Notes: just fluff! you can read the first set here - I. Stunned
A/N: i'm glad people liked the first set. i made some more!! should i do more/who should I do next?
this is mostly proofread, but mistakes may persist! thanks so much for reading!!
Donquixote “Corazon” Rosinante
Corazon ran his hand over his face, the exhaustion of the day washing over him. He opened the door to your shared room with a heavy breath, ready to collapse into the bed.
“Cora!” You perked up as he opened the door, turning away from the shelf you were pulling a book from.
The moment he looked up and saw your form, he froze. Maybe it was the exhaustion, maybe it was the candlelight, maybe it was the deep love he felt towards the woman in front of him, but whatever it was, Corazon, in that moment, forgot how to move, how to breathe, and how to think.
“I was thinking we could continue the book we started last night if you wanted. … Uh, Cora?” You noticed his stunned stance. “Love, are you okay?”
It wasn’t until you took a step towards him that Corazon’s brain reconnected to his body. Moving too quickly for his already clumsy body, Cora whipped around to close the door causing his coat to knock over a lamp on the side table. Turning around quickly from accidentally slamming the door, he attempted to catch the lamp before it crashed to the ground, but instead found himself tripping over his own feet, heading face-first into the floor.
“Oh! Cora!” You rushed over to help him up.
Sitting up, Cora met your eyes, blinked a few times, and snapped his fingers, calling on his Devil Fruit to create a silent space in which to speak to you.
“Darling, are you okay?” You asked, cupping his cheeks and searching for any injuries.
“Can I marry you?” The words tumbled out of his mouth.
“Rosi,” you giggled, “we’re already married, goober.”
“Can I marry you again?” He offered a goofy grin.
You smiled back, pulling him in for a sweet kiss. “I’ll marry you as many times as you’d like.”
Roronoa Zoro
“Are you even listening!?” Nami was mid-lecture.
“Yeah,” Zoro responded, knowing it was a lie.
The sun was high in the sky, the heat beating down. Zoro was trying to do some training down on the main deck, quickly regretting leaving the training room as soon as Nami ran up to him, jumping into a lecture on spending less on alcohol which quickly transformed into a longer discussion of all the money he owed her. She had exact figures, interest rates, and dates.
The sound of her voice easily blended into the waves hitting the side of the Sunny as Zoro turned the majority of his attention back to his weights.
“Hey!” Nami hit the back of his head, forcing him to look up.
Nami had meant to get Zoro to pay attention to her, but as Zoro looked up he finally took in the others on the deck, primarily you. Sitting on a soft blanket on the grass of the deck playing a board game with Chopper and Robin, a wide smile painting your face.
Zoro was left stunned. You looked so happy, and it filled him with a warmth he did not know what to do with, and so he froze, allowing Nami to continue her lecture while his attention had fully turned elsewhere.
Feeling his gaze on you, you turned to meet Zoro’s eyes. You offered a small wave and a loving smile.
Nami once again hit him, causing you to giggle just a little bit.
“Hey!” Zoro finally turned to her as she began to complain about him ignoring her. A few seconds later, you appeared at Nami’s side.
“Hey Nami, I don’t mean to interrupt, but I think I saw Usopp and Luffy drawing a map for a heist on the women's quarters. Your beri chest was definitely being circled when I walked by.”
“WHAT?!” She went rapidly stomping off.
You grabbed Zoro’s hand, pulling him toward the ladder up to the Crow’s Nest. He easily followed.
“We’d better hurry before all three of them come after me!” You laughed, hurrying along.
“They’d have to get through me first,” he smirked, lifting you up with ease to carry you over his shoulders to the safety of the training room.
Usopp
You loved to listen to Usopp’s tales. You could spend hours watching him narrate a story, following his wild gestures and bold poses. Sometimes you would sketch out his movements while he spoke, filling up multiple sketch books with your amazing Captain Usopp. Other times, however, you would find yourself so drawn in that all you could do was lean your chin on your fist, watching him with awe and admiration.
