#They're dating
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patricia-taxxon · 10 months ago
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fandom girl who says the divine comedy was biblical fanfiction & metalhead boy who says technical death metal is directly descended from classical music
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tim-lucy · 11 months ago
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chenford + boyfriend/girlfriend
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wasyago · 1 year ago
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something incredibly self indulgent
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hisbucky · 11 months ago
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Athena: I am sorely disappointed. Eddie: ...At me? What did I do?! Athena: Buck had told me you invited him over for dinner yesterday. Just the two of you. Eddie: Well, yeah, but I didn't do anything?! Athena: Which is exactly the problem. How am I supposed to plan a wedding when my son's boyfriend hasn't proposed yet, hm? Eddie, flustered: ...Huh?!?!
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slavon8 · 9 months ago
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Now he's with Gordon (fashionable)
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xxlady-lunaxx · 28 days ago
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Okay hear me out!
Sanegiyuu, they're dating. Giyuu makes ohagi for Sanemi and they eat it while on a date and it tastes like his mother and that makes Sanemi cry.
i don't wanna talk about this rq being from october
It had taken much effort on Giyuu's part. He'd gone as far as hiring Mitsuri as his teacher (he actually paid her) to learn, taking several days and wasting many ingredients before he perfected it. Sort of. But the lopsided group of ohagi was better than nothing, and Giyuu gratefully thanked Mitsuri before hurrying off with his bundle of sweets. He was late in arriving and Sanemi was evidently impatient, tapping his foot as he waited for Giyuu. He looked slightly relieved when Giyuu appeared, but masked it with his irritation.
"Took your sweet fuckin' time," he grunted, but took Giyuu's outstretched hand so they could start on their way.
Giyuu apologized, tucking the bag of ohagi into his sleeve.
Somewhere during the date, he got tired of trying to hide it and presented it to Sanemi. Sanemi took it curiously, unwrapping the cloth and peeking into the container.
"Ohagi?" he asked, peering at it suspiciously.
Giyuu nodded sheepishly. "I made it," he explained. "Kanroji helped me."
"Oh." Sanemi paused. "Kanroji?"
"I didn't know who else could make it..."
Apparently finding this reasonable, Sanemi opened the container and picked one up, pretending not to cringe when it ungracefully nearly fell apart. But he ate it, finishing the first ohagi and humming to himself. Giyuu waited nervously, watching as Sanemi paused. There seemed to be very little reaction at first, but then Sanemi picked up another ohagi, this time taking longer to eat it. He looked almost lost, a bit in his own world as he chewed.
Unable to wait much longer (and just getting worried it was terrible), Giyuu mumbled, "Is it okay?"
He took the container back, a bit fidgety, and picked one of the not-quite-dense enough mochi balls and bit into it. It seemed fine, really. It seemed a touch too sweet, but it certainly was better than he'd expected it. What with Sanemi's silent reaction.
"I- I like it," Sanemi finally said, swallowing. His voice seemed tense, a bit off. He drank some water quickly and Giyuu brushed it off as the ohagi being too dry, or something.
"You do?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I do." Sanemi ducked his head down, finishing his second ohagi.
Giyuu frowned. "Are you okay?" he fretted, concerned. Was Sanemi sick? Had the ohagi made him sick?? Oh, god, maybe it did. ...could someone get sick that quickly?
Sanemi nodded. "'m fine. Sorry. One moment." He took in a shaky breath. Turning slightly so he was angled subtly away from Giyuu, he swiped at his eyes with the hand he hadn't used for the ohagi, swallowing again.
It took a moment for Giyuu to place that. It hit him as familiar, but he only understood a minute later that—"Are you... crying?" he blurted out, immediately regretting his words. He was such an idiot for just-
Sanemi grumbled. "No. I'm not," he huffed. He looked up then, at least, which only proved Giyuu right. His eyes were vaguely glassed over, and he was blinking quickly. "I'm not," he insisted, when Giyuu couldn't suppress a knowing look.
With the concern for Sanemi and worry that it was his own fault, Giyuu opened his arms. Sanemi hesitated only a moment before sinking into the embrace, burying his head into Giyuu's shoulder so he could hide his head.
"I'm not fucking crying," he grumbled, voice muffled by Giyuu's haori. Still, he clung onto him for several minutes until his breathing seemed to steady out. Then he sat up, pointedly turned away to rub at his eyes, then looked back at Giyuu.
"What happened?" Giyuu asked, forgetting that he should maybe just leave it be. But Sanemi answered, picking up Giyuu's half eaten ohagi and finishing it to busy himself.
"Nothing." Then, only a second later: "My mom used to make ohagi. When I was younger."
Giyuu took a moment to process that. He knew that Sanemi's only living family member was Genya (despite the protests), so that meant that his mother must've died. Which made him feel terrible for making ohagi—although he wondered, briefly, why Sanemi ate it so much if memories rose like that from Giyuu's shitty attempt at ohagi.
