♡ tsuneo 2 bae
PUT A ♡ IN THE ASK IF YOUR MUSE HAS A CRUSH ON MINE.
"..." with a faint blush, Bae smiles shyly, darker pink soon colouring his cheeks and ears before he turns to shuffle off and lift something heavy somewhere else.

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♡ tsuneo 2 bae
PUT A ♡ IN THE ASK IF YOUR MUSE HAS A CRUSH ON MINE.
"..." with a faint blush, Bae smiles shyly, darker pink soon colouring his cheeks and ears before he turns to shuffle off and lift something heavy somewhere else.
Michael’s thoughts on seeing Bae for the first time went as follows:
1) WHY IS HE SO BIGG IS HE AN ANGEL OR NEPHILIM?! MY KNEES ARE GONE IF HE CHARGES ME
2) Isn’t he cold? (Tiddehs were out)
3) He… is so PURE and his hands are anointed. PROTECT HIM.
What was your muse’s first thought when they saw or met mine?
me, looking between what michael thinks of bae and what i know bae gets up to on webcam and for cash:
Elijah is good to Bae, he’s broadening his horizons sexually, definitely. They work well together and their sex life is met by both ends…. But when Elijah’s buried down rage snaps. Maybe Bae enjoyed others too much for Elijah’s preference one night, where he wanted to be selfish but Bae loved to be seen and wanted. Maybe it’s a build up of work life, being married (even if it’s good it’s a change and struggle), an argument that one or the other swept under the rug and now there’s a fist size hole in the wall of the apartment because Elijah can handle sex and that intimacy but emotionally he’s stunted and broken and has no clue how to navigate that road other than letting it lead to anger.
send me a scene that happened in canon and I’ll write in detail how my muse felt in it!
bae: concerned
me:
it's not fear that bae feels when elijah's fist strikes that wall. not really, not past a quick jolt of surprise - simply because he cannot fear elijah. elijah had become his safe space. the person that he bares all too, that on numerous occasion he had given his free will over to and someone who had only delivered freedoms and pleasures when given that trust.
however what he does feel is heart ache. in such a quick amount of time his husband had become someone so precious to him, that to see him hurt (both from the hit to the wall but also the emotional anguish that he is going through) really hurts him. he's hurt for elijah, but if elijah shuts him out and refuses to talk, he'd be hurt by him as well.
the trust and the openness has to go both ways or they'll have their first big problem as a couple. what bae does have, however, is an endless amount of patience and understanding, if elijah will just let him in, which will be the big test.
even dom husbands need soft lovings and boundaries set sometimes. if he wants all of bae's attention or to reign back on the attention to other people he's got to communicate! we all know the extra people is fun, but bae's real kink and obsession is elijah anyway!
💍 Elijah @ Bae
💍for our muses to wake up married after a night of heavy drinking | elijah & bae
With a faint, sleepy grumble, Bae turns his face into the warm, silky bedding under him, sluggishly roused to waking consciousness as his head starts to thump. Oh... alcohol. It wasn't only his head that seemed to bare witness to the night's previous activities. His back aches, as muscles shift under tan skin, broad, defined shoulder blades rolling as he groans again, feeling them stiff and aching. Not to mention the straight, sharp red lines across his skin... like that of a cane or whip.
His neck was also seizing as he rolls his face once more into squishy pillow and his right buttock seemed to sting. Unbeknownst to him, it was the reddening bite mark pressed into the firm globe that caused that particular sensation. Now and when it had happened.
Groggily Bae lifts his head, bleary eyes blinking as his lips smack together and he gives a sort of dazed gaze around, laying on his front, half sprawled across a bed that was not his own, naked as the day he was born... that's interesting. Lightly turning he intends to roll onto his front, gather up the sheets to cover his junk but his process is halted by a loud jingle beside him, as his eyes widen and glance over at the handcuffs currently tethering him to a metal bedframe. "Oh god.." he murmurs, throat gone dry, as suddenly more of the night starts to come back to him. "Oh god!"... and there was the rest of it.
what are some of the worries bae has on a regular basis?
Ask my muse personal questions: Bae
Oh what doesn't he worry about? Money, the future, not having a clear set future. Will he date any time soon or is he destined to be a single pringle?? Will someone find his OF account?! That's a big one!
Then second largest worry after that is his grans failing health. She's in her 70s, she isn't going to last forever. She wants to see him married off and having children but Bae just doesn't think he can do all of that - not in time or maybe even at all, so that's a big worry. What's he going to do when she's not around any more? Who will run the stall? Where will he live? She was also his mother and his father so he can't imagine losing her.
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[bae - if not wanted, totally understood.]
// asdfghjk I would struggle cuz I have no context, as they've not even flirted! haha but i feel like a cheek kiss would be so cute and have Bae blusshhiinggg
♡ - easily distracted by bae from time to time. hm.
PUT A ♡ IN THE ASK IF YOUR MUSE HAS A CRUSH ON MINE.
-gets Bae to lift something real heavy just in their eyeline-
oops
feeding him homemade fruit jelly while he's in a hot bath bath after a hard day of work... a nice full body massage... """massage'""""".. [tsuneo to bae]
Send in the dirty thoughts your muse/s has had about mine!
"Ah, I've got such an ache.." Bae grumbles, hand grasping his broad shoulder, as he slowly rotates the cuff with a swing and lift of his arm, groaning as the tight muscles ache and strain. Ribs bared by the lifting of his shirt and a cut of obliques, before he looks up and notices a customer.
"Hi, what can I get you? Strawberries?" He asks, because the man was stood there, holding a punnet of strawberries... looking at him.