#my darling domestic

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

cant scribble it out bc its too Involved but here's a Laughingstock thought that just feels Right:

im imagining them sitting down and going through a list of pet names to use for each other. like Howdy has a clipboard, Barnaby's sitting across the counter, they're going through the list and striking out the ones that don't work. playfully teasing each other about certain suggestions, losing it over a Bit where they try to call each other the names in the most sickeningly sweet lovey-dovey voices and see who cracks first, mutually making fun of some options, getting flustered when they find one they like. yeah <3

#also for some reason my brain is latching onto howdy calling barnaby 'dove' i dont know why #it just feels right that they'd actually make a List and go through it #in my mind they got julie to whip up the list for them since i feel like she'd have Ideas and Knowledge on the subject #maybe she goes around the neighborhood and asks everyone for suggestions #its a very casual yet domestic scene in my mind... #chatting over the counter As They Do (their love language <3). howdy with his clipboard & barnaby with his soda #every once in a while Howdy has to step away to tend to (scam) a customer and barnaby watches with no small amount of fondness #at some point wally comes by and asks what theyre doing & Learns Something New #an exchange i have in my mind is: #howdy - making a suggestion: Darling? #wally: yes? #howdy: ... #barnaby: .... #howdy: *scratches out endearment* that'd be a no #laughingstock #maybe... maybe barn calls howdy 'lovebug' #other ones i think fit are like... 'steady' (mutually used) & 'doll/angelface' (howdy @ barn) & 'handsome/gorgeous' & pal (romantic) #i also feel like they'd have fun making up stuff on the spot #absolutely random words. its a running bit they have #they call each other literally the first thing they can think of - cereal. jam jar. sponge. freshly squeezed lemonade. lawnmower #im not very funny but They Would Be about it #another running joke i think they'd have #would be using more 'traditional' pet names around others just to get the Exasperated Sighs and Annoyed Groans #but then as soon as they're being serious about its the most random weirdest endearments you've ever heard #and its rarely the same one twice #OUGH I HAVE SO MANY EMOTIONS ABOUT THEMMMMM

[blindmagdalena]

The picture with Homelander holding a little plushie of him while he sleeps was TOO DAMN CUTE!!! sorry. But I can see his partner sleeping with the same plushie when she gets lonely and he isn't around, and when he sees her holding it while sleeping, he is happy and jealous at the same time, because that isn't him in her arms.

yes, this one!!!

Homelander comes home in the middle of the night, silent as always. You're passed out, bedside lamp still on, a book in your lap, phone unplugged nearby. It's painfully obvious that you were trying to keep yourself awake long enough to greet him when he came home.

Tucked under your chin, he's met with the beady little eyes of his very own tiny doppelganger. That most definitely should have been him tonight, the evening spent curled up in your arms, soaking up the warmth of your words and your body, your hands in his hair, your lips brushing his forehead. Smug little bastard, he thinks, lips quirked as he stares at the lopsided grin of the stuffed, well... him.

Homelander clicks his tongue softly. "Sorry pal. Only space enough for one of us," he says, deftly plucking it out of your grasp. He does it carefully, hangs the toy by its little cape, but you still wake with a deep breath. Your eyes are bleary with sleep, disoriented for the handful of seconds you transition from dream to reality. Still, the second you recognize him, you relax. The way you smile at him stirs eager little butterflies in his stomach. He spent his whole life fantasizing about being looked at with the love you have in your eyes.

"Hey," you say softly. You open your arms, an invitation he can never resist. He sinks down into you, tucking his head under your chin in precisely the same way you held the plush. He gives his own sigh as you wrap your arms around him.

Looking over his shoulder, you see the plush dangling precariously from the bed. You laugh quietly. "Jealous?"

"Caught you in bed with another man," he says, words slightly muffled against your collarbone, where he's nuzzling at you like an overgrown cat. "Couldn't help myself, he was terribly handsome," you reply, earning a chuckle from him. "You have a type." "I do. Blondes in primary colors. Can't get enough of them."