Sanemi continued, ignorant of Giyuu's thoughts. "She used to make it real sweet 'cause we couldn't have things like that a lot. Ohagi was always my favorite of the ones she made and she sometimes let us help make it with her," he mumbled. "Some of them were like these—kinda fucked up and distorted. But it just. Reminded me of them. Didn't mean'ta... uh. Yeah."
"Oh."
"'Oh,'" Sanemi mocked, rolling his eyes.
Giyuu pouted. "Sorry, uhm. It's okay. I'm sorry that I made you think of that," he said quickly. "I'm glad you didn't get sick or something, though."
"Sick?" Sanemi scrunched his nose. "From what?"
"The ohagi."
"You can't... get sick that quickly..." he said, raising an eyebrow. Then he grinned. "Fuckin' dumbass."
"Hey! I made you ohagi...!" Giyuu protested, ducking away from Sanemi's playful but dangerous hand.
Sanemi scoffed. "And made me cry, yeah," he grunted. He ignored Giyuu's pointed look at his admission, and went on. "Let's just finish and then go to your house. I bet you made a mess while making this and forgot to clean it up."
Giyuu stayed quiet, knowing full well Sanemi was right. Instead of answering, he helped Sanemi settled back down so they could finish eating. He made a quick, mental note to add extra sugar just for Sanemi, if he ever made ohagi again.
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starstruckclownart · 29 days ago
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Colored the godly spa date 🩷
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pinkarsonist0 · 3 months ago
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NEW NORM REDESIGNS!!!!
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Chloe:
The woke made her a hippie!!!!
Jk, she was always a hippie. But Norm blames the woke
14 y/o
Cis but goes by Any/All Pronouns
She likes plants
Closer to her mom
Has tried growing weed, we don't talk about that
Has done weed to fit the hippie aesthetic
Chaz:
Still goes by they/them
Still non binary
SUPER TALL
They're insecure about their height
Norm says they're stupid for that
Thinks they're ugly, so they wear a mask.
This is what's under their mask
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They have a wolf cut/mullet because someone drew Chaz with that hair style and I gained a new crush
16 y/o
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checkeredscarff · 9 days ago
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Requested by my POOKIE WOOKIE BEAR that I have decided to keep an anon bcuz yes (I lobe you pookie)
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-ˋˏ mᥲᥡᑲᥱ ᥒᥱ᥊𝗍 𝗍іmᥱ, ᥆r іᥒ ᥲᥒ᥆𝗍һᥱr ᥣі𝖿ᥱ ˎˊ-
┆Ivan wonders if Till would love him back in another universe
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-ˋˏWarnings┆none!ˎˊ-
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IvanTill incoming! Angst, angst, angst no comfort.. again :( Ivan basically confesses to Till and Till rejects him for the 10 billionth time and then Ivan has a mental breakdown 💀 THIS IS THE HS AU!!! Sorry I basically skipped the entire day cuz literally no one wants to read abt Ivan doing his forking physics classwork or whatever. Mizi and Sua are dating and Mizi is still besties with Ivan! Sorry it took like half of my winter break to post a fic, I've been recovering from finals burnout (kinda, I think, idk I might jus be lazy cause all of my finals were relatively easy 🤷‍♀️) This got a lil emotionally personal.. Ivan's been basically pestering Till for a WHILE :((( Also!! Don't mind if this is completely ooc or doesn't follow the hs au accurately (I haven't delved into the au's as much T-T
Not proof read cuz I suck :c
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"Do I have to keep telling you? I. don't. like. you. Ivan." Once again, rejected.
How long has this been going on? He doesn't even remember why he keeps trying. Is it just to keep getting his attention? Is it because he's convinced himself that if he keeps trying, maybe- just maybe- Till might change his tune? Who knows, who cares. Next time he even thinks about confessing again, he should remind himself to do it later in the day instead of doing it first thing in the morning, or to just not do it.
Oh well, life goes on.
"Just leave me alone." Till scowls before walking off, presumably to class. The bell rings shortly after. Ivan watched as his friends, Mizi and Sua, walked to class together, holding hands and talking. He hated it. He wanted what they had. Was that really so selfish?
He decided not to stop thinking about it and walked to class alone.
During lunch, he sat with Mizi and Sua, quietly eating lunch as Mizi babbled to him about something in between bites of her own lunch. He didn't necessarily hate Mizi, it's not her fault Till liked her but he also didn't necessarily like her for it. He knew it was a shitty thing to do, to resent someone- who thinks of him as a best friend- because of a guy but he couldn't help glaring at her when she wasn't looking.
He was taking another bite of his food when another thought popped into his head when he caught a bit of Mizi's rambling.
Maybe in another life? "'Maybe in another life..' That's what he said to her! I cried so hard when that scene came on!" Mizi squealed about some sad scene in one of her romance series, it was a very small part of the reason he wasn't listening to her.
The thought remained in his head for the entire day, after lunch, in class, in between classes, even when the bell rung to signal the end of the day. When he got home and flopped into bed he kept thought about it again. What if Till liked him? In another universe. What if they were already dating in another life?