Of course, you knew his stories were more fantastical than realistic, but you couldn’t help being swept away as he described scaring away gangs from helpless villages and taking down sea kings with just one look. You knew that deep down he had that bravery in him, and that only made you love him more, though you had yet to tell him that.
Your relationship was new, only a few months old, though your crush had developed quite some time before. You had waited patiently to see if Usopp would make the first move until, eventually, one cup of sake too many led to you pulling him for a kiss at a victory celebration. Although that night all he could do was blush and stutter, the next day, you became official.
Today was another day of smooth sailing on the Sunny. The sun was warm, the drinks Sanji made were cool, and Usopp was in a particularly poetic mood as he began narrating a story of near-death blows and heroic victory. You sat cross-legged on the grass, watching him orate with a look of almost childlike wonder painting your face.
“And the beast tried once more to pounce, but I, the GREAT CAPTAIN USOPP, easily dodged. I quickly came around behind it, and while the people of the town sheered, I finally took down the giant monster. I turned to them to say, ‘Yes, I— uhhhhhhh.“ His story stopped abruptly as he made eye contact with you for the first time in a few minutes, completely losing his ability to speak.
The adrenaline in his body from telling his brave stories seemed to intertwine with the soft wind that swept through your hair, leaving him in a stunned state of pure admiration and love. You always listened, you always cheered him on. In the beginning, he had told his stories as a way to gain respect from others, then they were intended to impress you, but, in the last few months, he told the stories simply to entertain you and see you smile. He would do anything to see you smile, just as you were now.
Usopp blinked once, and as you started to ask if he was alright, the words barely made their way out of your mouth as he blurted out, “I love you.”
A blush formed on both of your faces as he seemed to realize what he had said, the tips of his ears turning rosy. He began to stutter, “I uh I mean— Well—,” struggling to find his words for the first time in hours as he tried to simultaneously read your reaction while attempting not to die of embarrassment. “Oh, what was that? Sounds like Luffy called for me.” He turned to walk away.
You quickly stood and softly grabbed his wrist, encouraging him to turn back around. As he did, his eyes remained glued to the floor. You ducked your head to meet his eyes.
“I love you too.” You said with a soft smile.
A bright smile took up his whole face as he asked, “Really?”
Fizzy I have no one irl to tell this to so I need to yap and word vomit in your inbox. I know there's an M&P AU where the reader ends up on the ship after Doffy finds her and to me it's so delicious. I feel like Doffy would be happy that his little brother has someone who loves him so much, but I also think he would fall hard and fast for her seeing the love and affection Rosi gets. He falls for her in the regular M&P universe but if he sees the care and attention Rosi (and let's be honest Law too because who wouldn't baby that boy - he deserves it!) get first hand it's 1000000% worse. This of course makes him envious and he has a hard time dealing with those feelings because he doesn't want to harbor negative feelings towards his baby brother. In (my interpretation of) his Perfectly Logical & Totally Not Weird Celestial Dragon Reasoning™️ he decides that him and Rosi should share the reader. If they share her, both him and Rosi get a cute wife to love & he no longer harbors negative feelings towards Rosi. He of course decided this himself and didn't consult either of them when making this decision because he's being himself about the situation lol. He just drops it like a bomb on both of them when he calls the reader "our wife." (Rosi and Reader are confused and then ready to shit their britches when he explains). I imagine the more emotionally savvy members of the family caught onto the fact he has feelings for and it became an open secret between everyone besides Reader and Rosi (who were remaining ignorant and subconsciously ignoring the idea). I 100% believe the family were secretly placing bets on how long it would take before Doffy's obsessive tendencies won out. If our poor reader ends up pregnant and finds out in this timeline Doffy is definitely being freaky saying shit like "our baby" instead of "my niece/nephew." Idk if you have anything else to add to this but thank you for letting me drop this Yumeship TEDx talk in your askbox - 🐢
Anon, this is EXACTLY how it goes. 100000/10 no notes. You nailed everything!
