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theloveinc · 2 months

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OKAY hear me out but touya WITH a job getting ready at your cute vanity and pink room. struggling to put up his cargo pants/ slacks with the belt, while running over to get his coat off of the fuzzy pink chair in the corner. he's forced to fix his hair and check if his face looks the least presentable in your mirror filled with polaroids before he goes out and it's SO funny to watch him do that omg. i'm gonna die

(pt. i!)

WAHHH mismatched socks, the elastic of his calvin kleins (that u bought him) peeking out at his backside; he nearly trips over his work bag that's waiting for him on the floor and practically slides right into your full-length mirror--you're really rooting for him and even though he wouldnt say it, he'd try to strangle himself if he lost his job for being late just one too many times--because he's rushing to get out the door.

you can hear him from the kitchen where you're putting together lunches (not for him specifically, but because you already make something for yourself, you might as well...you're welcome, touya), AND YES IT'S SO HARD not to laugh when the door bursts open and he's looking like a little fool with his black and white hair actually combed down and smudges around his eyes from trying + failing to get your eyeliner off of him.

(also, did he use your hairspray that was sitting on your vanity? maybe. okay, yes. though it's no surprise he knows where everything you own is lmfao)

he stills refuses to let you put things in a lunch box, but no way in HELL he's not shoving the wrapped sandwich and bento full of fruit into his bag before !!! kissing you goodbye!!!

it's truly like a dream come true 'coz even though part of him feels like a DOG having to work for the man, making you happy is what MAKES HIM HAPPY and being able to fill your (and now! his) room with more cute and pink things is his new favorite hobby...

(and even though he blushes like hell doing it, the next lunch date he's picking you up from, he's paying the whole table's bill in CASH and not taking no for an answer. makes him feel the best he has in a while. even though he's still eating everyone's leftovers lmao.)

slay the house down HOUSTON I'M DECEASED!!!!

#dabi #sorry my grammar went oUT THE DOOR WITH THIS #HE (YOUR IDEAS ANON) MAKE ME INSNANNANANENENENSNSNANANNENEN #also him in big doc martens I AM ASDJFLKAJDHFJKADHSFNJKADHJN #i fiend.... for him.......#and i love u anon thank u for this blessing #also i wonder what he does for work i've been trying to think!!#i def think it's something funny like the dmv or post office or something #bUT IDK MAYBE it's something else entirely!!#this dabi universe is everything to me #also if u have ur little kitten nibbles too <3 and he finally can afford to buy it expensive food #WAH #he's so ... boywife like truly his friends( shiggy toga twice mags all of them) are all . 'okay when did YOU get married?#and he's like shut up . but then asks if he can invite them over for dinner sometime akljdfladjfa #yes now that u pay rent boi #MWAH #caitie things #anon #gen

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bruhman745 · 2 years

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wrote another short for @shepscapades ethubs dbhc au!! highly recommend reading her comic (and looking at her AMAZING art) before reading!

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“Bdubs.”

“Yes, my love?”

Etho smiled.

“I have a theory.”

Bdubs looked up at Etho from his place on the dirt, already pulling off his gardening gloves.

“A theory? What, you a scientist or something?” he snickered. Etho offered him a hand to get to his feet, and he took it.

“If I’m a scientist, I’m not a very good one,” he chuckled. “But I guess I’m just curious. You wanna test it out with me?”

They had been more than a human and his android friend for a while now, so Etho had taken to his own head to do a bit of… personal research. He wanted to show more affection in the way humans did, just to show Bdubs how much he cared, and he’d found some, confusing but interesting results. After looking into it further and diving deep into some sketchy forums, he was pretty sure this would work.

Bdubs rose an eyebrow, frowning.

“With you?” He narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. “This isn’t something… weird, is it? Because that’s the vibe I’m getting here!”

Etho rose an eyebrow.

“Weird? How so?”

“Like- Like, I dunno! It seems like you’re propositioning me for somethin’!”