It's a wonder how easy you make it all feel. Laughter, domesticity, love. With you, it comes as naturally to him as breathing. It makes the rest of his life difficult to understand. Why did it all have to be so hard before? Why couldn't he have found you sooner?

He holds you tight that night, stays nestled close to your heart.

All he knows is he's never going back to the chill of a life without you.

#homelander x reader #homelander x you #darling anon #ask and you shall receive #aaahhhhh i'm in such a mushy domestic mood #i was talking with a friend earlier about how fucking huggable this asshole is and how bad he just needs a good snuggle #i wanna comfort him but i also wanna put him in my mouth and shake him #my writing

[sighs-deeply-and-dreadfully]

me again. sneaking. creeping. crawling. sun time. (this is totallyyyy not sammyyyy)

Wally Darling x Shy!Reader? :grins: Romantical, again, because they're wee little simps, and i am merely the vessel of their queerness.

Either properly gay together, or crushes like the last one- idm either >:) They should bake together, tho <33 Maybe Wally walked in on Y/N making treats for him and decided to help :melty:,,

God, you’re gay!!! Gay gay gay!!!! I cannot BELIEVE I have such a homosexual on my blog (hi again Sammy!! Gives you a big fat kiss! /p) !!!!! /j

Surprise Visit with a side of, ah, Flour.

Wally Darling x GN!Shy!Reader

Drabble format, established romantic relationship!

Flour.

Flour was everywhere.

Heaving a weary sigh, you’d idly pat your hands off on your pants— a half-baked (haha!) thought as the powder smeared onto those, too. But your hands were clean, that’s all you cared about as you overlooked the mess with a sigh.

Youuu.. had been trying to bake some goodies, as a gift for a certain someone! But goodness, you did not expect the flour bag to be as heavy as it was. Or for the bag itself to be so slippery and.. ohhh dear.. Pursing you lips as you looked over the mess, you’d soon give a sneeze— before wiping your nose. Dreadful, dreadful flour.. With a sigh, you’d turn to go and grab your broom— before nearly jumping out of your skin.

Wally. Your beloved partner. Standing there. Silent. How long had he been there?? What??? How did he get in? Why does he keep doing this???

Upon your startled squeak, his expression would soften into slight concern— before he gave his soft, recognizable laugh.

“Are.. you okay, over there, sweet..heart? You look a bit.. uhm..” He’d click his tongue. “.. floured. Ha ha ha!”

Heaving a few breathes to calm yourself, you’d soon sputter out a laugh— brushing at the flour coating your face, and your chest, and your legs.. Your cheeks quickly warmed up, partially due to just.. embarrassment. How much of that had he seen?? Ohh, goodness.. Instead, though, at your lack of proper reply, he’d gently grab one of your flour covered hands between his own. He’d blow on it— both to.. get rid of some of the flour, and to make a small joke out of it, before planting a small kiss to your palm.

“Do.. you want.. help.. cleaning this.. up?”

You wanted to say no, but— aaagh,.. the mess was a bit overwhelming, but— ah!! Regardless, he seemed to catch on. Gently pulling you down by your shoulder, he’d pepper a small kiss to your flour-covered-cheek.. before giving a small sneeze. It made you give a soft laugh, and his eyes seemed to grow a bit larger. Even though your cheeks burned in embarrassment, he just couldn’t help but find it cute.

“Go.. change clothes.. I can.. start down here..”

You’d simply just nod, scampering off to go do as such. And, once you had, you’d return—.. only to learn Wally wasn’t very good with flour, either. You walked in to him on his knees, gently brushing puffs of it into a dustpan— which.. wasn’t very effective, as it only fluffed up into the air. But he looked so focused, eyes squinted a bit as he kept trying. You couldn’t help the small laugh that slipped out of you, causing him to slowly look up and tilt his head.

“.. What’s funny?”

“You are!” You spoke softly, laughing even softer as a hand lifted to cover your mouth. “That.. that isn’t- how you clean flour.. at least not that much..”

