#BOYFRIENDISM !!! HE INVENTED

[theghooligan]

rindou’s audacity should never be questioned. my nasty little meow meow.

[faithinlouisfuture]

that scene in the movie where they casually introduce the gorgeous love interest and you instantly understand why the main character is head over heels for him

[mistresscitrusslice]

If your boyfriend wouldn’t depose the head of state for you he shouldn’t be your boyfriend

[tsukikoayanosuke]

Will You Be Okay in the Next Ten Years? - Ruikasa Week 2004

Day 6: Invention

(Inspired by Katekyo Hitman Reborn but no knowledge of said show is needed)

It was a sunny lunch break when Nene asked the question: “Have you ever wondered about the future?”

Emu, who was lying on her stomach, held her cheeks in her palm and elbow on the floor. Her legs swung back and forth as she asked back,  “Huee? The future?”

“Once we graduate from the academy,” Nene said again. “What do you want do you want to do?”

Tsukasa let out a chuckle. “Well, it’s obvious, isn’t it?” He struck a pose. “I WILL BE THE WORLD GREATEST HERO!”

“That’ll be so cool!” Emu leaped into a sitting position, eyes gleaming in excitement. “You’ll go in a Gundam and whoosh whoosh BOOM! Save the world!”

Tsukasa laughed loudly. “Exactly! To be heroes and protect everyone’s smile.” He grinned widely at the group surrounding him. “Isn’t that what Wonderland x Showtime does?” Emu followed his cheer while Rui and Nene just smiled. Tsukasa knew they could change the world; he believed in them.

It had been a year since Wonderland x Showtime was formed. All of them are students at Mikudemy Institute, a military academy in this age of advanced technology with giant robots as the main weapon. Both Tsukasa and Emu are pilots while Rui and Nene are scientist/maintenance. They had a bump in their first mission which nearly cost their early disbandment. But they worked it out and became stronger than ever.

“How about we take a peak into the future?” Rui suggested. “I’m also curious about what would happen.”

“You can do that?” Tsukasa asked, already feeling excited.

Rui chuckled. “I’m sure I can manage. Huh… Maybe I can…” He went off into his usual mumble, slipping into his own unique thinking space.

Nene let out an amused sigh. “There he goes again…”

“Let’s leave it to Rui!” Emu cheered.

Tsukasa couldn’t help but smile at the sight of Rui. His brilliant scientist will no doubt impress them once again, no matter how big or small in invention is. Tsukasa couldn’t imagine a world where he and Rui would never be together again, especially after that first fight. They said a lot of hurtful things to each other, but they managed to sort them out. If anything, they became much closer than before and Tsukasa wouldn’t trade it with anything.

*****

“TA-DAA! The Ten-Year Bazooka is done!”

“The what?!”

Rui, as he promised, came back three days later with a giant purple bazooka. They might be in a military school, but Tsukasa was sure that didn’t mean Rui could carry around a weapon without a license. 

“In theory, it can allow you to swap places with your future self,” Rui explained. “Like a time machine, but without the whole ‘two versions of you at the same time’ paradox.”

“Why ten years though?” Nene asked, still in disbelief.

“Well, the world of next week probably won't change that much, so why not far into the future?” Rui said. “And if it works, then maybe we can make a proper time machine.” 

“You haven’t tested it?!” Tsukasa shouted.

“That’s so cool!” Emu cheered. “I want to go! I want to go!”

“Hold on, Emu.” Tsukasa put a hand on her shoulder, stopping her from bouncing. “I’ll test it, just to make sure it’s safe.”

“Are you sure?” Rui asked. “The future is unpredictable.”

Tsukasa nodded determined. “I believe in you!” He took a deep breath and stretched his arms, “Hit me!”

Rui gave him a thankful smile and threw the bazooka at him. Almost automatically, it extended its mouth to swallow him whole. Tsukasa could hear a click and pink smoke covered his vision, causing him to cough. When the smoke subsided though, Tsukasa could finally see his surroundings.

He was in a room with white walls, ceiling, and floor. While the floor is clean, except for some trinkets here and there, the walls are covered with papers on every surface he could reach; printed articles with bold headlines, graphs and diagrams some crossed with a red marker, a pinboard with few photographs, sketches of what he could guess a human mecha armor (that Tsukasa remember is currently underdevelopment in his times). He was sitting on a bed whose sheet probably hadn’t been washed for the longest time. Beside it, there was an unrecognizable humming machine beside him and cables seemingly once stuck on something but were forcefully taken off. Beside where his head was supposed to be, there was a single worn-out platypus plushie that suspiciously looked like something Tsukasa sewed back then for Rui’s birthday.

