duties and get attached to them; she however does not imagine having one at home due to her barely being at her place. She oftens tells Garam a dog would be good company to them, however.
Who’s more social?
None of them which is hilarioius. They avoid socializing and when both trapped in a social situation, they try to call each other for help in order to get out of here fast. The only time it didn't work was when they pushed the door of a pub Mara took Garam to and everyone inside screamed " Surprise!" It was their coworkers, a surprise party for Garam's birthday. Garam leans to Mara for a whisper between his teeth. "Just the two of us you said?", Mara replies "I knooow, they told me to drag you here, my god I hate it. Let's just smile, pretend we care about the present you get, spoiler alert it's a tie it's ugly as fuck - we drink as much as we can, in two hours we get out of here and i don't know.. sex in the car?" Garam thinks of the pros and cons before answering. "Ok fine. 1 hour." He says. "1 hour and a half and you can use the tie on me." Mara adds, sticking her hand out for a handshake to the side. "Ok, deal." He says, shaking her hand with a pinch of a smile before their eyes go back to the crowd of coworkers waiting for them to join the 'party.' "Ugh." He speaks again. "God I know." She adds.
Who makes the bed every morning?
Garam does. Mara is pretty messy in general but as his place is far away enough from the station she works at, she wakes up a little early to avoid traffic. "You're not staying for breakfast?" He questions. "Oh wow breakfast? It's time for The Talk. It was just a one time thing babygirl, I'm not interested in marrying you and carrying your loud babies." Speaks Mara, of course filled of sarcasm. "Shut up." He would say with a side smile on and she would laugh, slipping in her jeans and white t shirt and leather jacket. "Next time. I gotta go, crisis meeting with the higher ups today it's a big deal. Tomorrow night, beer and a movie?" She questions while tying her air up. "Yeah alright." He says. "Good, see you."
Who likes to keep the house cold and who likes to keep the house warm?
Mara likes the warm better, she usually overheats her own apartment so whenever Garam is over, it's too warm for him as he keeps his place cold. "I'm sweating in here." He says. "Oh come on it's the perfect temperature so I can walk in my underwear and look so so so so cuute and sexyy for you." She says with a tiny voice and a cute yet awful pose. "Jesus never say that ever again." He answers. "Ugh you're right that was disgusting-." She says immediatly cutting the act, with a disgusting facial expression. "No for real go take a shower, " He says. "I know I'm such dirty dirty little girl." She adds as she keeps on teasing this time striking another awful pause. This time he laughs. "Shut up and go."
Who takes longer getting ready?
None. Garam doesn't spend much time, first of all he so looks good the way he is, and he doesn't doll himself up nor spend hours choosing his clothes. Mara neither : it isn't that she's not feminine, her femininity comes from how natural she is, she does not wear make up, there is a natural elegance in her monochrome and classic simple fashion sense, it''s rather effortless hence why she does not spend hours getting ready neither.
Who likes scary movies and who likes funny ones?
Funny movies aren't their go to but they like these at least better than horror movies which they find extremely boring and well, unscary. They like movies that make they think, thrillers, psychological movies. Sometimes it's action movies when they look for a no brainer. They actually watch a lot of movies together, it feels peaceful on a saturday night after declining all the invites they received.
Who screams when they see a bug and who ends up killing it?
None of them scream.
Who is more technology challenged?
None.
Who would be more likely to burn something in the kitchen?
They are both comfortable with cooking like responsible adults can be, it's rare for them to burn anything. At first, they used to order food a lot to go with the beers. Mara loves the burgers from that one place in hongdae. One time they did try to order but it was a little too late for that - and so Mara grabbed a pan while Garam was in the shower. "You didn't join me?" He asks once he gets out - it's true she does that sometimes. "As much as I have a thing for water cascading down your abs... " Oh she does. "I thought I could fix us a little something with what was left in your fridge. Now stop distracting me, put some clothes." She jokes. He comes closer and tastes with his fingers. "Huh that's spicy? What is it? Is that Latin cuisine or something?" He questions. "Yeah... It's the only dish my dad could make, back in San Juan. It's simple but it's good, right." Mara answers. "San Juan. I had no idea. Lim Mara doesn't sound so latino." He comments. He never truly asks questions he's afraid she wouldn't be comfortable with. He respects her boundaries, she likes that. "It's Maritza, actually. Maritza Lim Guerrero- Mara is fine." She pauses. "Here, I added, some pepper, tell me how it is."
Who talks in their sleep?
Mara does. Again she is a little bit messy so whenever she sleeps, she speaks, she pulls the blankets, she pushes him. "Next time you're sleeping in your own bed jeez." He says.
Who leaves the cap off the toothpaste?
Mara does and it annoys Garam a lot since he told her 100 times Not to do that.
Who likes getting dressed up more?
They both aren't so interested in fashion and dressing up isn't their main concern. However it does happen for Mara to get herself into soirées and events as she wants to keep and eye on someone for her own agenda, her own investigations as a detective or when she is invited somewhere by the political spheres. She looks breathtaking in long black dresses. "So... How do I look?" She would question Garam as she enters the room. "Are you sure you don't wanna come? As my +1?"
Who’s better at tying ties?
Both. Mara also wear ties sometimes. They help each other tying it up when one of them has something important to get properly dressed up for.
Who recorded the answering machine message on the house phone?
Garam took care of it but when Mara listened to it she couldn't help but to smile to herself, recognizing his signature stoicism. It was close to two words : "Not here." - " You could at least say leave a message, is it too much words?" Mara asks him, to tease.
Who’s better at planning romantic things?
Mara is. Not necessarily wanting it to be romantic but it ends up being romantic. The day after his surprise birthday party with his coworkers, the one he hated, she waits for him at his place and she cooks a little something and lights a few candles lighted up. "What's happening..?" He questions as he sees her at his place, getting everything ready for a night together. "Well, I know you hated yesterday's party but it doesn't mean your birthday shouldn't be celebrated, yeah? I made some chilli. My grandmother's recipe. I found a nice movie we can watch and got you a stupid little hat to put on your head when you blow a candle." She smiles. "Just the two of us. No one else. For real this time."
Who takes up more space in the closet?
None of them. They only have the necessary amount of clothes.
Who has more of a sweet tooth?
For halloween, Mara bought candies. "Is that for the kids?" He questions. "Naa. I thought we could like open the door, tell the kids we don't have any candy and keep them all for ourselves." And so they did.
Who drinks more often?
Mara, as her secrets are becoming heavier and heavier, she tends to drink a lot. Too much. "You're drinking too much." Garam tells her. "I know, I fucking know." She replies, being a mess. "Come on, let's get you home." Garam says with the will of taking care of her in this situation. "I'm fucking pathetic, what the fuck is wrong with me huh." Mara then asks him. "Come on, let's get you to bed." He adds.
Garam also had his moments, after everything that went down with Yohan, his depression and the unwanted memories of it - the alcohol helps whenever his head is too filled. "Hey, just.. put your head down my thighs and close your eyes. Listen to me, let's empty your head." She whispers to him.
Who is most likely to laugh during a serious situation?
Mara. It actually doesn't take long for her to start laughing. Sometimes out of being a total cunt if she wants to point out the absurdity of a situatio, most of the time simply because she cannot remain serious for too long.
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lunarsun12 · 1 year ago
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Let’s Be Friends Part 2
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After Jay, Heesung and Jungwon found out, how Jake got his dog back. Jay decided to ask Jake for favour to infiltrate the boyz house…well aka some way get Chanhee to tell on Sunwoo. As according to Jay they are afraid of him, which makes Chanhee the perfect person.
Let’s see Jake adventure to The Boyz house! I’m sure it will be so easy!
Back Comrade Chat
Today 19:00
Jay😎: Guys, change of plan! Jungwon won’t be doing. More like Jake will do it now?
Jungwon🐈‍⬛: It took a lot of convincing. Jake has major flashback due to certain someone
Heesung🦌: You have Jay to blame
Soobin🍞: Why is every family can’t ever keep their family drama private!!
Soobin🍞: I’m just glad, I am the only mature one who keeps it to myself
Seonghwa🌸: That not true! Your family drama become my family drama!!
Yeonjun🐯: Your lover should keep his mouth shut
Johnny🕺: I didn’t know creating this chat, I will get free tea! This is also plus side!
Johnny🕺: So Jake? Who is a dog?
Heesung🦌: HE IS MY CHILD
Johnny🕺: Aw, that so sweet! You even treat you child as dog!
Heesung🦌: HE IS HUMAN YOU STUPID TREE
Jungwon🐈‍⬛: I never seen uncle Heesung acts like Sunoo and Jay hyung
Jay😎: Hey what’s that supposed to mean! I am perfectly mature, thank you very much
Jungwon🐈‍⬛: I will not say anymore
Jungwon🐈‍⬛: So basically Heesung Son will talk to his new friend. Apparently his siblings is the big brother of Chanhee and he tell him everything. Johnny little problem will go away
The next day…
Jake was getting ready to meet Juyeon at his home. He has to make up an excuse to say, Lyla misses him plus he wants that big cat tree as he was curious.
Back at Jake and Juyeon private chat
Juyeon🐱: Jake are you there?
