#(it's subtle but it's there)

[inkrivelbr]

Unrequited love || childhood friends

Liu Qingge since he was a child, he has been in love with Shen Yuan.

Since he was a child, Liu Qingge would run after him and try hard to make Yuan-ge look at him.

Over the years, Liu Qingge could not stop being a friend to Shen Yuan.

In high school, a newcomer got very close to Shen Yuan, but Liu Qingge was unfazed.

But after the two's time together began to become almost nonexistent, Liu Qingge finally realized that something was wrong.

But he was undeterred, and in his final year at school, he decided to confess his feelings.

With the support of his friends, Liu Qingge invited Shen Yuan to the new coffee shop that opened in the city, Shen Yuan accepted.

The night before the "date", Liu Qingge reluctantly accepted skincare night with his sister.

Even though the "date" was only in the afternoon, he woke up early to get ready.

Liu Qingge does not consider himself a narcissistic person, but he knows he is beautiful.

Shen Yuan praised him several times, Liu Qingge even made his hair grow because Shen Yuan said his hair was beautiful.

Nervously, Liu Qingge waited for Shen Yuan at the coffee machine, but he was disappointed when he saw Luo Binghe along.

Hiding his disappointment, Liu Qingge tells Shen Yuan that he has something important to say.

Shen Yuan says he also has something important to say, Liu Qingge tells him to say it first.

Laughing happily, Shen Yuan says something that breaks Liu Qingge's heart.

— We're dating — He says while holding Luo Binghe's hand affectionately.

He used to hold my hand like this when we were kids.

Liu Qingge looks at Luo Binghe, who is smiling victoriously.

Liu Qingge feels horrible.

All the hours training how he would declare himself, all the motivating messages from his friends, the hours getting ready with his sister to look good.

All this for nothing.

Liu Qingge had already lost before he even tried.

Swallowing the bitter throat, Liu Qingge congratulates the couple.

—What did Liu-di want to tell me?

Liu Qingge looks at the couple, internally begging that two of his own tears don't come out yet.

— I went to the college I wanted.

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As the years passed, Liu Qingge threw himself into his studies to try to forget the pain in his heart.

But that never helped, as I still followed Shen Yuan on his social media.

Seeing the photos of Shen Yuan happy with Luo Binghe, Liu Qingge always wondered.

What does he have that I don't have?

Is it selfish to love you when you are clearly happy?

Is it selfish to want you to look at me like that too?

Liu Qingge falls asleep feeling tears in his eyes as he remembers a photo of a pair of engagement rings.

The next day it didn't matter how much he ignored his friends' worried messages on his cell phone.

He cannot ignore Shen Yuan's messages.

Shen Yuan says he is very happy, and wants his best friend to be at his wedding as best man.

In a silent cry, Liu Qingge accepts.

Leaving the house, he went to the nearest hairdresser, which belonged to his sister's girlfriend.

— I need you to do something for me.

Sha Hualing doesn't comment anything, even though she is surprised and curious, she just does what Liu Qingge ordered.

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Everything about the wedding is beautiful, you can see that Luo Binghe doesn't care about the money he spends.

At the time of the speeches, Liu Qingge feels like he is going to vomit.

But as best man he could only tell the couple.

— I hope you enjoy growing up with him, the same way I enjoyed growing up with him. — He says while looking at Luo Binghe

He knows that Luo Binghe truly understood what he meant.

I hope you love him as much as I wish I could.

Liu Qingge looks up at the sky, his short hair blowing in the wind.

Be happy Yuan-ge

[rou-luxe]

the two most recent alfons doodles next to each other

<- adult, younger ->

[jessimiko]

IS IT JUST ME OR ARE THE PAPERS THEIR NAMES ARE WRITTEN ON THE SAME COLOR AS THEIR INDIVIDUAL AURA COLORS

[giggly-squiggily]

Yo giggles, I have this headcanon the Leopold does have the cocky personality that most royals have (kinda like noelle's). And gets weirded out when a commoner does something commoneish? Anywya could u write a drabble about it? Maybe with asta and yuno? *Cough* yunleo *Cough*.

{Headcanons to Dabbles: CLOSED!}

Heyo! To be honest, I think I misunderstood the assignment with this one akjlrkjearjkeajk I read it like- five times in a row and still said: "...Did I do it right?" Either way- I hope you like it anon! Personal confusion aside- I had a lot of fun writing this one! :D

“Wait- WHAT? And you do that all day long?” Leopold was gaping, watching Yuno spin piles of clothes through the air with his magic. Across the way, Asta was wringing shirts out one after the other.

“Not all day- it usually takes around an hour if I’m doing it. Asta though…” The brunette shrugged, a small smile pulling on his lips. Seconds later he was jerking away with a startled laugh when water flicked at him, Asta shaking the shirt out violently in his direction. “Aim it somewhere else, shortsta!”

“Sorry- you looked overheated.” The smaller wizard snickered, returning to his task. “But yeah- you guys don’t do your own laundry back at your place, do you Leo?”

“Well- no. We have servants that cook and clean for us, so dinner and fresh clothes aren’t ever something we have to worry about.” He watched Yuno twitch his fingers, the now dry lining folding into a pile of squares. “Course the last time any of us siblings cooked, we nearly set the house on fire- so maybe that’s a good thing.”

“Pfft! I can see it!” Asta cackled at the thought, tossing the last of the shirts into the air cycle before dumping his bucket. “Given how fired up you three get- I bet it’s all crispy!”

“Didn’t you burn a hole in Sister Lily’s favorite pot the last time you attempted to cook?” Yuno blinked at him, just barely saving the clothes when Asta ambushed him. Limps flew and fabric reigned down around the three as they began to wrestle across the grass. “Asta, the linen!”