There’s no way this is his room right? If Rui said that the bazooka was supposed to make him swap places with his version of ten years later, does that mean he’s going to be a slob?!

The metal door was suddenly opened, the light from outside hitting Tsukasa right on the eyes, making him cover his face with his hand. There was a breathy “What…” followed by the sound of shattered glass. 

There, standing by the doorway, was a man in their mid-twenties. Unkept purple hair with two cyan streaks tied in a sloppy low ponytail. His wrinkled lab coat hung on his skinny frame. Bags under his no-longer twinkling yellow eyes as if he hadn’t slept for years, but now those same eyes stared at Tsukasa with shock.

“Rui…?”

The man, ten-year-later Rui, crumbled. He sprinted to the bed and pulled Tsukasa into a hug so tight that Tsukasa could feel Rui’s ribcage.

“Tsukasa… Tsakasa…” Rui’s voice was hoarse, as if he hadn’t used it for a very long time (but why? Rui is always the lovable rambly one), yet filled with heavy emotions. He cradled his head, pressing kisses on his neck that made Tsukasa blush.

“R-Rui…?” Tsukasa tried to shift his position but Rui tightened his hug.

“Please…” he whispered tearfully. He was trembling. “Give me a moment…”

Tsukasa hummed, unable to deny Rui’s request. He brought his hand onto Rui’s hair, caressing him. Rui let out a whimper. Tsukasa didn’t have the heart to pull away.

It took a while but Rui finally let go of his hug. He cupped Tsukasa’s cheeks and Tsukasa could finally see how weary the man in front of him was. Has ten years really taken a toll on him?

“You look so young…” Rui whispered, his thumb caressing his cheeks. “How?”

Tsukasa gulped. “I’m not… I’m not your Tsukasa.”

Rui paused. “Not mine?”

“I’m from ten years ago. You- I mean, my Rui, made a Ten-Year Bazooka just for fun. So, we can, you know, take a glimpse for a few minutes.”

Rui’s eyes widened slightly before they softened. “Are you… Are you close with your Rui?”

“Aren’t we?” Tsukasa asked back, not really grasping between the words. “You’re still in Wonderland x Showtime, aren’t you?” 

Rui didn’t answer but Tsukasa could see a flicker in his eyes. A brief glimpse of melancholy. “What happened?”

Rui let out a huff, the closest thing Tsukasa took as a laugh. “Stuff happened. Your Rui accepted your apology, didn’t he?”

“Yeah… Didn’t you?”

Rui sighed through his nose. He leaned down, pressing his forehead onto Tsukasa’s in the gentlest cradle as if he would shatter. “You can make a different future. A future where everything will be okay. Where you can be safe.”

“But I have you. Why wouldn’t I be safe?”

“I made a stupid mistake.”

“Don’t blame yourself.” Tsukasa reached for Rui’s hand and leaned against his touch. “I’m sure my future self wouldn’t want that either.”

Rui’s eyes teared up from that and he gave a small nod. “He wouldn’t… He never would…” He pulled Tsukasa into another hug and Tsukasa could feel his shoulder getting wet. “I miss you… I promise I will fix this.”

“What happened?” He had to ask the same question, but like before, Rui never answered him instead he shook his head.

“The future is not set in stone. This timeline is nothing you need to worry about. You’re gonna be fine. You have to…”

Tsukasa didn’t have time to question again for his five minutes was almost up. His skin started to turn smokey as he stared at Rui in panic. “What’s happening?”

Rui must’ve felt it too because he pulled back, his eyes tearing up again. “Looks like it’s time for you to go home.”

“What will happen to you?”

Rui quickly grasped his shoulder, grounding him for the last few seconds. “I’ll stay here. I have so much work to do.” He shook him slightly. “Please promise me something.”

Tsukasa nodded. “Anything.”

“I know I can’t stop you from being a hero, but please, stay safe. Trust in others. Let them help you. Despite what you believe, you are not alone. If my feelings stay the same in your time, then come to me, I’ll do anything to help you.”

That was a big request but Tsukasa was never one to deny a promise. “Okay.”

Rui smiled. He leaned down for the last time to kiss him on the forehead. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry for everything… I love you… You’ll always going to be a star…”

Tsukasa puffed into the same pink smoke. When it slowly disappeared, he was back in the past, and the first thing he was the devastated faces of his comrades.

