15, 46 and 49 for Ianto please <3

15. 

Something that grosses your OC out?

Snot. It makes him gag.

46. 

A word that your OC can’t stand?

He doesn’t have a specific word, but he can’t stand most business jargon or dudebro words, like: “

guesstimate”, “

monetize”, “

agreeance”, things like that.

49. 

Your OC’s most prized possession?

The engraved fountain pen his father gave him the day he got his PhD. Also, a bullet casing he got from Vanya that I can’t talk about because spoilers.

Ask me an uncommon OC questions!

Patching up a wound for Vanyanto please (sorry, I don’t how to make the symbols on mobile lol)

“You really shouldn’t have done that,” Vanya said, carefully guiding Ianto to the padded chair in front of the rickety table in the dirty motel room. 

“I’m usually better at not exploding myself,” Ianto said, offering out his hand. “But I was in a time crunch, and briefcase bombs are more of an art than a science.”

Vanya pulled the stolen medical bag closer and dug for the tweezers and disinfectant. He was a little proud and a little ashamed at how little Ianto flinched at the whole process right now, having been through it so often. “Don’t you professors always tell to check work before using?”

Ianto chuckled. “That wasn’t forefront in my mind with you kidnapped, no.”

Vanya turned Ianto’s palm over in his hand, impressed with the softness. With the trust as he dabs at the shrapnel wounds. Not deep and most have stopped actively bleeding now. He doesn’t know a single other person in the world who would willingly offer his hand out. Vanya’s pretty adept at breaking fingers, after all.

He’s much worse at actually bandaging anything, so Ianto helps with his good hand, guiding the gauze wrapping with Vanya and not letting him go overboard with it. “They didn’t hurt me,” he said.

“I didn’t give them time to.”

It’s nice like this. Sitting close. Ianto loves to lean closer than necessary and let Vanya take deep breaths of his cologne. He likes to touch, too. Seemingly-innocent brushes of hands and shoulders that somewhere along the line had morphed into a lot more sensual acts.

“I hope your hand does not scar,” Vanya said suddenly.

Ianto blinked. “Who cares if it does?” he asked.

“I do,” he answered, kissing the spot where he’s taped the gauze wrap down and giving Ianto a feral smile before finally releasing him. “I’ve never had such soft hands on my dick before.”

That startled a laugh out of Ianto. “You sure can ruin a moment, Red. But in an effort to be the best lay you’ve ever had, I’ll do my best to not ruin my hands.”

“That’s all I ask,” Vanya nodded, standing and retreating to the bathroom to clean up the tools and smiling to himself when he heard Ianto mutter, “asshole.”

39 for the prompt. I’d say Vanyanto (because I always say Vanyanto lol) But it almost sounds more like something a friend would say. Ash to Kaidan maybe?

“You, my friend, are a filthy sinner, and I approve wholeheartedly.” I think this could go either way, but I like Ash and Kaidan so that’s where I’m going with it!

Kaidan is not religious by any stretch of the imagination, but he respects Ashley’s faith. It’s kept her alive and fighting, and some days that’s all they’ve got. Even on shore leave.

Maybe even especially on shore leave.

Ashley had said last night that Kaidan could use some letting his hair down on occasion. Not that he disagrees. He’d deferred to her guidance on the matter, and as he slowly climbs back to consciousness, he’s fairly certain that trusting her had been the biggest mistake of his life.

He’d promised to go to church with her to repent, but now he has no memory of his sins. There was too much alcohol last night.

And Ashley Williams is now sitting on the edge of his bed, fresh-faced, dressed for church, and smiling like she won the lottery.

“Am I dead?” Kaidan’s voice sounds like it’s been shredded with razor blades.

“Nope!”

She’s right. If he were, he’d be feeling better. “I don’t remember anything.”

She arches an eyebrow. “The clubs?”

“We went to more than one?”

“The casino?”

“Am I broke now?”

“The karaoke?”

“That didn’t happen.”

She laughs. “You’re gonna have a rude awakening when you check your extranet fan site.”

He groans. Williams plays a dangerous game. “Anything else I should know about before I show my face to the crew?”

She stands and her smile turns genuine with a hint of something else. “You should probably talk to Skipper at some point. You kinda… said some pretty big things to him.”

Oh, no. No, no. Shit. No. Fuck no. God, no. He didn’t remember. He really didn’t remember. He slaps his hands over his eyes. “I’m never leaving this cabin again.”

But Ashley is having none of that. She gives him some painkillers, water, and hauls him up to get to the showers before church. She’s not asking; she’s telling him it’s necessary today.

As Kaidan drags himself towards the communal showers, he catches Shepard’s eye. His first instinct is to apologize profusely, but it’s disarmed when the man winks at him and saunters off.

Kaidan stops and glances at Ashley. “What did I say to him?”

She grins. “Lots of things, not limited to what exactly you’d do to him given the chance at some one-on-one time. You, my friend, are a filthy sinner, and I approve wholeheartedly.”

Iantoooooooo

I figured that I could count on your for this!

PROS:

– Is completely, unerringly loyal. He will never even look at anyone else when he’s in a relationship.

– Is a fantastic cook. He doesn’t really tell anyone, but he adored home-ec in high school, and as a kid, hovered over his father to teach him how to make all of the traditional Japanese dishes. He also took cooking classes through college.

– He’s extremely indulgent. He always gives gifts, takes the vacations his partner wants, and will go out of his way to make his partner happy.

– He’s the best big spoon in the history of ever.

– When he falls in love, it’s for keeps. He has never been the one to dump a lover before.

– He’s easy-going. There’s not much he’s unwilling to do or try.

– His perfect smile will knock your fucking socks off.

– He is very good in bed. And very pliable to try almost anything once (see above about his easygoing personality.)

– He loves cats.

– He will gladly make you something for you to blow up just for funsies.

CONS:

– He’s pretty self-centered. He doesn’t have much in the way of empathy for anyone or anything that doesn’t affect him directly.

– He’s naive about how bad the world can actually be. He wasn’t sheltered, but he grew up in good neighborhoods and nothing truly awful has ever happened to him. He doesn’t fully appreciate how dangerous life can be, which leads him to taking unnecessary risks.

– He is petty. He goes tit-for-tat in an argument and sometimes just wants to “win.”

– He gives up on himself too easily. He’s used to being good at everything, and actively avoiding things he’s bad at. So, if he has to confront something he sucks at, it makes him upset and sometimes angry.

– He is meticulously clean and will lecture you about leaving your socks in the bathroom or a book in the wrong place.

– He snores a little.

– He doesn’t always know when he’s hurt his partner’s feelings, especially if he’s made them jealous for some reason. He’ll go on and on and on about someone he likes or admires until it’s horrible.

– He hates to apologize.

– If he doesn’t make the coffee, it will never be good enough for him, and he’ll say so.