“Oh!”

With that, he’d fall silent, seeming to look down at the flour.. intently. In the next moment, just as you blinked, you saw a whole tuft of the flour disappear— followed by.. a scrunched up expression on Wally’s face.

Did he..?-

“Don’t— don’t eat it??” You laughed again, softly, soon beginning to shuffle up beside him. He just smiled at you, despite still having that scrunched up expression— the expression of a man with a mouthful (or.. eyeful..?) of flour. “Here, just..”

From there, you gently took the dustpan and took care of cleaning up the rest— not trying to chip away at it like a flour avalanche, unlike someone. Wally, meanwhile, simply was crouched beside you, watching your movements with cat-like eyes. To him, you were just nice to watch. He liked how your hands moved— and he also really liked your hands, too.. Maybe that was just the artist in him— you had lovely hands, hands he’d love to draw! And hold!.. But, to be fair, he did also just like you. His gaze gradually shifted from your hands to just.. your face, just admiring you. You felt like you shrank under his gaze— cheeks growing hot, again. It wasn’t uncommon for him to stare, but by goodness— did you suddenly feel on display whenever you did. Not that you minded, especially from him..

Soon, with all the flour cleaned, you’d put away the cleaning supplies as Wally, instead, shuffled up to your counter. He had to cling to the edge of it to look at it, but that’s fine.

“What.. were you.. making?”

He stared at the scattered ingredients, trying to crank his brain together. Chocolate chips, flour,.. he thought he had seen Poppy use those before.. but what for?.. Ahh, baking was not his strong suite..

“Oh— uhm, cookies!” As you spoke, you’d huff a nervous laugh, soon slipping up beside him by the counter.

“Can I help?”

“.. Depends..—“ Rolling your eyes playfully, your hands would slip away from one another— having been fidgeting— to instead be placed on Wally’s shoulders. Your touch was light, hesitant, but he idly curled into it. “—Are- are you- going to keep eating the chocolate chips? Because that isn’t help..”

Watching as his eyes widened, he’d slowly crane his head up to look at you— eyes blown wide.

.. he was puppy dog eyeing you.

“Perhaps..”

You gave a soft laugh at his response, and he smiled. He liked making you laugh. It was a very pleasant sound, one he’d gladly ramble about to anyone who’d listen.

“Okay, well, don’t— please..” Humming softly, not angry, you’d sloooowly push the bowl of chocolate chips out of his sight. Not before he blinked and ate one last extra one. For this, you shot him a playful glare.

"What? I did.. nothing.." "Mm, sure.."

Smiling, you soon began to grab the flour again— far more wary this time. Wally simply kept you company, smiling to himself as he.. watched (you).

What a pleasant visit. ♡

SLAMS DOWN THIS PILE OF DOMESTIC BLISS. EAT UP.

I found it a bit hard to fully incorporate the reader being shy beyond just mannerisms with a pre-established relationship, apologies!! I hope it was satisfactory either way, though :]

God I love fluff ggnrrrnrenregg……….

#sighsdeeplyanddreadfully #wally darling x reader #wally darling #welcome home #welcome home wally darling #domestic bliss my beloved #x reader #reader insert

[mahikoto]

[Dates!]

my piece for the Darling Dearest- A Domestic Soriku Zine!!

this is a very sweet zine that's available for free now! 😼

#truly happy to have worked along side so many talents #look at us #we did well #soriku zine #darling dearest domestic soriku zine 2022 #sora #riku #kh #my art

[wannabepapa]

Haiii!!!!! Coming in with an ask to hopefully brighten your day at least a little!

