Hi everyone!!! I made a strawpage!! Feel free to ask questions about my shipps, my interpretations of characters and the story, as well as requesting threadfics/fanfics
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Also why the fuck do we equate being dom to being mean/rude/sadistic like. Not what dom means guys. A dom can be mean/rough but not because theyre a dom, thats another category😭
top/bottom and sub/dom discourse never stops being the stupidest shit ever to me im sry but like tell me you dont know anything abt bdsm w/o telling me when u say "[char] would never be a dom bc theyre too nice/protective" like. quick question are you genuinely fucking kidding me
@cakepoops2 LMAOO NOO POOR ZHONGLI
IMAGINE sad, glassy eyed zhongli with a comically large bag of mora staring at a random, ancient comb in an auction (nothing has combed his hair as well as it since he left it)
Pantalone’s cologne must smell really good… especially after he worked all day making money and doing evil, and the rich cologne mixed with the faint cigarette too… a total heartthrob who’s tall, dark, rich, handsome, when he laughs it’s “ha 💰 ha 🥂 ha 💵 ha 🏦 ha 💰ha 💳”
And when he comes back, all smiles and so affectionate, Dottore pretends to not notice the reddened, glassy eyes, pretends to not see the distant eyes and, most importantly, chooses to ignore how Feofan doesn't kiss him before falling asleep.
Feofan laughs. "My apologies. It seems you've misunderstood my silence."
"Then what is it that afflicts you?"
More silence. Dottore sighs and opens his mouth to further inquire, but he's interrupted.
"You underestimate how exhausting my job is."
He tries to place a kiss on Pantalone's shoulder. Tries to hold him tighter. But it all comes to naught when Feofan sits up.
"Feofan?"
"I'm going to wash up." He wraps himself on the robe previously discarded on the nearby nightstand. "Excuse me."