Jake🐶: I am nearly there, I have to buy Lyla some treats as I left mine at home
Juyeon🐱: Remember what I warned you about my family
Jake🐶: Yeah Yeah, don’t go near Changmin and don’t touch Eric action figure
Juyeon🐱: Stick with my like glue also if you see Sunwoo. Don’t say your name
Jake🐶: Why? What he will do to me 😂
Juyeon🐱: He will probably kidnapped you and try to figure out a way to blackmail your dad
Jake🐶: Another kidnapping!! I am sticking to you like glue!
A few mins later…
Jake has arrived at the The Boyz House, he was so nervous after what he heard about Sunwoo reaction. If he gets caught and was pacing outside to prepare himself for his special mission. Until he is met with a distress Kevin outside the door
Jake: Alright here goes nothing!
Before Jake has chance to knock on the door, he tripped and banged his head on the door. As he didn’t see Kevin (he was pretending to be a rock, as part of his therapy session) and was greeted with a smiling Jacob
Jake: Ouch my head!
Jacob: Who are you? Why use you head to knock on the door
Jake: Erm erm my name is Jacob
Jacob: Kevin, stop doing that pose outside of the door. Your got Jacob hurt
Jacob: Also my name is also Jacob! Nice to meet you! I’m gonna call you mr headbutt
Jake: Thanks? Can you get Juyeon please!
Jacob: Of course come on in!
After Jake entered The Boyz House, he was restless as he hates lying and Lyla was there to comfort him until he heard a booming voice.
Voice: WE HAVE GUEST!? Why wasn’t I aware of it
Another voice: Sunwoo, shut up! Don’t yell, you wake up Eric
Sunwoo: I didn’t prepare for my performance where we usually greets our guest
Another voice: Sunwoo do the cleaning in the bathroom, I know you have secretly making Eric do it
Jake: I should go and pretend to be ill
As Jake was about to leave with Lyla, he was greeted with Juyeon.
Juyeon: *whispers* Why did you bring Lyla?
Jake: Cause Lyla wanted to see you? What else
Juyeon: *whispers* what if Sunwoo saw Lyla with you. He will figure it was you!
Jake: You said he was out of the house…
Juyeon: *whispers* how am I supposed to know. He was in the house today
Before Juyeon gets to finish his sentence, he heard Sunwoo grumpily going down the stairs, to wash the kitchen counters. Saying he can’t get ready for his preformance.
Juyeon: Quick this way
Without hesitation, Juyeon grabbed Jake went to the nearest open door and closed it.
Juyeon: That was a close one….
Juyeon: This isn’t my room, then who is it?
New: *grumbles* what with all the noise? I swear if it’s Eric again…I will shave his eyebrow off
Jake: *gulps*
Juyeon: Oh we are in Chanhee room
Juyeon: We should leave before he wakes up
Jake: No way, I am leaving this room while Sunwoo is in the same floor as us!!
New: Juyeon? And? Who are you?
Juyeon: I can explain, please don’t kill us
New: Oh My GOD why there is dog in my room! GET IT O-
Before Chanhee gets to say another word, Juyeon muffled his mouth with his pillow
Juyeon: Can you not scream! My friend is not supposed to be get attention. He is shhy
New: *muffles* I don’t care, if he is shy! Get his dog out of my room
Jake: Excuse me, I actually want to talk to you about something.
Jake: JuJu stop hurting him, he is turning pink like his pink hair
Juyeon: Jacob, are you sure? It’s your loose if he starts hitting you with his clothes hanger
Jake: Yes, now stop it!
After Juyeon release his pillow, Chanhee gave him unamused look.
New: Jacob? What do you want to talk to me about? It has better be worth my time
Jake: It about your little brother Sunwoo…
Jake tells everything what has been happening and showed video clip of him framing Johnny.
Jake: So this is what happened, I have to come in with fake name. As Juju is paranoid I will get caught
New: This confirms my suspicions, from Eric phone….
New: Oh ho this is juicy tea, finally I take my revenge on that SUNWOO. He stole my designer shirt and said it was his to begin with!
New: Wait until I tell Sangyeon about this, he is gonna be dead hahahahah
New was so happy after he receive the video from Jake.
Jake: Juju can we go to the park, your family scares me….
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quackiseok · 4 years ago
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— my honeypie
dream team x reader || headcanons
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genre : fluff
warnings : swearing , public nervousness
anon asked : Omh your kisses hcs were so cute 🥰 could I request hcs with dream and george (and anyone else is you want!) with a shy reader?? Like, social anxiety and loner type of person? Thank you in advance, Darling! ❤
a/n : ANON ISTG YOU'RE THE SWEETEST 🥺💞 this is such a cute idea!! i'm so sorry this took so long but i hope you like it :] and i'm really sorry for the grammatical mistakes my brain was going WJEJRJRJRR while writing this OTL
song to listen to while reading :
; DREAM
he would be VERY careful around you
he would also be very caring towards you, always making sure that you're comfortable with him! :]
even though sometimes he would tease you by giving you cheesy pick up lines, he's actually the SWEETEST mf alive 🥺
he secretly LOVES how your face turns red when the two of you look at each other for more than 5 seconds 👉👈
as much as he wanted to tease you and just turn you into a human heater, he will refrain himself with all his might from doing so because he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable :(
and when the two of you are cuddling and you turned red because how close the two of you were? [internal positive screaming from dream cause— man, you're just too cute and that should be illegal]
has a thing for : you hiding your face on his chest or the crook of his neck when you're feeling embarrassed or flustered psst, he enjoys it when you do that because he thinks you're so adorable AAAAA
he would also definitely let out a giggle before pulling you into his embrace when you're feeling shy, just letting you melt and hide your face on his chest,,,,,,,,,,,
and he doesn't want you to feel bad for being shy, so he would ALWAYS be very comforting when you're being shy,, like patting your back in a hug while whispering sweet stuff and say that "it's okay! i love you just the way you are, don't be sorry for being yourself." HNNGBTHHHTH HE IS SO WHOLESOME IM GONNA BURST INTO TEARS
in public? 100% protective mode on the whole time
will literally give actual death glares to people who makes you uncomfy with zero hesitation
if someone is obviously making you uncomfortable? he'd step into the conversation, somehow smoothly brought the bond to an end like it's so smooth that the person probably wouldn't even notice the death glare he's giving,,
either way, you're so thankful he's really good at talking things out 🥺🥺
but you love his protective side since it makes you feel safe!! :]
he'll always check on you and make sure that you're feeling ok :) if you don't mind, he'll gladly hold your hand and bring you closer to him
he would always try to distract you from feeling nervous by asking about the things you're interested in so you'd be distracted and just happily focus with the conversation between the two of you 🥺
((he loves the way you beam up when you talk about the things you love 🥺💞))
so overall? dream is a protective, loving dog boy who will literally square anyone up if they dare make you feel uncomfortable
; GEORGE
even though the two of you are both shy, george is definitely more protective over you
he 100% thinks you're so cute when you get all flushed around him so he couldn't help but tease you sometimes
but he does it occasionally and he only tease you mildly since he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable around him :((
has a thing for you getting shy in his hoodies, especially his merch hoodies >:]
why, you ask?
BECAUSE OOTMFMYGOD when you get flustered, your cheeks would go red and you'll cover your face with those cute sweater paws from his oversized hoodies and ohmyggdodod is it even possible not to let out a slight blush from the cute sight???
instead of admitting to you that he LOVES seeing you in his oversized hoodies, he would just randomly give you his hoodie and say stuff like "wear it, it's getting cold here." "wear this. it's comfortable, i swear." AAAAAAA <//3
ah yes, the two of you love cuddles and hugs but both are shy as well. what could happen?
the two of you are shy, of course. but this man would literally risk everything just to cuddle you, like even though he feels like he's gonna melt into a puddle if he makes a move on you, he does it anyways >:)
it's cute how he would just immediately turn red after giving you a hug, and you'll also turn red like him after a few seconds! but the two of you really said 'fuck it' and just melt into a puddle together ♡
but when in public?
george would 100% gets protective and less shy when it comes to protecting you
he would act SO COLD towards people who visibly makes you nervous or uncomfortable, so cold that he can end uncomfortable conversations immediately. mans deadass can stop the global warming with his attitude 😳
even though he looks cold, you're thankful that he can get the two of you out of such situations like that! :]
will let you play with his fingers when you need distraction or he'll show you cottagecore minecraft houses and ask you to build one with him later which would distract you from feeling nervous 🥺
and always make sure that you're feeling okay, and will offer you to go home and cuddle instead if you say you're not feeling great 👉👈
overall? george is a shy cat boy who secretly cares so much and will do anything just to see you smile or make you feel better
; SAPNAP
this mf right here will tease you almost everyday just to see you all flustered and red because of his cheesy words
but of course, he knows when to stop. mans knows the line!! :D
he just couldn't help it 'cause??? you're just so fucking cute????? like everytime he sees you his heart goes AKSJEKWKSJEJS because how cute you are 🥺
mans would definitely lift you up out of no where whenever he sees you doing nothing
like when you're walking down the hallway? he goes to you and just picks you up bridal style while nuzzling his face on you because DAMMMIT YOURE JUST WAY TOO CUTE >:(
or sometimes he would just hug you and lift you up while you're still in his embrace, your flustered face burried in his chest while he whispers out how much he adores you 🥺
basically just everything that involves him picking you up and shower you with lots of love, he'll do it 😳
you'd go all flustered which he absolutely adores but will immediately let you down if you said so and wouldn't do it again if you're uncomfortable with it :] ((he knows the limit babe ♡))
even though sapnap is a really sweet, clingy (in a positive way!), and playful guy; it's a different story in public
well i mean, he still acts really playful with you— but with the people who makes you feel uncomfortable? no mercy at all
like he can go from giving you the sweetest puppy eyes filled with stars to giving "i will snap your ass in half" glares to people who makes you nervous
sapnap will not hestitate to pull you closer to his embrace and tell the person that the two of you gotta go now and just walk away,
death glares are essential according to him
nonetheless, you're just thankful that he's there to save you from unwanted conversations with some people 🥺
will tell you his embarrassing but funny stories just to make you laugh and distract you from your nervousness despite him knowing the fatct that you would tease him with the story for weeks
he doesn't care, as long as you're happy 🥺🥺
would also play with your fingers and just ask you about random things to keep you distracted! :)
of course he'll crack so many jokes with you, and he just never fail to make you laugh happily 🥺
overall?? sapnap is a loving, playful dog boy who loves teasing you but then when someone else makes you uncomfortable he will growl at them
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bbangsoonie · 4 years ago
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backdoor
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member: jaehyun (hyunjae) genre: fluff (requested) word count: 3,120 synopsis: jaehyun has always been your rival. so when he bets that he could make you fall for him, you can’t back down and say no. but when you’re too confident, you let your guard done.
