#q’s laugh <3

[royalarchivist]

Missa: How do I- how do I even- I got the soap...? ¿Cómo te baño? (How do I bathe you?)

Phil: Roleplay it out! Roleplay it out, it's fine!

Missa: I'M EATING THE SOAP!

Phil: You've got the soap, you've got the soap! You've got it, just- rub rub rub, rubrubrub-

Missa: HOW DO I RUB?! I'M EATING IT!

Phil: [Cracks up]

Missa: Should I like- roleplay? I'm-

Phil: [Trying not to laugh] ROLEPLAY IT OUT! RP it out, Missa! RP it out, you got this!

Missa: OK! I'm- I'm- [unintelligible] Asterisco, lo baña, asterisco [Asterisk I bathe him, asterisk] I thought it was gonna be like- I dunno! These guys are geniuses! I thought it was gonna be like, some kind of-

Phil: No! [Wheezes]

Chayanne: gracias. roleplay papa

Missa: I did it, I did it!

#Philza #Missasinfonia #QSMP #Chayanne #Phil #missa #Pissa #I suppose #I believe this was #February 3 2024 #Q #Translated #The frickin asterisk roleplay thing will never not make me laugh #death duo

[comradekatara]

After reading so many posts i've noticed a lot of ppl shit on aang because he doesn't fit ur (western) idea of masculinity & attractiveness uhm

And the facts that they are children it doesn't matter

yes I say this often. it’s also funny bc they rly have to contort zuko to fit that ideal as well. the most egregious example of course being making his scar smaller and less noticeable, but also just in terms of his demeanor and comportment. if anything i respect ppl who lust after iroh because THAT’S a red-blooded ladies’ man who can both destroy and create life. obviously not my cup of tea (sorry), but i nonetheless respect irohfuckers; they know what they want, and i admire that.

#also laughing at ‘your’ instead of ‘their’ #I don’t even find men attractive #except for abed community of course <3 #katerina-q #asks #iroh #zuko #aang #also TRUE iroh stans never shy away from the depths of his atrocities and i respect that too

[swordheld]

hi! your blog is one of my favourites and i absolutely adore reading your thoughts. my grandfather recently passed away and it feels like i lost myself with him. how do i continue living after this? there is this constant weight on my chest and it feels like an emptiness has made a home inside of me. how do i go on when it feels like the world crashed on my shoulders?

hello, love! this is so very sweet and kind of you, and i hope you're treating yourself gently and kindly right now - there aren't words for a loss like this. that heaviness is difficult, and hard, and painful. it's okay if things don't feel okay, right now, or even soon - i think that's something that a lot of the people i know that have gone through similar grief feel: like they should be able to get back to a relative 'normal' in a [insert far too short period of time].

but it's okay if it hurts. that's where i'd like to start. you're allowed to feel that emptiness, that world-crashed feeling that goes beyond words, beyond time. don't feel like you have to rush this to feel some sort of better. things get easier with time, i promise you this, but sometimes painful feelings are important to feel, too. cry, scream, feel your emotions. they're a part of you. grieve.

it's perhaps a little silly, but when i think about death i always think about a couple of space songs: mainly drops of jupiter by train and saturn by sleeping at last. there are perhaps others that speak to the emotions better, but these two have always hit something a little deeper for me, and are popular for a wide-reaching reason.

and while personally i don't know much about grief like this, i do know a lot about love; and i think they're a lot of the same thing.

the people we love are a part of us, and this is why it takes from us so deeply when we lose them, because it does feel like we've lost a part of ourselves in the wake of it. but it's because they were so central to our experiences of living - our lives, that the separation introduces a hollowness - a place where they used to be. a home that now goes unlived in.

an emptiness, like you said.

