#actually so so cute

[gongyussy]

good thing from jp twitter this week is queen of old man yaoi michiru sonoo discovering the term old man yaoi

update: somehow it got impossibly more wholesome

quick translation: おかえり: welcome home あ 終わった 終わった: ahhh, it's over! it's done! コーヒー? お茶?: coffee? tea? コ~ヒ~ ありがと: coffee, thank you~ ネク��イレア★★ ネクタイ取るレア★★★★: seeing him with a tie on, rarity level ★★, seeing him take a tie off, rarity level ★★★★ にあうな~: it suits him~

also please do follow: AraigumaSha: sensei's twitter account marureviere: maru, who does such valuable work highlighting bl manga for an international audience

[qiinamii]

new guy in the Express

bonus:

adding more to the whimsy

[moncuries]

guess what i watched on new years (a redraw kind of)

[fraternum-momentum]

crucifix.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

UGHGJHTGH THEYRE SO FAMILY TO MEEEE

[contemplatingsaudade]

Mama cow with her baby :3

[xpurplepiex]

found out about the existence of this pairing like a month ago and im already in love with these two <33

[24hrsoda]

Dick doesn’t stand a CHANCE and yet tries to protect damian anyways

[itstimeforstarwars]

I hate knowing how to sew. I hate that knowing how to sew compels me to fix my own clothes when their shoddy construction destroys them cuz I don't wanna spend another fuckin thirty dollars to replace it when I have $1 of thread. Mending is the worst and it's 90% of the sewing I do these days.

[lil-vibes]

Silk Cradle was rough on them lol

[atompalace-official]

[cheriafreya]

Dr Ratio and Aventurine in Rota Fortunae, by Megane98, Unnämed/Lucien

[housecow]

someone on a big boob help forum told me to try yitty… this is a 5x 😭

[chloesimaginationthings]

I can’t wait to see mangle in the FNAF 2 movie,,

[hansoeii]

one day they might be brave enough

[teddybeartoji]

megumi NEEDS you to pay attention to him at all times but he won't ask for it bc fuck that but if you haven't 'bothered' him in like an hour he's huffing and puffing and stomping his foot. he doesn't call or text, he just shows up at your place and then stares at you because he refuses to tell you what's wrong either.

but you can tell he's clingier than usual. he joins you on your bed/couch and he sits a bit closer than usual, his thigh pressed against yours as he sinks into the pillows. he toys with the hem of your (his) shirt and stares at you like a puppy – he thinks he's being tough but you read him like an open book, a faint smile tugging at the corners of your lips when you turn to steal a glance at him.

"did you miss me, megumi?"

he hates how teasing your tone is.

it's making him want to sink even deeper, to hide from your curious eyes. he knows he can't though – as stoic and brooding he wants to be, around you he's laid bare no matter whether he likes it or not.

"...yes."

and he loathes the way your lips curl up and the way your eyes lit up.

awful, awful, awful – you're awful for him. there's a weird feeling in his stomach and he feels sick, his hands are starting to get clammy and it's all just so strange. how can a person have such a big effect on him? why is he losing control over his own body at the sight of your smile?

the honeyed coo that spills from your lips is almost enough to kill him off. a dark shade of pink takes over his whole face and the tips of his ears burn and everything gets even worse when you reach out and cradle his jaw like he's a frail little thing. you press your lips against his in a sweet, gentle kiss but pull away in the same breath just to watch him chase after you.

you knew he would.

cute.

"i'm sorry for neglecting you, baby."

megumi pushes his head back into the pillows with a grumble and throws a hand over his face in a pathetic attempt of saving himself. he feels you rest your hand on his stomach and it's heavy, it's so heavy, he feels like he can't even breathe properly around you.

"whatever."

laughter bubbles from your throat and megumi thinks about physically giving you his heart. what the hell is happening to him? what kind of a magic spell do you have him under?

but it's not like he's really complaining, now is he? he'll pout and he'll sulk and he'll tell you to stop being so lovey-dovey but everybody knows he likes it.

everybody.

everybody can see how much he wants your attention, how much he wants you to baby him. he wouldn't ever admit it, not even if he had a gun to his head, but it's clear as day.

his fingers ghost over yours in a silent plea and you decide to put him put of his misery by snaking your arms around his middle and taking your place by his side. you rest your head on his shoulder and chuckle at the sigh of relief he lets out.

"better?"

"mhmm."