I keep thinking about renting a quiet cabin somewhere where there's lots of snow for the holidays. I'm due in a month or so, so we wanted to spend one last holiday season snuggled up together before our bundle of joy is here. We get snowed in, but there's no cause for worry; we've got plenty of supplies and each other's company. Cozying up next to the fire, donning massive sweaters that look ridiculous yet adorable on us. Mine would be tight around the belly, but that makes for easy belly rub access, so I view that as a plus. I'd get you all situated by the fire with plenty of pillows and blankets before waddling off, coming back a few minutes later with some warm cookies and two mugs of cocoa. After everything's situated and settled, I'd crawl into your cocoon of blankets to snuggle up next to ya, letting my belly, alive with the movements of our little nugget, rest gently on your tummy. A perfect evening for a snowed-in couple of goobers, and as the fire smolders to embers, we'd either sleepily head to bed or decide to stay snuggled up on the couch for the night.

Or something like that sdjbahdahsbfha I am rambling hard. I am very eepy so thoughts are a little jumbly rn. Anyways enjoy this slightly messy Marin Brain Thought™

Marin, light of my life, the sweetest friend to ever exist!!!!!!!!! I am kissing your head because that brain is beautiful and I am so very appreciative of this ask it hits me in the feels for the cozy and domestic stuff!!

We take this moment—it's the holiday season and we deserve a break before baby comes—to disappear into a cozy cabin for the remainder of the holiday season. Our perfect second baby moon (I would have taken you on another holiday while you were around five months pregnant because the woman carrying my baby DESERVES A HOLIDAY) to not only reign in the new year but to celebrate us before bringing in a new being. I have made sure that we've got the coziest place with the perfect views before booking our nearly three week trip.

I have purposefully overpacked so we would have our favorite blankets, pillows, pjs, and even some of the baby's stuffed toys so we would feel comfortable on vacation. I have never been anywhere that has snow that didn't melt the next day so this is exciting for me. I've got new jackets and jumpers for us to cuddle in by the fire so we stay pleasantly bundled while watching the snow fall. I hope the baby is as excited for this trip as we are because this cabin is perfect and I don't really want to leave.

You bury me in our soft things and all the things we found in the cabin to make a nest of the living room floor. We don't have our at home but this will do as a temporary replacement. I keep trying to drag you back in to get warm though you keep escaping my grasp to waddle away. When you come back with snacks and cocoa I can't help but imagine our little nugget toddling right beside you with our newest addition nestled safely in your now noticeable bump. Who knows, maybe I'll be the one wrapped up in blankets with our newest addition while you get snacks for our happy toddler.

As you nestle down beside me my arms bring you in close, a hand spraying over your swell to feel our baby. That jumper is stretched so thin we can see their movements clearly—I love pointing out their little feet and poking them to play. Once we're settled I talk about how this is a perfect tradition to continue with our family, and how I can't wait to have another baby with you.

#;ask and ye shall receive #domestic things #darling Marin #;🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 MARIN #;THIS IS TOO CUTE I LOVE IT #;now my brain is stuck on domestic and it is going to become my whole personality #;you are too sweet and precious for this world

[sunwarmed-ash]

Kiss me.

I taste like weed and coffee

#which is wayyyy better than domestic cigerettes and imported sophistication #where my kill your darlings fans #also thinkin about OF again #turns out 30s are a hot age

[roxxeatzgravel]

The gays!!!!!!

#hehe my art #welcome home #welcome home arg #barnaby b beagle #welcome home au #wally darling #wally welcome home #welcome home barnaby #wally x barnaby #trad goth Wally #juggalo barnaby #:3 #them being domestic > therapy #I’ve actually been pretty happy with the way I draw hands

[stormyoceans]

THE SOFTEST MOST DOMESTIC BOYFRIENDS EVER 🥺🤧

#they're giving domesticity. they're giving tenderness. they're giving intimacy. they're giving adoration. they're giving love. #every day i get so sad at the amount of negativity this show is getting and i so wish they could receive more love #sigh my boys my babies my darlings #the way im ignoring the ending of this episode too im already living in a world where they have reunited and moved in together #vice versa #vice versa the series #puentalay #m: txt

[starvedvampire]

what if we were just chilling on the couch and i stood up and put on some of our favorite music and walked over to you to extend a hand and ask if you would like to dance.