“We’ll wash it again! Take that back, you overgrown jerk!” Asta cried, fingers already attacking Yuno’s ribs, making the brunette shoot up with a squeal. “Take it back, take it back!”

“Nehhhehehehehehhever!”

Leopold snickered in his hands as his boyfriend got wrecked, heart fluttering at the sweet sounds. Then his attention turned to the fallen linen- dry but scattered. With a hesitant hand, he reached out, grabbing one of the shirts and folding it.

The square wasn’t nearly as neat as Yuno’s- but it was similar enough. With a shrug, he got to work finishing the pile as the boys rolled down the hill, laughing the entire time.

[gothamitee]

What will you be tonight? That’s the question

[anyknotrants]

-after Damian turned 16, at the family dinner-

Bruce: so... Damian, do you remember the Oreov girl you met at the gala last week?

Damian: *looks up* yes

Bruce: what do you think of her...?

Dick: *tries not to laugh*

Tim: *fails not to laugh*

Steph: *doesn't even try not to laugh*

Damian: she was... acceptable, if a bit annoying, why do you ask?

Tim: He's trying to set you up!

Batkids -Damian: *laughs*

Damian: *stares blankly*

Bruce: of course, you don't hav-

Damian: father, are you unaware that I'm in a committed relationship?

Duke, Tim and Dick: *choke on their food*

Steph: *chokes on her drink*

Cass: *smiles*

Batkids: WHAT?!

Bruce: ... I-....

Jason: *laughs so hard he almost falls from his chair* oh Jesus Christ! The world's best detectives at their finest!

Dick: you knew? And you didn't tell me?!

Jason: where the fuck do you think he went almost every fucking friday?

Bruce: *turns to Damian* I- I though you were having sleepover with Jon

Damian: I was.

Dick: but you just-

Batfam: *stops all their movememnt as they realize*

Jason: *actually falls from his chair laughing*

Bruce: JONATHAN SAMUEL KENT!

-over at the Kent farm, also having family dinner-

Jon, who heard Bruce shout his name: I feel like I'm going to get murdered by a bat in my sleep

Clark, who was also listening in: right after you explain why I had to find out you're dating Damian throught their family dinner

Jon: hehe... fuck

[creativepromptsforwriting]

subtle acts of love

giving them food without them asking for it

randomly bringing them flowers

holding a door open for them

pulling out their chair for them

guiding them with a gentle hand on the small of their back

making them lunch to take to work with them

fixing their clothes or hair

giving them a massage

talking casually about a shared future

showing them their appreciation for them

waiting at home to say hello when they come in

paying complete attention to them

giving them a casual, but thoughtful compliment

writing them a love letter and hiding it for them to find

showing them something that reminded them of their partner

humming a song to calm them down

giving them a quick kiss whenever they pass each other at home

casual grabbing their hand and swinging it back and forth

remembering something they told them

[martyrbat]

hate when a batman artist isn't committed to bruce's lame bat schtick... give that man a bat insignia on the bottom of his boots rn

[hinamie]

10 years later

[retquits]

question because i'm curious...

+ tell me your favorite pokemon/reasoning in the tags i'm nosy

[novelconcepts]

I Saw the TV Glow is such a uniquely, devastatingly queer story. Two queer kids trapped in suburbia. Both of them sensing something isn’t quite right with their lives. Both of them knowing that wrongness could kill them. One of them getting out, trying on new names, new places, new ways of being. Trying to claw her way to fully understanding herself, trying to grasp the true reality of her existence. Succeeding. Going back to help the other, to try so desperately to rescue an old friend, to show the path forward. Being called crazy. Because, to someone who hasn’t gotten out, even trying seems crazy. Feels crazy. Looks, on the surface, like dying.

And to have that other queer kid be so terrified of the internal revolution that is accepting himself that he inadvertently stays buried. Stays in a situation that will suffocate him. Choke the life out of him. Choke the joy out of him. Have him so terrified of possibly being crazy that he, instead, lives with a repression so extreme, it quite literally is killing him. And still, still, he apologizes for it. Apologizes over and over and over, to people who don’t see him. Who never have. Who never will. Because it’s better than being crazy. Because it’s safer than digging his way out. Killing the image everyone sees to rise again as something free and true and authentic. My god. My god, this movie. It shattered me.

[jaredthebc]

Do you ever think about how almost all of N’s Pokémon throughout the first games were one offs he released after he battled you, how he cared about them all deeply enough that he thought it would be selfish to have them battle more than necessary. And do you ever think about how this is the case with all his Pokémon EXCEPT his Klinklang in the final battle at the league, where the second to last battle he had a Klink and this Klinklang is very likely that same Pokémon? Do you think this was a visual representation of his mindset wavering from a fixed point? How that Klink refused to leave him right away and he couldn’t bring himself to force them to leave because his mind is in so many different directions? He can keep them around just a little longer until he becomes champion, it won’t be long, he can bend things some so long as he doesn’t fully stray from his path…right?

Or is that just me am I the only one willing to be insane about Klinklang of all Pokémon

[nyaa]

why did they make it look like it’s from Detroit:become human?

[eevylynn]

In that second gif, it looks like he's holding back rolling his eyes as he says, "And my dad"

I guess Void was just not in the mood to deal with him just yet

Void Stiles in Letharia Vulpina (3x19)

Does it hurt? Hey, look at me. You should have done your reading, Scott. See, a nogitsune feeds off chaos, strife, and pain. This morning, you took it from Isaac, then you took it from Coach. And then from a dying deputy. All that pain. You took it all. Now, give it to me. You really have to learn, Scott. You really have to learn not to trust a fox. Know why? 'Cause they're tricksters. They'll fool you. They'll fool everyone.

[godslittlesadge]

THE MENTAL HEALTH BROTHERS