backdoor: a term used in league of legends; when you secretly attack the enemy’s nexus while they’re focused elsewhere. this is done by sneaking into the enemy base and taking them by surprise
Lee Jaehyun was the cockiest and most annoying person you had ever met. You would think that growing up as childhood “friends” would make you two close. After all, your parents were best friends with his parents.
But no, you and Jaehyun had been rivals ever since you were both enrolled into a tennis club as young children. You always had the upper hand until he suddenly hit puberty and became a lot more physically fit than you. Once he started beating you in nearly every match, he became your #1 enemy.
He had always been super competitive and made everything into a contest. Who could run to the car faster? Who could receive a higher score on the exam? Who could make the other lose their temper first?
With high school came his sudden increase in popularity. It inflamed his ego to the max, which irked you to no end.
Every Valentine’s Day, he would brag about all the gifts and confessions he received. And every White Day, he would compare the numbers to yours.
He was loved by the girls for being a casanova and admired by the guys for his athleticism and gaming skills.
You, on the other hand, could not comprehend why the entire school was infatuated with him. You had your eyes on someone else. Kim Sunwoo. He had caught your attention since the first day of freshman year. Now, as a senior, you were about to graduate without ever making a move.
You were too shy to approach him. You couldn’t even find a common interest to naturally bring up and talk about. All he ever did was make music and play League of Legends.
So you found Jacob during lunch and practically begged him to teach you how to play the game.
“Please please please?” you whined.
“It’s not that I don’t want to. It’s that I can’t,” Jacob said apologetically. “I have basketball practice every day. Besides, I haven’t played in almost half a year. I’m rusty.”
“I just need you to teach me the basics!”
“I’m sorry, Y/n.”
Sighing, you gave up and slumped in your seat. You poked at the food in front of you with a pout.
“Did I just hear the Y/n ask Jacob to teach her how to play League?” Jaehyun suddenly popped out of nowhere.
“Fuck off,” you rolled your eyes at him as you set your chopsticks down.
“You know, I’m the highest ranked player in our school,” he said smugly. You wanted nothing but to wipe that look off his face.
You ignored him and took a sip of your water. Jacob awkwardly glanced between you and Jaehyun as he tightly held onto his spoon. He could sense another argument coming.
“I can teach you if you want,” Jaehyun offered.
“I don’t want,” you coldly rejected.
“Of course you don’t,” he scoffed. “You’re too afraid to spend time with me because you might realize that you actually like me.”
“Oh please. There are a few things in this world that will never change. The sun rising from the east, the sun setting in the west, and my hatred for you,” you said.
“Well if you hate me that much, then let’s make a bet out of it. The first one to fall for the other’s seducing loses,” he smirked.
Still stuck in the middle, Jacob shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
“You don’t have to accept the challenge if you’re not confident,” Jaehyun shrugged, making you narrow your eyes at him.
A list of pros and cons was being made in your head as you contemplated the crazy suggestion. The logical part of your mind wanted nothing to do with him. You knew that stooping down to his level was childish. You had much better things to do than go along with his bet.
The competitive part of you, however, couldn’t bear to back down. You would have to deal with him flaunting over you and calling you a coward if you didn’t agree to this.
So you disregarded all rationale and crossed your arms with a curt “deal”.
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The walk to school the next day was full of complaints as you whined about falling for Jaehyun’s trick and Kevin chided you for it.
“I don’t know why you thought it would be a good idea,” Kevin tsk-ed. “He makes your blood boil within seconds. How are you going to hold back from tearing him apart? Never mind flirt with him.”
“I’m already regretting it,” you groaned.
“Speaking of the devil,” Jacob coughed, nudging you.
You looked up to see Jaehyun waiting by the school gates. He was holding a bouquet of flowers and every girl who passed by whispered to their friend about it. To everyone’s shock, he walked up to you and handed you the flowers.
“So it starts now?” you stared at the roses. “You call this seducing?”
“I call this romantic,” he grinned.
Rolling your eyes, you handed Kevin the bouquet and walked away. He awkwardly chased after you as Jacob offered Jaehyun a pat on the shoulder.
“She doesn’t like roses. She thinks they’re cliché,” he said before leaving.
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When the dismissal bell rang, Jaehyun was waiting for you outside of your classroom. Hushed whispers erupted again as your classmates tried to figure out why he was being so affectionate to you. It was no secret that you two never got along.
After gathering your belongings, you grabbed your backpack and left without sparing him another glance. Unfazed, he easily caught up to you and slung his arm around your shoulder.
“What? Are you wavering already?” he teased.
“Not a chance,” you scoffed.
“As a part of the bet, I can teach you how to play League. That’s what you wanted anyway. Think of it as killing two birds with one stone.”
You ignored all the incredulous looks you received with Jaehyun by your side as you left the school grounds. You didn’t realize that you weren’t headed home until you stopped in front of a PC Room. Puzzled, you stared at the building in front of you.
“I promised that I’d teach you. Our first lesson starts today,” he said as he dragged you inside.
Your brain was bombarded with a whole new world. You struggled to keep up as he rambled on about bots and gold. He was showing you a demonstration by playing a round but your inability to multitask made it difficult to understand what was going on on the screen.
“My main is Jace and I usually go jungle,” he explained and you pretended to understand by nodding. At your silence, he eyed your expression and chuckled.
“So is Sunwoo the reason why you’re suddenly interested in League?” he asked, catching you off guard.
“How did you know?” you gaped.
“You thought I wouldn’t notice your little crush on him?” he raised a brow.
You were taken aback to say the least. You didn’t think he paid much attention to you other than when he was bored and wanted to mess around.
“Anyway, he usually goes mid as Zed,” he shrugged. “To be honest, the best way for you to bond with him through the game is for him to play ADC and for you to be support.”
“As if I know what all that means,” you frowned.
At that moment, his character died and the screen went gray. You snickered, earning a light flick on your forehead.
“ADC stands for attack damage carry. It’s the champion who usually does the most attacking. They go in the bottom lane with whoever’s playing support. Supports are supposed to aid and heal the ADC. So you would follow and communicate with them.”
“Sounds complicated,” your nose wrinkled in distaste.
“Sounds fun,” he corrected before turning back to the computer.
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The next day, Jaehyun surprised you with a small potted plant in front of the gates.
“Since you don’t like roses, I got you a succulent instead,” he said proudly.
Next to you, Kevin giggled and Jacob let out a soft “aww”. Slightly touched yet also slightly embarrassed, you took it from him in a hurry and stormed off.
“You’re slowly getting there,” Jacob laughed as Kevin shot him a thumbs up.
Smiling, Jaehyun watched as they ran to catch up with you. He heard you yell at them after what was probably a teasing remark. You then began to chase Kevin, who ran away shrieking.
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After two weeks of spending hours at the PC Room after school, you were starting to get a hang of the game. You found Teemo, who you insisted was a dog (he’s actually a rodent), and gushed over how cute he is.
Jaehyun made fun of your champion choice and shook his head as he explained that Teemo was the most hated character.
“Why? He’s adorable!” you defended. “And I love the little eggs he plants.”
“For the nth time, those are mushrooms! Not eggs,” he exclaimed. “And that’s exactly why everyone hates him. He’s so annoying.”
“You’re annoying,” you shot back.
“Well, Teemo’s not an option right now,” he pointed out.
He was teaching you how to play Howling Abyss that day. And playing ARAM meant your champion would be randomly given.
“Oh! The cute cat is available,” you excitedly clicked.
“That’s Yuumi and that’s actually not a bad choice,” he nodded in approval. “You just have to attach onto me and heal me.”
You hated to admit that you had grown closer with Jaehyun. Only a couple of weeks had passed by since the bet and you didn’t completely despise him anymore.
He gifted you something small each morning, whether it was a plant or piece of bread. He was always waiting for you at the gates. Dating rumors were already circulating the school but you hadn’t forgotten about the bet. You were determined to win it.
Which was why you began to wake up earlier to put on makeup and even complimented him during games. It was easy to make him smile. All you needed to do was throw a lame joke in here and there and he would burst out in laughter.
It was almost suspiciously easy. He was too willing to respond to your advances and never put up a wall.
But that didn’t mean he didn’t get on your nerves. His antics still bothered you to no end.