but just because they're not here physically, doesn't mean he's not still there, in your heart, in your life, your memory. you can hold him close in smaller ways, as well: steal a sweater, or cologne/scent for something a little more physical and long lasting for remembering. hold onto the memories you cherish, the things that made you laugh, the ease of slow mornings and gentle nights. write them all down, slide a few photographs in there, go through it and add more when you miss him. keep them all close, keep them in your heart.

you're not alone, in this. he's still there, with you, it's just - in the little things.

he's with you in the way you see and go about your daily life, in doing what he liked to do, in the ways he interacted with the world that you shared with him. the memories you recall fondly when the night is late or the moment is right and something calls it into you like a melody, an old bell, laughter you'd recognize anywhere.

but i think, perhaps most importantly above all others - talk about him. with your family, your friends, his friends, strangers; stories are how we keep the people we love alive. the connections they've made, the legacies and experiences they've left behind, and so, so many stories.

how lucky, we are - to love so much it takes a piece of us when they go. grief is the other side of the coin, but it does not mean our love goes away. it lives in you. it lives in everyone who knew him, in the smallest pieces of our lives.

the people we love never really leave us, like this: they're in how we cook and the way we fold our newspapers, our laundry, in the radio stations we tune in to and the way we decorate our walls, our photo albums. they're in the way we store our mail, organize our closets, the scribbled notes in the indexes of our books. the meals we love and the drinks we mix, the way we spend time with one another. they've been passed down for generations, for longer than history - and we are all the luckier for it.

think about what you shared with him, and do it intentionally. bring him into your life, like this, again. whether it's crosswords or poetry or sports or anything else. if one doesn't help, try another. something might click.

i hope things feel a little easier for you, as they tend to do only with time. i hope you find joy in your grief, even if it is small and hard to grasp at first. know that your hurt stems from so much love that there isn't a place to put it properly, and that it is something so meaningful and hurting poets and storytellers have been struggling to put it into words and sounds that feel like the fit right for eons, and that it is also just simply yours. sometimes things don't have to make sense. sometimes they just are - unable to be put into words or neat little sentiments, as unfair and tragic as they come.

but i promise it will not feel like this forever. your love is real. and perhaps, on where to begin on from here - i think it's less on finding where to begin and just beginning. and you've already started. you've taken the most important and crucial step: the first one. wherever you go, after that, from here? you'll figure it out. you always have, and you always do. it'll come, as things always do. love leads us, as does light - and you're never alone in your hurt. in your grief, your missing something dear to you. i think if you talk about it with others, you'll find they have ways of helping you cope as well - and they have so much love of their own to spare, too.

as an aside, here is the song (northern star by dom fera) i was listening to when i wrote this, for no other reason more than it makes me think of connections, and love, and how we hold onto the people we love and how they change us, wonderfully and intrinsically. it's a little more joyous than the others i've mentioned, and plays like a story, and it made me think of what is at the core of this, love and stories and i am here with you, and maybe it'll bring you some joy, if you'd like it. wishing you all my love and ease 💛

#q&a. #birdsong. #wishing u gentle ease; the death of a loved one is near inexplicable to put into words and i hope you take care of yourself gently <3 #i hope this will make u laugh: when i was a tiny child in middle school there were times i would go outside in my tiny suburban cul de sac- #in the rain and sing along to my lil ipod nano and i only remember doing this to drops of jupiter. can you imagine going out to get the mai #after a long day of work and you just hear this kid singing train in the streets. in the RAIN.... it makes me laugh like i really. #i really thought i was so cool and deep and emotional ghjkd but i find it v funny that i only remember it w/ that one train track. #and saturn just. it's my fav s.a.l. song for a reason. that slow violin opening? the piano coming in gentle and easy? #it feels like light. like hope. like something new - a dawn after the long dark. that beautiful things can begin again even where #it hurts. and there is nothing more human than a sentiment like that. #how rare and beautiful it is to truly exist. what it is to be alive and get to be here and live with other people. with those we love. #i think your grandfather was so lucky to be able to know you. to have you in his life for the time you had together. #i'm no spiritual person; but i like to believe when you're thinking about him? he's thinking about you too. #the second law of thermodynamics (physics nerd mode) is that no energy has ever been created/destroyed since the beginning of the universe. #so it has to go somewhere - it's that carl sagan quote of 'we're all made of stardust'. because we are. we used to be stars; planets; etc. #i think it's why i think of these space songs - because they're a part of everything; once more; when they go. us and everything else.

