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cashmoneyyysstuff · 5 months
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katsuki still apologizes to you the same way he used to when you were kids.
he always makes a face whenever he knows he’s gone too far or when he’s done something he knows he shouldn’t have, his eyebrows are furrowed and his little chubby face contorts into a sad little pout. he tries to look tough but he can already feel guilty tears in his eyes so he looks away from you, little hands balled into fists at his sides and his head hangs low so you can’t see his red face through his bangs.
usually, he tries making it up to you by showing you something he thinks you’ll like or something he finds cool, and sometimes he’ll even let you hold his precious all might card, but only when he knows he really messed up. he’ll stiffly pet your head as an apology for pulling at your hair a little too hard earlier and if you ask him to he’ll kiss the pain away from when you scrapped your knee because he accidentally shoved you a little harder than he meant to when he was chasing you around.
but when you’re mad at him because he’s been really mean, in ways he knows his shiny holographic all might card won’t fix, he opts to simply sit next to you. with a little pout on his face and with his cheeks turning red, he’ll shove his head into your shoulder. he holds onto you tightly so he’s sure you won’t be able to escape him or his apology. you squirm around a little bit but he doesn’t let you go. you stop moving around but you still huff at him, calling him a big meanie. all he does in response is shoving his head against your shoulder and he mutters out a little "m’sorry." against it.
he hears you shuffle to look at him and he looks up at you, his eyebrows are still furrowed and his cheeks are so red because he’s really not used to apologizing and he doesn’t like to, but he does for you. and even at the tender age of seven, you really can’t stay mad at him when he looks like that, so you forgive him and you’ve already forgotten what you were even mad about when he grins at you boyishly, already back to his usual self as he drags you off to your next adventure who knows where, but even at the tender age of seven, you knew you’d follow him to the ends of the earth as long as he led the way.
he’s changed so much and not at all at the same time. he hates it whenever you get mad at him and he still does everything and anything to get your attention when you are. and just like before, whenever he hurts you in ways he knows his actions can’t fix, he opts to come up behind you and wrap his arms around your middle loosely, giving you the option to break out of his hold if you wanted to. his hold on you slowly tightens when you make no move to, his head is shoved into the crook of your neck and his chest is pressed flush against your back,“ i’m sorry.” he whispers.
it wouldn’t mean much if it came from anyone else but this is katsuki. you’ve known him for as long as you can remember, you know how he is : he’s unruly, headstrong and so stubborn it drives you crazy sometimes. but he casts all of that—all of him aside for you.
“i’m sorry.” he says again, his voice is low and a little shaky.“ shouldn’t have said all that to you. that wasn’t…cool” he fumbles around for the right words to say and you have to hold back a laugh as he does so, but you can tell he’s trying.“never wanna make ya mad at me..” he finishes quietly. he’s fiddling around with the ends of your shirt waiting for your response. then he hears you shuffle around to peek at him and he looks up at you.
he really hasn’t changed. he’s still got the same little frown, the same little crease between his brows and the same rosy cheeks. sure his features are less rounded, his cheeks are definitely less chubby, he’s gotten taller but he’s still your same katsuki who’s a little rough and a big meanie sometimes, but who also always makes sure to apologize to you when he knows he’s hurt you because that’s the last thing he wants.
you grant him a tiny smile. his eyes light up and he stands a little straighter and after a second he’s on you, pressing kisses all over your cheek, grinning boyishly at you and you still want to follow him to the ends of the world as long as he’s leading the way.
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mithryl-draws · 4 months
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brought my long-suffering tabletop warlock Kalus with me when I started my BG3 playthrough and he's having a great time. making lots of new friends. sticking worms in his brain. the usual.
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unfinishedslurs · 8 months
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RIP Mike Wheeler’s heterosexuality
“Is being gay contagious?”
Steve stares at his phone groggily before putting it back against his ear. “…Mike?”
“Is it?”
“It’s three in the fuckin’ morning is what it is.” He rubs his nose, Mike’s words finally catching up to his brain. “Seriously, Mike? No it’s not fucking contagious, you’re not gonna get the gay disease or whatever from me. I promise you’ll keep liking girls.”