On the way home, he insisted on feeding you ice cream instead of having you hold it yourself. Except he kept pulling the spoon back when you opened your mouth to eat it.
The first time, you gave him a dirty look. The second time, you punched his arm. The third time, you gave him the finger and walked off after a “fuck you”.
“Is that a threat or a promise?” he laughed.
Once again, you were reminded of how immature he was.
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“So has there been any progress?” Kevin asked.
It was gym period and all the students were running around in the field. Jacob was playing volleyball with Jaehyun while you and Kevin were sitting on the sidelines.
“I don’t know,” you shrugged.
“It would be the best enemies-to-lovers trope if you two actually end up dating like this,” he commented.
“Never,” you snorted in disbelief.
You had seen Jaehyun ever since he was a snotty little kid. Even back then, he was a mischievous brat. There was no way you could ever see him as anything but that.
The teacher blew his whistle, signaling the end of gym class. You got up, dusted your pants, and skipped down the steps. Unfortunately, you landed wrong and felt a sharp pain in your ankle as you fell down.
After Kevin shouted your name, Jaehyun turned his head to see you on the ground. Without thinking twice, he ran towards you and asked if you were okay. When you couldn’t reply, he put you on his back with Kevin’s help and sprinted to the nurse’s office.
Your heart was beating fast but you couldn’t pinpoint the exact reason why. Was it because of the pain? Or all the attention you were receiving from your classmates?
By the time you reached the office, your ankle was throbbing and swelling up. The nurse was nowhere to be seen so Jaehyun retrieved an ice pack himself and wrapped a towel around it before applying it.
You were sitting on a cot while he was bent down to tend to your wound. His forehead was wrinkled with worry and you stared at him. This was the first time he had ever treated you with such gentleness.
“I don’t think you broke anything but it’s definitely gonna hurt for at least a week,” he winced in vicarious pain.
You suddenly didn’t know how to act around him. You weren’t used to receiving sympathy from him.
“Uh that’s okay,” you coughed to cover up the awkwardness. You’d rather have him make fun of you for being clumsy. But instead, he seemed genuinely concerned for you.
“You should’ve been more careful,” he scolded.
There was something about the way he looked at you. His eyes were no longer playful but you couldn’t figure out what emotions hid behind those eyes.
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Those eyes. His eyes clouded your mind. For some reason, you couldn’t get it out of your head.
You found yourself avoiding him as you struggled to organize your thoughts. Or rather, your feelings.
Wanting to distract yourself, you decided to finally talk to Sunwoo. Surely, spending time with him would help you forget about Jaehyun.
So you mustered up the courage to ask him out on a date. To your surprise, he happily agreed and suggested that you watch a movie together. There was a new romcom film that came out and that he had been wanting to watch.
The date wasn’t as awkward as you thought it would be. Sunwoo’s goofiness offset any nervousness and it was fun to be around him. But yet, it also wasn’t as heart fluttering as you thought it would be.
Perhaps you had idealized him too much in your imagination. Your romantic feelings for him dissipated and you saw him as a good friend. Luckily, he felt the same.
However, word about your date had already spread by the time you got to school on Monday. It had reached Jaehyun’s ears and his expression hardened when he saw you laughing with Sunwoo at lunch.
He knew what the ugly feeling in his stomach was. And he wasn’t happy about it. So he reacted in the only way he knew. By clinging to your side and pestering you.
He spent the whole day messing up your hair and being sarcastic. Eventually, you finally snapped and told him to piss off.
“I’ll consider it if you can beat me in tennis today,” he said.
You crossed your arms, wondering what was going on in his head. You hadn’t been able to defeat him since middle school.
“If you can get a single ball past me, I’ll leave you alone,” he proposed. With a huff, you reluctantly agreed. It would be faster to just get it over with.
That was how you two ended up at a tennis court after school. He never went easy on you but he was going especially hard that day. He gave you no breaks and flung the ball back at you with what felt like all his strength. Ball after ball flew past you as he grabbed another one to start again.
“What the hell, Lee Jaehyun?” you yelled across the court. “Why the fuck are you so aggressive today?”
“Are you giving up?” he taunted while bouncing the ball.
“Oh hell no,” you grumbled as you got in position.
Another half an hour passed by with him beating you again and again. You were drenched in sweat and starting to feel sore. But you refused to give him the pleasure of watching you admit defeat.
So you kept going until the ball accidentally hit your shoulder. The amount of force he put into that backhand made you yelp in pain as you dropped the racket.
Startled, Jaehyun ran over to make sure you were okay.
“You just can’t bear to see me win once, can you?” you glared as you shoved his hand away. “You turn everything into a competition and act like you’re superior over me.”
“I-I didn’t mean to do that,” his brows furrowed in guilt.
“Didn’t mean to do what? Make my childhood a living hell by ruining my favorite sport? Use my crush on Sunwoo to trick me into another stupid bet? Confuse me into thinking that you might actually not hate me?”
“I don’t hate you.”
“Then why are you so clingy?”
“Because I like you!”
His words brought upon silence. The tension in the air was thick as you both stared at each other.
“You’re so dense,” he sighed. “I wanted your attention, okay? But back then, I was a kid and didn’t know how to stay by your side without annoying the hell out of you. And then I didn’t know how to transition out of that.”
He fidgeted with a loose string on his shirt and took a deep breath before continuing.
“This stupid bet was supposed to change our relationship. I was supposed to show you that I’m not as bad as you think I am. That I’m a guy too. That I’ve been in love with you for a whole decade now.”
To say you were surprised would be a massive understatement. All your life, you had been sure that Jaehyun’s purpose in life was to irritate you. So when your heart began to skip around him, you cursed yourself for giving into the hormones that made you see him in a different light. You never thought that the feelings would be reciprocated.
“You don’t feel the same way? At all?” he carefully asked.
Your mouth opened but no words came out. You couldn’t find the right words to answer his question.
“You’re not saying no,” the corners of his lips curved up.
He took a step closer to you and held your cheeks. You felt your heart race at the proximity and froze.
“For confirmation?” his lips ghosted over yours. You barely managed to nod slightly before he closed the gap between you two.
As cheesy as it sounded, you felt sparks fly the moment you had your first kiss. By the time he pulled away, you felt your cheeks heat up.
“So I guess that means I won the bet before it even began,” you joked, making him laugh.
“Yes, yes you did,” he smiled as he hugged you.
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shutupanddance · 4 years ago
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Josh Lyman falling for one of the President’s speech writers would include…
tagging my West Wing buddies @girloncorneliastreet and @eminems-skittles so they can see this too <3
Okay, so this post:
https://shutupanddance.tumblr.com/post/655650057219080192/to-debate-or-not-to-debate
Got pretty popular, and I’ve been asked for more content with this couple.
The original request came from @sopanngon and I wrote it out. Then, @autumnleaves1991-blog asked for a sequel of some kind. So, here we go!!
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- Josh Lyman is your best friend, but also your biggest crush
- You balance each other in the workplace, and outside of work? You’re a pain in the ass for everyone else.
- You always manage to know what he’s thinking. So, Josh can be ranting about something completely unrelated, but you’ll tell him what he actually wants to hear.
”And the DOD removed that joke from the speech. My joke!”
”Your pen is under your desk.”
”Thanks.”
- It kinda freaks your coworkers out, especially Donna. Sometimes he’ll be yelling at her, and you’ll walk up.
”Shut up Josh. Grow up and finish that email to your mom.”
He doesn’t remember mentioning an email to his mom? But somehow you knew what was really bothering him.
- Being friends with Josh is great for you, because every time something bothers you, he can take care of it. He loves to take care of things for people, and since you hate arguments and he loves them, he’s like your personal attack dog.
”Are you alright?”
”Not really. CJ wants me to do a statement tomorrow, but every time I try and write it, Toby appears and yells at me about what I’m doing wrong.”
Cue a cat fight in the West Wing.
- One major problem you have is that you hate pranks, and everyone else seems to love them. One time, a few of the assistant’s get together and covered your car in post-it notes as a “celebration” for a really great speech you wrote. You tell Josh. So the morning after, everyone’s offices are completely covered in post-it’s. Josh has got massive dark circles under his eyes. No one ever pranks you again.
- The two of you make a really great “good cop, bad cop“ team. While Josh is filleting some congressman over a bill, you’re talking to said congressman’s wife about her kids, swapping scone recipes, and discussing current events. So when the congressman tries to leave, he can’t complain about the West Wing staff because his wife won’t let him.
(You and Josh silently fist bump every time it works)
- Because you‘re so good at calming Josh, and the President needs him to dial his veracity down before events, you’ve adopted the role of tying his tie. Sometimes you’ll snap his cufflinks into place, too. It’s a quick ritual, but it also means that you and Josh always enter the event together, meaning you don’t have as much attention on you. It’s a win-win.
- It’s after a really long night at work, when you’re both exhausted, Josh gives you a quick kiss on the temple to say goodnight. A simple gesture. You think it’s because he’s tired, but really, he just thinks you’re the best thing ever and can’t help himself. It becomes a habit.
- Great speech? He kisses your cheek. Successful tag-teaming of a congressman? Kiss on the temple. Long day? A hug and a kiss in your hair.
- It doesn’t happen often, but it’s a really simple way of saying “you’re my favorite person”
- You blush like crazy the first few times, and aren’t really sure what to do. But Josh is your friend, and you love him (oh crap), so you start doing it back. The first time you kiss him on the jaw, he looks like his brain short-circuited.