[lemonsilly]

happy birthday

#qsmp #slimecicle #q!slime #qsmp fanart #this is supposed to be based off of like. the last 2-3 min of his stream #it sounds like hes laughing while crying and it left me devastated

[luvring]

omg CERAMICS WITH KEIJI💔💔💔

U GET IT!! he can be a very indecisive perfectionist. he knows it's a fun little date idea. but keiji Has to look up Beginner Ceramic Ideas / Ceramic Date videos and make a collection + if u wanted to trade what u made he'd work vry hard to make sure it's as perfect as can be!! (w his little to no experience..)

"maybe a blue would have been better?"

"keiji." you give him a look. "yours is really nice, i'm serious."

"but i could've made it better for you." he furrows his brows, and turns the finished mug around in his hands. "so you could use it regularly."

"i will be using it regularly," you reassure him.

he sighs dramatically, leaning his head back. "out of pity."

"no."

"out of obligation as the love of my life."

"out of love for you and your gift. the same way you're going to use mine?" you hold up the mug you made, waving it slightly. "unless you secretly hate me. do you secretly hate me?"

your feigned heartbreak makes him snicker, and keiji has a playful gleam in his eyes when he smiles at you. "yes, i hate you so much. i live with you so i can tell you i hate you as efficiently as possible every morning."

"keiji. me and my mug are breaking up with you."

"me and my mug won't miss you."

"yeah? so you like the mug?"

"i—well." he blinks.

then he looks down at the mug—its few wobbly lines and unevenly spaced spots, plus the purple he really thinks should've been blue—before up at you again, a defeated smile on his lips. "yeah, okay. it's a nice mug."

an accomplished smile finds its way to yours. "it's a very nice mug."

"so is yours. or is it mine?"

"mm, ours?"

keiji hums back as he subconsciously reaches for your hand. "you can't stop me from using this one either so, yeah, ours."

#💬nia.rambles #<3 anon #akaashi keiji #luvring.txt #haikyuu x reader #q #my keiji...i need him so bad #except i dont. bc hes alrdy mine. laughing cat emoji

[bleue-flora]

Do you know why you feel responsible for the shears facts? Because you ARE responsible for the shears facts /lh

Yea... again, my deepest apologies... Shall I share some dsmp finale brain rot to distract them? or... ask you about which Minecraft items you think c!Quackity used?... ya know to bring the conversation away from shears of course. ;]

#mmmm do we want to talk about Q torturing or Tommy torturing Dream... decisions. #i swear... I am working on a project and I need to take prison inventory lol XD #for science.... lol #dreblr #dsmp #hello there #dsmp analysis #lore thoughts #dsmp lore #dream smp #prison arc #<3 <3 ;D honestly though seeing your unhinged asks has made me laugh quite a bit XD

[jack-gourdon]

EVERYONE IS SO MEAN TO CHARLIE WHEN IT COMES TO THE EGGS 😭😭😭

He’ll be showing GENUINE concern for the eggs or just MENTIONS them and everyone has to shut him down with like a “you kinda need an alive egg,” “Those of us that are actually still parents,” ETC!!! IT’S SO MEAN AND FOR WHAT REASON 😭😭 LEAVE HIM ALONE BRO HE CANNOT CATCH A FUCKING BREAK!!!!!

