... taking you to lavish events or balls, you on their arm, escorting you to the other attendees, as if to show you off. leading you to the center of the dancefloor to have their little dance with you, to sweep you off your feet and carry you across the room all through the night, spectators commenting among themselves about how beautiful and graceful the both of you look wrapped up in each other.
... holding your hand chastely, with the promise of having you married to them soon enough, wherein you will become their prince or princess, their king or queen, or any title that you will demand to be known as once you become theirs.
... seeing you for the first time in formal dress, if you weren't from the same class. if you're a commoner, they would take you to their consultants and get you into clothes as lavish as their own, fit for their future companion.
... perusing castle gardens and seeing each other's beauty in a new light - in the glow of the sun or the moon, among the sultry roses fit for your wedding bouquet.
... feeding you the best desserts in the entire kingdom, crafted by the most skilled, meticulous chefs around.
... feeling their enthusiasm to kiss you, although they have been taught to wait for the right moment. they have a decorum to upkeep, even in private, and strive to respect you as best as their attraction will allow. alternatively, if they are one of the more rebellious types, you might be surprised at how affectionate and flirtatious they become when you're alone, the need to ravish you overtaking them as soon as the spectators and expectations are gone, eating up your flustered giggles and flushed cheeks.
... pre-emptively referring to you as their prince or princess, king or queen, or any title you prefer... painfully eager to hurry and marry you, to rule over their domain with you.
i saw the new movie today and really, really couldn't resist (also adopted some new platonic f/os and one new queerplatonic f/o!!), so here we are! his official intro is here. **spoilers for no time to die ahead, proceed with caution**
his name is victor lawrence, and his designation number is 009. he's around 30, bisexual, and uses he/it/xe pronouns pretty interchangeably.
he was assigned by m to protect madeleine swann and her daughter, matilde, since madeleine was so close to the problem with spectre.
only problem? when lyutsifer safin meets with madeleine, he also meets (briefly) with victor. lyutsifer dismisses victor out of hand at first, focused more on madeleine and james.
this changes pretty quickly when lyutsifer and his men capture madeleine and mathilde. victor almost gets himself shot trying to convince the guy to take him, too, to help protect mathilde, for one thing. and then when they're in safin's poisonous garden, victor's willingness to put mathilde's well-being before his own catches lyutsifer's eye. this... kind of baffles safin, because why would victor do this if mathilde isn't his family? a mother's love, he can understand, but this is a bit beyond him.
if safin even jostles mathilde too much, victor gets up in arms and pointedly hovers until safin is holding her correctly. if he can't do it himself, he'll make absolutely sure that safin is doing it right.
ignore the whole "safin's a supervillain who wants to kill basically everyone" thing, and the three of them almost look like a family.
their feelings for each other are... complicated, to say the least. queerplatonic is probably the best label for them, considering how neither's feelings are quite romantic, in any real sense. but there comes to be real affection and fondness between them.
Imagine going to a pumpkin patch with your f/o to pick your own pumpkins.
Okay, I- mmmh! ..... what was that about?
'Just saying hi.'
A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
'I kiss you and touch you places no one else is allowed to touch.'
'I bring you flowers.'
*mouths fake flowers*
'Real flowers are hard to do magic tricks with.'
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
'We're best friends.'
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
'Yeah, I don't care.'
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
'Sure, just... it'll be a little different. I still can't make shit... no wait, I make the best toast..'
'In the world. Hahaahaaa.'
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
'Oh, I'd just leave. I have no address for you to follow, whoops!'
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
'I'm already married. Sorry.'
'Heh, you. Silly.'
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
'Iiiii can be gentle. If that's what you really want. Let's just say I'd rather be..... passionate.'
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
'I still hug you from behind when you cook.'
You still hover.
'Less so, but yes.'
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
'We just had a really great I Love You session.'
That's not for this set.
'I think I need a cigarette.'
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
*Lights cigarette and takes a drag.* 'Oh, I'd kill for you.' *coughs*
What the hell was that?
'You've been trying, emphasis trying, to get me to quit.... you succeeded for a hot second.'
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
I like kissing you.
'I like kissing you.' *drags with a smirk*
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
Do you still like kids?
'They don't interest me that much anymore, but they're okay.'
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
You're not usually here.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Again, not here.
'Again. Working.... but, I come home like.... every other night. I don't let you go for long.'
Yes, thank you.
*drags* 'Just like sex.'
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
I already know you.