maybe, if you were shy at first, i’d show you my groovy dance moves and be silly and make you laugh before spinning you around and pulling you close and putting a hand on your waist so we could sway side to side with our foreheads touching in a very soft, tender manner. and i’d kiss you bc the sound of your laughter makes feel lightheaded.

or if you wanted to we could just dance with abandon from the start, this is a great song for that. and we’d do the goofiest steps ever invented and just laugh our hearts out bc oh god we’re so stupid but it’s so much fun and it’s so nice to just let go and be this ridiculously free together. and i’d clumsily grab your face with both hands and we’d both giggle as we kiss before resuming our bizarre and wonderful choreography.

so, would you like to dance?

#sabre posts #thinking of my darling boy #i need to share little bits of domestic intimacy with them #🌻

[rrotostap]

I had the chance to participate for @DomesticSoriku zine, so here's my full piece! If you wanna see some more domesticity and fluff between our boys, the zine is free to download here!

#kingdom hearts #kh #kh sora #kh riku #soriku #domestic soriku #darling dearest #nothing like ur bf tenderly wrapping ur injured hand while holding it #this is also my first zine so im quite happy with it #man i do be loving this ship a lot

[andiloveyoutooangel]

"I know that face." Her voice is low, raspy from sleep, but still playful. He floats above her, caught in the act. Morning sunlight slits through the cracks in the blinds he's trying to close. Whatever doesn't fall on his skin lands like patchwork on the blanket she's curled up in, her tired eyes meeting his. "What are you worrying about now, hmn?"

"Ah, désolé, did I look worried just then?" Despite his self-assured tone, his expression betrays his sheepishness, as he ducks down to press a kiss to her forehead, "I only wanted to close the blinds so the sun wouldn't wake you before your alarm. I guess, uh, I woke you before your alarm, instead...?"

She's been so tired lately, is what he doesn't say, so busy and drained of energy. He wants her to be able to rest fully, as much as she needed, in the way where he'd threaten a solar eclipse if the sun dared disturb her on her first day off in so long.

"Taylor, you're so dear to me. Thank you." She says, simply, sincerely. Her smile is warmer than sunrays, "It's okay, you don't have to. Sun's good for me, in the winter."

"Ah. Okay, okay." So he leaves the blinds, slightly ajar. No solar eclipse then, if his love prefers the light. The dark of the room is warmly hued, tinged with mellowed gold. He hovers awkwardly, wings slowly flapping to keep him uncertainly afloat.

Wordlessly, she raises a wing and an arm towards him, an invitation, a request. Slowly, carefully, he lowers himself beside her. With much less care, she unceremoniously tosses the blanket over him so they're sharing, and he grins, ducking his chin beneath the covers.

He lets a wing drape over her, covering his charge, his human, his partner. In turn, she intertwines a hand with him and closes her eyes. Safe, content, trusting.

"I love you." She says, squeezing his hand gently.

"I love you." He returns, and they doze until the alarm wakes them properly.

#written in the stars (stories) #[ rose gold angel ] #[ waxen wings ] #wrote this waking up after all of my finals were done and i realized i had nothing more to do but go back to sleep :'> #(there was a different scene after The Falling; but i want to draw that one so we went with gently domestic scenes hgkjh) #i knew college was tiring but realizing 'it's over. the semester is over. you did it. you don't have to go back' was such a tangible relief #anyway!! agent :) ''i'd do anything for you. if i could miracle every problem out of your life i would. you deserve everything to be easy.' #balanced with his love of humanity. ''i can't remove every hardship. the world isnt heaven; imperfect and chaotic; and humans overcome. #i cannot rob my charge of humanity.'' but that doesnt mean he can't be pouty about it when the world is being mean to me hkjgh #hes so sweet. my darling guardian angel. guy heard ''this is your human. take care of them.'' and took it to the max for real hgkjh. #OH. ALSO SYMBOLISM. BECAUSE HE'S SUN CODED. EHEHEH. ''surely my charge doesnt want to be disturbed by the sun.'' #''no my dear i like the sun. it brings me comfort.'' urgugh. love. #using he and she for agent and me can be so funny. like. ''you thought we were a cishet couple YOU FOOL!!! WE USE SO MANY PRONOUNS!!'' #we are cishet passing and i think that's amusing. my and all my ocs are all so genderfucked. #anyway thats all hgkjf art time