#talking about their Q!characters goes without saying ofc #but just in case #I know everyone’s just joking and having laughs <3! #BUT GOT DAMN GET OFF HIS ASS!!!! #BACK HANDED ASS COMMENTS!!!! #qsmp #qsmp slimecicle #qsmp eggs

[fisheyezzz]

#3; q #oc: levi #dragon au #nothing burger #hi dan #again #sorry i wanted to pos t this one too cause i forgot about ut and ir made me laugh

[caranoirs]

NJPW 06/03/2023

#kenta #njpw #njpwedit #06/03/2023 #*gifs #*njpw #*g2s #he’s so cute when he laughs <3 #ignore how horribly compressed that last gif is #q

[starry-blue-echoes]

hello, its me again, the self insert bastard

i have SO MANY thoughts about Jotaro and Kakyoin being childhood friends, it's only for a short time because Kakyoin's dad's job causes him to move around a lot; but they reunite in middle school only for Kakyoin to move away a month later AND THEN, Jotaro gets in an accident where he hits his head and forgets, along with him starting to show an aggressive nature [ due to said injury ] + combined with the harassment he faced because of Japan's xenophobia and then people suddenly wanting to be all over him one the Joestar Genes (tm) kick in

Which leads to DIO trying to take advantage of this bond between the two by sending Kakyoin after Jotaro in some sick mind game and Kakyoin expecting Jotaro to falter in their battle only for Jotaro to not have a single goddamn memory about Kakyoin and beating him stupid.

Which ALSO adds a layer to the scene where Jotaro pulls the fleshbud from Kakyoin's head and Kakyoin being near in tears as he cant understand why Jotaro saved him after very clearly not recognizing him and Jotaro is just, idk bro [ deep down his soul is like I GOTTA ]

theres like so many MORE layer to this when the self insert universe lore comes into play but i dont want to barf it up all at once because i want this to slap people in the face when its revealed in full [ when i can finally write this, i gotta finish the current project im on before diving into more ]

my brain is full of thoughts

*crashes through the wall* HEY I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND BUT FOR SOME REASON THIS SMACKED ME UP THE HEAD WITH BRAINROT SO PREPARE YOURSELF FOR EVEN MORE ADDED IN WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT-

so what if I just. what if I

*bonks Jotaro with more amnesia*

what if in the accident you mentioned Jotaro couldn't remember anything. Like, brain blank, had to relearn a lot of basic skills and is having to essentially start living life again from scratch

Holly is of course a god send through it all. She never expects anything from him even though he's supposed to know who she is, and despite the undoubted amount of pain she's experiencing seeing him like this she lets him get closer and comfortable at his own pace, never making him to do anything he isn't comfortable with. She does what she can to help him remember things, but also does what she can to help him keep the new memories he makes (another symptom of amnesia is having difficulty making new memories too which will honestly just adding more frustration). Maybe she gives him a small notebook and maybe even a video camera to help him out

she doesn't try to mould him into how he used to be and just..... lets him be who he wants to be

and honestly...... when he does start school it's no wonder he retaliates. He probably pestered Holly for months to let him go back to school, but when he does...... the world is crueler than he thought. It's not at all like his home with Holly's warm hugs and phone calls with Joseph's bad jokes and crazy stories and Suzie's gentle encouragement and advice. Instead, it's cruel with harsh gazes waiting for him to mess up and whispers he can just barely hear and rules he can't understand

it frustrates him and scares him but most of all it confuses him. And because he doesn't know how to respond to it all, he retaliates with anger. Anger was easy. It made sense, it was clean cut and knew what it wanted him to do and gave him quick, easy explainations of how to do it

(Holly hates it, he knows. He can see it in how the spark in her eyes dims a fraction every time she gets a call from the school, how her eyes will linger on every bruise and scrape when he comes back home long after the sun set, how she always looks so sad whenever he hangs out by himself without any friends)