- You’re really good at knowing when Josh’s PTSD is getting to him. Because he usually doesn’t recognize the signs himself, you have a signal for it: two taps on the wrist. That way he realizes what’s happening, and can remove himself from the situation.
- Once, when he can’t leave a party, you turn your back to the crowd and use your body to cover him. You grab his hand and rub the pressure point by his thumb. For just a moment, he leans his head against yours, and whispers a quiet “thank you”.
- Not everyone notices what’s going on with you and Josh, mostly because from the outside you two look like really close friends. But Margret is secretly hatching a plan to get the two of you together after she heard Sam mutter “He’s absolutely whipped” while watching you and Josh talk.
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busycryin · 4 years ago
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Disinhibition
Pairing: Benjamin ‘Benny’ Miller x Reader 
Word Count: 2k 
Warnings: Injury, bad words, mentions of sex. 
Summary: Benny gets injured and loses his filter.  (Not that he had much of one to begin with)
Note: This is self indulgent fluff. I regret nothing. I am in love with all of these men. 
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It was never your idea of a fun Friday night - watching Benny get the ever living shit beaten out of him. 
Until six months ago you’d never have even set foot in an event such as this, but here you were, beer in hand watching the brother of your best friend take an uppercut to the face in a fight you think he was winning. 
To you Benny was the gentle giant; a sweet guy who topped up the window wiper fluid in your car when it got low or the guy that gave you the last hot dog at the barbeque because he knew you secretly hated Frankie’s burgers. In this ring he was one hundred percent the warrior you’d heard stories of as a mask of icy calculation had descended across his features. 
The outside world was shut out; it was just him and his opponent in the ring.
His opponent just so happened to be a gorilla - there was no other way to describe the mans body as his arms were thick chords of muscles covering bone - somehow managing to make Benny look lithe. 
You were still new to this but you weren’t quite sure how he was even in the same weight class.
Christ, this was bad for your blood pressure.
You couldn’t help the butterflies fluttering around your stomach despite the fact that for every hit Benny took he landed two. The two were locked into a hold on the ground, you didn’t quite understand what was happening, but Ben had somehow got the upper hand. It was as he held the man down that the bell finally rang and you released a breath you didn’t realise you were holding; the round was over. 
Santiago, another friend of Will’s who was standing beside you and Frankie, blew out a heavy breath. 
“This is a fuckin’ close one.”
“Guys fuckin’ huge.” Frankie echoed your thoughts whilst taking a sip of his beer. 
Will was bent over Benny talking into his ear as the younger of the duo desperately chugged his water bottle. He looked absolutely exhausted, your heart was beating madly in your chest; you decided to remain silent. 
All too soon the break was over and the mouth guard was back in place protecting those pearly whites that were often directed at you in a half-smirk/half-grin concoction that always signalled he was up to no good. 
“Don’t worry, Guapa! Ben’s got this, he’s one tough sonovabitch.” Frankie patted your back reassuringly. Somehow you weren’t convinced but you smiled at both of the men, nodding enthusiastically and draining your half full beverage. 
You knelt to place your cup under your seat, rising finally as the bell rang, signalling the beginning of a new round of torture. Your hands interlocked nervously in front of your mouth flinching at every hit the other man landed on Benny. 
You felt Santiago pat your shoulder and shoot you a smile whilst he cheered for the younger Miller. “He’s got this, Y/N.” He spoke, repeating Frankie’s earlier reassurances.
Benny did not have this. 
As was made evidently clear a couple of minutes later when the two were grappling on the ground, his opponent had got the upper hand and was above him trying to get him to submit. But Benny being Benny wouldn’t give in, despite being banged to rights. 193 pounds didn’t seem so heavy right now as his opponent twisted his arm to the ground, his thick legs wrapped around Ben’s torso. 
Your heart dropped as you could’ve swore you heard the crack of bone over the crowd. Finally Benny tapped. 
The fight was over, he’d lost. 
Santiago had thrown his hat off raking his fingers through his hair in disappointment “Mierda! I thought he had it!”
“That guy was fucking massive, I hope he’s okay.” You mumbled when you realised Ben was still sitting on the padded ground. 
“Let’s go see, eh?” Frank gestured towards the ring where a medic had now entered, tailed closely by Will. You had to stop yourself from racing to his side as sat injured in the ring.
You see, you and Benny had a complicated relationship.
Well it wasn’t that difficult, simply put Ben was a bit of a slut, now you didn’t judge him. Live and let live, you say, but casual sex just wasn’t your thing. Especially not with the brother of your best friend. You’d come to rely on your easy friendship with the older Miller brother so you avoided your relationship with Ben going beyond flirting - your friendship wasn’t something you wanted to fuck with on a whim. 
So, a strange friendship in limbo was where you and Benjamin Miller firmly remained. 
Benny was pulled up into standing, his face was pale as the MMA medic inspected his arm. The man shook his head at Will as they walked, both supporting the injured man. 
“-dislocated, he’s gonna have to go to the ER.” The three of you caught the end of the conversation as you followed the trio. 
“He okay?” Frankie questioned first “Going to the hospital?”
“Yeah, the idiot pushed himself too far. Popped his shoulder out of the socket instead of submitting.”
“Shit, Ben! Are you okay?” You asked, rushing to his side.
“I’m fine Y/N.” He grunted ever the hard headed soldier, his face was laced with pain even as he tried to be impassive in his agony. 
You backed off at his clear dismissal, not wanting to push him whilst he was in such pain.
“We’ll meet you there, yeah?” Santiago questioned.
In the end, you and ‘Pope’ sat in the hospital chairs for an hour or two waiting. Frankie had waited for an hour before he had to get back to his family, the two of you had insisted he get back. It wasn’t fair on Mama Morales to have to look after the baby on her own. 
Santiago was the friend of Will’s you knew the least. He was always kind but he simply was never around. He came and went as he pleased much like an outdoor cat, but in the short time you’d been around him you knew he was a nice guy. Two, going on three hours alone talking about nonsense had pretty much cemented that as you now sat in the waiting room playing go fish, waiting desperately to hear some news about your - What exactly was Benny to you?
Your crush? No. You weren’t in Kindergarten.
Your friend? No. Not enough.
The guy you had incredibly strong feelings for - the kind that made that tingle in your stomach when he laughed at your jokes but you can’t tell him because he’s a man whore who can’t commit to one woman? No. Abit long, not to mention a complete overshare. 
Your person.
You were waiting desperately to hear some news about your person when finally Will rounded the corner. You stood before you realised what you were doing.
“He okay?”
“Yeah, he’s good. Asking about you Y/N, come and see him?”
“Of course.” You reply picking up your purse. 
Both you and Santi follow Will through the winding hospital halls. You hear Benjamin before you see him.
“I wanna rock and roll all night and party everyday! ” His usually melodious voice is hoarse and slurred, he sounded somewhat drunk as he butchered the rock song from his favourite band.
“I love you too, man.” Will says with a small smile on his face as he sits on one of the chairs beside the bed. 
“He’s had some anesthesia. He’s pretty high right now, so brace yourselves.” He’s sitting up in the bed arm wrapped in a sling, staring up at the ceiling as he sings (shouts) when you round the corner.
“Will, you’re back!” He lights up as he sees his brother “I love you.”
However Will is forgotten instantly as soon as Benny catches sight of you. “Will! This is her, Christ, its the angel I fuckin’ told you about!”
“Calm down, Ben.” Will still has the smile on his face but he tilts his head to the other patient behind the curtain being subjected to his younger brother's lack of an indoor voice.
“How are you doing, Brother?” Santi questions, sitting on the chair to the other side of him. 
He looks at Santiago. “Pope! Have you seen her? She’s so gorgeous, man. She’s here.”
You chuckle as you walk to stand beside him on the bed. He instantly takes your hand in his good one and pats the bed beside him. You can’t help but acquiesce despite the cloudy look in his eyes. It’s like the lights are all on but nobody's really home.
You hop up, facing him sideways on. You’re not about to cuddle the man in front of Will and Santiago, no matter how desperately you’d like to.
“How you feeling, Soldier?”
“Better now you’re here, Angel.” You can’t help the snort that comes out at his words. 
“I’m glad I can help.”
“You could help me in another way y’know Y/N.” He smirks in a way that is so completely Benny you almost forget he’s delirious. 
“I think you might regret this when you have a filter, lovely.”
“You hear that Will?” Benny’s whisper isn’t quite as stealthy as he believes as his voice is barely quieter than a shout. “She fuckin’ called me lovely, I’m fuckin in there man!”
“...No way...” Will replies simultaneously trying and failing to keep a straight face.  “Y’know Ben you might want to calm down, you might be making Y/N uncomfortable.”
“Y/N… Oh god Y/N. She's gorgeous man, inside and out and her tits -Man her tits are-” He makes a growling noise. 
“Ben!” Will admonishes whilst Santiago is looking on, his hand covering his mouth desperately trying to contain his chortles. “I think you should get some rest buddy.”
“I’ma do that. I’ma put my arms down, my head back and get some rest.” Benny tells his brother resolutely all whilst nodding his head and in his defense he does just that… for a grand total of ten seconds before his blue eyes reopen and fix on you. 
“Y/N?” Benny ‘whispers’ whilst tugging on your hand that is still firmly locked with his good one. 
“Mmh?”