He’s a little hurt, even though he knows the question is innocent. They’ve been asking a lot of questions, like the inquisitive little assholes they are, but none of them had seemed like they weren’t okay with it. Until now.
“…that’s not what I meant,” Mike says. Steve realizes that his voice sounds shaky, even over the phone.
“Then what—“ he cuts himself off, realizing halfway through his bitching that there was only one reason Mike would call about this. “Oh.”
“Can you pick me up?”
“It’s three in the morning,” he repeats, even as he starts wondering where he left his keys. “Your mom…”
“Steve,” Mike pleads. “Please?”
He sighs. “I’m on my way.”
Mike is sitting on his doorstep when he pulls up, head in his hands. Steve doesn’t have to get out of the car, he stalks to the passenger door with all the vitriol of a boy with too many emotions to hold in, and wrenches the door open hard enough that Steve worries he’s going to break it.
“Watch it, noodle arms,” he says, trying to pretend this is normal. Maybe if he acts like it’s not well past midnight, Mike will relax.
It doesn’t work. Mike slumps in his seat, not bothering with the seatbelt. “Can you just drive?”
Steve drives. Doesn’t really know where they’re going, but it doesn’t matter. Just away seems to suffice.
He eventually pulls into a side road
“I’m scared to even touch another guy now! Because apparently hugging is gay when you’re older, and so is sleeping in the same bed, and telling your friends you love them, and…and I’m fucking scared all the time, ‘cause what if they’re right? How do they know? How can they tell by just fucking looking at me? It’s bullshit!”
“Shit, kid,” Steve says, heartbroken. “Shit. C’mere.”
He pulls him close, and Mike turns his face into the crook of his neck, shaking. His shirt collar starts to get damp.
“I don’t know what to do,” he cries. “I thought it was normal, I thought everyone was just…so scared all the time, and we just didn’t talk about it. But then you said that thing about being afraid and pushing it down, and I didn’t— I tried to ignore it. I tried so hard not to think about it, Steve, I swear I tried.”
“I know you did,” he says quietly. It hits him that he might be the only one who really gets it. Eddie gave up denying it long ago, deciding to evolve into something else for them to focus on. Robin’s a girl. Which doesn’t mean jack shit in most cases, because being a lesbian fucking sucks in a town like Hawkins, but girls aren’t as obsessive about it. Sometimes when they compare notes, Robin will just stare at him.
Mike shakes his head. “I don’t know what I did wrong,” he mumbles tearfully into his shoulder.
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” Steve says with a surprising amount of vehemence. He grabs Mike by his scrawny little shoulders, pulls him away so he can look directly into his bloodshot eyes. “Not a damn thing, do you hear me? There is nothing wrong with you, and anyone who tells you otherwise deserves a swift kick in the balls. Got it?”
Mike responds by bursting into loud, messy sobs.
Steve just keeps holding him, running a hand through his hair and soothing him gently, like he wishes someone had done for him or Robin or Eddie when they were young. Finally Mike pulls away, embarrassment starting to set in.
“Sorry,” he mutters.
“Can I tell you a secret?” Steve asks instead of a meaningless platitude he knows Mike wouldn’t accept.
Mike gives him a suspicious look. “I guess.”
“I’m scared too. All the time.”
“No you’re not,” Mike snorts. “You don’t need to make me feel better just because I’m a pussy.”
“I’m not joking,” he says. “Why do you think I dated girls? Why do you think I went through so many lengths to hide it? It’s fucking terrifying, man. But you know what makes it less scary?”
“Dating girls? Marrying a woman?”
“No.” He pokes Mike’s chest, right over his heart. “People. Friends who love and accept you. Friends who know what you’re going through, even.”
“Do you…” Mike chews his lip. “Do you think Nancy would be okay with it? With me?”
“Absolutely I do. She was okay with me, wasn’t she? And I was her boyfriend.”
