How to Play [ Comment with your character and preferences. ] [ Reply to others, using the RNG to determine your fate. ] [ Feel free to be as serious or as self-aware as you'd like. ] Prompts
1. Love at First Sight...or, at least, Interest. Hey little mama, let me holla at you. 2. Gradual. Your interest in this person is growing after getting to know them. 3. Excitement and FREAKING OUT. Oh my gosh, there's absolutely nothing you'd rather do than spend time with this person you want everything to be perfect oh gosh oh gosh. 3. Hormonal. Girls are so weird but they look so nice. 4. BFF to BF Your friendship is becoming/has become more than that. 5. Secret Crush You can't let you liking the head cheerleader or the king's daughter get out. It would be a disaster. 6. What is this...Love Thing? I don't understand love. What is love, baby don't hurt me --- 7. Unacceptable Your brain is betraying you and making you have gross emotions towards that person. 8. You Totally Like [blank]. Everybody knows your little secret. Guess it's not a secret, then. 9. MY LIFE IS OVER. You embarrassed yourself, so clearly no one will ever love you ever again. 10. Grouchy. Or Stunted. Remember how I said not just silly kids can get crushes? This is for all the adults who are finally feeling that fluttery feeling in their chest. 11. Dumb Shows of Affection. You want to show how much you care. These thoughtful gestures can range from not-so-dumb (she likes cookies, I'll buy her one!) to really dumb (I'LL BUY HER A LIFETIME SUPPLY OF COOKIES). 12. Forbidden Attraction. Everyone knows exes are off-limits. It's, like, the first rule of feminism. Also included are siblings of best friends, best friends, and cute people in general. 13. Ridiculously Over the Top. SHMOOPY POOPY CUDDLE BEAR! All sorts of pet names and inappropriate PDA here. 14. Fluffy Moments. Not necessarily dates, but just hanging out and having fun together. 15. Confession. I REALLY LIKE YOU PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME I carved this rock with my bare hands for you. Or maybe something more subtle. 16. Unwitting Object of Affection. Usually an older party or someone completely uninvolved with this malarky, but crushes know no bounds. 17. Adorable Kisses. Please don't let me miss, please don't bump noses... 18. Sloppy Makeouts. Put on "Stairway to Heaven" and go to town. 19. Arguments. You jerk! Look what you've done! I never want to see you again. 20.First Time Obligatory smut option, touch a boob, etc. 21. ANYTHING ELSE
{He only does 0-60, soul-crushing, love-at-first-sight crushes which by their very nature probably shouldn't be confessed to. Best #'s: 1, 3, 4, 5, 7, 9, 11, 12, 14, 15, 16, 17}
[ I'm so sorry for ghosting** you before, but I feel like this is the perfect thread for these two! if you still want to thread, I would love to put Ben in Dorian's time! just let me know ♥
( very much open to cross-canon; some character information is available here.
she's canonically very bad at hiding crushes/being romantic, so odds are she's the one accidentally revealing feelings, but also open to doing things the other way around! )
[Both Greed 1.0 and Greedling are available, though if you aren’t familiar with Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood canon, you should check my permissions or kinklist for an important note on Greedling if you want to do something sexy and/or romantic with that version of Greed. I like doing sexy and/or romantic things with both versions but I think that, if you want to do that kind of stuff with Greedling, you should know what you’re getting into first.]
Ling Yao | Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood | OTA
[Even with "everyone lives" AU, they still have jobs and they still work in the fucking mafia so yet again Abbacchio was up late with Buccellati in the Olive Garden or whatever going over papers and other things too boring for the little kids to stick around for. After all, even if their main business was crime related there was still a paper trail that followed it. Probably not as much as came with being an assassin or something, but Leone was used to watching Bruno pour over it like it mattered.]
[Because it didn't matter to Leone, he only stayed until Bruno got up and sent him home. He always stayed, until Bruno told him it was over for the night. He would hang off his every word, stare at him so longingly while Bruno read he was sure to notice but-- He couldn't stop himself. Since they'd met, since Bruno had literally saved him from killing himself, Leone had been in love with him. It had taken a while to admit he felt it romantically too, but since the very beginning he knew he'd follow him where ever he lead him. In love with him in all ways, no matter the outcome. If he had to sit here staring at Bruno pour over papers night after night until the end of all things he'd be happy with that. He didn't deserve anything more than that.]