“Is that what you think of me? Wow, Bdubs-”

“No, no no! Don’t you twist my words-” Bdubs huffed, then stamped his foot in the dirt. “Gah! You always do this! Seriously, they make you things way too smart-” He pinched his brows. “Nevermind. You can’t just ask me to test something with you while looking at me like- Like that! It’s weird, and you’re making Bdubs’ mind go to places Bdubs’ mind shouldn’t!”

Etho blinked.

“Looking at you like what?” He wasn’t making a face, was he? Bdubs couldn’t even see half of his face! There was no way he could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his eyes-

“Nevermind! Let’s just-” Bdubs waved a hand and turned, “-go do whatever it is you want me to. Make this quick, though – I’ve got moss to get back to!”

“Your moss will be just fine, don’t worry,” Etho smiled, taking Bdubs’ hand to lead him back to the house.

They got a few feet further before Bdubs grumbled, “I can walk myself, y’know,” but he didn’t let go.

Etho led him inside and shut the door. He let Bdubs set his things down and get comfortable, watching him quietly. Eventually, Bdubs stopped trotting around, absentmindedly mumbling to himself, and stood in front of Etho again with his hands on his hips. He narrowed his eyes again.

"What's this experiment then, huh? You gonna strap me to a table and probe me or something?"

"If that's what you want, then-"

"No! Don't finish that sentence! I don't want that at all!"

Etho laughed, "Really? Are you-"

"Yes I'm sure!" Bdubs poked him in the chest. "Just get on with it!"

Etho stepped closer to Bdubs, studying him for a moment. He noted that his body temperature had risen, his face subtly flushed, but didn't think much of it. He was just outside working all day, after all. It only made sense.

"Close your eyes."

Bdubs frowned.

"What, are you gonna rob me or something? You know I've got nothin' worth robbing!" He crossed his arms over his chest, moss shedding from his sleeves with the movement. Etho made a note to buy a lint roller later.

"I know. I carry your things for you,” he deadpanned, earning some more disgruntled noises from Bdubs.

“Ugh, fine! I guess I’ll do it,” he huffed and turned his nose up. He squeezed his eyes shut, and Etho watched him carefully. He waited, just a few seconds, and Bdubs peeked just one eye open.

“Liar,” he teased, and Bdubs threw his arms up.

“You didn’t do anything! You’re tellin’ me to close my eyes and then not doing anything, how am I not gonna look?! You could be stealing my stuff!”

“What stuff?”

“Oh you-” Bdubs snapped his mouth shut, cutting himself off, then turned. He walked a little circle before planting himself right back in the same spot, reassuming his arms-crossed stance. “Fine, I’ll actually close my eyes this time. Happy?”

Etho watched him shut his eyes a second time and smiled, “Very.”

He waited another moment and, when Bdubs didn’t open his eyes again, he stepped closer.

Careful, he thought. It is a delicate process for humans to get to this step in their relationships. I cannot mess this up.

He brought his hand up to gently grace Bdubs’ cheek, fingers brushing warm skin. He caught the sharp inhale from the other, and he hesitated.

“Is this alright?”

Bdubs just nodded, his jaw taught and shoulders tense. Etho worried he’d overstepped.

“I need verbal confirmation.” He didn’t, but he wanted it.

“Yes- I said make this quick, didn’t I?”

Etho hummed, “Yes, you can’t leave your moss waiting.”

His fingers slid further back, his palm cupping Bdubs’ face. He was warm to the touch, and for a moment Etho worried he was developing a fever when he remembered that this was normal in this situation. He dipped his hand down to trace Bdubs’ jaw, pausing as he felt the pulse pick up beneath his touch.

120 BPM, he measured. Interesting.

He pressed his palm to Bdubs’ skin, cupping his cheek. He felt him shift his weight, eyes catching the way he moved his foot over the floor, his hand slipping from Bdubs’ face as he moved away.

“Hold still for me,” Etho instructed. He couldn’t do this properly if Bdubs continued to squirm.

“I am!”

“You’re not, though.”

Bdubs huffed through his nose, then promptly stopped his fidgeting.

“Thank you,” Etho hummed softly. He swiped his thumb over Bdubs’ skin, and realized he was just stalling. He knew why; Bdubs was human, and he wasn’t. As much research as he’d done couldn’t equal natural ability – instinct. No matter how hard he tried, he could never quite understand fully.