I really need to continue writing that AU it has so much POTENTIAL. Also I love the idea that Doffy just blurts it out one day cus he decided they're sharing Reader now. Which means...
Threesome 😏
Thank you for reminding me of this one it is so delicious and I loved reading through everything you wrote.
You are now dubbed 🐢 anon. Thank you for sending this ask! ❤️❤️❤️🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻
What do you think the Donquixote brothers' love languages are?
Doflamingo - buying you gifts, jewelry, dresses, purses, etc. Taking you out dancing either to a ball or the club & to fancy restaurants, lots of luxury dates with him, lets everyone know you're HIS, PUBLIC AFFECTION. Will make out with you.
Rosinante - words of affirmation, very vocal about his love for you, baking, picnics (he likes cooking for you even if it's dangerous he sometimes manages it!), sending you letters and leaving notes for you
Not me only now realizing that since I gave Reader good hearing it goes with the DQ Brothers.
Doffy covers his eyes to hide his emotions from the world, Cora covers his mouth so he doesn't speak to anyone in DQ Family, Reader covers her ears so she doesn't hear all the things Doflamingo is doing or saying.
The Donquixote trinity of "See no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil."
Why do I always notice these things so late about my own story 🤣🤣🤣🤣😭😭😭
Summary: You're a doctor at the hospital and after a mysterious man tries to burn it down, you head off to give him a piece of your mind.
Spoilers for Law's backstory
Word Count: 3.6K
Masterlist
The whole hospital was placed under emergency triage after someone set fire to the building. Supplies ran thin as the numbers of injuries from the fire grew. Visitors, patients and staff alike were not spared from the flames.
Once the chaos was more settled, you immediately began interviewing your colleagues on what happened, who caused this. Some said it was an arsonist who went crazy and burned the place down. Others said it was a terrifying nine foot tall pirate that was on a crime spree. The only thing that remained consistent from the stories that were spread was the fact that he was from out of town. So you started questioning local motel owners if they saw him. Once that ran cold you began looking into abandoned buildings at the edge of town. Eventually you found a man who fit the description you were given. Tall, blonde hair and a painted face. The last detail really made him easy to find.
"So you're the man who thinks it's ok to burn down hospitals?” You stood in the doorway of the abandoned house he was currently taking residence in. Your original plan was to send the Marines after him, but all the anger inside you came bubbling to the surface and you felt the need to confront him yourself.
He looked over his shoulder at you, barely giving you a passing glance.
“Only when they deserve it.” He replied coldly which only fueled the anger your felt. He did not regret what he did, the damage he caused and the people he harmed.
“Innocent people were hurt. Men, women, children. You really think they deserved that!" You yelled at him, “Not to mention the strain it puts on the staff. We don't have enough people to go around without you adding to the wounded.”
"Maybe then they'll think twice before they tell a kid he's better off dead.” That statement caught your attention.
"What do you mean?" you asked, giving him a chance to explain himself.
Your eyes flicked over to a young boy who was bundled up by the fire and glaring daggers at you. You saw the patches on his skin and immediately knew he had white lead disease.
You grimaced upon realizing you weren't given the full story. Of course you weren't. Not when it made your colleagues look bad.
They both expected you to run for the hill's just as every ill informed doctor had done before.
"Not gonna run?" He asked and seemed to brace himself for a hysterical response from you.
"Only an idiot would think he's contagious." you replied firmly “And even if he was, that's no reason to turn him away.”
"We can start by seeing what part of the immune system the disease is attacking. It will be hard to pinpoint without blood labs though.” you began to rant aloud, already going over your options of how you could help. It made him realize you were serious about your commitment to helping treat the kid.
"We can stay at my place--" you began to offer only for it to be immediately rejected.
"No." Your attention snapped towards him.
"What, you on the run or something?" You joked but there was a long pause, "of course you are. Ok. I'll just stay here with you. Get my things in the morning.”
Again you spotted the child glaring at you from the corner of his eye. While his care taker seemed to let down his guard, the child did not move an inch.
