#rust ptn

hi !! Saranghae ptn pookiesss (🫶🏻´ ᵕ ` )

So it's been quite a while since I've decided to write a new drabble. I can't recall, maybe 1-2 weeks ago since I made a poll on who you want me to write about next. So here we are, Rust in the flesh!

And yess, there are headcanons with the reader too. Yay !! 12:00 AM thoughts ftw ! (edit: just finished this at 02:30 AM. Life's gudd I'm kind of happy with what I wrote.. I hope you are too!)

Thanks to Alecto for giving me the idea to write about 𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵 Rust when it comes to physical affection. Saw their post, immidiately agreed and started fan girling. Had to add it in I can't help it ( ՞꜆. ̫.꜀ ՞)

I just want to say sorry if my English is just not so metaphoric or just flopped. I'm a dead English prodigy.

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◟◟Rust is a man followed by crisis. Living in awareness that life is in fact temporary, especially if you are someone heavily associated with the Black Ring and it's circumstances. He seems to move like he'd disappear at any moment, trying not to cling onto things.

◟◟Despite hesitance, what truly drives him to live life is the idea of memories - he's driven by that concept. The meaningful moments of the life he has lived. From the countless times he has came back into a body that isn't his, his past life most likely felt like a fever dream - never something to surely miss. To him, it kind of felt wasted.

◟◟So Rust took the step in starting to document his life in the normal ways he's never thought of. Such as owning a small polaroid camera.

ִ ۫ ּ Memories

◟◟He wouldn't like taking pictures digitally, he thinks it's best if he had physical evidence. Digital pictures feel temporary and fleeting to him, modern day technology in general keeps him skeptical (I bet he loved the 2000s). And maybe in a new body, he'd find his way back to that picture.

◟◟Rust owns a photo album to go along with his camera. He likes to take pictures at moments that felt special to him. He'd write specific dates, little notes. Not too detailed. "Chief smiled for the first time in weeks," "You looked excited here, it's cute". It could be a picture of you and him at a place where you two had a meaningful talk, heart to heart, somewhere in an empty sidewalk close by to a beach at sunset. Where the breeze touched skin in a familiar warmth that only the heart can replicate.

◟◟Of course he'd do everything he can to capture a moment, even through words. He also owns a notebook/personal diary. Far more detailed than visual moments. He writes his own thoughts philosophical in some ways, or simply spoke about what happened that day. Things he may not want to forget, or things people have said - not for evidence, but just something to make him smile at the thought of them.

◟◟He in fact writes a lot about you. The smallest details you don't even notice - from the way your eyes gaze at your surroundings, to how you'd lightly itch your cheek when you ponder on something. If he's forgotten about something regarding you, he'd definitely take it down. And memorise your preferences like it's rules he can't break.

◟◟Has a habit of keeping small things with him, and people don't notice it. He keeps things like expired train tickets, dried flower petals he found at the side of the road.. No wonder his vest has so many pockets...!

"Time has a habit of swallowing small things away. People see them once, and never spare them another thought.. Even though they may be fragments of what remains from a memory. I'll hold onto this one."

- ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʰᵉ'ᵈ ˢᵃʸ !

ִ ۫ ּ Preferences & Habits

◟◟Rust likes to sit in areas that are quiet and dimly-lit (as someone who hides in the shadows). He's all about action as a sneaky agent himself, making outsiders think he's some man for mischief. In reality, he's a man who gets tired of all the noise and wants to sit in silence. With someone, of course - ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ♡

◟◟Loves his morning coffee with a pinch of sweetness and warmth. It's fitting since the morning is a gentle hour. Where beings groggy in sleep are meant to treat themselves gently before they start off their day. Likes accompanying his drink with a good mystery novel or newspaper. (he's a man who barely scrolls on his phone, be like Rust🫵🏻)

◟◟If stressed or at night, he'd take his coffee bitter. It's the acerbic taste to fill up his senses to keep him alert.

◟◟It really does explain why Rust is likely a night owl. He'd recheck his albums, read over a novel he needs to catch up with, or watch a show on the TV (I think he likes comedy, horror, and of course thriller/mystery).

◟◟He's a fanboy of Bruce Wayne and Tony Stark, fight me.

◟◟ He does enjoy challenging his thought process a lot. He likes to guess about plots, theories; the type of guy who probably has owned several crossword puzzle books. You do have to remind him every now and then he needs to take a break if he's taking it too far to the brink of insomnia (he claims he's never tired).

