#DATING HELP

[luvrxbunny]

GUYS HOW DO TOU DATE PPL IRL?? LIKE HOW DO I MEET PEOPLE??? IM SO TIRED OF BEING SINGLE

FUCK

I DONT WANNA DATE ANY OF MY FRIENDS AND I DONT WANNA GO ON A DATING APP HELPPP

[normystical]

i need help with this.

so, me and my fwb. i'm aro, he's double allo. he's in love with me. i've tried reciprocating, but i just can't. recently, every so often, when we text each other raunchy things, he'll kinda go into a rant about how much he loves me romantically, it gets a lil awkward for me. this time around, we got into it and he just seems to really want to date me. i feel so bad. but it feels more natural calling him my friend than my boyfriend, i've tried it before. it's really nothing though, right? just a label on top of what we already do, right? so why doesn't it feel right? and will he ever fall out of love with me if i DO date him? cuz i really fucking hope he falls out of love with me someday. he has to. anyway, should i date him or not? i feel so bad, he seems so upset about it. idk what to do.

[secretswiftymarvelfan]

Guys I need your advice.

Okay so a while ago you may remember I posted saying my crush slid into my dms 😆 well its been going pretty well and while there are no set plans there has been talk of me going to visit him for a weekend (eeek)

Now, we met back in my hometown which is where he used to live too but he since moved a couple hours away. And so any ‘first dates’ would involve travelling to each other and most likely me to him. Which honestly is kinda freaking me out a bit because i’m used to coffee dates and travelling to see someone for a first date seems huge because what if it goes horribly wrong???

Essentially I just wanna know what you guys would do? Would you go? Would you not? What would you do if you did or didn’t? Am i overthinking this? 😂 please let me know either by commenting or sliding into my anon box because ya girl needs it… and i might have an update for a fic in return….

[emylis-lovemastery]

Dating Tip #2

[frenchhoneybee]

buffy fandom help

i just matched with someone on a dating app who said S4 was her fave season. is this too much of a red flag??? it’s at least a beige flag for sure. her reasoning is bc Tara was introduced and bc of the final episode of the season

[firewolf111]

Is it too much to ask that people don't police other people's relationships?

Just the other day, my sister and father were judging me because I didn't ask my girlfriend about the weather down where she is at (we are currently long-distance).

And then my sister said about me being awful at conversation, to which I argued "I am not terrible at conversations just because I didn't talk about the one specific topic you thought I was supposed to."

And then she had the nerve to say, "I would have thought you would have cared about your girlfriend's safety."

I do! If she wasn't safe, she would have told me. We talked about other things. Because it's our relationship and we talk about things we want to talk about with each other. Sorry I forgot the societal norm of asking about the weather.

So, yay! I got to spend the whole day feeling like an awful partner.

Please stop policing what a "normal" relationship looks like. What matters is that it is healthy, not if it is "normal."

(Sorry, I'm still kinda upset over this and kind of anxious)

[kiisaes]

i sentence you two to eternal pining

[lunewolf13]

Tim and Jason were munching on Batburgers mid-patrol. Entirely out of the blue Tim says: By the way, I'm bi.

Jason pauses, then swallows his burger: Uh, okay?

Tim: I just wanted to tell you. In case, you know, you think no one would accept you.

Jason: ...Huh??

Tim: Yeah, there's a reason why I brought this up. What I'm trying to tell you is that B told me to tell you that you can bring your boyfriend over for dinner whenever you want.

Jason just stares at Tim, wondering if he's experiencing a fever dream because what??

Jason: What boyfriend??

As far as he knows, there is no boyfriend. Why does Bruce think there is a boyfriend??

Tim being understanding but for a completely different context: It's okay, Hood. I'll tell him you said no. No need to deny it.

Jason continues to be baffled: Thanks. But I don't have a boyfriend.

Tim does not believe him: Sure, sure. So, when's the next time Arsenal plans to visit Gotham?

Jason goes back to eating his burger and pretending he's not totally confused by the change in topic: Uh, this Thursday. I'm gonna help him with Lian's birthday cake, and brainstorm gift ideas.