[Even if he wished he did. He wished Bruno would love him back, the way he felt, but those wishes were often drowned out by alcohol to make him stop thinking about it, until the next time. Tonight was starting to become one of those nights too, Leone continuing to pour himself glass after glass of wine while he sat with his capo. It was red tonight, dry and sharp as he felt, but the taste didn't matter so much to him anymore. He looked up at the clock on the wall, leaning on one hand as he sipped at his glass with the other. He wasn't so drunk he couldn't function (and Abbacchio was the master of being a functional drunk, anyway,) so he hoped there was still a bit of time left... before Bruno sent him away again. He swallowed.]
Buccellati... Maybe you should get something to eat, it's been a few hours.
[Bruno made sure the little ones got their food but always forgot to take care of himself... that's where Abba came in.]
[There's a distinct comfort to Abbacchio's presence that's different than others. They don't need to say much to one another, and just having him nearby puts him at ease as he does the more tedious work. There isn't much joy to it, but he's never heard Abbacchio complain in the past few years. And truthfully... truthfully, it's entirely selfish to have him here for as long as he is. It's not like he's ordered him to stay, but there is the silent invitation until he sends him home.
He's eaten little, probably has had more wine than food, but that helps, too. Buccellati prefers to not dwell on what-if, what could have been, certainly not with Abbacchio. No matter what he wants, he's never one to push for this kind of thing, especially not when he feels like making a demand of anything with the heart could be too much.
He hears him, and Buccellati glances up, as if it hadn't occurred to him.]
Suppose I could continue these later.
[The papers are delicately taken, shuffled together, going into their folder and set aside to be finished after food.]
Abbacchio.
[He hesitates, because with this he always does--]
[He watches Bruno file the papers together so easily, everything in its place. Everything about Bruno was like that, it was why he hung onto him so dearly maybe. Nothing in Leone's life was easy and he was always very nearly close to giving up, but Bruno... Bruno kept everything moving like a well oiled machine. The schedule, the orders, all of it kept Leone grounded in a way he'd never felt before. He appreciated Bruno more than he probably would ever know, so... He always stayed.]
[It was why he stayed sitting when Bruno didn't tell him to go home. It wasn't an order. He set his glass down, lapping wine from his lips and giving his capo a wiry sort of smile.]
Let me buy you dinner?
[It just-- sort of slipped out. He didn't even mean it in like, the date way? He just... He just didn't want this to stop. He didn't want to go home, not yet.]
[Both of Buccellati's brows raise for a moment at that. It's like an invitation, but Abbacchio rarely ever pushes too hard on him, as opposed to how he acts with everyone else. It's easy enough to convince himself of the reasons -- he's Abbacchio's superior, capo, friend, but he hasn't forgotten how he's also said that he feels at peace with Buccellati.
So. There's that. And it's lingered in his mind. The most difficult part of his life is theoretically done, Diavolo dead and gone, Giorno as the Don now, but they are still what they are.
He smiles a little, just realizing how tired and hungry he is now.]
I'd like that.
[It's usually Bruno who does, isn't it? Always the mother hen, making sure everyone is in one piece and happy. It's a nice change of pace. It'd be nice, he thinks, if it was definitely in a date way.]
[Bruno shouldn't even be still doing this. He should be by the ocean, peaceful, doing something that made him happy. But Abbacchio would follow him where ever he went, and if he was doing something like that... He felt like he would be tainting it. He didn't deserve that life.]
Get whatever you want.
[It's not even snippy, he has the smallest of smiles on his lips. He stands up and sways a moment before collecting himself. He finishes his wine.]
You feed everyone else, take care of everyone else... Let me do it for once, all right?
[The moments in which he sees Abbacchio smile are rare, but they feel like a treat when he can see them. When he doesn't think the others are looking, especially.]
It's my job, but have it your way.
[It's his job, and he does genuinely care. He's always determined to take care of his men, even if it's to the point of forgetting himself on occasion (almost always, let's be real here).
Buccellati orders himself a swordfish a la siciliana. It's silly, but fish always makes him nostalgic in a bittersweet way, but that's much better left alone and locked in a mental vault. Which... does beg the question.
Maybe now isn't a good time. When is there ever a good time? Better now that they're alone.]
Abbacchio...
[Buccellati refills both of their glasses with the bottle that's been left behind.]
Are you. [There's a pause.] Are you content to stay in Passione, like this?
[It's not quite what he wanted to ask, but. Good enough.]
idk why i had abba stand up in that last tag wtf self im so sorry
[Abbacchio orders margherita because he always does. Pizza was easy on his stomach. More wine comes, too, water, bread and salad and sauces. Doting on Buccellati, of course, as usual. Leone indulges himself, drizzling oil on slices of crostini and chasing them with alcohol. The question catches him off guard, but he doesn't react much besides swallowing and leaning back in his chair, one long arm hooked behind the back of it so lazily. No manners.]
