you know what? normalize ruthlessly mocking men’s interests completely unprovoked the same way they’ve spent years mocking pumpkin spice lattes and pop music and animal crossing and the sims and every other completely harmless thing women often enjoy. I Love Revenge
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Yak hadn't answered Taem's calls or texts when she was concerned about his loss. He hadn't responded to her at all. He left her on read.
But when she sent "Help"
Yoryak Phadetseuk, the man you are.
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“Look,” you tease, your voice soft and your hands framed around Law’s face. You stretch your thumb to smooth over his cheek bone. “I’ve got the whole world in my hands.”
You only get a moment to appreciate the widening of Law’s eyes before he schools his gaze back into something more passive. Early on in your relationship, you might of over looked it - the gentle squeeze of your fingers in his as he reaches up to pull your hands away from his face —now you’ve learned to appreciate all of Law’s little tells.
“You’re ridiculous,” he scolds you, just a smidge too soft to not be fond. He places a cool hand on the top of your head.
He’s still not quite used to this, you know — how gently you treat him, your honey sweet words, or how freely you give him your affections. You’re soft and warm (“Too soft for this life,” he’s told you before, his fingers tangled in your hair. “How the hell did you end up here?” he’s asked, lips a breath away from yours).
To a man who’s grown up in the harsh cold, you and your love burn a little — like sinking into a warm bath after coming in from the snow. There’s usually a moment of discomfort before Law melts.
It’s a delight to watch this man, infamous in all four seas for his coldness, his capacity for cruelty, settle into being loved, to adjust to warmth and comfort. It’s gradual, the changes you see in your captain, your lover, but you’ve taken to cataloguing each one in your mind.
Tonight, if his hand lingers a little too long on the top of your head or you notice the tips of his ears redden with extra blood flow, you opt not to call him out as you press a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth and add it to your list.
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it isn't even a sex thing at this point I just think the only thing that can fix me is a kind priest with gentle hands and a patient disposition who truly views me as a creature of God, worthy of love, care, time, and attention because he believes I was made in His image
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