#HE'S SPEECHLESS

[shokujin-art]

Nael do you need a bra for your tits? We can go shopping for some if you need! ^^

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[lawshearttattos]

i need to see Sabo and the strawhats reunite bc i love the idea of them mentioning Ace and going "He was so polite!!! a true gentleman! so well mannered!!" while Sabo who only remembers kid Ace is just like "???????ACE??? FERAL AND RUDE ACE??? RAISED BY MOUNTAIN BANDITS ACE???? KID THAT USED TO BITE PEOPLE??? THAT ACE????"

[takethebodymarc]

pomme hitting richarlyson non stop and bad is speechless he doesn't know how to keep going jgjg

[lyramundana]

When he watches you being dragged by the members and giving them more attention than him

Tagging @channieandhisgoonsquad because I'm her bae💕

[rake-rake]

"What the actual fuck guys."

[triggerhappymilitant]

I'm in love with you. But you already know that, so how about a better question instead for you to react and answer to: Will you marry me when we get out of the Borderlands?

Send "I’m in love with you." to see how my muse reacts.

[sennenpharaoh]

It's not like he didn't want to do it, he did very badly. He usually held back to it though as to not make it awkward between the two, because he knew things would be complicated if he had made a move on him like this.

His heart wanted this, though and he couldn't help it. There was just something that reeled him in to show him such affections. Hearing his words though he sighed. What was he going to do originally? That he didn't know, Roy wanted to comfort him, but it felt like hew as still worried and there was no way to really stop the tears, but doing this did cause those very tears to stop.

The fact of the matter was that Roy's feelings were showing the more comfortable he got with Atem and that was what happened, his feelings were screaming at him, but he kept putting it down, trying to pretend they didn't exist for Atem's sake.

Now, he couldn't go back, not when his feelings were screaming to tell him how he felt, especially now with the words that Atem said to him.

'Why do.. that to me?'

"Isn't it obvious? I did it because I wanted to. I did it because those are my feelings, Atem."

"Your... what...?"

Atem couldn't believe what just came out of Roy's mouth. The kiss to his forehead, and now his cheek... they were his feelings? For him? He was aware that there was some kind of relationship slowly taking shape between the two, a closeness that to everyone was all but a formality. At this point, the obvious next thing would have been some sort of confession. From who to who? Anyone's guess. All Atem knew that the first move wasn't going to be from him.

Why? Too much in the air, too many uncertain factors... too many unwanted ears. He wanted things to be more concrete, more certain. He was happy with how simple their relationship felt like. This was... out in the open.

He couldn't help but feel something almost lift him up, or attempt to. The thought of his close friend having such feelings for him was in the back of his mind, somewhere, if only because of simple suggestion. But to hear such words and know of such actual feelings made him feel like the most flattered person alive...

But also the most hesitant.

"I..." Atem began to speak, his hands brought close to his chest. His beating chest. "I'm not sure what you want me to say. I... didn't think I'd ever hear such thoughts and feelings from you that I... I don't know what to say."

[agentsanders]

You’ll be a silver fox before 40 at this rate.

[thesepricelesstears]

Am I?! Well If I can eat Asian pears (my own kind) on a daily basis then yes maybe I am. :3

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[lazylittledragon]

this 'will they/won't they' is made of string and paperclips

(more of this)

[luna-loveboop]

Gosh Wind is quick

He was by far the first with his sword out when Legend was bit. Terrifying little bro

Art and awesome character by Jojo @linkeduniverse au :D

[roses-and-revolutions]

DC x DP Ideas

For 'reasons', Ellie has been transferred to Gotham Academy under the guise of living with her guardian Vlad Masters but she's actually living with Dante, Danny, and Jazz.

From the moment she arrived, she had become rivals with Damian Wayne in everything from academics to sports and even the arts.

They wouldn't admit it but they were having fun. Having a rival who's always trying to one-up you, forcing yourself and each other to become better, more extraordinary. (It made a great distraction from their complicated home lives.)