“I think we should have a baby.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah. We can have like 6 babies and I’ma’ fuck you so good every single night for the rest of our lives and we can have our own barbecues and I’ll cook you up the hamburgers special.” You can’t help it as your eyes widen exposing the whites in their entirety. You’re trapped somewhere between laughing and mortification as you know there’s no way in hell Will and Santi didn’t hear that.
“I’m not a baby machine dude, six kids is alot for my body to handle.”
“You’ll think about it?” He asks his eyes heavy as they lock on yours.
“Moron,” You chuckle whilst raising the hand which is not currently his prisoner and push the strand of dirty blonde hair from his eyes “You get some rest and I’ll give you all the babies you can handle, big guy.” 
“If I go to sleep am I going to die?”
“No, Ben. You won’t die.” You can’t help a final giggle at his expense, apparently Benjamin Miller without a filter is quite the character. Finally he closed his eyes, his strong much larger hand still wrapped around your own as he drifted off.
A few moments passed and nobody seemed to know what to say. Every suspicion they’d had, had been confirmed. You hoped to god they weren’t going to tease him about it.
“Don’t make fun of him too badly when he wakes up, fellas.” You mumble awkwardly, your eyes not leaving his face. 
“That’s my line.” Will pipes up from his seat when you finally meet his eyes. “My brothers a stubborn guy, he’ll see this as a screwing things up with you Y/N/N.”
“He never said anything. The guy’s impossible to read.” 
“Nah, you’re just too close to it, is all.” Will supplied - ever the guiding light in your world recently.
“Well. We’ll see, won't we?” The guys start discussing the fight, about where Ben went wrong - something you didn’t really want to think about for a long time - or in the very least until his shoulder was healed. 
Finally during the lull of conversation as they’re both checking their phones you go to ask Will when they’re releasing the giant moron when Santiago finally speaks up. “So, Y/N. You and Ben mind naming one of the kids after me? I figure with 6 of em’ you can spare at least one for the namesake.”
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lasquadrasfuckhouse · 3 years ago
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Hello!
Maybe some la sqadra headcanons with s/o, who is super fixed on pets? Like, they want to adopt every animal from the shelter, and cry every time they see a abandoned pet on the street. S/o just loves pets so so much that they would do everything to have more
Ofc it's just a proposition, bye bye!❤
AW I LOVE THIS
la squadra with a partner who loves animals 😻
risotto ✂️
he gets it. he has a soft spot for small cute things
he's very fond of how doting u are to every creature but he'll keep you in check, gently pull you away from a passing animal shelter and the like. pets take commitment and u both have very demanding jobs as is
he will help u set out bowls of water for all the strays and little creatures tho
if u bring home a lost pet he'll want you to bring it to the shelter and let the people there find its owner but you count as small cute things he's soft for (because everyone is small compared to risotto). give him puppy eyes for long enough and he'll give you a few days to find the owner yourself but it can't interfere with work and you're completely responsible for it
you'll probably be able to sway him on taking in ONE (1) stray cat if it has the right temperament, quiet and won't interfere and more on the independent side. there are a lot of strays in the neighbourhood as is, he figures having a cat in the house won't be much more of a stretch than you looking after the cats outside
he reasons that for himself too because he loves cats. he'll let it sleep on his chest and he WILL take it for walks on a lil kitty harness do NOT test him, do NOT fuck with this guy while he's walking his cat
he also thinks tarantulas, scorpions, and reptiles are cool (reptiles would love him he's so warm!!!) but maintaining a terrarium is a lot of work
prosciutto 🚬
no. he will answer firmly, no. you both know how busy you are
he tries to reason with you every time you cry over a stray: you can't adopt them all, you know it would be a disservice to the animal to take on that responsibility only to find you can't balance it, i know it's sad but you're only one person with a very difficult job you can't overhaul the shelter system overnight. he'd try to help you toughen up for your own sake, not that u have to love animals any less but he doesn't want u burning out emotionally and he doesn't like seeing u cry either
if u bring home a lost pet, he will also insist you take it to the shelter. if u have a staredown about it (the shelters are so busy already and what if they can't find its person!!!!), it will be a LONG staredown. but if u promise to take full responsibility and find the owners asap he will relent BUT DONT MAKE IT A HABIT. if he has spare time he May help you with finding the owners, mostly to speed things up but it does also make u happy
might also accept one (1) cat with the right temperament but it's YOUR responsibility. if you're prepared to take on the commitment urself, he can coexist with a chill cat pretty easily. he will give it pets if it curls around his legs. if it wants to curl up in his lap, as long as he's not busy, well..... he would allow it
(the cat definitely grows on him)
he supposes he wouldn't mind fishes or a reptile but again, your responsibility
pesci 🎣
he thinks ur so sweet and he has a very hard time saying no to you
as long as ur managing your time and energy right he doesn't think it's so bad!!!! will defend you if the others try to tease you or get on your case
he will help. he might not mesh well with very rambunctious and outgoing animals tho. he may get nervous about caring for them right (is this food good for them? how do i hold them? what if they get sick?) but if u show him how and reassure him and he gets reassurance and affection from the critter too he'll probably cry
he would, of course, love a fish tank. he gets really into arranging and rearranging the setup and caring for ur fishies. he could watch them for hours and also defends them against people who say they're boring (THEY HAVE PERSONALITY)
he would say no to arachnids or other bugs and no to reptiles and amphibians (cause they eat bugs)
formaggio 🧀
HES RIGHT THERE WITH U
cats are his favorite even if he is not cats' favorite. he looks after the strays with you and will comfort you when you cry about them
if you find a lost pet he'll help you hide it (probably make it smaller) while you team up to secretly care for it and find the owners
'formaggio what the hell is that sound coming from ur room' 'oh i just fell asleep with the tv on' '..... and it's still making the same sounds 3 hours later?' 'ITS A LONG MOVIE'
HE WOULD LOVE TO RAISE A CAT WITH U. two cats would be great too but you do both have busy jobs. cool with rodents too, would be cool with a dog or parrot in theory but in practice they take a lot of work and require a lot of social time and y'all are pretty busy being assassins.
illuso ✨
he will gently tease you for being a softie (the keyword here being gently because he loves u) but he's honestly a little endeared
he's trying to befriend the flock of crows around base so they'll be his little minions so u spend time together leaving them snack offerings
for trying to actually get a pet tho? ur on ur own
if you find a lost pet he may offer to hide it in the mirror world while u search for the owner BUT he will require payment. whether that is a kiss or you do his chores for a week. and he doesn't really do well with animals cause he just doesn't know what to do with them but he will do his best to help care for them in the mirror world if u can't be there because it's for u (and contrary to popular belief he's not completely heartless)
no. no strays in the house. i know it's cute and sad but it's all dirty, you don't know where it's been. but then you start tearing up and he's like ah fuck okay FINE tidy it up and bring it to the shelter but im outtie
he does find cats and snakes very graceful tho and may be open to having one as long as it's a good fit personality and needs wise and it's mostly your responsibility
melone 🍈
he finds it adorable. he loves how sweet u are
he loves hearing about his partner's interests so he will talk about cool biological and developmental animal facts and how u can learn a lot about human behaviour by studying the nature around us
doesn't see the harm in helping out any strays or lost creatures u may find and is totally down to help
he will remind u that pets are a lot of responsibility tho!!! if u want one u have to figure out how to balance other responsibilities with it but he's cool with co-parenting
he thinks reptiles and amphibians are really fucking cool. he'd probably be interested in a bird too cause he has the patience and creativity for them but ur also both busy people. he'd LOVE having sweet rat babies b/c they are so smart!!!
ghiaccio ❄️
he LOVES everything cute and soft and fluffy so he understands but also you can't rescue every stray or adopt the whole shelter we are assassins,
you befriend the neighbourhood cats together and build squirrel feeders. sometimes you'll go to the park just to cry about how cute all the dogs are
if you find a lost pet he may try to be like ugh.... do we have time for this....... but he caves VERY fast. will whisper-yell at anyone who tries to give you grief for it because he doesn't want to startle the poor creature. will help you find its owner if it'll get the others off ur back
he would very much want to raise cute animals with u. you have work to think about but if u had a rather independent cat that would work. he'd also love rats and hamsters
starts dreaming of retiring with u one day so u can have a bunny and a yappy little pomeranian he can wear matching sweaters with
sorbet and gelato 🔪🍦
they think ur utterly adorable. ur their sweet beloved third and they dote on you and would love to be involved in/support ur passions
they will help u look after the strays and may point out like someone's cute dog that they're walking just to see ur eyes light up and hear u gush
they Will smuggle lost pets inside the base for you and they Will help you find the owner they don't care about getting in trouble with risotto they're in trouble all the time anyway it's their jobs
would very much like to be pet parents with u and it might honestly be easier to manage between the three of you
they'd do very well with rats, they could handle high energy pets like ferrets, parrots, and dogs, but y'know u do all have work and stuff. they are determined to find the right fit for all of u b/c ur so cute they can't NOT indulge u
maybe one day the three of u can retire on a heap of money and adopt an older cockatoo and harness train it so u can all go on adventures together, that's the dream!!!!
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anime-fan93 · 3 years ago
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Yo I'm kinda new here but if it's fine and if you have the time may I request an encanto matchup if your still doing it still?