Am I content?
[He almost, almost, rolled his eyes. It wasn't often Bruno that elicited that response from him, only the younger ones and most often Narancia but nearly, he did. Was he content...? Content to stay at Buccellati's side, no matter what, wasn't even a question. He sets his wine glass down, and reaches to brush a strand of his hair from his face, behind his ear, gazing at Bruno until he can't hold the eye contact any longer.]
I'm content to sit here with you, capo, is that not enough?
[It would be easier to grit his teeth and tell himself that Abbacchio is already making himself clear. I'm content to sit here with you, he says. Is that not enough? He could tell himself that's all Abbacchio wants.
But he also says it's with him, Buccellati.
In order to help shitty nerves because he's never had to deal with something like a love confession before, he's taking a long drink from his glass. That'll help, probably.]
Would you want anything else, is what I'm asking.
I can't see myself doing anything else other than this. And I accepted that a long time ago. Better now that things have changed.
[He was so, so proud that Narancia plans to keep his word, that he'll go back to school, and Buccellati hopes he does something with it. The rest of them, it's harder to say. Mista couldn't be happier working for Giorno, and Fugo has his shit to sort out but Buccellati never blamed him for not coming.
So it leaves them -- the former officer and the son of a fisherman who grew up at twelve.]
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Alex Manes | Roswell New Mexico
Agron | Spartacus | M/M
AKA big dumb puppy crush
Barry Allen | The Flash | M/M ota
Basil Hallward || The Picture of Dorian Gray || M/M
{He only does 0-60, soul-crushing, love-at-first-sight crushes which by their very nature probably shouldn't be confessed to.
Best #'s: 1, 3, 4, 5, 7, 9, 11, 12, 14, 15, 16, 17}
no subject
**pun totally intended, I am so sorry ]
Hank Anderson | Detroit: Become Human [OTA]
faye valentine ☆ cowboy bebop ☆ m/f
keiichi maebara | higurashi no naku koro ni | m/f
kazami tachibana | root double | m/f
she's canonically very bad at hiding crushes/being romantic, so odds are she's the one accidentally revealing feelings, but also open to doing things the other way around! )
chiaki nanami | dangan ronpa 3 | m/f
Kenny Al-Bahir ( War at Home - m/m )
Levi Schmitt | Grey's Anatomy | m/m
Enid | The Walking Dead
Ned Leeds ( MCU ) OTA
radar o'reilly | m*a*s*h
Dominic Cameron ( Original - m/m )
Henry Cheng ( The Raven Cycle )
Pyra | Xenoblade Chronicles 2
mion sonozaki | higurashi no naku koro ni | m/f
Greed | Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood | OTA
[Kink list, and general permissions. Crosscanon and AUs and OCs welcome.]
[Both Greed 1.0 and Greedling are available, though if you aren’t familiar with Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood canon, you should check my permissions or kinklist for an important note on Greedling if you want to do something sexy and/or romantic with that version of Greed. I like doing sexy and/or romantic things with both versions but I think that, if you want to do that kind of stuff with Greedling, you should know what you’re getting into first.]
Ling Yao | Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood | OTA
[Kink list, and general permissions. Crosscanon and AUs and OCs welcome.]
Ash Jynx | Banana Fish
Please have a look at his warnings )
Jyn Erso | Rogue One | OTA
Miles Morales | Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse | M/F
hanamaru kunikida | love live! sunshine!! | f/f
Bruno Buccellati | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure | m/m
idfk all of them?? abba is a glass case of emotions
[Even with "everyone lives" AU, they still have jobs and they still work in the fucking mafia so yet again Abbacchio was up late with Buccellati in the Olive Garden or whatever going over papers and other things too boring for the little kids to stick around for. After all, even if their main business was crime related there was still a paper trail that followed it. Probably not as much as came with being an assassin or something, but Leone was used to watching Bruno pour over it like it mattered.]
[Because it didn't matter to Leone, he only stayed until Bruno got up and sent him home. He always stayed, until Bruno told him it was over for the night. He would hang off his every word, stare at him so longingly while Bruno read he was sure to notice but-- He couldn't stop himself. Since they'd met, since Bruno had literally saved him from killing himself, Leone had been in love with him. It had taken a while to admit he felt it romantically too, but since the very beginning he knew he'd follow him where ever he lead him. In love with him in all ways, no matter the outcome. If he had to sit here staring at Bruno pour over papers night after night until the end of all things he'd be happy with that. He didn't deserve anything more than that.]