But this could be the first step to trying, and he knew trying was better than nothing. He couldn’t mess this up; he had to take it slow.

Unluckily for him, Bdubs happened to be one of the most impatient people on earth.

“Is this the theory? Are you reading my mind or something? I didn’t give you permission to read my mind – you don’t wanna know what goes on in there!” he rambled. “Not that it’s anything bad, I just don’t think you could handle it. Bdubs’ mind is powerful, you know.”

Etho laughed.

“Shhh. I’m sure it is, but you know I can’t read minds. We’ve been over this before.”

“I know, but you could be lyin’ to me! You’ve done it before-”

“Not on purpose.”

“-and you wouldn’t hesitate to do it again!”

Etho was quickly realizing that if he wanted Bdubs to be quiet, he’d have to make him. He leaned in closer, their faces inches apart. He used his free hand to pull down his mask.

“Bdubs.”

He watched the other’s mouth stop before he said another word, shutting for a moment before he spoke.

“What? What is it? Do I have something on my face?”

Etho was quiet for a moment, then remembered something he’d found in his research. Perfect. He smirked.

“You don’t, and that’s the problem.”

He closed the distance between their lips finally, ignoring the warning flashing at the edge of his vision. He could hear the thirium rushing through his body; he could almost feel Bdubs’ lips against his. Almost.

Their kiss was short, though, because Bdubs quickly shoved him away to an arm’s length, hands grabbing Etho’s shoulders in what could only be bewilderment. His eyes were wide, his mouth was open, and his face was flushed bright red.

“What the hell are you doing?! Why- What-” he stumbled over his words, barely able to form a sentence. “You’re- You just kissed me! Why?! Why would you do that?!”

Etho blinked. He drew his hand back.

“Is that… Is kissing not, okay? I thought-”

“I don’t care what you thought! Why would you do that?! You’re- You’re-” Bdubs stuttered, hands not leaving Etho’s shoulders. Etho dreaded the words he was stuck on, his chest aching already. He wished it was just his thirium pump acting up.

“I’m… not human. I know.” He finished the sentence for him, eyes cast to the ground. “I read that it’s something you do when you want to show affection for someone. I can’t really, you know, do that in the way I would, uh, as an android, with you.” He looked up again, putting a hand over Bdubs’ as he met his eyes. “I overstepped, I’m sorry.”

Bdubs just stared at him, blank-faced. Etho searched his features, trying to find any hint that his apology had been accepted, but Bdubs only blinked.

Then, he laughed.

“Whaat? What are you talking about?” He dropped his hands from Etho’s shoulders. “I’m not mad! I just- I don’t get where all this is comin’ from! I mean, first off, it’s weird kissin’ you- Not in a bad way! Just- I don’t think you were made for that. Your lips are all weird and rubbery and-”

Etho sighed in relief, hanging his head. He put a hand on Bdubs’ shoulder, balancing himself as he laughed loud. Bdubs stopped rambling and frowned.

“What? What’s so funny? Why are you laughing?”

Etho just shook his head, chuckling.

“I’m just so relieved!" he gasped, though he didn't even need the air. "I thought you hated me for a second!"

"I couldn't hate you! If I hated you, you would'a been gone a long time ago, I'll tell you that much." He turned his nose up, then gave Etho a quizzical look. "I just don't get it. You can't even feel any of- well, that! Why kiss me if you're gettin' nothing outta it? It doesn't make any sense!"

Etho's laughter died off, but he let his hand linger on Bdubs' shoulder. He processed the question for a moment, then looked the other in his eyes again.

"I do feel it, though. I'm not supposed to, but I do."

Bdubs rose an eyebrow. He stepped just a pace closer.

"Really? How?" He tilted his head just a few degrees to the right, the action catching Etho's eyes easily. He stared for a moment, fondness warming a smile on his face, before he answered.

"This." He pointed to the damage on the left of his face, touching the part closest to his lips. "It's not a lot, but since I never got it repaired, I have touch sensations here."