Tim: Uh-huh. Hope you have guys have fun :)

[dating-advice-for-all]

Hello and welcome to “dating advice for all (or dating advice no one asked for)”

This advice is meant for anyone and everyone no matter your identity, sexuality, etc.

That being said please note this is coming from my experience as a white afab genderfluid pagan bisexual, so there may be nuances in dating in communities I am not a part of that I am not aware of (always willing to learn and listen though!)

Feel free to ask any questions, leave any comments, or give feedback!

Good luck out there!

[davidtellsall]

You're Still An Innocent

The month of February is almost over, and still, I see no change in the way I’m living and feeling. Thursday will come around and I am going to ask for more time off from work to discover myself. The good part is that I feel okay, I am not crying or anything, it’s just sadness, anxiety and depression I still feel.

(02/27/2024) Last night I didn’t sleep at all, I guess you could say I pulled an all-nighter and just didn’t bother to sleep. I just laid there and tried to sleep but TikTok got to me and so did YouTube which usually helps but it didn’t help that night for me. The lingering questions still flout above my head asking the same damn questions and thoughts. Lonely feelings I have and overcome my body for not talking to anyone, I messaged my bestie and caught up with her a little bit. Found out about our supervisor from work and how she is sick, which Is unfortunate. I also hung out with him, and we spent hours together eating and going to the store and just talking. I still don’t know where we stand but I’m too afraid to ask out of fear of being rejected but that’s life, sometimes we need to hear the truth and feelings of others and sometimes we just won’t like what we must hear. I hate the feeling of rejection from a person I’ve come to enjoy my company with but at the same time I’m kind of getting used to not having him around and if I lose this person, it won’t hurt as much, I just can’t be friends with people I have fallen for, I will have to move on. I plan to write him a letter and express all my feelings and thoughts in it for one day, I hope to read it to him just to convince him of my side of the situation and how it would be if we were to get together.

On the other hand, I’m still on the apps just to have a backup plan but let me just say, boy do I hate the apps. No responses from people, blocks, and just being left on read, goodness its just so hard dating. Just when I think I’m going to get lucky and someone I like response back to me, they leave me on read and just move on, the absolute worse. So, there’s that, let’s see how this week goes.

[bruciemilf]

There’s something off about Bruce.

Dick’s eye is trained for detail; He has to calculate every leap, every step, every breath, every count. He’s a showman. Everything is routine, and routine is everything.

Injury isn’t unusual, especially for his father .He out stubborns Tim in resisting medical examinations, after all.

For Bruce, secrets are protection. He lied about every injury he had when Dick was Robin, suffering in silent agony as the pain grew and grew, a tradition he carries on from Jason to Damian.

If Bruce screams, it’s bad.

“God fucking dammit, how the fuck does he do this? Who the fuck breaks their femur AND just carries on? Jesus FUCKING Christ.”

Bruce curses under his breath, profanity hushed. Dick’s veins freeze, blood turning to stone. He guesses his shock is obvious because Jason mirrors it to perfection.

One; Bruce doesn’t curse.

Two; He definitely doesn’t curse in a jersey accent.

The unease is pungent. Alfred practically tastes it, vitriolic as anything. His chest is taut, pulse slow, “Sir,” it’s cautious, “Shall I prepare the supplies?”

‘Bruce’ waves his hand, voice gruffer, lower, smokey, “Yeah, thanks, babe,”

Alfred blinks. And whoever pretends to be Bruce, blinks back, almost like a deer being cornered by an English hound, smile a bit boyish and unsure.

“…Thomas?”

“… Okay, you’re gonna laugh—“

Dick is reeling, because apparently:

His dead grandparents have been possessing his father throughout the years and they, wards to the best detective in the world, never caught on.

“Look, I get you’re pissed, BUT,” It’s so unbelievably weird watching Bruce be so expressive;

His hands move energetically, like they have their own voices, and his rain soft voice catches on fire when his father talks through him,

“This IS 50% MY body, technically.“

“Thomas, dear, that is not how that works. Come now, you’re scaring our grandchildren.”