[Even if he wished he did. He wished Bruno would love him back, the way he felt, but those wishes were often drowned out by alcohol to make him stop thinking about it, until the next time. Tonight was starting to become one of those nights too, Leone continuing to pour himself glass after glass of wine while he sat with his capo. It was red tonight, dry and sharp as he felt, but the taste didn't matter so much to him anymore. He looked up at the clock on the wall, leaning on one hand as he sipped at his glass with the other. He wasn't so drunk he couldn't function (and Abbacchio was the master of being a functional drunk, anyway,) so he hoped there was still a bit of time left... before Bruno sent him away again. He swallowed.]
Buccellati... Maybe you should get something to eat, it's been a few hours.
[Bruno made sure the little ones got their food but always forgot to take care of himself... that's where Abba came in.]
that sounds about right!!
He's eaten little, probably has had more wine than food, but that helps, too. Buccellati prefers to not dwell on what-if, what could have been, certainly not with Abbacchio. No matter what he wants, he's never one to push for this kind of thing, especially not when he feels like making a demand of anything with the heart could be too much.
He hears him, and Buccellati glances up, as if it hadn't occurred to him.]
Suppose I could continue these later.
[The papers are delicately taken, shuffled together, going into their folder and set aside to be finished after food.]
Abbacchio.
[He hesitates, because with this he always does--]
You don't have to stay. I can finish up.
[But he isn't telling him to go, either.]
god theyre just both pining for each other
[It was why he stayed sitting when Bruno didn't tell him to go home. It wasn't an order. He set his glass down, lapping wine from his lips and giving his capo a wiry sort of smile.]
Let me buy you dinner?
[It just-- sort of slipped out. He didn't even mean it in like, the date way? He just... He just didn't want this to stop. He didn't want to go home, not yet.]
If... if you want, I mean.
love is hard leone???
So. There's that. And it's lingered in his mind. The most difficult part of his life is theoretically done, Diavolo dead and gone, Giorno as the Don now, but they are still what they are.
He smiles a little, just realizing how tired and hungry he is now.]
I'd like that.
[It's usually Bruno who does, isn't it? Always the mother hen, making sure everyone is in one piece and happy. It's a nice change of pace. It'd be nice, he thinks, if it was definitely in a date way.]
So I can just order anything, right? [He teases.]
no subject
Get whatever you want.
[It's not even snippy, he has the smallest of smiles on his lips. He stands up and sways a moment before collecting himself. He finishes his wine.]
You feed everyone else, take care of everyone else... Let me do it for once, all right?
no subject
It's my job, but have it your way.
[It's his job, and he does genuinely care. He's always determined to take care of his men, even if it's to the point of forgetting himself on occasion (almost always, let's be real here).
Buccellati orders himself a swordfish a la siciliana. It's silly, but fish always makes him nostalgic in a bittersweet way, but that's much better left alone and locked in a mental vault. Which... does beg the question.
Maybe now isn't a good time. When is there ever a good time? Better now that they're alone.]
Abbacchio...
[Buccellati refills both of their glasses with the bottle that's been left behind.]
Are you. [There's a pause.] Are you content to stay in Passione, like this?
[It's not quite what he wanted to ask, but. Good enough.]
idk why i had abba stand up in that last tag wtf self im so sorry
Am I content?
[He almost, almost, rolled his eyes. It wasn't often Bruno that elicited that response from him, only the younger ones and most often Narancia but nearly, he did. Was he content...? Content to stay at Buccellati's side, no matter what, wasn't even a question. He sets his wine glass down, and reaches to brush a strand of his hair from his face, behind his ear, gazing at Bruno until he can't hold the eye contact any longer.]
I'm content to sit here with you, capo, is that not enough?
its all good!!
But he also says it's with him, Buccellati.
In order to help shitty nerves because he's never had to deal with something like a love confession before, he's taking a long drink from his glass. That'll help, probably.]
Would you want anything else, is what I'm asking.
I can't see myself doing anything else other than this. And I accepted that a long time ago. Better now that things have changed.
[He was so, so proud that Narancia plans to keep his word, that he'll go back to school, and Buccellati hopes he does something with it. The rest of them, it's harder to say. Mista couldn't be happier working for Giorno, and Fugo has his shit to sort out but Buccellati never blamed him for not coming.
So it leaves them -- the former officer and the son of a fisherman who grew up at twelve.]
I want you to be glad where you are.
sansa stark | asoiaf/got | ota
kd6-3.7 | blade runner 2049
Cassia Andor | Rogue One | OTA
Athrun Zala | Gundam SEED | M/F
Bedivere | Fate/Grand Order | M/F