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translesbianvampire · 8 months
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mac, who wants to get closer. dennis, who keeps moving away. yet dennis only retreats as far away as the chair here.
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the way dennis winces after saying "maybe we ARE spending a little bit too much time together". but this is a moment of pain that dennis does not let mac in on. he doesn't want mac to see how much this hurts him to say. he wants to pretend like he's strong when he isn't.
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the way dennis' face changes when he says "[i feel like i'm not...] flourishing" & shoots mac this gaze...
i think he's waiting for mac to fight back. to try to "save" their relationship. to prove that dee's wrong. to go "no, that's bullshit dennis, our relationship is so awesome and you know it!". but mac doesn't
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look at how hurt dennis is by mac's defeat. he's thinking "really? you give up on me just like that? but i thought..."
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"WAIT! ...don't do that"
look at how surprised mac is that dennis DOES try to stop this break-up from happening, that he finally touches him after moving away from him every time mac tried to get close on the couch. but it's too late
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nailgunstigmata · 11 months
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Dennis chugged the video store clerk in mdbu #facts
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i love that u said this anon because. yeah. i agree (theres like 100 words in the note and sloppy toppy videoshoppy are the only important ones)
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primeexecutivedc · 7 months
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kannra21 · 3 years
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Taking the driving test be like
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sunfish999 · 4 years
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giving 9 of my favorite characters and it’s supposed to tell u my type?
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Great, millionaire detective is over and now I don’t have anything to obsess over 😭
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two-ndborne · 3 years
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imaginethoseguys · 4 years
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I swear to god if no one else writes something for Haru Kato that may or may not include a sex worker S/O I WILL DO IT
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haikyuustuffs · 4 years
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so uh.... That Millionaire Detective dub amirite??..... No, I'm not.
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revivivivify · 4 years
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Today I’ve had three songs stuck in my head and they are not good at coexisting
They are as follows:
Navigator, the opening of Millionaire Detective
The Best by Future Royalty
Ashes from Promare
It’s been a weird day inside my head
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kotori-miu · 4 years
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Get you a man who can do both ✨
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tateryboi · 4 years
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DAZAI & DAISUKE CROSSOVER LET’S GO
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kannra21 · 4 years
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Ok I think DaiSuzu shippers already know what happened in the comments section of this particular gifset post. 😂
And thanks to <I won't name the person so I don't get them in trouble whatsoever>, who warned me about this problematic situation bc goddess I wasn't even partaking in any of it, heck I didn't even know when or why it happened I was sleeping at the time bc timezones yk, so srsly, thank you v much. I'm just going to lay it all out and pinpoint some of the things which def rubbed me the wrong way bc guys, the things that I'm going to show you will make you LAUGH. LIKE. A. DRAIN.
You see, there's this clown who dared to express their opinion, mind you their opinion wasn't welcomed at all lmao. I mean, can a person have such an audacity to show off how much of a SDE they're in the possession of bc rly now, if I was in their position I'd feel embarrassed af ab the things I wrote. 😂😂
Here, take a look at the comments section. It's like I'm showing you a stage play of some tragicomedy theater show and you're, like, the audience here.
I don't know who the person is, or why they felt the need to criticize shippers in THEIR OWN shipping zone, but dude.. dude yk that the things you wrote aren't the most valid things in the world, right? It's not like you discovered America or anything. What are you even doing here? To clown yourself? Bc you're doing one hell of a job I have to tell ya. 👍👌
Especially when I can see your search history.
I saw they ship lots of gay pairings, so what? I'm not judging you for shipping your gay ships. If you like DaiHaru so much, why don't you go to DaiHaru content *which btw has plenty of it and DaiSuzu shippers will always feel jealous about that bunch but at least we're getting the canon content we deserve* and enjoy your own stuff?
There's a thick line between canon content and fanon content. If you're this frustrated about DaiSuzu becoming canon, why don't you make your own post and shit about it? And preferably write "anti-daisuzu" in the tags so that we DaiSuzu shippers wouldn't get involved in this?
We don't want to have anything to do with it.
Entering someone's chatroom *which people of your interest aren't welcomed to btw* and making a show ain't earning you any validation points. Especially when you're wrong and missing the entire point of why certain people are shipping certain ships. This person is v v sad and v v frustrated. Maybe they just want a pat on the head after a hard day? Idk, honestly I'm seeing the person for the very first time.
I can't explain on how many levels and how cringe it is to enter a conversation that doesn't even have anything to do with you expressing your negative feelings about the thing that's being discussed about.
No one cares. I could spend days talking about why DaiHaru is such a bad ship but I won't. Know why? Bc I'm not like you. And I'm not entering DaiHaru posts to talk ab why DaiHaru is so incompatible in the first place. Bc I'm not sad like you, I'm not frustrated like you are.
Instead, I'm creating my own content and being happy ab the things I like. Why don't you try practicing smtng like this? It'd make you a lot happier and less depressed.
I'm talking to you as I'm talking to a friend, I want you to be happy, ok? Everything I'm doing rn is thinking ab your health. So in order to make everyone including you happy, why don't you enjoy the stuff you like and let ppl who like their own stuff be?
@sparkling-munakatareishi what do you say? I'm not even asking you to apologize to DaiSuzu fans bc you have the right to express your own opinion *which was so uncalled for btw*, but I wish you a nice stay in this fandom without any quarrels and any other form of unkind behavior. Everyone is here to enjoy the anime, it's not just you. So I hope you won't practice this sort of behavior in the future.