I'm a minor will be 18 in a few years (I hope this is specific enough I'm personally uncomfortable with sharing my exact age)
Honestly if someone actually likes me I'd be in shock- but uh no label nor do I care what gender they are really
He/him or they/them pronouns once again unlabeled
I can get pretty moody without caffeine but I do adore physical affection- also I can get pretty worried or sink back into a shell at certain loud nosies
Cuddles and hugs to the max just yes I would love to pass out cuddling someone-
I barely sleep at night tho-
Uh yea I get scared by certain loud nosies such as yelling may actually cry if someone yells at me in anger as I hate making people upset
I love drawing! And bakeing!
I may melt if someone gives me a pet name but there getting a cheesy one like "darling" or "sweetheart" from me no questions asked
I get pretty defensive if someone tries hurting someone I know mentally or physically I personally think that it's not that much but I find making people smile by my little comments refreshing and fun.
I tend to be pretty awkward but even with me locked up in my room by choice I like talking to people I know though new people make me anxious and being alone in a place without anyone i know is even worse- also the amount of times someone's called me a cat and dog in my friend group is kinda funny-
I'm like 5'2
Look I've manged to trip on my own foot I'm pretty clumsy
Oh yea I'm a Taurus ig
I tried as I ain't to good with trying to describe myself have a good day/night/afternoon and I hope I didn't make ya uncomfortable I'm sorry if I did also please inform me if I did anything wrong with this
-a highly caffinated mushroom
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Camilo!
Camilo would love you so much, but would try not to show it around his family, not wanting them to get loud and possibly scare you.
He would always make sure you had your caffeine, and physical affection, not wanting you to get mad at him, but would lowkey want to see you moody.
Camilo would make like half of the loud noises you don't like on accident, but then realize and apologize non-stop throughout the whole day.
Camilo would love to cuddle with you, whispering how much he loves you while kissing your face and neck. If you couldn't sleep, he would definitely try and stay up with you, but would end up passing tf out.
Camilo would joke being angry and yelling at you once, but as soon as you started to cry he would break character and hug you, doing everything for you for the next two days so you would know he's sorry.
Camilo would definitely bake with you, but would opt out of drawing, wanting to watch you draw instead.
He understands you getting defensive, he would be the same way about you and his family. Someone would say something sideways and he would secretly shapeshift into someone else and get them in trouble.
He would comfort you while you're out in public in a crowd, acting silly to distract you or holding your hand and giving you soft smiles.
He would love you being clumsy, always there to stop something (or you lol) from getting broken. He would love comforting you, wanting you to feel comfortable with him.
Thank you for requesting!
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little-mad · 4 years ago
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Downsides of Thievery Pt. 5
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The moment Gavin stepped out of his cage, he felt ten times more vulnerable and exposed than he had previously. The fact that he was on the ground with everything looming up above him did not help in the slightest. Though the alteon wasn’t even standing at his full height, Rael looked like an absolute monument before him. Gavin felt more like an insect next to the giant than ever.
“Knock it off!” Gavin scolded himself mentally. “He may be insanely big, but I’ve got a bigger mouth.” He wouldn’t allow himself to be cowed just because his captor happened to be taller than a building.
“Hurry up,” Rael’s voice thundered from above, effectively forcing Gavin out of his contemplation.
The alteon looked down on Gavin with his usual level of disdain. He had to wonder how much of that was due to the fact that he was a convicted criminal, and how much was just because of how much he seemed to dislike humans. The criminal part, Gavin could understand, but not liking him because he was a human seemed pretty...was racist the right word? Or would the proper term be speciesist? Either way, Rael was acting like some kind of -ist.
When Gavin didn’t immediately start moving at his order, Rael seemed to grow even further agitated. “Why are you incapable of following simple commands?” he questioned sharply, leaning forward slightly as he glared down at Gavin.
This particular comment was very reminiscent of something Gavin’s seventh grade social studies teacher had said once. The cranky old bastard had basically had it out for Gavin since day one. Apparently Mr. Borgan wasn’t a fan of class clowns. Gavin had never really liked following orders from authority figures before that, but he was pretty sure that ass of a teacher had set him down his path towards crime. Mr. Borgan made him realize that just because someone was in charge, didn’t mean they were right.
And now, here was Rael trying to order Gavin around. Yes, Gavin had been placed in Rael’s custody and therefore was his responsibility. But that didn’t mean he got to order Gavin around like some kind of dog.
“Maybe if you tried asking nicely,” Gavin told Rael. Though he said it sarcastically, it wasn’t entirely untrue. He would be much more likely to do what Rael wanted if the guy would just try being a little friendlier.
Rolling his eyes, Rael shook his head. “I never asked to babysit a human.”
“Well maybe you’re being punished,” Gavin retorted with a bit more bite than he’d intended. Obviously he hadn’t really meant what he said, he had no idea what life was like in the “Imperial Guard.” However, the moment Gavin caught sight of the look on Rael’s face he knew he had said something he shouldn’t have.
There was a dark look on the alteon’s face as he glowered down at the human at his feet. Gavin took an instinctive step backwards. He was sure if his body came equipped with lights and a siren they’d be going off like crazy.
Before he could make another move, a giant hand was coming at Gavin in a flash. He stumbled and ended up tripping over his own feet and falling onto his back. The hand was an inch away from him. He braced himself to be grabbed, slamming his eyes shut in fear. But then a moment passed and he remained untouched.
Cautiously, Gavin reopened his eyes, and the sight he saw made his heartbeat stutter. Though no part of it made contact with him, Rael’s hand hung over Gavin. He was caged in by the appendage, his head sticking out between the massive index and middle fingers.
Looking past the hand, Gavin stared up at Rael’s face, which now hovered almost directly above him. The alteon’s head blocked out the sunlight that filtered through the canopy, and it was almost like his face was a moon that had eclipsed the sun.
Rael’s beautiful teal eyes were clouded with rage, his lips pulled into a snarl. Suddenly, Gavin felt like a mouse that had been caught by a vicious cat. God, what a stupid mouse.
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Rael had never been particularly short tempered, or rather, he had never allowed himself to be. If he was ever going to be taken seriously as someone worthy of being a member of the Imperial Guard, he needed to prove that he was more than his peasant parentage. And so he played the role of the refined, even-tempered gentleman.
Perhaps it had been his tendency to constantly suppress his true emotions around others that caused him to snap so abruptly at Gavin Stone. Or perhaps it was just the human himself who had a unique skill for getting under his skin. Either way, Rael had found himself dying to put the little man in his place.
All it had taken was for the human to say something that hit a little too close to home. The fear that Rael had never been and would never be truly viewed as a member of the Imperial Guard had haunted him for a long time. He wondered whether the rest of the soldiers secretly whispered about him behind his back, poking fun at the peasant who dared try to play at being someone of any standing.
When Rael had been given the less than favorable assignment of collecting a human prisoner, the idea that he’d been purposefully given the task due to his background had quickly taken residence in the back of his mind. He had been trying not to dwell on it, to just do his job and move on. However, when the human suggested Rael might be being punished, it reminded him of all his insecurities.
The next thing he knew, he was pinning the human to the ground. His fingers surrounded the little creature on all sides. Rael couldn’t deny the sight gave him a rush. It was satisfying.
Gavin Stone was a thief who was willing to potentially put the relationship between the human and alteon realms at risk just to satisfy his own greed. “He’s a criminal, that’s why I dislike him so much,” Rael told himself. However, in the back of his mind he knew what really angered him about Gavin Stone’s insolence was the fact that he was a human. Humans were smaller and weaker than alteons. In the animal kingdom, would that not place alteons above humans?
“Remember your place,” Rael growled as he stared down at the human trapped beneath his hand.
There was no defiance in Gavin Stone’s eyes, just panic and fear. Perhaps this time the message would sink in.
Rael gave the human one last hard look before removing his hand and resuming his seated position on the log. Though he was still tense, he could feel himself beginning to come down from the sudden spark of rage he’d experienced. He took a steadying breath as he returned his attention to the human. The little man had yet to get to his feet, though he’d sat up and was staring up at Rael with wide eyes. “Hurry up and do your business before I change my mind.”
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Obviously, Gavin had known he was tiny compared to Rael and the rest of the alteon dimension. It was pretty hard to forget. And yet somehow he hadn’t quite fully comprehended what it meant to be so insignificant to the world around him.
A part of being a thief was knowing that people, for the most part, were too absorbed in their own business to pay much attention to the actions of a stranger. Gavin could be a ghost, a nobody. Now take that concept and amplify it tenfold. That was how little of an indent Gavin made on the alteons’ world. And that had been what Rael seemed adamant on imparting on his captive.
As much as he hated to admit it, Gavin had been shaken by Rael’s outburst. It had been a harsh reminder of how easily the alteon could hurt him or worse. Laying there trapped under the giant hand, Gavin had felt totally and completely helpless. It was not a feeling he enjoyed in the slightest.
“How am I supposed to stand up to that?” he pondered as he pulled his jumpsuit back up over his shoulders.
Gavin had to wonder whether this was the kind of treatment he could expect from the Emperor. The alteon ruler had been diplomatic and peaceful with humanity as a whole, however, he questioned whether or not that would apply to a human criminal.
Gavin sighed. He really wasn’t looking forward to facing Rael again. He would much rather just stay concealed within the confines of the large bush he currently resided in. Of course, that would only serve to piss Rael off even further. Chances were, the giant would just reach in and snag Gavin if he took too long. He shivered at the thought of being anywhere near that hand again.
And so, quite reluctantly, Gavin exited his cover and returned to the clearing where Rael was waiting. He approached the alteon silently. For once he didn’t have anything to say--or more accurately, he didn’t have the confidence to say anything. Rael appeared as though he had calmed down at least somewhat, but Gavin wasn’t ready to risk incurring his wrath again.