ִ ۫ ּ Relationship With Sinners

◟◟a lot of sinners will find themselves talking to Rust. Some get an ominous feeling about him, so they prefer not to. He is a man with tricks up his sleeve after all. Rust does look scary but once you get to know him, he's a nice guy!

◟◟He's a pretty chill dude so he doesn't really have preferences on who he wants to talk to. He's hard to get angered by someone. Think - ragebait monkey - that's him.

◟◟father figure towards younger sinners. He understood how it felt being treated roughly as a child and the backlash that came with it.

He hands them candy at times, asks if they ever needed anything. And this man literally listens to a kid's nonsensical or unnecessary rant. A child could be going on and on about their favourite game to play, and he'd engage, as if he's giving proper attention towards a child. He's so patient.

◟◟Playfully teases kids with magic tricks, the old-fashioned tricks like taking a coin out of someone's ear. He would actually break into laughter after a kid's dramatic reaction.

◟◟Christina always finds herself with Rust. Looks up to him as a great detective of some kind. Wishes to become his next apprentice after finding out about Hypatia's experience with him. Of course, Christina also approaches Hypatia as well, pressing for knowledge like an eager interviewer. Hypatia? Flustered by the attention as she's unable to explain how.

◟◟He might enjoy talking to Anne. She seems very sweet, polite and gentle-spirited, something Rust might cherish in a person.

◟◟Has seen Hella's attitude from afar and immidiately caught his interest to fool the girl around a bit. Her reactions seem priceless to him. (and Hypatia proceeds to respectfully tell Hella and Rust to cut it out). He'd call Hella 'pipsqueak' in terms of youngster. He'd probably team up with Synex too just to annoy Hella for the laughs.

◟◟Speaking of Synex, Rust would definitely engage in conversations with Synex. They're both familiars of Hypatia after all. And I think Rust would be intrigued about Synex's appearance and about Aurum Secretum.

ִ ۫ ּ You & Rust ♡

◟◟Rust is an absolute gentlemen. If you need something from him, he'd do it without hesitation. You tell him to help you put on your shoes, and he'd do it because he loves you. He makes sure your comfort comes first before his own. And if you insist for his comfort to go first? Now now, sweetheart.. He's already fighting the urge to kiss you on the spot.

◟◟Cares about you a ton. Treats you like something sacred to him; he's protective over you. He'd stand close to you just to keep you safe. Not making it look too obvious. If your relationship seems known, then he likes to hold arms or hands with you, whichever you like.

◟◟He doesn't like to show anyone his album and diary unless it's you looking into them. You'd sit with him in his softly lit room at the brink of midnight, and he flips over the pages of his album deliberately, gazing at several photos as if reminiscing of why they were taken to begin with. You'd peep to have a look, paying upmost attention to this man's softest side he dare not show. To a man who's shown a front capable of managing anything that crosses his way, who handled burdens as if they've never impacted him. He shares what he trusts you to see, the depths of his heart.

He'd trace a finger over one photo delicately,

"Moments like these.. They define who I am. I want you to be in those moments. Will you?"

And of course, you nod.

Ever since then, he made sure you were mentioned often. Between notes, between pages. You were now apart of his life, apart of him. Someone he could for once love and cherish without feeling guilty of withering away. You gave him purpose to push further. To live another day without fear.

◟◟When it comes to physical affection, he's not one to show it so often. His love language is most seen as acts of service, quality time, and affectionate words.

Rust likes to give a quick kiss midway a hug or farewell. Preferably on the cheek or forehead. His hugs are grounding. He really holds you in place but not too harshly, he holds you as if he's afraid of tipping you over if he held you the wrong way.

Yet when he does engage in physical affection, it's a fiery spark. You know immidiately it's love, something he'd never show anyone but you.

He's the kind of man that takes hold of your wrist, his hand creeping it's way in a feverish feel to your palm, grasping it gently. Claiming it. The faintest kind of touch as light as a ghost brushing past, sending shivers climbing your spine. Rust leans slightly, heated breath fans on the bare skin of the back of your hand. He then kisses it, Starting off measured, too careful like a dreamy waltz. He's purposely making it electrifying for you, keeping his lips in such awful feeble contact with your own hand, a fleeting moment that makes you crave more.

He makes his way from the back of your hand to the pulse point at your wrist. Tilting your hand back just enough to see veins. Letting his lips linger there. He'd even nip at it to get a reaction from you. A soft tease of his. Making the simple act of touch feel monumental.