“His name's Law. I am Corazon.” He finally introduced himself and you gave your own name.
“So you have white lead disease.” You spoke to Law directly for the first time, "You must be from Flevence then. I am sorry. I can't imagine what you experienced.”
Law bristled at your words, not expecting for you to be so direct yet caring with him. Based on how he was treated at your own hospital, you assumed he has been met with nothing but cruelty since he caught the disease and was always expecting the worst from people since.
Law stared at you warily as if he was studying you, trying to figure out why you would talk to him in such a kind way. Why would you care about what happened to him? This only made you realize how guarded Law was. He must have experienced a lot of tragedy in the last few months and here you were trying to get him to talk about it.
"I am sorry. I–” you cut your apology short. “Why don't you focus on getting some rest instead." You offered.
“I'm not tired." He stubbornly refused as if he did not have dark circles under his eyes.
Corazon laughed at the kid, not caring if he offended the child because he knew it was all an act. Law has always tried to put on a strong front, but it never lasted. Law was still a kid who needed rest and Corazon was going to make sure he got it even if he had to make him.
“Yes you are kid. Just go to sleep.” Law complained under his breath but still listened. It only took a few minutes for him to fall asleep.
Corazon watched Law for a moment, his expression a mixture of worry and affection. It was clear he cared for Law. "You seem too young to be his dad. Why are you helping him?" You questioned.
Corazon grinned, "It's a long story. But the rugrat doesn't have anyone else….and he grew on me.”
By morning you went back home to grab your things. You didn't know how long you'd be gone, but you didn't care.
You quickly learned what you signed up for. Between completing research for Law and taking care of an accident prone Corazon you had your hands full.
You developed a routine. Early morning you would all eat together, usually whatever Cora was able to steal using his devil fruit powers. Then you would tutor Law in the basics of medicine. By mid day they would leave to run errands or visit a local hospital while you completed your research.
Once they returned you would help tend to any injuries they may have obtained while they were out. You fussed over the boys equally and even though he put up a fight, you could tell Law enjoyed the way you took care of him.
Corazon, on the other hand, would have the opposite reaction. He was usually nonchalant about his injuries since they were part of his natural routine. He never drew attention to them and never rejected your help like Law did. And if Corazon ever whined, Law would call him a child, wondering how he was the adult between the two of them.
At night you would all have dinner together before getting Law to bed. Then you and Corazon would stay up to talk, discussing topics that were too heavy to say in front of Law. Or, on better quieter nights, you talked about whatever came to mind. Those conversations helped foster a closer relationship between the two of you. Corazon also entrusted you with his secrets on those nights. His fears and doubts as well as details about his past.
So often he smiled and joked as if nothing was wrong and you appreciated being there to hold him up when his walls fell. On nights like that he hated sharing your attention with Law.
You could tell after one particular night when he started making a face while Law fell asleep in your lap. You casually brushed your fingers through Law's hair while Cora stared daggers at him.
“You're jealous of a thirteen year old right now.” You teased.
“Doesn't mean I have to like him hogging your attention all the time.”
“That's what got you all riled up?” you paused before continuing, “We can still talk you know.”
"I know," he grumbled, the tension in his shoulders slowly disappeared as he realized you were right. He was being selfish, needy, but he could not help it. There was something about your presence he felt a need to constantly seek out. "I guess I just hate sharing.”
You rolled your eyes and scooted over on the couch, "Come here.”
He listened, sitting down next to you and you
leaned against his side, "Better?”
At first he didn't know how to react or where to place his hands. It was adorable watching him panic, but you did not rush him. His hands awkwardly hovered over you until he found the courage to allow his hand to wrap around your waist and pull you closer. Law was still fast asleep in your lap.
“Your job as a Marine. Are you gonna go back to it after we fix Law?” you bluntly asked.
The question caught him off guard, you could tell by the way his hand tightened around you.
He hadn't really given much thought to the future beyond helping Law. It felt too hopeful to think of anything more.