He came to a stop in between Rael’s feet and stood silently. He kept his gaze downwards, unwilling to meet those eyes which had so recently stared at him with burning fury.
-
When Gavin Stone had returned, he seemed almost like a different person. Gone were the animated expressions that had lit up his face. He was quiet and passive. At Rael’s command, he’d gotten back into his cage without making any sort of fuss.
Now, Rael was back on the path to the city and the human was sitting in his cage without saying a word. It certainly seemed as though Rael’s show of force had been effective. So why didn’t Rael feel more happy with himself?
At the time, when he’d seen Gavin cowering under his hand, Rael had been quite pleased. However, for some reason the feeling had only been temporary. Now he almost felt...bad? “No, surely I don’t feel bad for a human criminal,” he tried to convince himself. Gavin had made himself a nuisance and Rael had corrected the behavior. It was the logical thing to do, right? There should be no reason to feel any kind of regret.
Rael glanced down at the human. The little man had his arms wrapped around the iron bars to keep himself secure. His gaze was focused down into his lap. He almost looked...dejected.
It had been obvious from the get go that Gavin Stone was far from fearless. However, he had seemed to bounce back from his fear fairly easily. It had only taken a few minutes after being grabbed, caged, and transported to a new realm for the man to gain enough confidence to address his giant captor. Now that Rael thought about it, it was kind of impressive.
But now, Gavin showed no signs of bouncing back. It was possible he would remain quiet and compliant for the rest of their journey. Rael should have been celebrating, and yet....
“Perhaps I just regret losing my temper,” Rael thought to himself. He was supposed to be in control of his emotions, and while letting loose for that moment had felt good at the time, he knew it was wrong. “Yeah, that has to be it….right?”
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xenteaart · 4 years ago
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You’re a Cat, Hargreeves
Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Reader
Request 1: Hello, so Five has been through a LOT in just two weeks, so can I request something where the reader and him have a bit of intimacy but are not together yet. Then something happens that is just the last drop to him and he shows up to the reader with red and glossy eyes and collapses in her arms? She just holds him (because boy, he needs it) and after a while he manages to talk about things letting his feelings for her slip in the process. Then she can just calm him down and make him feel loved.
Request 2: Could I request a fanfic where Five has a terrible day at the Commission or in the Apocalypse and at bedtime the Reader comforts him, and he suddenly becomes the little spoon for the first time? Idk I think it would be cute to see him shy and secretly liking
!!! Note: Since these two requests have a common theme of Five being stressed as fuck and having a breakdown I’ve decided to combine them. Personally I imagine this scenario in my Commission AU, HOWEVER, I intentionally didn’t make it very specific in terms of the circumstances so you can headcanon whatever u like <3 also sorry its not the exact scenario from your requests but i hope you don’t mind me taking some creative liberty.
also both Five and Reader are in their 20s here coz otherwise i’m very uncomfortable
massive thanks to @wonders-of-the-multiverse​ for helping me out with wording the physicality of certain things <33333
GIF: @maxiemayfield���
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You’ve seen Five in many different states.
You’ve seen him anxious and spiraling, you’ve seen him furious and borderline insane; depressed and distant, lost and confused. At this point, you genuinely thought you’d seen it all but, apparently, you were wrong.
“I am just so tired.” Five whispered almost inaudibly with a sigh so desperate that it made your stomach turn.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” you asked, your voice small as you weren’t quite sure how to act yet.
He glanced at you, and you couldn’t help but notice his eyes glistening with salty wetness that was about to spill out and smear his frustration all over his cheeks.
You always loved Five’s eyes - his huge, almost puppy dog eyes that made you absolutely lose yourself in their depth. Whenever you looked into them, you saw wisdom, maturity, exhaustion and patience, dedication and passion, all at the same time. There was a whole other universe behind his blue orbs, and you admired it endlessly. Looking into his eyes right now, however, was nowhere near as exciting and pleasant. Instead, it felt like some strange and violent ache was gripping you at the very heart and squeezing it without mercy, and you winced at the sensation as worry and concern were uncontrollably blossoming inside your ribcage.
Five didn’t grant you with an answer, too busy trying to hold back his tears and clenching his teeth proudly as if there was any point at all.
You got up on your feet and approached Five slowly, careful not to freak him out as you were giving him the time to get used to your presence in his personal space. Normally, he wouldn’t mind yet you couldn’t tell if the same rules applied to scenarios like the one taking place.
“I’m here, yeah? It’s okay, you’re okay,” you kept repeating like a mantra as you pulled Five into your embrace.
He buried his face in the crook of your neck and you instantly felt your skin getting damp. In just a few seconds Five’s entire body relaxed into yours and he wrapped his arms around you tightly, finally letting go and allowing himself to have a proper cry. He hadn’t had one in years, and, by all means, he was entitled to this breakdown.
Most of the time, Five was the one protecting you - looking out for you and leading the both of you out of dangerous and potentially lethal situations. Not that it was a completely one-sided dynamic but it was true that you tended to rely on him quite a lot in times of crisis. Five was good in crisis, exceptional actually. He made decisions quickly and didn’t hesitate to do absolutely anything it took to achieve his goals, which, unfortunately, meant that he was often forced to make choices where humanity and ethics were no longer a top priority.
Despite all that, Five always seemed in control, and even when he wasn’t, you knew he’d get it back eventually. You had placed your trust in him at all times, and only now were you starting to realize that it must have felt like a huge weight of responsibility on his shoulders. Granted, he was objectively smarter and more capable due to his superpowers but he was still human.
Hearing Five’s hopeless and feverish sobbing was unnerving, and you could only imagine what was going on in his cluttered and clearly overloaded mind as he was bawling his eyes out with such raw and genuine fury. From the lack of a better idea you simply waited for Five to cry himself out, patiently holding him in your arms and whispering words of reassurance into the air, not so much out of hope he’d hear them and listen but more as a means of letting him feel you were still there.
“I’m so fucking tired,” Five finally uttered but his words rather quickly got drowned in his weeping. You still got the message, though.
“You deserve to rest, Five,” you replied, feeling your legs start to shake from the weight of Five’s entire body leaning on your form. As much as you wanted to stay like this for as long as he needed, you couldn’t exactly go against your evident physical disadvantage. Five was a heavy gentleman, after all.
“Hey, let’s move to the bed, yeah?” it was more of a statement than a question, so you stepped towards the bed suggestively, expecting him to follow you. To your relief, he didn’t resist and followed your lead right away, seemingly too exhausted to even think, let alone disobey.
Five’s body was limp from the absence of energy, all of which had presumably gone into crying, and he could barely manage to walk on his own, so you grabbed at his shoulders to steady him.
It felt like his physical self was now merely a vehicle with no pilot to steer it, and his mind was long lost someplace else.
As you sat Five down, you caressed his cheek with your thumb, wiping away the trails of his tears whilst also trying to gently break him out of the prison of his troubled and restless brain. To your disappointment, it failed to spark any sort of response.
Right in this moment, he looked almost defenseless. Sure, he wasn’t an incapable baby all of a sudden but he was relying on you, reversing your roles and putting all of his worries and pain on your shoulders, basically asking you to carry them for him because he simply couldn’t anymore.
“Fives. Fives? Look at me, please?” you called, trying to shift his attention to something on the outside because you knew it was the looking inside that pushed him to crumble.
“Focus on my voice, alright?” you tried to keep your tone as steady and stern as you possibly could because right now you were his only bridge back to reality.
You pressed your palms against Five’s shoulders and slowly climbed onto his lap, resting your weight atop of him completely and hoping the pressure of it would manage to snap him out of his almost delirious daze.
As your hand reached for Five’s, you placed it on your chest right where your heart was beating and said:
“Can you feel it? It means I’m alive, Fives. I’m a human and a consciousness just like you. And I'm never leaving your side, no matter the circumstances. You’re never going to be alone, I promise you.”
You took Five by his chin with your other hand and softly guided his gaze upwards to meet your own, noticing his red glossy eyes finally regaining some clarity. The very peak of Five’s episode had already passed, and, as he was coming down from it, he encircled your waist with his arm and let his head sink to your shoulder with his eyes closed shut.
Still sitting straddled across his lap, you brushed your fingers through his soft silky hair and began to massage his scalp in a calming manner, trying to release some of the tension and lull him further into peacefulness. As your fingers moved a little lower, you knew you’d hit the sweet spot because Five literally purred into your skin as soon as he felt your nails gently scratch at the nape of his neck.
“How many times did I say you’re a cat, Hargreeves,” you rolled your eyes at his reaction and couldn’t resist a wide smile as you buried your nose in his hair. Five hummed quietly, and it was the only response you were going to get from him, which, to be fair, was already a big improvement so you couldn't really complain.
“How about we get you into some comfier clothes, wash your face and then you can tell me all about what’s been on your mind, hm?” you proposed confidently, still holding Five close and practically enveloping him in your warmth.
Your every movement was saturated with such understanding and care that not for a split second did Five feel like his vulnerability was making him weak or unworthy. It was quite the opposite, and with each passing moment he was beginning to feel like you were only making him stronger.
He nodded at your suggestion approvingly but didn’t move an inch, and you took it as a hint that he needed a few more minutes of sitting in silence; the bridge of his nose pressed to your collarbone as he was still finding his way back into the present.
You didn’t mind at all.
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