“Guys-”

“TSUKASA!” Emu immediately hugged him so tight that he thought his ribs cracked. She was sobbing loudly. “YOU’RE BACK!”

“Tsukasa, are you alright?!” Nene was never the one to lose his emotions, but Tsukasa could hear the desperate relief in her voice. She went down on her knees and clutched his shoulders.

“I-I’m fine.” Tsukasa returned Emu’s hug gently, causing her to cry even more. “Did you meet my future self?”

Nene froze. “We did…”

“How was he like?” None of them answered. “Guys?”

“You don’t have to worry about it.” Rui crouched down beside him as well and pulled the both of them close and Nene followed in. “I’m glad you’re back…”

They hugged him tight as if they were worried that he would switch places with his future self again. 

Tsukasa would never know about what the rest of Wonderland x Showtime had seen. Rui never told him about the state of his body ten years later: broken beyond repair but someone has been desperate to put him back with machinery. But ever since then, Rui had become more protective of him. Something changed in him.

He might’ve used the bazooka a couple of times after that, trying to look for clues of that bleak future from the news headlines: ‘Five years commemoration of the death of Emu Otori…’, ‘The peace treaty has been broken between Japan…’, ‘The Otori Cooperation will never be the same!’, ‘Scientists suggest of an approaching meteor…’, ‘The search for Pegasus’ body continues...’

Tsukasa could see it in Rui’s eyes: fearful yet determined. The future is not set in stone, so Rui swore they would never get to that future where the scientist Rui cradled what is left of hero Tsukasa in the crater that was his grave.

[luminositymoth]

Shoutout to Victor Frankenstein for being the first gay guy only

[sammysprincess]

sam kiszka being boyfriend 🤍🤍

[karlachismylife]

I saw your post about your gender feelings. Hang in there, bud.

If it helps, I was once told that no cis person ever questions "what they are", they just are. I get the imposter syndrome though, and the disconnect between your day to day and a small haven of peace where you can be yourself. I come from a conservative background, without any of the queer influences I enjoy today.

We're constantly growing, constantly learning new things about ourselves; I think that's part of the journey of being queer, rather than any indication you don't belong or aren't queer enough. You have a significant added challenge in exploring too and I hope one day they're gone. Much love and solidarity to queer Russians. 💜🤍💛💚

Already was on the brink of tears and now am crying, mate

Thank you, that thing about cis people not questioning kinda helped actually. I was told same about mental health issues (at least those can be confirmed with a paper and a stamp, huh). So i guess yeah. True. It's just the terf rhethoric about being confused and actually just seeking a way around patriarchy and all that bullshit that gets under my skin.

I'm happy you're free from those things in your past though, gonna live out my gay dreams through you and your art then, lol <3

I think another thing that is gnawing at me is that I am actually priviledged (and/or lucky). I had a lot of queer experiences that many other queer people here are absolutely robbed of. So it feels as if I'm kinda taking what they deserve more. Or that I can't be grateful enough for being able to have these things while others can't because I'm out here not even knowing what I am.

Anyway. Love wins. And we're here, proud and queer.

Love you 1969 times, thank you.

[vulpinesaint]

something insane happening in venom: the madness. perhaps i should have seen this one coming

[familyagrestefanblog]

Me being rant-y, I need to get this out of my system

You know what? I'm not sure if people in this fandom actually don't put together that Adrien only writing "I don't know what I want to do in future, but I know that I love Marinette Dupain-Cheng" is the result of him not having been allowed to grow up being his own person and under harsh conditional love (and literal mind control but go off), him then being abused, neglected and forced further into his father's international business where he basically was exploited as it's face and Adrien now loosing all hope in his future because his father is sending him into another country as punishment to make Adrien comply in that his future is already long decided for him and he has no choice.

Or, you know, if yall genuinely just don't care anymore for any other mental health than Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Félix Fathom very loudly crying, screaming and stressing over things, and now yall are just making fun of a depressed teenager - whose about to loose his home, remaining family, his love and friends and future - by calling him a malewife who doesn't and shouldn't have dreams and his own ambitions anyway because Marinette needs someone to raise her kids and cook for her.

So you're doing the same thing Gabriel does, taking Adrien's potential dreams and ambitions away from him before he can possibly have them to fit your own agenda to make you and only you happy, because you decided long ago that Marinette Dupain-Cheng's husband is not allowed to have a job, while you wanna make condescending malewife jokes at stay-at-home husband's expenses.