*chuckles* 'You may have to update your archive.'
Okay, maybe some things I don't want to know.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
'Mmm... 💨 I like to think I'm a very zen person.'
Maybe when you do weed with me.
'And other things.'
Not the place...
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
'I remember everything about you.....' *smirks* 'Do you know my middle name yet?'
'I'll tell you later.'
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
Breaking you out of Arkham. You were so happy to see me.
'I'm still happy to see you...'
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
'I'd protect you from anything... ....even myself, if necessary.'
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
'You always get me something nice. Though I don't think notebooks are a good idea anymore. Can't be scribing my crimes... but, I've used them as scrapbooks. Blood and body parts...'
I don't wanna know.
'I do appreciate you handing me sacks of gun powder, or sticks of dynamite. *giggles* .....keep getting me notebooks.'
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
'That's already plastered all over the world.'
You're still smoking.
'I tried, isn't that the most important thing?'
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
'I couldn't care less, but I like to arrive with a fresh face... preferably one I cut off myself.'
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
'That's up for debate... people don't complete me anymore, but.....' *stares while taking long drag*
I take his silence as a yes.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
'A head canon?'
Not what you think it means.
'.....would be cool though.'
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
'In general... rich people, in a person...? .....lack of creativity.'
So, starving artists would be your perfect people.
*Nods while smoking*
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
Do you sleep.
'Yeah.. against my will sometimes.'
Is that a jab at me?
'.....more of a poke.'
Okay, we're done.
I'm sorry this was so hard for you.
*stares* Why are you afraid of me?
'I love you, you know.'
'Yes. Yes I do! I love you very much! I know you think I'm a monster who murdered your husband, but I didn't, I'm still here!!
'.... I'm still here.'
Hun, I was being sarcastic.
imagine creating inside jokes with your f/o. you two can't stop laughing everytime you mention them. people would probably think you are crazy by now, but it's totally worth it.
Imagine your f/o's friends lightheartedly teasing them about liking you.
’*•.¸♡ imagine your F/O surprising you by bringing home your "usual order" of something, whether it be food or drink! you never explicitly told them, and you don't need to. they love you so much, they always pay attention to the little things you do and all your habits ♡¸.•*’
shoutout to selfshippers with the same name as their f/os
me, reading works and fics about my f/o: 😳👍💕
me, realizing that ancient writer powers are sealed inside me and i have the magic ability to write about them myself: 🤯🤯🤓♥️♥️♥️💕💕💕💕💕❣❣❣❣❣💖💖💖💖💖💖🖤🖤🖤🖤💞💞💞💞💞💞💘💘💘💘💘💘💝💝💝💝💖💖💖💖💗💗💗💓💓💓💓💓💓💟💟💟💟💟💟
Okay so I kind of lost my voice and I have to work 5 hours today as a cashier. Talking to customers is a big part of my job! So I don't know how that's going to go. Frankly I want to stay home and rest because my throat hurts like hell but we are understaffed as it is so I'm going to try and push through!
But I like to imagine that after getting out of jail and reuniting with me, Robby says "Fuck all the people using me, I'm just gonna stay with my girlfriend who still cares." With that being said, he comes to college with me and works with me since they are better environments than he ever had before.
With that said, since I don't really have my voice today I can't help imagining that Robby would be my voice! It'd be amazing since I'm really bright a.ns bubbly while he is more relaxed! Also having me communicate through expression and gesture and Robby just gets it! Also he can tell customers we're married and all I can do is blush
Imagine wearing matching Halloween costumes with your f/o.
ship: Chowanego-Kiery → Seong Gi-hun/Mikolaj Joysz
word count: 941
summary: love makes you do stupid things. player 022 and player 456 know this, yet are entwined in a game that, given circumstances, can be the most dangerous one yet.
It had been approximately six days since he saved 456, three days since he saw him sitting somberly alone in the rain, and one day since he'd kissed him.
And 022 was still in solitude.
He sat perched on a bunk, studying every soul across the room. Taking note who was still alive, where they were, and who'd they pledged allegiance to.
He could hear distant voices below him. Contemplating. Theorizing what the next game would be.
"What do you think, up there?" he heard 218's voice, "It would be helpful to hear from everyone."
"How would I know?" 022 barely mustered the energy to glance over the edge.
"Anything would be helpful."
