Weak

[simplememes]

WEAK FOR [...]


What am I doing? Oh, nothing. Not a single thing. I’m certainly not rifling through a bunch of photos in my pocket-

NO NO WAIT STOP DON’T LOOK. I can't reveal my one weakness.

[1] Someone strapped a sign on your character that tells the whole wide world what they're weak for, what gets them biting their lip, blushing, weak at the knees, all that. Whether it's a specific person's name or particular words/actions (calling her a good girl, touching his neck, kissing their forehead), there's no difference in the end. They're exposed either way.
[2] All that matters is everyone can see it.
[3] That's it.

Do not post any blank top levels.

Comments

[bit_awkward]

[Oh yeah! I am TOTALLY open to it. I am pretty comfortable with any sort of scenario, but I've never gotten to do like a tenant situation so slight bias to that? Maybe found out that they were looking for a place while going to school in the area and Gabriel is like I KNOW A PLACE!? If that would be something you would be interested in lemme know or I am comfortable with switching it around.]

[tedandroses]

[Sweet! And that works perfectly. The only downside I see besides Teddy getting stuck between floors admiring the stairway decor is that this particular meme doesn’t give a lot of room to play with it and it is a good premise. But…we can cross that bridge :D

I’ll go ahead and start, lmk if you want to roll back and/or hash anything else out, though]

The question was ‘weak in the knees’, though, not ‘bare minimum of an adequate partner’.

Number one, I mean.
[They grin: it’s both a little shameless and meant, at least, to convey that the comment, if rooted somewhere real, is lighthearted.]
It’d be a little much, prolly, to think taking charge was the bare minimum. Though, some people…

[bit_awkward]

[Where we're going we don't need RULES! We can make it work! I think best situation is idle chatter while helping to move stuff in~??]

I guess I am best described as perhaps a simple man? A lot of things make me sort of useless.

[He should have left that part out. That was a slip for sure and it shows all over his beet red face.] Well, you know, people who know what they want is probably also something that is a fairly normal thing to seek out?

[tedandroses]

[I like how you think! (A++ landlording, helps move things in too? Can I live with Gabriel?) As a side note, I'm loling at your icon bc this is their height difference oh god.
ALSO also: Teddy's is here, if you want to handwave that it was listed before we started threading :P]

Hmm. [Sung very lightly under her breath] A simple kind of man...

[Teddy has a guitar in a hardshell case across their back and a mandolin in a softer one that's sort of strangling them, but, y'know, functionally, in the other direction -- they're hoping it gives "assassin-bard dual wielding stringed instruments" and not "what are you even doing" -- and two boxes of books in their arms. They're forced, therefore, to tilt their head sideways, a little, to look up at Gabriel past them, curious and also not sure they're interpreting him right.]

...Useless in what sense?

[He goes redder than a 'mater, as Theo Prime would say. Fuck. Good job, Teds, be fucking awkward at this nice guy you already liked talking music with who's also now charging you substantially not enough rent. Only way out's through, though.]

Oh, for sure. It's -- flusterable. I think most people, really, either are that person or like it in someone else. Even on an ordinary level. You know -- there's the friend everyone has who says the thing, makes the plan, starts the band, -- whatever it is, that thing you want but wouldn't ever do alone, or maybe don't even know you want until they say it.

[That got introspective. Not untrue, though.]

-- You know, you don't really have to help with all this...? My last place was a seventh floor walk-up and -- oh.

[They've rounded the landing and gotten to the stairs proper, and yeah, Teddy's seen the place, technically, but they were so nervously excited about the prospect of a place in Brooklyn they barely processed it last time. The neat mosaic of posters and album covers, LPs and 45s, tiled like some kind of punk cathedral -- well, they probably look like they've stepped into one.]

Did you do all of this yourself?

[bit_awkward]

[HA! I wont lie one of the first things I always read is height and I was like he's a solid foot and a half taller, and then some. notmeherelovingit]

Don't live too fast. [It's like a bird call, he can't help himself.] And that's the thing about how slow I am. I think everyone expects space but, some require more.

[He doesn't really mind at all, he's thankful they didn't find it so weird that he offered to help. He's been there before, a transplant trying to make it in New York. It's tough, especially for an actual musician. Plus he's very familiar with the place and all so it makes it easy to carry his current stack of three fair sized boxes, bless his long arms!]

Oh goodness, how to best describe that? [Think, think, think.] So you know the feeling when you're around something great and you get all caught up. That's me all the time, and it doesn't take much to get me there. I'm old fashioned hand holding and quiet moments.

[He's still red but that's just what he does, it evens out a little when the subject is changed a bit to past apartments and his decor taste as they walk from the entryway up the steps his flat, the next spot is plain but its clear if they wanted to tack up a few things the landlord wouldn't care.]

I know how that is, I've been saddled with a lot of basement flats. Least the higher you go the less it smells. Seriously, it's a little trick! [He laughs.] And yeah, I've collected a lot of, stuff, over the years. Some of it's been junk you buy in big bulks and half the stuff you've got they've let rot away in basements and storages. But it can have new life. There's always a second chance for something better.