#this is literally my boyfriend

[alwyswnadie]

this

[emo-protagonist]

[riuhere]

They are constantly on my mind 24/7. I literally can't get them OuT of my hEad-

...Yup... I'm screwed-

Triad Au belongs to @novelcain

Vault Hunters AU & Eternal Servants AU belongs to @emelinstriker

Twice As Bad AU & Monster Boyfriend belongs to @semisolidmind

Bone King Au belongs to @ninjasmudge

Cross belongs to @jakei95

[umblrspectrum]

i got lazy in the second panel

[ursamajori]

hey so we put your boyfriend in a tabletop campaign and now he has a martyr complex. yeah he got protective to the point of being self sacrificial due to his lack of self worth. we gave him a found family so he had something to live for but instead he’s just committed to being a human shield to keep them safe even if it kills him. sorry

[symphonyofsilence]

What drives me even more insane about this scene is how you'd expect Gojo to imagine High school era! Geto in the crowd. Or at least not the cult leader, worst of all the curse users Geto Suguru. But no, it's the cult leader Geto. It's Geto as Gojo last remembered him. As Geto last was. Whatever choices Geto made, wherever his choices led him and them, however he was, whoever he was, traumas and messed up ideas and bad choices and ill reputations and scorns and all. Gojo wanted Geto Suguru there. Not any ideal version. Not any "what if" version. Not any "at some point in time before things went downhill" version. Not any "when your hands weren't stained with innocent blood" version. He knew very well what he wanted. And he wanted it all the same. He wanted Geto Suguru. However he was. He just wanted him to be there. He just wanted him to be.

And he didn't want him to help him, he didn't want him to fight with him even if they were strongest together and always fought together for a while. He just wanted him to be there in the crowd and cheer him on. He just wanted him to stand there and give him one of his sweet, heartwarming smiles that shaped his eyes into crescent moons. He just wanted him to be. Then even if Gojo had died in the end anyway, he would have been satisfied. It would have been worth it. Only if Geto was there.

[shmaroace]

wishing all aros the best of luck during the "so do you have a partner yet" season

[lukeslights4ber]

he's so adorable i wanna bawl my eyes out

but he's also so hot? the duality of men

[hopefulsapphic]

i'm an early seasons steve harrington apologist. sorry. he was not a bad person he was not a bad boyfriend he was literally just 17

[driaswrld]

it's raining outside, and yuuji is sharing his earphones with you.

there's an occasional rumble of thunder that has him subconsciously tucking you tighter into his side, you want to tell him it's fine, we're on a bus, on our way home, nothing is going to swoop down from the sky and take me from you.

his playlist is on shuffle, hood pulled over his head and bubblegum hair resting against the window, watching the dark clouds shift above.

yuuji thinks, if he tells you he loves you right now, in such a dark and gloomy setting, if you'll even believe it.

but it's always when skies are dark and rain pours and his vision is cloudy and his knuckles are bruised does he feel the urge burning in him to say, i love you, i love you, i love you.

“i think it's gonna be a storm.” you murmur into his shoulder and he hums, careful not to shift too much — you glared at him the first three times he kept fidgeting and made the earphone fall out of your ear — “you still afraid of lightning?” he asks, big brown eyes full.

he could just say it right now.

“i'm not— i wasn't ever afraid of lightning...” you argue and yuuji laughs, raising a palm in defeat. if you told him the sun was blue, well, he trusts you enough to know you know better than him. plus, he wouldn't mind living under a blue sun with you.

there's a sudden crackle, and a strike of lightning. an echoing boom of thunder follows.

his arms are already wide open before the chill runs down your spine and you dive into him, face buried in his chest — i'll protect you, i'm here.

( i love you. )

“not afraid of lightning?” yuuji dips his head to whisper, you groan into the fabric of his hoodie, and out of pure spite you pull hard on the drawstring and he chokes out a giggle. “look at my brave girl... so pretty.” his voice is muffled, and you release your grip on the twin strings.

“don't make fun of me—”

“m’not making fun of you, i swear!”

the soft rumble of thunder is near ominous, but you don't hear it, not over yuuji's sickeningly sweet songs that remind me of us playlist and his cackling in your ears.

he likes this, being the one you turn to.

he wonders what you might've looked like back when you were scared by yourself. and just as he wonders it he promises himself, that you'll never be scared without having him to run to.

“why're you afraid of lightning?” he asks, soft yet unsure. would you tell him everything that scares you if he asked? “told you, m'not afraid—”

“okay! why do you... not like lightning then?”

yuuji watches the way your brows furrow, the twist on your lips. i love when you think, he wants to say, but that would sound weird out loud wouldn't it?

“it can kill you, for one. plus, it comes with thunder and it makes this stupidly scary crackling noise—”

“i thought you said you weren't sca— okay, m'stopping, for real this time!”

there's another crackle and pop! of lightning, a drumroll of thunder, it's so sudden that your eyes squeeze shut immediately, but the rest of the noise comes muffled— the hum of bass in one of your ears louder now.

better? yuuji mouths to you, both of his palms cupped over your ears, blocking out most of the sound from reaching you.

you nod, and his heart flutters when you mouth back thankyou, i love you.

it takes yuuji a minute, just as the rain pours a little harder, his gaze fixed on yours before he lowers his head, tip of his nose tickling your own and mouths,

you're safe with me, i love you.

[artliss1]

Chiptune for the fans

[turnaboutdick]

guy that floats arround and talks to ai girlfriend

[emo-protagonist]

DESTIEL HAS 105322 FICS ON AO3 HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE HELL HOW????

[potato-lord-but-not]

hello oh my gosh im truly obsessed with your malevolent art and comics they bring me immense joy when i see them on my dash.

really loving the development of arthur lester and his 3 boyfriends. specially when it comes to oscar and how his dynamic is shifting to a better role with john.

also i really got a kick out of you saying oscar’s favorite hobby was sitting on men in your last post with oscar and john and was very curious if noel has gotten to experience the same joys as arthur and john.

i hope you’re having an arthur lester lovely day. stay groovy 💛

Hehe ty I’m glad you enjoy the sillies!! also been thinking about Oscar and John too much lately like I can’t stop drawing them…… anyway Noel absolutely got to experience the wonders of having a cute clergyman straddle him <3

[rumisgf]

i know kaminari is typically the airheaded one, but i like to think as his partner you surprisingly are able to turn your brain off around him.

for example,

when he’s teaching you how to play a video game, you suddenly forget how to make your character walk even if you already play games yourself.

“wait… how do i jump?”

“….”

he just laughs, letting his head fall on your shoulder as he taps the ‘A’ button on your controller. eventually, it leads to him guiding your with his hands over yours— basically playing the game for you. you just look at the screen like a kid who just went to disneyland for the first time, mouth open in a small ‘o’ shape and eyes mesmerized at the screen as he wins for you, still telling you “good job baby” (his favorite line and yours)

and of course, the usual: you letting him hold your hand to guide you while walking whether you already how to get to your destination or not, him always grabbing you by your waist and moving you out the way out possible things to bump into or trip over while you’re walking together as you fail to pay attention, buttoning up a shirt for you, re-teaching you how to use a can opener, him pulling a door open for you that clearly says ‘pull’ on the handle after you had been trying to push it open for two minutes straight, etc. his version of “mansplaining” is just you swooning over him as he explains things you know damn well you should damn well already know yourself. but around him, you don’t have to use your pretty little head for a thing.

[ray-kitty]

karkat learns something new about himself