Bdubs nodded, hand on his chin as he hummed and thought for a moment. Etho dropped his hand from his shoulder.

"Really? So…" He stepped closer. Etho took the cue, leaning down so they were eye level. "So if I kissed you here, you'd feel it more?"

He put a hand up, just brushing the damaged area. Etho felt it, the warmth of Bdubs' skin flooding his face.

It was… different. Not weird. Just different.

"Yes," he breathed, afraid to move too much.

A warning flashed, "Thirium Pump Irregularity Detected."

Shut up.

Bdubs grinned. His hand pulled Etho's face in closer. Their lips brushed.

"I don't need 'verbal confirmation' for this, do I?"

Etho smiled, "No, you don't."

#dbhc au #ethubs #hermitshipping #shep ur au is making me insane #so im going to make everyone else insane by writing for it #mwah <3 #there will be a continuation to this btw #hermitcraft fic #takes place in s8 btw #if u notice a detail yes its on purpose

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quick-catton · 2 months

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girlboy ollie for the timeline ! (◠‿◠✿)🎀🩷🍭

#dedicated to all my fellow boys in skirts and makeup enjoyers #started this ages ago i took so long i am deeply sorry #don't think about this ollie getting manhandled by felix #don't think about him lounging by the lake in a sundress stealing felix's lollipop and giggling #don't think about felix bending him over a couch and lifting his skirt up #don't think about felix calling him “my pretty girl”#yes the angel wings necklace is for felix mwah #praying tumblr doesn't ruin the quality #girlboy oliver #quick-catton art #femcattonquick brainrot #cattonquick #oliver quick #i do commissions for saltburn/mota btw and also if i am inspired may draw ask–requests/ideas !! <3

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ryonello · 1 year

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i have feelings for him

#trigun #trigun stampede #wolfwood #nicholas d. wolfwood #YES i started watching stampede specifically for him NO i will not elaborate #(surprisingly more fond of vash than i expected i would be tho tbh)#inosuke va buff .........#but YES i wanted to speedrun vashwood prints for melbnova this weekend but iont think ill be able to finish vash in time ;o;#at least i will have wolfwood ............#ANYWAY #i will go make dinner and then see if i can speedrun vash . otherwise i will pass away <3 #mwah #my art #MELBS I AM AT MELBNOVA THIS WEEKEND AND DREAMHACK NEXT WEEKEND COME PERUSE MY WARES QUASTION MARK >?

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suntails · 6 days

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hijo de la luna

#okay FIRST off. song by mecano my friend said is soooo silver and it is. like. the story steers off his course but its still his song #SECOND. this isnt Actual hollow moon fanart but it is in my heart. ive reread ell's fic 3 times now and every time it kills me. KILLS #go read it. hollow moon by serenescribe. its a 40k oneshot of silver slowly but surely being moon snatched. its delicious #the tumblr crowd already knows how swagalicious ell is tho i dont need to sell it to u. the munchiest crunchiest writing ever. mwah #but yes. i want silver to be made of moondust. i want him to shimmer and glow white as snow i want him a MOON CHILD #also i do Not make OCs bc im not creative but i think his roommate is a vil fan and eats oatmeal and likes sil's birds #by proximity. doesnt care for animals otherwise. he also has a crush on silver he told me himself #twst #twisted wonderland #twst silver #if catríona suntails doesn't draw a dramatically lit background then what's the point #suntails

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sentientsky · 5 months

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read this gut-wrenching (and very relatable!! who said that) excerpt from Gabrielle Bates and Jennifer S. Cheng and now my tired brain is being annoying about it and won't let me work, so enjoy some gay yearning infused ramblings ab crowley or whatever