((But she never says anything. She still keeps the first aid kit under the sink stocked up, she still makes him his favorite foods (new and old) every few weeks, she still helps him go over all his video footage and journal entries, and in those soft moments behind the wood walls and shoji doors that keep the harsh world out, Jotaro can't help but wish he could remember what to feel instead of anger))

but of course, Dio and Kakyoin have no idea about any of this. As far as Kakyoin's aware, Jotaro simply..... forgot about him. There was no recognition in Jotaro's eyes, so hesitation in his punches, no acknowledgment of the past they shared, of how much they'd meant to each other

And BOY that's painful to learn, that the one and only friend he ever made, who stubbornly stuck to his side no matter what he did to try and scare him off, who accepted Hierophant's existence without hesitation even though he couldn't see the spirit, simply....... forgot about him completely. Whether it was because he didn't care or because in the grand scheme of things Kakyoin really wasn't that important, it burns in a way he hadn't predicted it would

this definitely changes his and Jotaro's dynamic, with Kakyoin trying VERY hard to pretend he doesn't care and is completely unaffected and Jotaro who really has no fucking clue what's up with this red haired kid

and who knows. Maybe Kakyoin was a pinch familiar to Jotaro but he brushed it off since there were a lot of things in his life that felt vaguely familiar. Maybe they knew each other before his accident, but they probably weren't that close since the guy hadn't tried bringing up the past yet. Or even worse, maybe it was a one sided type thing and Kakyoin had no idea who he was at all

(Jotaro tries not to acknowledge the slight disappointment he feels at that thought. His knowledge who he is, who he was, was almost entirely limited to his mother and grandparents who lived across a whole ocean. No friends, no extended family, just the three of them left filling in the gaps. The idea of there being a fourth person who properly knew him, someone his age...... ah, but no matter, it probably wasn't anything)

also for some added angst....... just. when Jotaro starts getting more positive(?) attention at school, what if some people tried pretending they knew each other before his accident to try and get closer. Just to give this boi some ✨ trust issues ✨

and honestly, there are so many ways the reveal and reconnection can go and I don't know which one to pick. We could have the crack-y "Joseph makes a joke about it and Kakyoin's brain soft reboots" to the softer "in a moment of vulnerability Jotaro talks about the amnesia because he's starting to genuinely see the Crusaders as friends" to an angsty "Kakyoin reveals he knew Jotaro in a moment of stress/high emotion and Jotaro slightly flips his shit because This Guy Knew Him And Didn't Say Anything"

there's just. so much and it's so tasty

#hehehehe oh this made my brain go BRRRR #also it just hit me so much of what I wrote could come off as romantic but my brain was HARD vibing in the platonic zone jfbvjsbfcd #*laughs in aroace* #honestly it could really be either take your pick #initial thoughts #forget me not #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #stardust crusaders #jjba part 3 #jjba jotaro #jotaro kujo #jjba kakyoin #noriaki kakyoin #hierophant green #jjba holly #holly kujo #jjba joseph #joseph joestar #jjba suzie q #suzie q #sb answers #minawakitten

[meownotgood]

aki laugh................

#aauuuuuu #I had to share it #sjwjwjjajanwnwnwnwner ndjws #aaa hahah.... sjwjw. q... a. a. a. a... #he's #my day is made #so happy #aki laugh...... #please #aki <3

[bumblingbabooshka]

your headcanon posts are like multi vitamin gummies to me (great thing)

Aww thank you so much~!! Here's one just for you: Tuvok is really bad with spicy foods and everyone in his family lightly teases him about it. Whenever someone new offers him something with spice and he's with his family he tenses up because he knows what's coming...like half an hour of gentle ribbing at his expense, the worst thing that can happen v_v

#you know when you like - did something embarrassing once ten years ago and now whenever something connected to it is brought up #your relatives immediately go 'Do you REMEMBER when-~!??' and tell the same story again - still laughing? This is the Vulcan version of tha #only they have multiple stories....still only like 3 or 4 but they're gonna get brought up and Tuvok will long for death #<- good family times ~! #Q&A #fizzie #thank you again~!!