Like, at this point in this fandom I genuinely can't tell anymore if yall just genuinely can't put that together anymore because only Marinette's and Félix' crying matters since season 4, or if you guys are just actively being bullies now and you don't care anymore since Marinette got her prince serving himself to her on a silver platter and that was all that ever mattered to you about Adrien.

Truly, I can't tell. Because I can barely see any genuine sympathy for Adrien who is about to loose everything in a couple of days, which will also mean that he probably questions if he'll ever see Nathalie alive again.

No? Non of that? Just condescending malewife jokes that actually discourage boys who just wanna enjoy this show and Fandom from being stay-at-home dad's cause all you do is mock? Well alright.

But God help us if Marinette has so much as a paper cut on a finger..

[harboretum]

Drew my spouse’s babygirls in socks

[antebellumite]

halfway shitty meme i put too much effort into, halfway experiment with How Many Different Ways Can You Color a Panel

[stevebabey]

Hello!!! Pls consider: crashing Steve’s place post date, being too tired to take your makeup off and him volunteering to help, rooting through his mothers supplies to find the right stuff. He would be very gentle and considerate, and would kiss your nose when finished

anon i am CONSIDERING IT SO HARD!! i lub him so hard u don’t even know.

it actually starts with him watching you do your routine in the bathroom, just hanging in the doorframe and watching u fondly through the reflections in the mirror — he originally was there to complain that u were taking too long (whinger) but instead, he finds it really soothing to watch you unwind bit by bit, to see and appreciate the natural kind of beauty you have beneath ur pretty date-night makeup. he is both mystified and delighted at how soft ur skin is after it all, when he dots kisses on either cheek

but tonite, you’re not back at ur place, with all your stuff, the two of you end up winding back at steve’s place instead :) the sillay round of mini golf he’d taken you to ended up taking way longer on the basis of how stubborn he was on the final hole— INSISTING he could make the strange trick-shot they always have (he didn’t. the employee had to ask u both to leave after steve kept re-stealing the golf balls to give it another go) so you’re tuckered out and honestly fully prepared to crawl into steve’s sheet, makeup and all but stevie won’t let you :(

he drags you into the bathroom and makes you sit on up the counter, merely kissing away any pouting protests u might have— then disappears for a bit. when he comes back, he’s got a strange combination of bottles and flannels in his hand and he just DUMPS em all on the counter and is like ok :) i think i have all the stuff i’ve seen u use before :) and you hadn’t even known he had noticed what you use and what u don’t, and suddenly it’s a little easier to stay awake and let your boyfriend take care of you :’)

you’re expecting that he’ll be a bit rough, especially considering the way he shakes the makeup remover out of the bottle a bit violently- but the moment his hands are anywhere near your face, they’re slow nd gentle. ‘close your eyes, sweetheart,’ he murmurs, cupping the other side so to keep you still & you oblige gladly, unable to stop ur smile. he’s gentle, so gentle, tiny awkward wipes as he tries to figure out the best way to go about it — it takes a whole extra 10 minutes than when ur usually doing it but you don’t even mind bcos he’s being so considerate and all — he puts on some fancy moisturiser that smells so good, ‘it’s my moms :) but she won’t notice, don’t worry :)’

and when he’s all finished, he gives each of your eyelids a tiny kiss and then gives you one on the tip of your nose and grins when you smile because of it. then drags his hands down your shoulders, down your arms, til he’s holding your hands in his n says, ��okay, now bedtime for your highness?’ and ur like har har, yes please actually pls carry me and you know what? he still does it cos he’s that whipped for u

[flymypookie]

lol hi @pielove123clan

I just wanted to respond saying that if they don’t hire the person who got a recommendation letter from the dude who invented gacha- I discovered mean mirror technology then idk what to say

[lyssq]

Always thinking of how Kile said he and Farilane would have had children. Despite all past evidence, I am choosing to believe he would be a good father. Third time's the charm and all that

[steakout-05]

(DISCLAIMER: as of the 17th of August 2024, it was revealed that Craig is directly related to Barry, which obviously makes my Crarry art very awkward. this is here to say this was made before any of that was revealed and obviously wasn't intended to be a ship about... that.)

drew some ponays yesterday :)

[rivertigo]

Had a dream and I don’t remember much except for I was trying to seduce an androgynous man with earrings all up one of his ears