#askbrittglutt

[sweetredbeans]

Britton in a crop top heck yes: 10/10 will make Red blush.

[the-red-onceler]

Britton and I went to the fair that was in town this week.

[bubblemagician]

I suck at titles and summaries, but have some CandyApple 

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“Ah, just one left, help yourself, Red” Britton smiled at the demon, offering him the very last fudge brownie from the pan.

“I couldn’t possibly take the last one.” Red murmured. The demon was usually unreadable, but today he seemed a tiny bit more reserved than usual.

“Oh, but I insist, darlin’!” Britton pressed the tray to Red. Red looked at the Sin.

“We’ll split it” and before Britton could argue, he took half of the treat and downed it in a bite. Britton gave a light laugh.

“You’re precious, Red.” Britton took the other half and gobbled it up almost too greedily.

Red watched him, emerald eyes trained on the Pink Sin as he ate. That’s how Gluttony always was, feeding others, making sure everyone was taken care of, that no one was left behind. Even a guy who naturally melted into the shadows like him. Britton noticed that.

And despite his silence, Britton always remembered him, always talked to him, always smiled at him with those… pink… soft… sugar sweet lips…

Red WANTED to tell him. Explain how much he appreciated it, cherished their time, how despite being the powerful owner of a multimillion dollar industry, factory workers and employees and the world at his feet, he never felt as important or needed as when Britton spent time with him.

He was just so SPECIAL. The way he put him at ease, managed to bring him out of his shell, the way he made him smile again. Britton did what no amount of money or fame could do.

Yet for all of it, he was oblivious.

And that just- charmed Red even more. How selfless the so called “Deadly” Sin was. He genuinely didn’t think he was important, just your average Mama hen, no big deal at all, not worth too much.

Which was… Absolutely False. Red WISHED he could make the candy colored man understand. How important he was, how kind, how much he meant to Red, how much he was… Truly… Loved.

Yes.

Loved.

And today would be the day. He would do it. He would tell Britton. He would SHOW Britton. That he was… The most wonderful, most amazing being in the world. He was going to do it. Today wasn’t like yesterday or the day before. Red was going to break his silence. Today.

Today. Definitely Today. Today would be the day.

“Do I have something on my face?” Britton asked gently, placing an arm on the Red suited Ler, “You’ve been staring at me for a while now”

Red straightened up “No, you’re fine.”

“Well you feeling ok, Red? You’ve been kinda quiet… You running a fever?” and looking concerned, Britton pressed a pink gloved palm to his forehead. “I have some Tyelenol…” he started rummaging in his pocket.

Red almost instinctively cupped the Sins face in his red gloved fingers

“Actually Britton you do- have something - on your-” he raised Britton’s chin, bringing their faces together, his voive dropping to a tense whisper “On your- lip…”

Do it

Kiss him.

DO it.

Red’s heart fluttered, green gaze locked onto those sweet pink lips. He could breath the Sins cake fresh breath, warm despite his chill skin, his mouth slightly open from Red’s grasp, snow white fangs glinting in the dimmed light…

“Aw, I can be a messy eater at times” Britton tittered, licking his lips “That better?” he asked, blue eye shining in their usual wide, almost innocent way.

Red sighed and let go

“Not really…”

Tomorrow. Definitely Tomorrow. Tomorrow would be the day.

[psychic4hire]

My inbox is so empty, it reflects my soul-- *yelps as his side is poked* Britt, c'mon, not cool!! *throws a blanket over his stupid cute bf* Send me messages, seriously, anything, I need something to doooooo

[psychic4hire]

Well, the M!A is over (thankfully), but I think there needs to be a lil recap of what happened recently and at the Sin’s 2k15 Halloween party. So if any of y’all are interested, here’s what went down.

So uh... while I was in that M!A as a kid, I interacted with Gluttony, one of the Seven Sinlers. I vaguely remember what happened, but I do remember he gave me a letter and asked me to read it when I was an adult.

On the day of the party, Friday the 30th, I poofed to normal and found the letter in my pocket. The only thing all y’all need to know about its content is that he confessed to having feelings for me. After some thinking, I figured I’d catch him at the party to talk to him about it.

I arrived at the mansion at 8, and I came as Tuxedo Deadpool (which was really cool, by the way, I’ll post a picture when I can). I stayed in my Deadpool persona for a while, until I noticed that Britton (Gluttony’s human name) was working himself to death in the kitchen. I went to go check in on him, but I didn’t want to give my identity away so quickly that it could affect the party. Because of that, I tried to be a nameless flirt, which instead made our interaction turn a little awkward because he wasn't sure if he knew me. And I kind of panicked.

I uh... I wanted to court him, I guess? So I started to act like Loveler would by being cute and nice and helpful, but that worked too well to the point where Glutt thought “his VIP guest” hadn’t come to the party at all. And as the masquerade was reaching its end at midnight, I was eager to pull off my mask to tell him that I was here and that I felt the same for him. When I did, he was pretty surprised and embarrassed, but I finally got to have a dance with him.

...Er, long story short, Britt and I are now dating. And after the party, I stayed the night to keep an eye on him, since he was pretty exhausted. I made him breakfast the next morning, and I’m planning on spoiling him rotten until he’s rested up after such a great party. I’m really glad to be with him.

...and I’m happier than I have been in a pretty long time.