[mydemonsdrivealimo]

what are Elijah's wheelchair/other mobility aids like in pirate au? does he use something different for the boat then when he's on dry land?

YES this is so good (and i highlight it a little more in later chapters)!! ive made a couple adjustments to this for elijah considering yk,, the whole pirate thing. he has one peg leg bc ofc, and for the most part he switches off between his crutches or his wheelchair!! he trades off often between the two depending on the different weather and such (like water sloshing up on deck and his wheelchair do Not agree). he also changes depending on where they are. the more developed places like kelbeth tend to have more accessible paved pathways, whereas tautara is mostly dirt and forest (at least where the crew is going), so he adjusts depending on what works best

also, he particularly signed on for navigational purposes as he has a lot of knowledge in that topic (his parents were sailors themselves, and he was with them for most of his childhood on long voyages), so hes typically able to sit and work with maps, which helps w pain flare-ups from standing for long periods of time. also, all the tables hes working at are a perfect fit to his wheelchair (bc we love captain banerji <3)

#also one of my besties recently had an issue w rain and their wheelchair and i felt so bad but i have never laughed more in my life #def something i imagine happening w jensen and elijah later on asdfghjk #also jensen and elijah are literally besties in this au i dont make the rules #i feel like i havent talked about them at all but elijah is jensens first or second mate after he becomes captain <3 #obvi navigator first but still #tysm!! #pirate au q+a #jensen valentine #elijah greene #pirate au

[swordheld]

how did u choose your username?

oh, this is a fun one!! i think i considered being swordtold at first, for that very ancient myth vibe of the sword being this narrative tool for adventure and structure and physical time, the parable being passed down through the centuries until it meddles into modern day rhetoric and ideology – a kind of fantastical tool, a spark of magic, of possibility.

i like the arc of the story of a place being physical / having it be held by time and hand alike, wearing with the years and having it become something different to each holder, each reader, each experience fantastical and individual.

having that kind of physicality to it; swordheld is the action of taking up and holding the sword yourself, choosing your own narrative, leading your own story. self-identity has always been something i struggle with (a novel concept i know, i know), so it felt right for this blog, since most of my older blogs before this one have been just me silently reblogging and never really posting anything myself, and i wanted this to be the change to that.

i've always had trouble wranging my social anxiety, esp. on the internet, and previously thought that keeping my words to myself helped keep the timeline cleaner, in a way, no messy thoughts for others to sort through, especially ones i believed no one would want to read anyway? but it never felt right, keeping myself apart from it all, esp. not in the way i so avidly enjoyed reading others' posts and additions, keeping their words close to my heart.

i wanted it to reflect that this was a space i was holding for myself? and i'm a little slow on the uptake sometimes, but this - this i think i got right. i love being here, on this blog, and the joy that it brings me. everyone else enjoying it too has been a wild ride that i never expected, and still surprises me, one that brings a little extra thrill to my heart whenever i think about it.

i had other urls that i liked, but i didn't want this blog to be tied directly to any of my fandom/story interests, since i wanted it to really just be a sort of archive of artistic inspiration and resource, like a little library or museum. i use them now as lil sideblogs of more niche interests now, which is rather lovely.

it hasn't always felt like it fit perfectly, the way that i'd like, but for some reason i can't think of really wanting to change it anytime soon. it feels mythic yet modern in a way that feels like puzzle pieces finally slotting into their place, something my own and inspirational to me, like a lantern i'm holding to make my way by. my own kind of light, if that makes sense – a star i know by name.