you greet the dawn like a blade, the sun cutting every sliver of longing out of you (this is a lie and you know it / this is a lie and he knows it / he must, oh god he must, after so many stretches of forever). the want that you hide in the hollows of too-dark glasses and too-casual words is the same want you've carried for six thousand fucking years; the same want you've held between clenched fists and in the shallow of your ribcage and under the floorboards and anywhere that might keep it captive, might make it small enough that you can one day stop burning up kerosene at the thought of his hands and the bend of his elbow and a mouth that speaks only softness (your want will never be small, and you know this). he turns his face to catch the light and maybe it would have been better if you'd burnt up in the fall because now you're all teeth, all hopeless, heavy desperation, and he's right there. he's right there and he's been right there for an endless infinitude. and yet you will never know him except from the teetering precipice of the lines you've both drawn in the sand (reaching, forever leaning towards warmth). because the walls have eyes. because the walls have maws that open/close/bite/break/rend and to touch him would be to doom you both. he turns his face to catch the light and you dig half-circles into your palm; the only physical evidence of a love so gaping and blood-red it may as well be a wound straight through your side. he turns his face to catch the light and you look away. you cast your gaze up and away, as though She might absolve you of such gentle sin.

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codgod-moved · 1 year

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CUPID 💘

HI HI HI ITS BEEN SO LONG HERES A JIMMY FOR HEART SHAPED STUFF MONTH

@veryfoolishgamers @t4tcecilos @empiressmp @the3rddenialist @moonlight22oa @rockydrago @funkily @jackzmms @manwhorechip @thatonesheep @cabbagegunk @waspcup @weaselmcdiesel @peskybirb @fuckingfish1234 @cobrawaifu @griancraft @c0nstantparanoia @yawningawning @f4rlands @cshrub @aquello-main @finalgirlyuri @itsafangirlthing416 @booisghost @angiemelon @mxmallory @crazy-dyke @laffengas @oakskull @galatoma @frootyloopy @sweetsweetemo

#.png #jimmy solidarity #solidarity gaming #eyestrain #bright colours #oh yeah if anyone ever wants off the taglist just send another ask and i’ll take ur name off #idk if i ever mentioned that #anyways hiii #it’s been so long i almost forgot how 2 draw him </3 #but yes just something fun and quirky for valentines month. mwah #second day in a row i’ve used a bright contrasty background colour ig this is the kick i’m on lately #< referring to a post on my art blog not here obvi

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sighonaraa · 2 months

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Any thoughts about Foggy’s family reacting to Matt being back in the post-blip Daredevil fic?

HOUGH. thank you for asking this my love because i DIDN'T have any thoughts about it and now i DO. oh BOY DO I!!!!

See, what seems to be a million years ago, now, Anna's son brought home his roommate from college for Thanksgiving. He had told them all that Matt was different, whispered hushed through the phone, that he didn't come from anywhere nor have anywhere to return to, and that it had taken days of embarrassing pleading on his part to get Matt to even reluctantly agree to the visit. So Anna had said okay, honey, sounds good, and then she'd hung up the phone and worried with her husband as to what exactly it was that Foggy was bringing home with him. (What it was, was this: A kid, mop-haired and shy, mumbling please and thank you and offering to clean the dishes and jerking with surprise every time her husband clapped him on the shoulder.) (What it was, was this: Anna's third son.) She remembers Foggy telling her about Matt's--disappearance, the first time. She'd kept making an extra serving of dinner and dessert, just in case he returned, and eventually, he had. A bit quieter than before, a bit sadder, but whole. She doesn't remember Foggy telling her about Matt's second disappearance. Her own hands had been gritty with dust, or ash, or whatever it was they called it. She'd watched her husband crumble to pieces between her palms and then she had to open the front door to tell her son that his father was gone, only to find out that her other son was gone, too. And yet. And yet. Her husband is here again, and Matt is-- Matt is sitting at her kitchen table, socked feet tucked up beneath him, Foggy at one shoulder and Karen at the other, and he's saying please and thank you and offering to clean the dishes and it's like no time has passed at all, even though so much of it has. She passes her fingers through his hair as she sets their plates on the table. He doesn't flinch, not anymore. Instead, his body leans into the touch, and remains.

#AUGH WEEPS #ask #readwing #thank you for asking this i love u 4ever MWAH <3 #no one touch me i'm emo about found family and adoptive parental figures and the love that brings people together again #daredevil #matt murdock #foggy nelson #anna nelson #(yes i did forget foggy's dad's name hence why he is shrimply. The Husband.)#sid speaks

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