“Yeah, but it’s different when it’s your family, right? Sometimes people don’t care if someone is… people don’t care until it affects them. Do you think Nancy is like that?”
He knows Nancy isn’t like that, but that's a talk they’re going to have to have themselves. “I really don’t,” he encourages. “I think she’d be really glad to know this part of you, actually. She loves you.”
“…I know,” he says, shifting uncomfortably. “I don’t… we made this dumb no secrets pact the first time the Upside-Down happened, I don’t know why. It’s stupid. But…I don’t want to keep secrets from her anymore.”
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bettyfrommars · 3 months
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the fact that joe keery has such yummy astrology placements makes me very unwell over how darling he must be irl. taurus sun for a grounding, tactile nature. aquarius moon for endless curiosity and unique style. aries mercury and venus bringing that feisty banter and urgent, playful approach to love. and then pisces mars allowing a soft, sensitive nature and compassion for those around him.
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grapejuicegay · 3 months
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there's a space in my heart that is now permanently occupied by cooking crush and how much it values friendship. the very real pain of feeling left behind by friends getting into relationships and hiding them from you. ten walking in on the friend group reunion ready to ask prem out and quietly and happily walking out because that's not his moment and he respects it. metha and samsee's heart to heart about how relationships and friendships are different and both are important. metha and ten's friendship. actually just metha in general and his relationships with his friends - including samsee now because good god i love their relationship so much. this show loves friendships. this show is my friend. i love you cooking crush
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Jeff: BEN, I don’t like being in love. I’m supposed to hate love, not look at a picture of Y/N and squeal and kick my feet.
BEN: Well, that’s how it be.
Jeff: Blegh. Disgusting. I want more.
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heartscrypt · 8 months
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i think melanie king should be allowed to bite people. people includes jonathan sims
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mooseonahunt · 10 months
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How many Serennedy shippers love Luis but hate Leon? I think this phenomenon needs to be studied cuz it’s so funny.
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lovebeing-a-girl · 1 day
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I am such a slut for my boyfriend
Tbh he’d be scared if he found out how much I think abt sucking his fingers..
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s0urfangs · 10 months
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*rotates a trahearne lives AU rly fast in my brain*
Sometimes a functional family can be you, your husband, a shitty little vampire you accidentally adopted 4 years ago, and-
elder dragon.
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officialgleamstar · 10 months
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shaking and hyperventilating and quaking in fear at the realization that if beth hadn't said one thing, hermie the unworthy wouldn't be real, my son who is a girl would not be there for me to coo over as if he was a purebred pug that i spent thousands upon thousands of dollars on even though his skull is so malformed that he can't breath properly but look at him! look at his little outfits! isn't he sooo so cute
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reelsoup · 8 months
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im trying to draw characters in environments more
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moeblob · 3 months
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Anyway I was thinking about Chris a lot lately and I wanted to draw Brent today so why not draw both!
(Angel is Chris' daughter who is like. 6 or 7. And she very happily has announced she will marry Mr. Right when she grows up and Right is just like "yes exactly, see, Chris? One person loves me enough to marry me I love my future wife" and it drives Chris up a wall. Brent normally calls her Angel but sometimes he has to push the button.)
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jichangmin · 3 months
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gvfsstardust · 4 months
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guys can gvftea just STOP it gives me grey hairs every time they come on my feed. like it’s literally the worst parts of this fandom fighting for dominance and 9/10 things posted there is quite literally just made up bs 😭
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xngelholix · 1 year
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╭ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁⠀rare acts of affection⠀☘︎⠀al haitham x gn! reader
╰─── ⠀al haitham doesn't know how his hugs and kisses make you feel so loved.