#q&a. #birdsong. #all of this is truly just a way to say: it's your blog! it's your party! do what you like if it makes you happy!! (and doesn't hurt anyone! #live your dreams!!!!!! do your own thing truly it is worth it. which feels silly and cheesy inspirational talk vibes but u kno. it's right #thank u for ur question tho !!! it's been so long that i don't really remember exactly what the beginning of it all was? #it wasn't always my url for this blog esp. in the beginning but i've forgotten what that was ghjk so sorry dear anon ! #like little flashes of a story in my memory i have to make out / like steam or fog on a window pane. blurry and unclear? #but now it feels more intentional / almost like watercolor! something that mixes itself into a new thing; bright and bursting w/ it all. #i hope this answers ur question nicely all the same tho <3 #i always on habit write out lantern as lanturn so this is an unintentional shout out to one of my fav pokemon love u lanturn !! #some of these things i truly do just write out bc i know it'll make me laugh later if i ever come back to it. lil joys for ur future self ! #and that IS a reference to the dickinson poem ' i am out with lanterns looking for myself ' it is in my brain always ! ! thank u ! !

[jinhyun]

🌼 hyunjin here's my question for you: have you always been this unaware of your own feelings? like it's painful to watch bff, get better soon <3 other than that can i just say i think ur great and i am rooting for you bestie go get your girl!!!!!

(i've never seen a q&a for a fic??? this is fun omg can i ask watercolor hyunjin out on a date through this asdjfk also idk if i'm doing this right)

- 💗

"i think so? i don't really know, i was just never interested in relationships. like back in high school i was too busy with the dance team and trying to get good grades so i didn't really try anything serious with anyone, and then in college i just wanted to enjoy all i hadn't the years before, plus i was living away from my parents so hooking up seemed easier. and i was really enjoying this newfound freedom, so i never really had feelings involved with anyone nor did i want to get that deeply involved with anyone. so yeah, it was hard for me to pinpoint what i was feeling for y/n at the time and when did i even start feeling that way about her. and i didn't want to feel that way so there came denial and i ended up fucking up. feelings are not my thing but i'm currently trying for her." — hyunjin

send me a 🌼 + a watercolor character + a question you would like to ask them!

#okay so this ask was from before i came up with rule number 3 and i'm still laughing over YOU GUYS TRYING TO STEAL JINNIE AND Y/N AWAY FROM #EACH OTHER #YOU'RE ALL FAKES I UNDERESTIMATED YOU ALL 😭😭😭😭 #ask #💗 anon #watercolor: q&a

[twinkinspector]

This post of yours got me thinking so here you go my beloved Eve <3

Denki has been staring at you lovingly, he has been for the last couple of minutes. You're supposed to be watching a movie together,been trying to watch it for weeks but your schedules never allow you to until tonight.

He's got this look of utter adoration that you just let him watch you,you don’t bring up nothing about him not paying attention and missing all the good parts of the movie. You can feel the way his eyes travel over your face, taking in every detail as if is the first time he has ever laid eyes on you.

It makes you feel good,giddy. To know that after many months together you still solicit this kind of behavior from him. That he finds you as attractive as the first day. A total confidence booster. So you sit there and let him observe you. You side eye him and he looks like he's contemplating something,his brows are furrowed,he opens his mouth like he wants to say something to you but shuts it before he makes a sound.

'Hey, babe' he says,voice quiet and uncertain.

'Yeah..What is it?' You turn side ways a bit,waiting. You think he might tell you he loves you, mention how beautiful you look today or something along those lines. Instead Denki takes in a deep breath and says

' Let me feel that mouth...please'

And it's absurd you know exactly what he means. All this time you're over the moon thinking about how much your boyfriend likes you. Meanwhile he's having a quarter life crisis about asking you for some head.

(let's pretend it didn't take me more than one day to get to this)

ANA THIS IS SO REAL and he is so cute!!! i am not immune to a pretty boy who is so cringe it's embarrassing

HAVING A QUARTER LIFE CRISIS ABOUT ASKING YOU FOR SOME HEAD literally soooo denki-core!!!! i love my lame ass boyfriend......

#this is literally the exact cycle of thoughts #'aw he's staring at me' #'aw he loves me' #'aw ok no he just wanted head' #(i'll give it to him but i'll laugh about it) #evening q #denkirot #eve keeps <3