He might of abandoned his duties as a Marine spy to help Law but he never intended for it to be permanent….did he?
"I don't know," he finally admitted.
“Could I go with you? Wherever it is you end up?”
"You really mean that?”
“I don't want to leave you. I am enjoying this. Being with you and Law. It feels like a family.” For a moment you wondered if you said too much. Regret filling you as soon as the words left your mouth.
Your words effected Corazon more than he expected. He never had a real family before despite longing for one for what felt like his whole life. He had not realized how much you and Law feel like what he expected family to be like until you brought it up. He never dwelled on it too long because family was something that was always taken away from him, but maybe this time it could stay.
"Family, huh?" he mumbled as if thinking aloud. Law suddenly stirred in your lap, disrupting the conversation.
"Let me put him to sleep real quick." You began.
"I got him." Cora offered, scooping Law off your lap with ease. He stirred for a moment, before shifting around in Corazon's hold to another equally comfortable position. His head was now resting against Corazon's chest who warmly smiled upon him.
"He's knocked out," he said quietly, “I'll be right back.”
Corazon turned away, carefully carrying Law through the house and into a small bedroom. Watching him put Law to bed felt so normal to you and stirred something inside of you. Like you were an average family.
He set the boy down on the bed, before he gently tucked the blankets around him. Corazon held his breath when Law stirred slightly, before settling back into a deep slumber.
He quietly returned to you in the main room. “You really want to put up with me that long?” He joked.
“I already do.” You teased back. “You can't get rid of me that easily.”
He beamed at you for a moment, “Fine then. Whatever happens after all this is done. You don't have to leave. Now go get some rest. I know you didn't sleep last night.”
"You're like a mother hen. First worrying over Law, now me?” You teased Corazon and pulled at his coat, “But I guess that explains all the feathers.”
He laughed at your joke and it warmed your heart. Although you didn't always have a roof over your head, you enjoyed being on the run with them. It was the happiest and most fulfilled you've ever been.
It took a few months of dedicated research until you were able to come up with anything of use. To avoid spreading false hope, you triple checked your work before you brought it up with Corazon.
"I think I may have found something. It's not a cure but a strong suppressant." You explained to him.
"It won't have any bad side effects?"
"Nothing in medicine is guaranteed...but the odds are as low as can be. He has to take these once a day with food. They have an unpleasant taste. I have a feeling he'll make a fuss over it, but we can mix it with food to make it easier to digest.”
Corazon let out a laugh, his lips curving into a smirk. He could already imagine Law putting up a fuss over the taste. "Yeah. That boy's a picky eater as it is. But good to know we can mask the taste. Might make things a little easier."
“It's a form of Chelation we can use to help him. It's when chelation agents are used to bond to the metal that's in the body and then it's naturally disposed. But since this is amber lead….I had to tweak it and I am not sure it will react the same way.”
He placed a hand on your shoulder and smiled down at you, “Hey. It's ok. Even if it just buys him time it's a big help.”
“But that's the whole point of me being here. If I don't cure him–”
“Nope. I am not hearing that.” He cut you off, “You're not just here to be a doctor for us. Not anymore. You're a friend and you've been a big help to morale around here. Trust me, Law's been a lot less moody since you've been around.”
“Really?”
He nodded to reassure you. "I've also been thinking of what you said last night. About us being like a family."
“I am sorry I know that was a lot to bring up suddenly.” You felt embarrassed by your past self confessing something so personal.
"You know the truth is this is all new for me. I didn't know what to do in the moment." His hand moved behind the back of your neck, his thumb brushing against your cheek. His other hand laid on your hip and pulled you close "But now I know. I want to be with you."
"I love you Cora."
"You...love me?" he echoed as if he needed to confirm that he heard you right. Then, once it hit him he grinned at you.
Those words coming from you made him feel a type of euphoria he did not know was possible. He laughed and buried his face against the crook of your neck.
"You're gonna be the death of me, you know that?" He muttered against your skin. "I love you too.”
