#cybertatted

Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.  @cybertatted @eddiesdriven

    “VERA IS SO TALENTED!! She makes Van Gogh look like a Jerk Gogh. Heh. I am. So funny. Van Gogh. Jerk Gogh. Like Jerk Off. Literally I got like. The mastermind of a master dude! BUT YEAH! Vera! Like! Exudes! Chaos energy! ONE BRAINCELL! ALL CHAOS! And she’s awesome!! I’d put her. At like. Top five badasses in my life. And. And you didn’t hear me. But. I think she’s......more badass than Vance....DON’T TELL VANCE, THOUGH, PLEASE!” 

    “S-SEB TOO? I CAN TALK ABOUT POPPY’S DAD ALL DAY! Seb is like. Big. Big. Love filled. Friend shaped. Hot friend shaped. But like...friend with doctorate in being a sweetie Ripperdoc. But he’s...secret badass too. Secret badass man who I wanna work with on more gigs because I like him! He’s the best! OH! YEAH! AND HE LIKE...HE CAME OVER TO MY PLACE. And!! Helped!! With rehab!! After I died!! He picked me up off the ground so fuckin’ much!! With his big arms!!”

@cybertatted​ said:

“You can be very sweet when you want to be.”

There’s something to be said about the way Bastian was with his words. By nature Vance was a man who didn’t take much of anything in life too seriously––it’s partially the cause of his grief whenever he got himself into trouble, but there were always moments ( ones like this ), where it’s hard for him to pretend like he isn’t happy to hear those words. BASTIAN was a man who could play him like a fiddle so easily that it was laughable. Vera often commented about it, but the reality was, BASTIAN had him wrapped around his finger in the most devastatingly obvious of ways.

The goofy grin he gets when the ripperdoc speaks so gently to him, tender touch of his hand through Vance’s hair has him MELTING before he can even register what was being said.

He didn’t really say it enough, but he was SO IN LOVE with this man it bordered on painful. To be so at someone else’s mercy was an experience that even now was still so new. A small dopey chuckle escapes him as he reflects Bastian’s radiant smile, Vance stumbling a little over his words as he tries to respond in kind.

“Only for you baby–––”

HIS SWEETNESS, that was the subject of this little conversation was something Vance didn’t typically wear on his sleeve. Night City was a place that saw any semblance of kindness as something to be exploited, but he swore his heart MELTED every time Bastian looked at him. 

@cybertatted​ said:

“Didn’t die, I see.”

He’s sprawled across Bastian’s couch, bandages going up his torso from the NASTY encounter he had with an extremely overzealous Tyger Claw while out on a job. Fortunately most of the damage was superficial but given how messy it turned out, Bastian had wanted him on BED REST just to be safe. Vance admittedly liked having Bastian scurrying around constantly slipping in and out to check on him.

He was still so NEW to the entire ‘boyfriend’ experience and while he’d never openly admit it, the way Bastian looked at him with such TENDERNESS made his heart beat faster and made a certain WARMTH spread across him. He cranes his head back with laughter as Bastian speaks.

“Listen, it takes a LOT more than a little pin prick on the stomach to keep me down baby, you gotta know that.”

He’s playful as ever, smiling from ear to ear with an inexplicable elation that he could only chalk up to one of two things. Either the pain meds he was hopped up on were sending him to Cloud 9 or more likely being this close to Bastian for such a long period of time had him so over the moon that it was HARD to even think about anything else. 

@cybertatted​ said:

“I can kiss that better if you like.”

He smiles a little, sprawled over Bastian’s table as he glances over his shoulder with a small smile on his features, HEAD turned slightly to he can meet the man’s gaze. OH HOW infatuating he is that it’s almost impossible to bear the idea of not being around him like this all the time. He’s admittedly a little sore from the work he’s having done, BASTIAN always tried to be mindful of course, but that didn’t exempt him from pain. 

As such, Vance often times found himself wincing a little while sprawled across his work table with a small grin on his face. Bastian had been touching up one of his tattoos when the sounds of his words makes Vance smile wide. THE WAY he spoke always drove Vance to smile. This man was nothing short of a dream for him, and though Vance wasn’t always perfectly vocal about the love he harbored for him, there’s a MOMENT where fingers interlace with BASTIAN’S as their eyes meet and his grin widens.

“Baby your kisses make EVERYTHIN’ better...”

@cybertatted​ said:

❝ well, then it’s a good thing i’m on your side then, huh? ❞

“Ain’t that the truth–––”

He trails off, rolling back onto his back heel and smirking a little when he cants his head to the side, STUDYING the man’s form with delight. He wasn’t usually one to be so OPEN when checking someone out ( SEX-POSITIVE as he might be, he was at least subtle when sizing up how hot a guy was ), but with Bastian they had already crossed the threshold, so at this point he SAW no point in subtlety. Where was the fun in hiding it anyway?

HE WASN’T walking on eggshells and there was no worry of feelings being a problem, because in this RARE instance there was no problem with feelings. They’d entered with a clear picture of the rules of engagement and BY GOD would he be damned if he didn’t make a POINT to stop and appreciate Bastian in all his glory.

“Gotta tell ya, there’s a LOTTA things I fuckin’ love ‘bout you Bastian, but that ASS is fuckin’ killer.”

@cybertatted​ said:

❝ it’s hard to believe, but it looks like everything’s gonna be alright. ❞

He leans forward, lurching a little bit at the jerking motion of the van as he tries to keep himself from bleeding more than he already is ( AND THAT’S to say nothing of his attempts at trying to keep Vera safe while she’s more or LESS out cold ). Apparently Mikoshi had done more than RIP Johnny out of her skull, but needless to say they had quite a bit of work ahead of them. He exhales softly, glancing up at Bastian with a small ALBEIT weary grin on his face.

His body felt completely strained and there’s hardly awake at this point, but the words that leave Bastian’s lips are like a saving grace. HE’S SO relieved to hear his voice. So happy to see him alive and well. It’s the ONE thing he’d wanted. He wanted to see Bastian again, just one more time. But ever the HERO, he delivered and he got them out.

The ride is bumpy, obviously, and really they’re not quite out of the woods yet, but they’re so close. He grins softly, grimacing as he moves closer to the driver’s seat, head pressing against the PASSENGER as he winces in pain.

“Take us to Vik’s, Rogue’s got a plan, but we can’t follow her. Said she’ll regroup with us later at the Afterlife.”

He smiles a little, BASTIAN’S face is always so wonderful to look at when he’s focused. This glint in his eye that could SPARK a revolution if he tried hard enough. God how he admired this man more than ANYONE ever before. One hand gently touches his shoulder as Vance exhales softly.

@cybertatted​ said:

👀 

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