And Jason’s voice is uncharacteristically soft when he speaks, more posh, more elegant . That is not his brother.

Alfred passes out, to no one’s surprise.

[humanityinahandbag]

In my mind, Robin has to tag along on most of Steve's hangouts with Eddie. Eddie thinks it's a SteveandRobin thing but really it's because she's the only line of defense between Eddie and Steve.

She just keeps telling Eddie that he should be grateful. He doesn't get it but whatever.

The actual problem?

If Eddie does anything in the vicinity of Steve that's funny or sweet or, even more dangerous, is really nice and attentive to any random child, Steve suddenly gets a look in his eye that means Casual Hangs Can Include a Marriage License, Right?

On Halloween, helping Steve give out candy, Eddie made a little girls night when he saw she was dressed as a princess and actually bowed and once she and her dad were gone Steve put down the bowl and casually said, "After this we need to swing by City Hall real quick."

Thankfully Robin was there to spray him with a water bottle and throw a full sized Milky Way at his head.

Meanwhile Eddie's standing in the background confused as hell wondering why Steve keeps suggesting bureaucracy as a fun activity and why Robin and Steve are whisper-yelling at once another in the kitchen like it's not even legal and you haven't even asked him out yet! and I'm wooing him, Robin, where's your sense of romance? When you know you know! Did you see how he is with kids? And that's quitter talk honestly Robin, I'll break City Hall's doors down and you can sign the papers it can't be that hard.

[temeyes]

when ur captain asks u to hold the flashlight for him

[dxckgrxsonx]

uhm. jason todd who absolutely needs to jerk off in his car after taking you out on a date and kissing you goodnight for the first time.

he can’t wait until he’s home to finish. too worked up by you. so hard it aches. hips pushing up into his hand. fucking his fist. gasping your name. mouth parted. eyes rolled into the back of his skull. he’s almost disgusted with himself. jerking off in his car outside your place. all from something so goddamn simple. but it hurts.

he can’t help himself. you have no idea what you do to him.

[flwrkid14]

Everyone Knows They’re Dating… Except Tim and Danny

To literally everyone, Tim and Danny are a couple. They’re so obvious about it, it’s almost annoying. Tim goes out of his way to prioritize Danny over anyone else—he’ll cancel plans, rearrange his schedule, and bend over backward to make sure Danny’s happy. Need coffee at 3 a.m.? Tim’s already out the door. A custom gadget? It’s in Danny’s hands before he even asks.

And Danny? Danny dotes on Tim in a way that’s almost overprotective. He ensures Tim eats, sleeps, and doesn’t completely drown himself in work. He’s always there, watching out for him, ready to step in if Tim ever needs help. And god help anyone who says a single bad word about Tim because Danny will defend him with a ferocity that borders on terrifying.

They live together. They cuddle to sleep. They share a bed. They have dinners together like it’s some weekly tradition. They wear each other’s clothes so often no one can tell whose hoodie is whose anymore. Sometimes they even plan matching outfits when they go out. Their “hangouts” are way too romantic and way too specific to not count as dates.

It’s obvious to everyone that Tim and Danny are dating. Everyone… except Tim and Danny.

The breaking point happens when Danny starts spending time with a new friend. Tim doesn’t even notice at first, but slowly, irritation starts bubbling under the surface. Why does Danny even need new friends? Doesn’t he already have Tim? And then the irritation morphs into a tight knot in his chest every time Danny talks about hanging out with this friend.

At first, Tim tells himself he’s just being logical—Danny is busy enough as it is, why stretch himself thinner? But when Danny cancels one of their movie nights to go out with this new friend, Tim spirals. He’s glued to his laptop but hasn’t typed anything in over an hour, too consumed with thoughts like: Is Danny replacing me? Am I not enough for him? Does he want someone else to be his best friend now?

He’s never been good at handling emotions, so naturally, he decides the best course of action is to bottle it all up and ignore it. That is until Steph shows up and immediately clocks that something’s wrong.