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it all started with the little nudge he'd give you after a long day, hands slowly wrapping themselves around your body as he leans down to rest his head on your shoulder.
he had found you focused on the seat of your little office, eyes trailing each word that's printed on the book he had lend you to help on your research. al haitham was so used to your consistent greetings around this time of day, waiting to see you smile at him as you stood by the door to greet him. but it seems like you were so caught up with work that you didn't even noticed your lover observing you from the door.
to say that al haitham was tired was an understatement, given that he was still days away from having his resignation as the acting grand sage be effective and to continue working as the akademiya's scribe. adding the heavy load of his current position, a lot of students had their presentations scheduled this time of day for projects he had yet to approve (most likely to reject because he'd noticed the decline of excellent papers produced by the students this year and he has to do something about it).
it was suprisingly mentally and physically draining for him and al haitham never knew how his mind would suddenly work up the thought of wanting your affection. maybe he just got used to you being more expressive to compensate on his lack thereof. he wholeheartedly agrees that you two compliment each other well but this new profound feeling inside his chest had him recalling what other reasons may have caused his heart to stir for any source of warmth, especially if it's coming from you.
"haitham?" you looked up to see your boyfriend standing still at the door, his eyes seems to waver for a split second before he focuses back on you.
"it seems like you've been busy," he trails off as he takes a seat beside you.
"yes. i wanted to finish this as soon as i can so we can somehow have dinner together."
it's also been so long since the two of you have spent time doing things unrelated to work or research. this also means that al haitham's been getting less and less of your unyielding affection.
maybe it really is muscle reflex at this point. he thought as he slowly makes his way to your chair before gliding down his arms to drape across your shoulders. the sudden contact of al haitham's warm body across your back had you pausing on your work, tilting your head to the side with nothing but curiosity lingering in your eyes.
al haitham can feel the way you stared at him, stiffling a small chuckle before he reaches down to wrap his hands around you.
"i miss you," he whispers, barely even audible if not for the silence so defeaning in your home. you let out a giggle, leaning in back to let yourself relax in his hold.
"well, it seems like you really do." you began to point out his sudden show of affection, causing a visible hue to stain his cheeks a lush pink before letting go a huff (yet he can't seem to peel himself away from you, liking how you've perfectly fit in his arms). "i don't mind it though, i love it more when you're the one asking for some 'cuddles'."
"oh, so you're saying that you just want to see me flustered?" he asked, sensing the upcoming bells of your laughter. and you did, you can't help but chuckle before slowly peeling his 'feeble' arms away as you stand up. he still waits for your answer, eyes observing how your face lit up in happiness. a sight to behold and cherish, he would often catch himself thinking how he's so blessed to have you in his life.
"hm~ maybe?" you went to wrap him up in a tight hug, pressing your body close to his as you lay your head on top of his chest. you can heat his faint heartbeat slowly quickening upon contact, smiling as al haitham proceeds to hug you back as well.
"i miss you too, you know? and just witnessing the al haitham, showing this rare acts of seeking affection makes me want to get the most out of it." al haitham can see the way your expression suddenly shifts, your smile threading on the edge of sadness.
he recalls yet again how less and less were the times spent you two with each other, sighing at how much it made you this sad. as he wasn't that well-versed on how to properly express his desire to be physically intimate with you, as this was new to him as well, he thought back on how you would cheer him up when times were a bit hard on him (although it's rare that it happens but he still managed to recall each memory he has of it).
as you both stood there in each other's arms, you somehow were too engrossed by the fact that your boyfriend had taken initiative in being intimate this time. it wasn't that you minded how you'd often be the first tk act out on affection but you appreciate how he does anyway.
especially as he pulled away and went to pull you towards your bed.
he had made the pillows on the headboard and went to grab the soft blanket that you love so much before sitting down at the spot. there, he pats on his lap followed by opening his arms wide as if to welcome you. you snorted, seeing this new side of him both amusing and endearing to just witness.
"well? what are you waiting for? come here." al haitham ignores the way you're still giggling from this atypical behavior of his before moving towards him and lying on top of him. al haitham gently lifts the two of you up to move to a more comfortable position and went to drape the blanket around you.
