Gillion Tidestrider is the protector of his group and he is KEENLY aware of his position.
As soon as he was deposited in the donjon, his one anxiety was that he had left his friends behind. And it didn't matter if he knew that he couldn't escape on his own, he still TRIED. He would have searched and searched and attempted to break out on his own if he hadn't been interrupted by the donjon. Because he knows that he NEEDS to be there for his friends. And he KNOWS this because as soon as he came back he had no time to recover, he had to pull Jay and Chip out of the storm himself. He KNOWS this because Jay was relying on him to pull Chip together and Chip needed him there to tell him he was good enough to stay with the crew.
He is their tank, he is their healer, he is their emotional support.
And that's why he couldn't tell them about his life in the Undersea, that's why he has to be at the front of every fight, that's why he can't spare his healing for himself, that's why he can't cry in front of them, that's why he has to stay up into the late hours and train.
Gillion Tidestrider can't rest because his friends need him.
I know fanon Tim is practically like, the opposite of canon Tim, and the coffee addiction is one of the notoriously opposite things considering canonically Tim doesn't even like coffee, but the fact that it was started because Tim would fall asleep in places?? like, there is such a golden opportunity here and ppl decided to project their coffee addiction on him instead???
Cause imagine Tim who falls asleep anywhere. Tim who works and works and decides that he'll go to sleep after this one last bit but accidentally falls asleep in front of the Batcomputer. Tim who is found by Bruce, who goes all soft, picks him up and takes him up to his bedroom.
Imagine Tim having movie nights with Jason with the worst horror film that Jason arranged just to see Tim get scared except he doesn't react to any of the jumpscares because he fell asleep 5 minutes in. Jason doesn't know if he should be offended or impressed about the whole thing.
Imagine Tim just dozing off while he's trapping Damian so that he can't stab him and Damian doesn't realise until
Dick: ...and I wish you would stop but you– Tim?
Tim: ....
Dick: Is he... is he actually asleep?
Damian who has been trapped in his hands the whole time and thought that Tim was also listening to the lecture is more furious than ever because how dare Tim leave him alone in this.
New plan to murder Tim in his sleep coming up soon. (Because how dare he let himself be so vulnerable around Damian!)
Oh dont you worry that you make him too freaky, I (and a lot of others) absolutely love it. Now i am thinking about him rubbing himself between our thighs, telling us to squeeze our legs together tighter so i absolutely agree with him being a thigh enjoyer (and squeezing our chest during it)
I could ramble about it for hours (especially in combination with reader being tired or waking up to him doing it. Yes i am the anon who was into somno can you tell xD)
The feeling of the scholar's hardness pressing into you from behind tended to be something that made your words disappear momentarily, quickly followed by the grind of his bulge against your ass before you could recover. A tried and true method of teasing you, Dottore had clearly decided, especially effective when he had trapped you with nowhere to escape to. Being the type of man he was, Dottore had already stripped you of your clothes to properly view your bodily reactions, and to have easy access to wherever he pleased, while you could hear the rustle of his pants beginning to slide down just enough for his cock to fully press against your flesh.
"No need to be so tense," he rumbled, prying open your thighs to nestle his cock between them. "I believe you'll find this quite enjoyable as well." Dottore's fingers briefly grazed your damp cunt, some of your juices already making your thighs sticky from the way he tweaked at your chest before. Of course, he pulled away quickly. He liked observing how wet he could get you without direct stimulus.
Although the scholar was usually generously enough to let you become accustomed to his thickness, that was not the case when his cock was squished between your thighs. He let out a sigh the moment your softness enveloped him, shifting himself slightly to become comfortable as his thumb circled your nipple like it was a toy, before quickly starting to fuck your thighs at a fast pace.
"This is rather nice," Dottore commented. "It's a different sensation from fucking this tight cunt," he said as his hand slithered to rest above your hole, just barely out of reach from giving you a nip of pleasure, "but arousing nonetheless. Though I do think you can do better than this, my dear. Squeeze them tighter. I want to see how well you can perform."
You whined as you tried to comply, but you were more focused on how you could feel Dottore's cock nudge your aching cunt every so often, sending a delicious spark through your body that was infuriatingly not enough. Your juices had begun to run down your thigh from the intrusion, and he made well use of them to sloppily fuck your thighs, gliding up to your pussy, just enough to make you think he'd finally put it in, and then cruelly pull away to continue to make a mess of your thighs.
"Hah... just like that. You listen very well. It's much appreciated." The noises Dottore made, conveniently placing his head beside yours to groan right into your ear, no doubt on purpose to make your cunt drool more, and it was working all too well.
He didn't even need to tell you anymore. You longed to be filled so badly, the throbbing of your cunt almost painful - you felt so empty and yet he was right there - and you instinctively squeezed your legs in an effort to feel something. Clearly, Dottore noticed the sudden tightness, and chuckled. His thrusts grew more frenzied before he finally stilled and you felt something splatter your thighs, which shook unsteadily even though all you did was lie there.
"I knew you wouldn't let me down," he praises, pumping himself between your softness a few more times, though you can feel he's still hard. "Now... I'll give you want you want." Dottore lets out a pleased hum when your cunt instinctively squeezes his finger that he slips in, and you know he's going to have a lot of fun with you.
Quick question about A, especially for all my beloved mutuals who are on the ace spectrum:
What do you think A "suddenly" (I suppose it's not sudden, but I can't find another word that fits this context right now) feeling sexual attraction towards the detective (or N👀 or any other pairing with A you have in mind👀) would look like? Or...feel like, for them?
Do you think it would be different if they had never experienced that kind of attraction before? And if they did, would it still be surprising or unexpected for them considering they've gone 900 years (or maybe 600 if we're going with the A x N ship) without that feeling at all? Would it be an "Oh...oh" type of moment lol, like a more gradual thing that kind of snuck up on them, or would they be able to identify what it is immediately?
And what would that look like from the perspective of A's love interest?
(Please let me know if my wording is even slightly acephobic, I'll rework this question as much as I can to make sure it isn't because I do not tolerate queerphobia of any kind and I'd hate to post something that perpetuates it❤️)
so how pog would it be if ace was the last character to overblot in the main story and is the main obstacle that prevents the player from returning home