[yetdevout]

we're having a date with asher in a couple days Goes crazy

#redacted asmr #redacted asher #THE APPLE TO MY EYEE #my darling. my sweet #a little night in its so domestic and cute ugh

[astrid-beck]

Okay I do get it I do understand the essek hype

#it took me a while #i know he's like. the fandom darling #and admittedly i tend to be a little bit allergic to fandom darlings. but he's my man now i get it. #unfortunately i think the amount of woobified ao3 domestic fluff fic worked against him bc i am also allergic to that #lena watches cr

[wannabepapa]

Oooh, okie I will send you an ask before bed then.

I keep thinking about both of us having long days and seeking solace in each other, but having absolutely 0 energy to do anything. I'd be waddling around the kitchen, doing what I can to help while trying to keep my heels from aching too bad. A short but conversation-filled dinner in the living space, a shared piece of cake I got from a student at work, a quick shared shower and we're in bed, snuggled up with my belly between us, our little nugget kicking and squirming up a storm. We'd both be tired and wonky, but the warmth and cozy vibes would be immaculate all the same

the long days filled with annoyances at work are all worth it in the end when i get to come home to you. though i am absolutely exhausted physically and mentally i am shuffling through the house to find you to give you a kiss on the cheek before my arms wrap around you. i can't give you a full hug now thanks to how big our little nugget has grown but i do over getting to feel your belly press against my softness. it isn't long before i'm also getting attacked by their kicks and punches so i'm kneeling down in front of you to give them much needed attention. i know their mom is doing everything she can for them and now she can take a load off so i can do what needs to be done before bed.

we'll do the little bit of cleaning while we're still coherent enough—i will be doing ll the bending and heavy lifting while you pick up around the house and come waddling over to help with putting away some laundry or dishes. in the kitchen we'll make a joint effort to preping the ingredients and i'll do the cooking if you are too tired to stand any longer. i love cooking so it doesn't bother me to be the one standing in front of the stove. we've got your chair pulled over to the side so we can talk about our days while you are off your feet for a few minutes. i take little breaks away from cooking to kiss the top of your head or place my hand on top of your belly to try calming the whirlwind movements of our little nugget.

when we've gotten through dinner with even more tired conversations in hushed voices we share that delicious desert that fills us up to capacity. i'll get the dishes in the dishwasher and do the kitchen clean up while you sit back and talk about what crazy things the baby did today. it's perfect, a happy contentment between the both of us as we cherish our time together before the baby is born. i try going on about having to put the baby's cot together when you're dragging me to the bedroom half awake at this point. the shower is quick but filled with gentle touches and even gentler kisses as i help you get washes up, dried off, and waddle walking with you to the bed.

i am far to lazy to get completely dressed. all that i manage is an oversized shirt and boxers before i've collapsed into bed. my eyes may be shut but i am aware the second your side of the bed squished down and you're shimmying into bed. my arms are open for you as you get situated, your belly pressing into mine as i wrap myself around you as much as i can. i can feel the kicks against my squishy stomach and an exhausted laugh tumbles out while i grunt out that it was bed time and they need to stop assaulting their mom and papa. it isn't long before we're both passed out—hands clasped together with twined fingers over your gravid swell with the tiniest movements before the too are asleep for the next few hours.

a perfect life. our perfect life.