Suddenly he realized how close he had let himself get to you. It was making his mission much more complicated. Before meeting you he was ready to risk everything for Law but now he hesitated because for the first time he had something to look forward to. It was also a dangerous sentiment if he really wanted to help save Law. He could not have something holding him back, making him worry about getting hurt.
Why did he have to admit he loved you? What was he thinking? Even if it was true he shouldn't have said anything. Especially not when he finally located where the ope ope fruit was. Now you would probably want to follow him there and end up putting yourself in danger. He couldn't allow that. He had to do this on his own. He just hoped you would forgive him once he returned.
When you woke up to an empty house you were furious. You found a letter that he left behind, a poor attempt on his behalf to try and explain his actions. You crumpled up the note.
Corazon was crazy if he thought he was losing you that easily. If he thought one letter would be enough for you to just sit around hoping he would return.
You thought over last night. How he kissed your forehead when you were drifting off before promising he was returning to bed. Was that a lie? Did he really leave you as you fell asleep?
If that was true he had at least half a days lead on you to who knows where. You quickly packed a bag with any clothing and supplies you would need for a long trip.
Half a day's lead or not, you were getting that dumbass back.
It took some time but you were able to gather enough information to figure out he was heading towards Minion Island. A snowy landscape that was only inhibited by lawless pirates. They were likely the ones who held the devil fruit he was looking for and you wanted to be there in case the worse happened. Because no matter how smart, skilled and stealthy Cora was, he was still a klutz.
You made it to shore just before Doflamingo placed the birdcage over the island. There was no turning back now. It didn't take long for you to find Corazon's body abandoned in the snow.
Your blood ran cold upon seeing him lay motionless on the ground. Fresh blood stained his clothes as blood seeped through from different wounds all over his body and covered the fresh snow around him.
Law was leaning over him, tears steaming down his face as he yelled at him to get up while trying to apply pressure to the worst of his wounds even though he knew it was useless. There was nothing he could do on his own.
You rushed in, throwing your bag to the ground and rifling through it for the proper supplies.
Law went ridgid for a moment before he realized it was you who swooped in to help. You watched tears form in his eyes once again as his lip quivered. Poor kid was barley holding it together. As much as you wanted to take him away from the situation you needed his help.
"You did a good job kid." You reassured him. "Just keep applying pressure while I try to stop the bleeding."
There was so much blood it made your stomach turn. You tried not think over who you were operating on. Whose life was now in your hands. It made the task all the more terrifying and the last thing you needed was more pressure on yourself.
Through the constant flow of blood, you were able to spot each bullet that was lodge into him. One in his arm, his chest, his side. You rhythmically extracted each object from him before stitching it shut and praying by some miracle there was no internal bleeding. Because if there was, that was it. There would be nothing you could do to stop him from bleeding out in the snow.
Law was a helpful assistant with surprisingly steady hands and a greater knowledge of medical treatment than you would expect from someone so young. He made sure you had light to see the wound and used a sponge to dab away blood when it pooled in the wound.
It took all night to get Corazon stable, and even longer to drag him somewhere warm. You monitored him all night, making sure his chest was still rising and falling with each breath.
You were by his side the moment he began to stir awake. You hovered over him nervously as he slowly opened his eyes with a groan.
"Corazon, can you hear me? Are you awake?"
"I am here sweetheart." He reassured despite his voice sounding hoarse and tired. You helped prop him up to a more comfortable sitting position.
He looked up at you with nothing but love in his eyes. Though his hand was shaking and unsteady, he still used it to reach out to you.
He felt like he didn't deserve you. He left you. Why in the world would you come back for him? Why would you forgive him? His heart ached with guilt.
He could tell that you really thought he was worth every ounce of energy you exerted.
"You really came all this way for me?"
"I am never leaving you behind."
He tried to laugh but it came out more as a groan with the wound on his side, "Stubborn woman."
For some reason that was what broke you. His laugh. It was like his laughter was a signal that he was safe. You let your guard down and immediately began to cry which made him panic in the cute way he always did.
