but he's never touched it

Bahizel's House - Tuesday, 1:20pm



“Did you like that piece?” She had been playing Bach’s Chaconne for him and in the midst of watching her, he’d sunk into his own thoughts that rivaled on anxiety and want. “Come here.”

“You look irritated. Is my violin playing a little rusty?”

“No, it’s soothing like your singing or mere humming of a song. I just have a lot on my mind.”

“Anything you want to talk about? Or is that none of my business?”

He knew what she was referring to. The secret of what he was. The topic he refused to touch with a 10 foot pole. He would never be comfortable discussing why he was walking amongst the living as a, Leviathan. The main reason he wouldn’t talk about it, was because of who it involved. But he could tell her other things about himself. Other things that would make her see that he wasn’t just a vault she could never open. “I want to share something with you about me. I guess you could call it my adventures with a couple of good friends.”

“You and a couple of friends? Like the 3 amigos?”

“Yeah.” He smirked. “One of those friends, Ptah, pulled me out Purgatory and not even 5 minutes later, he was handing me a bottle of Whiskey. Which was odd because I wasn’t supposed to be able to get out of there to begin with and I’d never had a gulp of Whiskey in my life. Anyway, that same night I fought a Dragon who I ended up making some sort of friendship with. A love/hate friendship if you will, but that was mostly in due to Ptah.”



The first thing to order in was a better bed.

The cots supplied by Mannco were uncomfortable and prone to combustion, which was hardly a comfort at all. Along with that, spare clothes, spare toiletries.. thankfully after hearing the atrocities of the RED team it was easy to get things onto the train.

It had been two days since the doctor had been kidnapped, and here was the spy, just putting the finishing touches on the room he never used for the other.

Sheet were on the bed, and he had breakfast waiting for the doctor once he returned from his shower, along with some hot chocolate covered with whipped cream. A comfort food, or so he was told by their own demoman. 

Okay I just saw something and I had a thought concerning a potential plot involving Ema and Klavier and sexism, both perceived and otherwise.

So situation is vaguely like this; after AA4 but pre-AA5, Ema is still working with Klavier, and there’s this guy who was involved in a case Klavier’s prosecuting who isn’t the defendant, but is a witness, and is shifty enough that although he believes in the solidity of his case, he’s also glad to have Apollo working the defence, because he knows that someone is hiding something, and Apollo is very good at making people not be hiding things any more.

Klavier starts to notice that Ema is increasingly cagey and bad-tempered, but puts it down to something about the case in general, or having to work with him, or something in her personal life - until he sees her in the same room as the witness on the second day of the trial.

The man never touches her, but the way he looks at her, the way he moves, makes it plain what he’s thinking, and Klavier is not happy.

He gives the witness a warning, and takes Ema aside, asking why didn’t you tell me this was going on, only to have Ema say that since there wasn’t any evidence, there was nothing she could do, and the guy had been doing it to everyone, hadn’t he? All the girls.

The words zing at something to do with the crime itself, but for the moment he focuses on her, and telling her that her discomfort matters to him, and that if he’d known, then he wouldn’t have forced her to work the case.

They take him away in handcuffs the next day, and Apollo notices how Klavier’s smile is a little sharper than normal at one of his losses, and asks Ema if she knows anything about it.

Ema grumbles about the entire incident to Phoenix over a coffee one day, and he regards her with interest. Asks if that means anything is different.

Ema shrugs. Looks away, thinks about it.

Maybe it is, she says. After all, she still won’t give Gavin any leeway with the respect he gives her, but at least she can see that he’s the lesser of two evils, y’know?

Phoenix smiles into his mug, leaving a frothy moustache on top of the stubble.

So, not as bad as either of us thought, huh, he goes, and it’s not quite clear if he’s actually talking to her or just plain talking aloud.

She gives a noncommittal noise and a wave of one hand. Eh, it says. Could still be better. Needs improving.

They laugh, though - laugh properly and loudly.

They said the exact same thing about Edgeworth’s sense of humour.

anonymous asked:

Have you ever thought of KuroHina and how their relationship and tickles would be just the two of them? :)

yes!!!!!!!! i love kurohina omg it was my first ‘rarepair’ ship that i got rly into :’)

tickles between them are really really playful omg. they wrestle and hianta climbs all over kuroo like a tree and kuroo manhandles him back down and when they first started dating, that’s all they did. play around and rough house and shove each other playfully only to tug the other back for a kiss as it delves into a intense make out session. hinata is fun to toss around and hinata loves how kuroo never went easy on him when they’d rough house

but then kuroo discovered hinata was ticklish and their play fights became tickle fights and kuroo learns that hinata is endlessly fun to tickle. he has such strong reactions and he never shies away from the touch. his ribs are super ticklish and kuroo loves to pin hinata down by pressing down on his ribs alone and just. squeezing and digging in until hinata’s got tear tracks down his cheeks. 