A small silence hushed over the group as they waited for the quiet foreigner's response. It wasn't until he slung his legs over the edge of the mattress and looked down, down below to the mass of turquoise and white and the stains of faded brown and red emanating a metallic smell that wove itself so deeply into all of their minds -- only then after he swung himself down the rail and landed softly with his feet planted firmly into the covers of whatever poor soul had the unfortunate luck to be in the bunk under him did they hear him speak again.
"What's that?" 456 was sure to be the first one to respond.
"I -- ah -- I don't know how to say…" He thinks for a moment before offering his best;
"Uh, you can't be found, if you do you're...Out."
"Possible. It fits the theme," 218 ponders, staring down at the scuffed and stained floor, permanently tinted pink.
067 has yet to say anything, and seems more interested in the strange way 022 held himself uncomfortably opposite of 456.
022 looks anywhere but at the man across from him. His chest tightens and he feels as if he opens his mouth, he risks saying something even dumber than yesterday's actions.
Why, why was he so stupid?
And why was 456 still looking at him with that stupid hint of an empathetic smile?
"I don't think we ever got your name."
God damn it, 218.
"I thought it was Ae-in?" 199 asks curiously, purely and genuine, to which 067 can't help but let out a single laugh, condescending or in disbelief he couldn't tell.
"Mikolaj Joysz. That's my name."
"Myee-kaw…" 199 attempted.
"Mikolaj. It is Polish."
"Like a rollercoaster," 456 tested the name for himself, imitating his seat in an amusement park ride, "Like, Me-ka-Whee," he seemed to bring joy to himself at least, and 218 offered a pity smile.
"I came here to study, from my own country. But I stopped going to school. I can't pay back my loans, and I have no money to go back home."
"You went to SNU?" 218 started connecting the pieces of the puzzle he'd conjured into his own mind.
"For a year."
"I recognized you. I saw you on campus a few times."
"I stuck out that much?"
218 shrugged, blaming simply his good memory.
"You must have been really smart," 456 moved in slightly closer in interest.
"More than the rest of us. More than me, at least."
"And how much good did that get me? It doesn't matter who you are or where you're from. While we're here, we're all equals."
"We've all made mistakes, that's why we're here," they bicker, and as the other members sense the strange tension, 218 intervenes.
"Will you go back home? With the money you get?"
"I can't face them. Not after all they did for me, not after I threw those things away."
218 looks on with painstaking understanding.
"You don't have to go back home. You will find people here that care about you," 001 adds with a distinct nod. They all write it off as the naïve ignorance of an old man.
But he feels 456 staring at him. He feels those eyes bore into him, and he feels what it was like to kiss him again; As brief as it was, rushed and desperate after tears and adrenaline tire, he feels Seong Gi-hun as he tenses for a moment but then melts into the affection with the same anxiety and acute awareness and sense of immediate danger, bonded through death's grasping at their ankles and pulling at their hair and -- not much unlike the way they desperately clung to each other then as an insight into life and loneliness blooms in the midst of tragedy and hopelessness. 022 praises his brilliance and in thanks does not brush off the lingering looks and questioning stares, intrigue rather than confusion or aversion he'd often get, the small brushes of their hands as they wait in line for food or attempted small talk to break the quiet at the end of the day.
022 saved his life, and since then 456 could not, for whatever life had been spared, get the strange androgyn out of his mind, nor out of his sight.
He was fond of him now, and it was with that impulsive kiss that 456 found himself at the whims of Player 022.
022 felt all this as 456 simply looked at him, waiting, hoping desperately for any kind of acknowledgement, confused and slightly hurt at the way the younger man had been ignoring him all day.
And then, 022 came to a simple conclusion: This was their game. The one between the two of them, unsure and longing and elusive and -- despite circumstances, still the most dangerous game they had participated in.
Hide and Seek for Hearts.
Well, epis played on Friday nights were unexpected, but the third of them did have Alex in it. Not as heavy as the epis on Wednesday, but still... Season 5 Krycek is how I picture him, so...😊
(Okay, I know the original day the series aired on Friday, but it moved to Sundays in Season 4. Not that strange)
Okay, I made some. Let me know if it sounds legit.
I'm Not Your Boyfriend
Good Old Fashioned Violence/Revival Violence
Prince In Pine Sap
All That Glitters May Be Gold
greetings selfship tumblr ! i'm very new here.
you can call me valkyrie or georgia.
my main f/os are wrench from w.atch dogs and sam d.rake from u.ncharted !
i'd love to meet some fine folks on this side of the internet, and we can talk about our shared love of fictional folks !