"I am sorry. Don't cry." He panicked which transformed your crying to laughter.
"I am just so glad you're ok." You squeezed his hand, wishing he was well enough to hug, "Law's already seems to be doing better. It's only been a few hours but....I have hope."
You both looked over to Law who was curled up in a blanket in the corner of the room. You wanted nothing more than to wake him up and show him Corazon was okay, but then you remembered how exhausted he was. They both needed their rest.
"You should sleep now. Once you're feeling better we can head home. Figure out what to do next."
"Stay with me?"
"You're hurt."
"I don't care." He pulled you closer to him, "Please."
You paused for a moment before succumbing to his request. You settled beside him, making sure to lay beside him without putting any pressure on his injured body.
“After this. Maybe we can settle down. Find make home.” You offered.
He let out a content sigh, reaching out to hold your hand as he began to drift off to sleep. "Home sounds good," he mumbled sleepily against the top of your head.
hii, can i request a one piece matchup (with a good guy at least morally) ⸜( •⌄• )⸝?
here is my info:
name: boriana
gender: female
looks: 164cm; soft oval face shape with a slightly rounded jawline; large and round eyes, with a gentle, open look. dark irises and fairly long eyelashes; natural and slightly arched eyebrows, not overly thick but well-defined; straight and proprotionate soft nose, medium width; medium-full lips, with a fuller lower lip and a soft cupid’s bow; light complexion with visible redness and some redness on the cheeks(because of acne/ance scars) ; brown, curly/wavy hair with a purple(looks more of a maroon color) streaks. i have loose strands finding their way to the front of the face, framing it; has an hourglass bodyfigure; i have glasses that i have to wear when i read(im short-sighted)
-i've been compared to a doe and a calico cat. you choose which is better for me.
personality:
-im prone to acting childish around people i feel okay with/have nothing against them(not that i cant be serious, just my prefered way of acting around people i like)
-around people i dont feel okay with/have something against them i act a bit more like a know it all and have a sarcastic streak; but there are times if the vibes are right that i will start acting normally
-i am energetic in my way of talking always using gestures and am prone to being loud(something i get scolded for a LOT, i feel really bad after and usually stop talking because i got too excited and they told me to be more quiet)
-i am a good people reader but only when the reading isnt centered around what the relationship between the other person and me is(aka i am a good observer when i am not involved in the assesment kind of)
-i am prone to procrastinating and lazing around when it comes to my duties and also struggle with realizing the importance of time(i dont actively realize the deadline’s severity) which is why i work great under pressure and also because of this i need to be kept on my feet somehow because otherwise i’ll just be too comfy to do something(e.g. someone annoying me to the point where i cant just sit down or any similar way of stimulation)
-i am positive in my way of thinking and very rarely do i allow someone to bring me down (e.g. there was this time where my teachers told me it would be impossible to learn this one subjet and i just said ill do it and i managed to, even if i barely got a passing grade(note: i was completely new to this subject) usually when i am brought down it is by my rare but possible spiral episodes(where i spiral into all possible negative outcomes)
-i struggle following orders of authorities i dont respect and usually find ways to slack off on their orders or just flat out ignore them sometimes(my not-so-respectful-and-nice teacher told me to do my homework or else she’ll fail me and i still didnt do it, just came up with a lie to get myself out of it) i do follow them sometimes though, when the authority scares me enough
-i like escaping into my daydreams where i have powers/magic or anything that makes me and the world i imagine myself in fantastical or mysterious-for this reason i like to read and watch tv shows/anime with either action, mystery, fantasy, supernatural or any combination of those as a genre; i like to read about mythological creatures a lot(not stories about goddesses and gods but the creatures they create or are there before even the gods)
-i am really awkward around people i admire and sometimes try a bit too hard to impress them which leads to the opposite or at least an embarassing situation for me(more prone to jumping to conclusions when around these people)
-i am emotionally intelligent but also have an emotional mindset which makes it an interesting balance of things; not that i am not logical, but i am more used to using my emotions as the main drive
-i struggle to make deep friendships as i am not the most consistent person
-i am a kind person, though it doesnt seem this way sometimes since i am a bit slow to react when some situations happen and blurt out a rude response, not because i meant to, but because my mind works too fast for my mouth
-i like teasing and being sarcastic around people i like; i enjoy being a light tease(not too much, unless you’re my sister then you get the full tease package); i also enjoy bantering as a love language.