He thought about what it'd be like. To hold Till's hand, run up to him in the morning, talk to him, have lunch with him, kiss him. It's not like he'd never thought about these things before, but in a new perspective like this he could let his mind run free.
What if they were married in another universe? What would that be like? Waking up by his side every morning, having Till help him get ready for work in the morning, kissing him when he got home, celebrating their anniversary in the cutest ways. What if.. this was that universe? Maybe Till just needed a few more shoves in the right direction before they hit things off?
He stops himself in the middle of that thought though. He's thinking like a delusional stalker and that's not the kind of person he wants to be. He just didn't want to live in the only universe where Till didn't love him back but he also doesn't want to be in one if the many universes where Till doesn't feel the same either. Every thought started making him feel worse, was this his horrible destiny or something? To be unloved by his beloved?
He hates that thought and decides to indulge in the last idea. Maybe they are made for each other? If that's true, maybe Till will eventually realize that Ivan is the best he'll ever get.
Ivan curls up in bed and pulls his blanket over him as if to try and hide from his own thoughts. He never cries, he's not that kind of person. Despite that being mostly true, he feels a tear roll down his cheek. It's not fair. Life his never fair to him. He always ends up getting the shorter end.
Why can't he ever get what he wants? He grabs the pillow from beneath his head, wrapping his arms around it, putting a leg over the end of it and burying his face into the side. He remembered complimenting Till when they first met, telling him how nice he smelled and asking what cologne- if any- he used. He remembered buying it after he started obsessing over him and spraying it on his sheets or pillow so he could shut his eyes and pretend Till was right there beside him.
Out of instinct, he shut his eyes and took a deep breath. It didn't serve as comfort anymore. The tears only came down at a quicker rate. He couldn't imagine Till comforting him and holding him, he could only think of him shoving him away, telling him not to touch him with a look of utter disgust.
He didn't want to start thinking this realistically about Till but here he was, all he could imagine was Till scowling and cringing at him. Is this the universe's last hint to him? That they aren't star crossed lover's? That they aren't meant to be? Is that it? That there aren't universe's where his dreams come true?
Maybe it's for the best. To give up. If they aren't meant to be, being in a relationship would only end in everyone being unhappy. Does any of this matter?
He takes a deep breath and pulls away from the pillow, wiping his tears, 'This is for the best.' he gets up and grabs his pillow and sheets, tossing them into the laundry and dousing them in detergent with a strong scent. He lies on the naked and empty matress, staring at his ceiling.
Next time he see's Till, he won't bother. He'll stop. He won't annoy him anymore.
At least that's what he wants to think.
He just hopes he won't go back to crying over him. He doesn't want to feel this way anymore.
He doesn't want to love him anymore.
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(I feel like this got way heavier than I intended it to. Sorry gang :c)
Thank you for reading, Reblogs are appreciated! -🪻
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ilikefrogsss · 1 year ago
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credits to @painterlypyro for the pose idea :D
this is literally them on 3 days left
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misaqtx · 1 year ago
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i love sukima's so much especially this one
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i wish someone would record all the sukima's and upload them to yt so i can watch them
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beanghostprincess · 1 year ago
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If Lusan has a million fans, then I am one of them. If Lusan has ten fans, then I am one of them. If Lusan has only one fan, then that is me. If Lusan has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against Lusan, then I am against the world. If you don't like Lusan, you're wrong.
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ditto180 · 2 months ago
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Little Alex and Carter sketch 😌, I give them new looks for my au.
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- They're in love, idk how but they really are
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- Couple goals, wristbands and necklaces 🫶
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- Changed looks yay, Carter has glasses and Alex looks like devon in idle hands 🥳✨
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- THEM 🗣️🗣️💜💜❗❗
Thanks to brujo_ari for the inspo, stan IWEYG 😍, byee.
PS: SHARP AS A TORN, I'M MALEFICENT 😈😈
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bionicle-ramblings · 1 day ago
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Was just talking about this with @chancetimespace
In a human AU, Vakama would own a 3D resin printer. Matau(they're dating, your honor) is usually the one to give him ideas, and most of them are food frogs
And, yes, this is directly inspired by SorrelsSouls, who makes food froggers
Matau also gets first dibs in the frogs Vakama makes and sells, because he's spoiled
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hisbucky · 1 year ago
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Hen, concerned: You need to call Eddie. Buck: What? Why? Did something happen? Chimney: That's the thing, we don't know. He isn't answering any of our calls. Buck: Oh. Just a second... Buck, turning to his phone: Babe, why didn't you tell me the others were trying to reach you? Eddie, currently on a call with Buck for the past couple hours: I had better things to do. Chimney, whispered: ...What. Hen: ...I'm going to murder him.
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heartbreakterrorbird · 1 year ago
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I think JVJ would be so good at gentle parenting Javert. I think Javert would just flourish with a chore chart and Good Job stickers
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