hinata is the lee a little more often than the ler, but a lot of the times(usually in the morning, or even in the middle of an afternoon nap) hinata will use his quick fingers to turn the tables on kuroo because hinata is super ticklish but kuroo is HILARIOUSly ticklish, and kuroo immediately goes weak and arches up against hinata’s hands whenever hinata shoves his fingers under kuroo’s arms, or reaches down to pinch at his inner thighs

kuroo loves a good fight tho so once he’s come back to himself he’ll roll them over so hinata is face down and kuroo will tickle him relentlessly cause he knows hinata can take it, until hinata is pounding his fists against the ground and begging mercy

they’re also the type of couple who has No Shame, and hinata will just toss his feet in kuroo’s lap at the movie theater and turn his big round eager eyes on kuroo until kuroo rolls his eyes and slips off hinata’s shoes and gently tickles his feet during all the scary or intense parts of the film so he doesn’t get all anxious 8)

and hinata loves to climb on kuroo’s back for piggy back rides, cause he likes to tickle kuroo’s neck and ears until kuroo’s giggling and threatening to drop him

tickling between this couple is always very two sided and playful and loving and warm 8)

anonymous asked:

Saizo's eyes fluttered to the sound of morning birds chirping. He shifts to find his arms wrapped were around your sleeping body protectively. Smiling to himself, he slides his hand to touch your noticeably swollen stomach. Never in his life did he think he would father a child; but here he was, in the arms of the woman he loves bearing him the greatest gift a person can ask for. He gently rises as to not wake you and lays a kiss on top of your stomach.

GUH! I’m… I’m dead… WHAT SWEET FLUFF IS THIS!?!!!! 

omg I loved this. Kyaaaaaahhh I read this 10x before I could respond to it. THANK YOU.

“i come down to the kitchen for a scone and i’m welcomed by UNWELCOMED hands around me.” the lady threw the pan down on the grown before letting a shudder run over her spine. “please forgive me, i just—i’m pretty sure he’ll wake up hopefully with the recollection of never touching me like that AGAIN. –scone?” she picked up the platter of blueberry scones to the other. “not made by him i promise.”


Miraculous Parallels: Episodes 5, 9, 11, 14, 15, & 16
Adrien & Marinette Touching Moments 

oooooh look, another list of aus for your writing pleasure: 
[sorry if any of these have already been done!]

+ you’re the cute barista and i’m the indie artist who plays at your coffee shop. i’m totally doing it for the pay and not to stare at your face for three hours every week, what are you talking about.
+ i’m the librarian and you’re the person who, in an attempt to flirt, just asked me if we carry books here.
+ you discreetly come into my bookstore every day just to play with my cat that i let wander. you think i don’t notice, but i totally do. don’t worry; it’s freaking adorable.
+ you are the lead singer of a rock band, and i’m the fan who you just called up on stage to sing a song with you. wow, you are way hotter in person and now i just forgot every lyric of yours ever.
+ you’re the cute trainer at the gym and i just fell off my treadmill because i couldn’t stop staring at you. 
+ we’re the only two people in this theater and i’m taking note of all the parts of the film that make you laugh so i can talk to you after. 
+ you’re selling cookies for your sister’s girl scout troop and you’re so adorable and awkward while doing it that i buy fifteen boxes.
+ you just started telling me your life story on the bus without even giving me your name first, and wait did you just say that you’re involved in the mafia?! 
+ you’re the tech guru on campus and i keep getting viruses on my computer just so i can come talk to you. 
+ we’re rival vloggers who are forced to do a panel together at vidcon, but it’s hard to despise you when you’re that much cuter in person. 
+ you’re an actor on my favorite tv show and i’m your biggest fan. needless to say that when i meet you for the first time, i get so excited that i accidentally punch you in the face. 
+ you’re a pirate and you were unaware about your feelings for me until a siren took my image. 
+ you’re my tutor but i keep getting distracted because you’re so pretty.
+ even though i’m about to be carted off to the er after my car accident, i’m still gonna try to flirt with you, the cute emt. 
+ i’m an escort but not that type of escort. if you play your cards right though, i could be. 
+ i own an esty shop and you’re the cute worker at the post office i keep running into. 


wonwoo trying his best not to cry during their first win

fake dating trope subversion

It’s only six in the evening on a Thursday, but the bar near Stiles’ work is already half full. Not so packed that he wants to find another place to drink, but busy enough that he has to wait a few minutes for the bartender to get to him.

During that waiting period, a guy sidles in close to Stiles and offers to buy his drink for him. The man is taller than Stiles by a few inches, and he uses his height to his advantage by standing so close that he’s almost hovering over Stiles, clearly posturing. It makes Stiles roll his eyes.

“No thanks, man. I’ve got it.”

Apparently the lack of eye contact, the verbal brush-off, and the general fuck-off vibes Stiles is giving off aren’t doing it for the guy because he says, “Come on. It’s a free drink. You can’t say no to that.”

Stiles stops trying to get the bartender’s attention to look the guy straight in the eyes and say, “No.”

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