I'm making this post to address not only this Tumblr user, but all DaiHaru shippers and all gay shippers. It's totally OK to have your own opinion and preferences, but as long as you're respecting other people and their own preferences it's totally OK. I mean, we can all live in harmony so why are you doing things like this?
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sunfish999 · 4 years
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if u see me posting my haruxdaisuke ep4 headcannon.... no u don’t❤
Daisuke stepped out of the shower. it was weird to shower in a bathtub, but he found he didn’t mind it much at all. Kato used a brand of shampoo that smelled like... this is embarrassing. He smelled like man and Daisuke felt a slight pull in his chest when the scent fanned around him as he rubbed his hair dry with a towel. His eyes fell on the clothes Kato had left him. Vastly different from his usual silk pajamas, Daisuke felt like the hoodie and sweatpants were mocking him. He put them on. There was that pull in his chest again. He brought the collar of Kato’s hoodie to his nose and breathed in deeply. The scent was warm and clean, and Daisuke found that he rather enjoyed Kato’s brand of laundry detergent. He stared at himself in the mirror: fluffy wet hair sticking out at odd angles, hoodie a bit large on his figure, but comfortable nonetheless. He liked it. He liked how domestic it felt; he liked how it felt to rely on another person instead of money. He shook his head and opened the door, immediately met with the image of Kato cooking dinner. He looks so damn handsome doing housework, Daisuke’s brain (un)helpfully provided. He paused for a second, heart throbbing, unprepared for Kato to pause in his cooking to look over and meet his eyes. Daisuke tried to calm his heart rate mentally as he stared back at Kato, cheeks rapidly reddening. Kato lips curved into a smile as he looked over him carefully.
“C’mere. You can cut the potatoes.” Daisuke hesitated for a split-second, then walked over to the cutting board. He chopped the potatoes quite slowly, earning a hurry up, the soup will be cold before you put the potatoes in! From Kato, though he missed the fond smile that followed it. About halfway through, the knife grazes his finger, and a few drops of blood bead from the cut.
“Have you got a first aid kit?”
“No? Just stick it in your mouth and suck on it. It’ll heal quick” was the reply.
He pressed the cut to his lips, eyes twitching at the heavy taste of iron that spread over his tongue.
Later, after dinner, Kato asked if his finger was alright. Daisuke assured him that it was fine, but Kato still rummaged through an unorganized bin until he found a crumpled band aid, which he unfolded and pressed around Daisuke’s finger. Kato’s hands were warm; Daisuke liked how they felt against his palm.
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Daisuke gets clingy when drunk. As Kato starts cleaning things up, albeit a bit wobbly, Daisuke hangs off of him, hands clasped around his waist, face pressed between his shoulder blades. Kato thinks it’s cute. He keeps cleaning, maneuvering around Daisuke’s limp body, and then turns off the light. He pulls Daisuke’s hands off of his waist and holds them gently, guiding him towards his tiny futon of a bed. Daisuke crumples to the bed, seemingly passed out, so Kato starts making a bed on the floor. He feels a hand on his wrist a few moments later, and a gentle tug towards the bed. Already being tipsy, Kato stumbles forward and lands on the futon, nearly crushing Daisuke in the process. But he doesn’t seem to mind. His hands slide around his waist once more, and he nuzzles his nose against Kato’s collarbones. Kato can feel his heart speed up, and he tries to pull away, to no avail. Finally, he climbs into bed beside Daisuke, who immediately slides a thin leg between his thighs and presses closer, sighing contentedly. Kato lays silently, feeling warm and happy, despite his embarrassment and the fact that Daisuke will probably kill him when he wakes up. His heart pounds heavily when he feels fingers on the exposed skin of his hipbones; Daisuke’s found the end of his t-shirt and takes it upon himself to slide his hands back around Kato’s waist, this time underneath his shirt. Kato knows his face is bright red. Daisuke’s thumbs trail over Kato’s abs and hipbones, soft fingertips curving around his waist and rubbing gentle circles into his back. Kato feels so comfortable despite his confusion, so he lets himself be lulled to sleep by Daisuke’s hot, wet breath against his neck, and his warm hands leaving sparks against his skin. And if he twitches and tightens his grip when Daisuke slips his tongue out to wet his lips, laving over Kato’s neck in the process, no one has to know.
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Daisuke wakes up at five in the morning. Usually he wakes up feeling chilly, so he leaves a pair of socks at the end of the bed. Not today, though. He wakes up surrounded by warmth, and his eyes jump open when he feels skin against his lips. In the pale morning light, all he can see is a column of neck: Kato’s neck, his brain supplies. His chest thunders as he feels warmth around his leg, trapped between Kato’s hot thighs, gently pulsing around his. There are warm hands at his back, soft snores in his hair, strong calves where his (previously) cold feet had pressed to find warmth. Daisuke has never woken up more comfortable in his entire life. He has also never woken up more anxious. He slides his leg from between the strong thighs, slips out of Kato’s hot grasp around his waist, pulls his face (with difficulty) out of the dip in Kato’s warm neck. He walks to the bathroom as quickly as he can, face hot, and he splashes cold water on it immediately. He eyes the bathtub, still sleepy, and decides that it’s the best place to sleep for another hour.
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amethystsoda · 3 years
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💜🧛🏻‍♂️🍁🖤🎃🐺🧡
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