"this feels nice."
you can hear the soft brush of the trees on your window as the cold breeze seeps inside the room. the sun had already kissed the ground and had let the moon shine from the heavens, its faint white glow matches the warm tone of your lamp light. you can see the way al haitham just gazes at you, causing you to raise your eyebrow.
he shakes his head, as if to reply to your unaired question, before pulling you closer in his hold (as if you weren't already). "just rest and let me take care of you, okay?"
you mindlessly nodded back, smiling as you let yourself be embraced by his warmth. then it was all silence, not the type where you'd both feel so awkward but rather you both feel at ease, just enjoying each other's presence.
you remembered how long it were to have al haitham be this intimate with you. it took you two months before you could have him cuddle with you and another before you had held his hand in public and with him doing his best to ignore the stares some researchers give you two. it was absolutely adorable of him, feeling his hand grab you tighter as you continued walking away from the public's eye. he never let go, not even once until you both reached his office but not without the image of him being all flustered and leaving a fleeting glance at the hand that held yours.
recalling all the little bits of these memories caused you to giggle, humming in glee before catching the cautious stare from your boyfriend. "it's nothing." you reassured him before you went to trace shapes on his toned arms. "we've been through a long way now, huh?"
"yes," al haitham replies, still caught up from thinking what's going through inside your mind. you have that faraway look in your eyes, something he learned you to have whenever you were deep in thought and being the person that he is, he'd always find a way to know what you were thinking.
but it doesn't always end with the way he want it to. you're always way up ahead of him, sensing his intrigue as you'd go change the topic or do something so far from what you've originally planned. it amuses him, it was a trait of yours that he finds endearing.
but something seems to bother you this time.
"sometimes, i think that one day that you'd somehow grow tired of me being this clingy..."
al haitham can feel his breathing hitched when you spoke of those words, slowly peeling his eyes away from the window and went back to focus on observing the expression painted on your face. it was of sorrow, he knew from the way your eyebrows would quirk in a downward crescent along with your lips puckering a little to form a pout. he used one of his free hand to let it rest on your cheeks, making you look up to him and you were welcomed by his rare soft smile.
"i think it would be the opposite," he mused before using his thumb to rub on your cheekbone, eyes catiously gliding back forth and freckle and beauty marks that adorned your beautiful face. al haitham was never good with his words or with his actions but with how he looked at you, eyes soft and so full of unabated adoration, you knew that you're loved.
"how so?" you mirrored his action and started drawing circles on his toned arms, causing his muscles to relax further more against your touch.
"it's quite simple. a gorgeous, loving, loud but sweet woman like you couldn't possibly be more than interested in a man like me. isn't that how people see us?" the doubt that dances along the edge of al haitham's voice could only strum worry in your heart.
you shake your head before pushing yourself up on your elbows, perfectly encasing the man underneath your reach. he now had both his hand on your waist, his fingers dangerously gliding through the small of your back, distracting you of what he thinks is a lecture because he knew he's not one to be clouded with doubt, not when he often thinks things through.
"then i may have already perished if that day ever comes." you can see how al haitham's eyes widened at the confession that soon followed by gentle kisses to his forehead, sliding down to his cheeks before swaying athrough his jaw. and soon, your lips have finally met his. it was sweet and short just like how he would express his affection, fleeting in contact but it burns itself to your memory.
"i love you so much to leave you, do you know that?" you now rest your head on top of his chest with your hands on both his side to hug him back, listening to his now erratic heartbeat, smiling when al haitham reciprocates the gesture. "i already am the luckiest to have captured the heart of the akademiya's greatest scribe so who am i to complain and even consider growing tired of how he shows his own way of affection?"
al haithams's chest buzzed on your cheek as you felt him chuckle, amused with how you put into words the spilling emotions in your heart. and he loves nothing more than to capture each drop and savor it for days to come.
"then i may need some help in improving my show of affections because a certain someone can be so demanding from time to time." you could only give his arm a quick slap from jesting before you found yourselves laughing in each other's embrace.
"you can be a handful too, you know? it takes so much in me not to —" as much as you want to prove how al haitham is indeed a menace in your relationship, he once more placed his hand on your cheek to make him look up to him before plantinf a gentle kiss on your lips, effectively shutting you up.
"and i just know when to take advantage of your doting nature, showing all these rare acts of affection just to please you, my love."
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