But somewhere along the line, something had changed.

After a debate competition that was held at the school, Damian couldn't help but gush talk about this girl, his friend, Danielle Masters, and how cool and competent she was, and how she was the only person in the school worthy enough to be friends with him. (Awe baby's first crush!) But, ah, Dames, what's an ectoplasmic being and how are they not sapient or sentient?

On the other hand, Ellie is livid. She had Dan buy her a punching bag just so she could put Damian's face on it. She thought he was her friend! Turns out he's just another anti-ectoplasmic being supporter. She tries every day, to go to school, talk to him, and pretend everything is normal. But every time she sees his face and perfect smile of victory, her blood boils with a cold icy rage. (How dear he proclaims so proudly the ghosts are not truly living beings!! Just because we are dead doesn't mean we do not live on.)

Good thing Danny knows how to make portals now! Because when she gets home she's gonna go ape shit.

[lucasxroden]

"We both own restaurants, so we have common careers. That's about it." Lucas admits softly. "You and I, we...I don't know, we get along well." He shook his head. "You shouldn't have to be afraid to admit how you feel, though, I understand that viewpoint. Oh god, no. I'm not turned off by what you do at all. Your career makes you, you. I think what you do is cool, actually."

"Yeah, but you have to admit, you have a lot in common." She looked at him and nodded. "I do, yeah. I mean, I have for a while now." She admitted and looked at him. "I was just afraid to admit it. I mean, a lot of people are turned off by what I do."

[youwerethedefeated]

Can't wait to see how gay this is gonna look animated

[mischievous-thunder]

When Logie Bear's too high to lie

[ghostlysoaps]

John MacTavish used to spend parts of his summers in England visiting extended family and this is where he ends up meeting a boy a couple years older than him named Simon. Surprisingly enough, they hit it off. His bombastic, extroverted personality somehow manages to compliment Simon’s rather timid, introverted one. Joined at the hip, the two of them quickly call themselves best friends, and, as children tend to do, develop a bit of an innocent crush on each other – going so far as to promise to marry one another if they haven’t found anyone else by the time they’re both twenty-five.

But then autumn arrives and goodbyes are made and their promises to meet up again never come to fruition.

He doesn’t forget him though. Their friendship remains a fond memory, even a decade later, though much of the details are blurred with time. Perhaps it’s because they’d been each other’s first kiss – if the chaste peck of lips-on-lips can be called as such – or it’s the ring of twined straw, brittle as tinder, he has tucked away in his box of mementos that make that particular summer an unforgettable thing.

That and his steadfast insistence no one else is allowed to use a certain nickname for him.

In any case… those faded months are far from his mind when John Price is showing him around their base of operations, introducing him to people as they go along. The one-four-one consists of near enough two dozen operatives though he’s told it’s not uncommon to be mostly paired off with a select few of his fellow soldiers if they play to each other’s strengths. He nods along and pushes for the use of his callsign when folks wish to be friendly. Until, eventually, he finds himself face-to-face with a man who needs no introduction. A living legend as it were; who’s records Soap had worked hard to beat.

“Well then, last but not least. MacTavish, this is Lieutenant Simon Riley. Also known as–”

“–my future husband,” John finishes for him, based on a name, twelve percent of a full thought and the manc accent he’d spied when hearing him dismiss a batch of recruits.

Youngest to ever make the SAS and about to be the quickest one ousted, he thinks miserably when the eyes assessing him narrow at his declaration.

“Johnny?”

Oh.

“So ye do remember me!” Pivoting from mortification to delight, and heedless to any gawking voyeurs, John slings an arm around Simon’s shoulders to draw him into a loose side-hug. “No’ long now ‘fore we need t’ get hitched, aye?”

“Courthouse is a twenty minute ride,” Simon says drily.

Soap laughs, brighter than he can remember doing for a long time, before he immediately starts teasing Ghost about not proposing properly.

(He does, of course, do so years down the line.)