“What’s with the grumpy face?” she asks, slumping onto his couch.

“I’m not grumpy,” Tim lies, glaring at his laptop like it’s offended him personally.

Steph raises an eyebrow. “Right. So why are you moping like someone kicked your dog?”

“I’m not moping,” he mutters, crossing his arms.

Steph stares at him for a long moment, her eyes narrowing as she pieces it together. She knows Danny’s out with some new friend, and now she’s looking at Tim, who’s pacing the apartment like a caged animal, glaring at his phone every few seconds. Her expression shifts—realization dawning, then sharp focus. “Oh my god, Tim. You’re jealous.”

Tim freezes. “What? No, I’m not. That’s ridiculous.”

Steph crosses her arms, her gaze locked on Tim as if he’s the most complicated puzzle she’s ever tried to solve. “Okay, let’s break this down,” she starts, her tone deliberate. “You’re upset that Danny’s out with someone else. You’re overthinking it, spiraling about whether or not you’re enough, and now you’re convinced you’ve somehow ruined everything… Does that sound like just ‘friend’ feelings to you?”

Tim freezes mid-pace, the words hitting him like a bucket of cold water. “I—what?”

Steph raises an eyebrow. “Tim. You’re jealous.”

“I’m not—” Tim begins, but then stops, the denial catching in his throat. His brain scrambles to process her words, but the sinking feeling in his chest refuses to let him dismiss it. The pieces fall into place, one by one, each memory sharper than the last: the way his heart always lifts when Danny smiles, the quiet warmth of falling asleep next to him, the ache in his chest at the thought of Danny choosing someone else.

“Oh no,” he whispers, his voice cracking. “Oh my god. I’m jealous because—because I’m—”

Steph sighs, rubbing her temples. “You’re jealous because you’re in love with Danny.”

Tim’s knees almost give out as the realization settles in. “I’m the worst friend in the world,” he blurts, his voice breaking. Tears spring to his eyes as he starts pacing again, his hands flying up in a panicked gesture. “I have no right to feel this way! He’s my best friend—he deserves someone better, someone who won’t ruin his life with… with whatever this is!”

Steph groans, dragging a hand down her face. “Tim, for the love of—you're already dating.”

He stops dead in his tracks, blinking at her like she’s just spoken another language. “What?”

“Seriously? You’re basically married,” Steph says, throwing her hands up. “He practically lives here, you do everything together, and you’re constantly rearranging your life for him. What part of that screams just friends to you?”

Tim’s mouth opens, then closes, his mind spinning as he replays every moment with Danny through a new lens. The quiet mornings when they share coffee in companionable silence. The way Danny always notices when he’s stressed and pulls him into a hug without a word. How being with Danny feels like breathing—natural, essential, like coming home.

And it all clicks.

Oh. Oh no. He’s in love with Danny.

The realization is overwhelming, a mix of panic and joy and sheer terror. But beneath all that, there’s something else—a quiet certainty. He doesn’t just love Danny; he’s in love with him, and he doesn’t want to waste another second pretending otherwise.

Tim decides, then and there, that he has to confess. Because if there’s even the slightest chance that Danny feels the same, he’s not going to let it slip through his fingers. And if he doesn’t… well, there’s always Antarctica.

When Tim finally confesses, he pours his heart out in a way that’s so painfully earnest it makes Danny laugh.

“Tim,” Danny says, tears of laughter in his eyes, “I thought we were already dating.”

Tim blinks. “What?”

Danny grins. “Yeah, I kind of assumed we were. I mean, we live together. We share a bed. We cuddle. We’ve been wearing matching outfits for months, dude.”

“Oh.” Tim feels his face heat up.

Danny laughs again, pulling Tim into a hug. “You’re adorable, you know that?”

Tim buries his face in Danny’s shoulder, equal parts mortified and relieved. But hey, at least now they’re officially dating—or, well, aware of it.

Steph hears the whole story later and immediately texts them both: “Congrats on being the last ones to figure it out. True geniuses at work.”