-i am not fragile sensitive, i am more like emotionally reactive + proud, which is a very different thing. i won’t get hurt easily, but i will snap back, get stubborn, or shut down if something feels off.
-i try to please the people around me by accommodating to their needs and kind of changing my temperament based on the person i am with. (i am not as big of a pushover anymore but i am a tad bit too nice)
-because of my occasional people pleasing i am prone to trying to fill up the silence because i am nervous that i cant control the silence and try to keep the conversation going(not only because of that i mean i genuinely like long conversations and i very rarely have those which is also why i like talking to prolong the convo)
-i really hate people who act like the victim or are extremely manipulative with their usual tactics being that they portray themselves as the victim/wise one/the one that forgives even if it isnt their place to be either of those roles
-i scramble to say things in an ongoing conversation (especially if there are more than two people in it which are me and smb else) because i struggle to remember what i'm saying/words in my native language(i find it really attractive if someone guesses my wording of things in a sentence)
-if i dont like a certain person i get a bit snappy at them if they try to annoy me (especially if they are people who have been also mean to my friends). to be precise i get a tad sarcastic (e.g. i would say "who are you to talk" if i feel they went way out of line and if i feel they didnt but still deserve a snide comment i would say something akin to "like you're any better",etc.,etc.)
-i dont like taking sides and try to see both sides of the conflict and therefore have potential to be a good mediator, but i have to learn to keep my reactions in check/my jumpyness
-i am prone to "mansplaining" and i want to get rid of that habit, but i hate not knowing stuff so i try to make it look like i do.
I am going to pair you with …
𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐨𝐧
【Ｔ𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐄𝐑】
You are everywhere at once.
Talking fast, thinking faster, jumping between ideas, getting loud without realizing, then immediately overthinking it after and shutting down a little.
Corazon sees that almost instantly.
And instead of reacting…
He just quietly puts a finger to his lips.
Not to silence you harshly.
Just a gentle “it’s okay.”
Your dynamic is built on soft grounding without pressure.
You’re chaotic in your expression.
He’s chaotic in a completely different way.
But when it matters?
He slows things down for you.
You start rambling, losing your words, trying to explain five things at once…
He listens.
Actually listens.
Then responds simply.
“You mean this, right?”
And somehow, he gets it.
Your tendency to procrastinate and only act under pressure is something he notices, but he doesn’t nag you.
Instead, he creates just enough disruption.
He’ll knock something over.
Distract you.
Break your comfort zone slightly so you can’t stay stuck.
Not annoying.
Just enough.
Your playful, childish side around people you like?
He loves that.
Even if he doesn’t say it directly.
You tease, get sarcastic, banter a little…
He reacts in small ways.
A flick to your forehead.
A quiet chuckle.
Your overthinking, especially in social situations or around people you admire, is something he’s very gentle with.
When you spiral?
He doesn’t overwhelm you with words.
He just stays close.
Grounding.
“You’re okay.”
That’s it.
And somehow, it helps.
Your emotional intensity, the way you react quickly and strongly, is something he never punishes you for.
He understands reactions.
He understands messy emotions.
He just helps you come back down after.
Your love for fantasy, mythology, daydreaming about other worlds…
That fits him more than you’d expect.
Because his world has always been a little surreal too.
You don’t feel weird for it.
You feel understood.
Your relationship is soft chaos.
You bring energy, imagination, and a personality that refuses to stay in one lane.
He brings quiet grounding, patience, and someone who helps you regulate without ever making you feel like you’re “too much.”