#;ask and ye shall receive #darling marin #;Marin you are too good #;i also was desperately trying not to write this much but it got away from me #;i really just love the idea of coming home and getting to greet you heavy with my child #;it's doing things to my brain #domestic things

[todayisafridaynight]

NOOOO RIGHT 'CAUSE LIKE... the way the Arakawa Family specialize in faking deaths already, I'm sure Jo was so on top of everything. And who better to walk Masato through it right... flight's the perfect time to get started if it's gonna take like fourteen hours...

BUT YES. YEAH. Like The Day Of he's just paralyzed with worry and caught between wanting to do something and not wanting to go against Aoki... maybe at most he chances calling Arakawa telling him to be careful, because that's not too conspicuous given his role in the dissolution, but Arakawa just gives him the old I'll Be Fine Worry About Yourself... and, you know, why shouldn't he; they've always had their enemies and he's Arakawa the Assassin, he can handle himself... he can let himself have that fleeting hope, but deep down... and THEN he finds out and has to act like he didn't mean anything to him and has to go back to his duties like nothing happened... OUGH

Can I just say. Literally such an insane fucking series of scenes in Coin Locker Baby. Because you get Jo's despondence when he's saying he might have killed Arakawa--he's being a bitch to provoke Ichiban into a fight, but it's also an admission his inaction played a part, isn't it... and then you get him expressing that he's familiar with Ichiban's need to protect Arakawa... and then you get the sheer desperation and insistence in his voice when he says he could never kill him... and then you get--I'm not totally sure how clear it is in English--but you get him actively saying his feelings go deeper than Ichiban's without really explaining how... and then you get the tinge of fondness when he's thinking back on the old days when Arakawa lived up to his name... Like. Why Did They Do That. Any Of That.

ALSO. GOD. I've gotten so much shit the past couple days because I said I want to lock Jo, Kume, and Tendo in a room for five minutes For My Entertainment. Reading those tags felt like coming home honestly 😭 Like, even Ichi was ready to kill someone over Arakawa, and Jo was out here threatening to disembowel people [in the dub]. And I Think They Should Be Allowed To. As A Treat. So FOR REAL the biggest "I'm so glad we get to talk" 😭😭😭

On that note genuinely so funny that I took an extra ten minutes re-rendering the video because I forgot to put the "flashback" part in Arakawa's subtitles at first but then nobody read it 😭

But it's also something I've been mulling over because I'm delusional. Getting actors as high-profile as Nakai and Takei back for just A Flashback is kinda crazy to me because Arakawa and Jo's screen-time took up a full four percent of the entire game [over ten percent of the cutscenes] originally. But then if it's multiple flashbacks equivalent to that... what exactly is going on here that the past is so intertwined...

And Because My Brain Is Evil there is the fact that technically speaking, Yokoyama only said that line was from a flashback, and specified Arakawa wouldn't be appearing in the main story. Now of course a normal person would interpret that as him reassuring the audience he won't appear in any present-day scenes, but part of me was like. Oh So A Side Story Is On The Table [<- it's not it's fucking not it will not be in a million years]

JUST. WHAT ARE YOU GUYS COOKING WHY IS THE KITCHEN DOOR CLOSED WHY ARE THE WINDOWS BLACKED OUT

ANYWAYS that's enough from me for today I am [as always] glad you enjoyed One Missed Call and Kyouen, ABSOLUTE bangers

YAYA THATS WHAT IM SAYIN YOU GET IT. UNSURPRISINGLY BUT YOU GET IT ಥ▽ಥ

no but thats what i MEAN like i already was jokin with myself like 'jo and arakawa probably had A Thing right lmao' BUT THEN THE WAY JO TALKED BOUT ARAKAWA AND OBVI THE GENERAL FACT HE COULDNT KILL HIM REALLY JUST MADE ME (。・∀・??) AND REAALLLY LOOK AT EM CLOSER THE SECOND TIME AROUND like genuinely for what. it will fuck me up until i'm dead and gone SOOO unnecessary and yet they did it..

wack that people wouldnt want to see kume and tendo stuck in a room with jo like. from what i know everyone is a part of the We Hate Kume gang so. cmon. kume will be shredded into candy floss within five minutes. it'll be fun (๑❛ᴗ❛๑)

OK BUT NAKAI AND TSUTSUMI'S STATUS WAS A BIG REASON WHY I DIDNT THINK ARAKAWA NOR JO WOULD BE BACK FOR LAD8 THAT'S SO VALID TO CONSIDER THAT its that idea that just has me especially wondering what the plan is. im not expecting them to have MAJOR parts (or in arakawa's case too many flashback segments) but they MUST have a SUBSTANTIAL amount to warrant bringing them back right..

#long post #snap chats #when it comes to Famous Persons Coming Back i was also just like 'theres no way they could get george takei back right' #LISTEN i know the eng dub is not to be spoken of but it exists and it cant be denied takei's REALLY prolific in the states yeah #so i HAD to ask it was WORTH asking myself. unless they decide to swap arakawa's eng VA but w/e its not overly important #moving on. its ok most people dont read anyway no worries about missing a subtitle </3 a painful reality but. we take W's where we can. #OH BUT TO END /MY/ NIGHT THO i LOVED One Missed Call UGH such a good horror movie #i wanna watch it with my dad so bad he loves horror/suspenseful movies and we used to watch em whenever id visit him #KYOUEN'S A DARLING OF A SHOW SO FAR I THINK IVE SAID THAT ENOUGH but yeah......... BIG love........ #i'm almost done with it. if i said i finished it earlier i think i lied i cant remember POINT IS I JUST HAVE THREE EPS #i plan on watching them before stream time tomorrow so that'll be cute :] #buuuut speaking of finishing watching things i Just finished watching the first We Make Antiques movie and UGH #love. love love love it was so silly but also really fascinating to watch... team of forgers thats WILD and i loved it.. #i wish i had access to the sequels tho like PLEAASE i wanna watch these two be losers more.... #they became domestic with each other so quickly like goddamn.. money can do anything #it can make two dudes trying to con each other work together.. its beautiful..... #ok now thats all from ME for tonight. id talk more on the jo and aoki bits but theres a good chance ill do that during stream #or. ill draw it during stream. me drawing is the same as me talking now innit Let My Bullshit Speak For Me etc etc #ok thats all from me fr this time BYE

[mejomonster]

Chapter 141. Its just so funny to me Fei Du let's Luo Wenzhou play daddy. Fei Du is like sure I'll stop partying if the wife wants me to, stop drinking and street racing, wear warmer attire etc. And by wife at home he means a man almost a decade older scolding him like a baby but he likes his lovers exactly like that so <3 he's like "it's fine. I can follow his rules, I didn't care that much about the alcohol, as long as he's in my arms" and you know ignoring the whole "I might lock him in a basement and keep as a prize comment I made this winter"

Zhou Huaijin looked in the same direction as him, his eyes dimming. “Will you have tea? Or some sake?”

“Tea is fine. They don’t let me drink alcohol at home.”

#silent reading #lb #im not usually jnto daddy kink but its SUCH a part of their domestic dynamic and i love them for it #i love their casual THAT and casual touch as both are acts of service/gift giving/touch love types #also just. fei du: they dont let me drink at home u-u BITCH YOURE an adult and luo aint ur real dad u can do whatever #ur bitch ass like: they dont let me u-u instantaneously fueling luo wenzhous kink for u obeying him #and ur own little haha its my Home and my Home has rules and hes such a little jerk husband isnt he <3 im gonna have to bite him <3 #haha what can you do. lmao fei du LOVES sharing luo wrnzhous protective bullshit to others its fei dus way of bragging he has such a homey #stable domestic relationship. fei dus like I KNOW I WAS A PLAYER but look heres the man i made a ring for <3 hes MY man <3 he cooks for me #and worries if im even COLD. isnt he just DARLING i couldnt find another lover this GOOD arent i lucky? arent y jealous? arent u impressed #my player ass locked down this domestic daddy to spoil me rotten <3 you should be. a man will NEVER love you as much as my man #loves me <3