#confess your love series

[icantgetanythingdone]

cryinggg this pic is so cute ❤️

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Trapped in a vicious cycle of pining? Try gay sex! (More things to learn over at Tiger Tiger!)

[putterphubase]

how to confess to your best friend: guide by yo & yu

[wanderlust-in-my-soul]

I couldn't help but fall in love with you.

For @all-you-had-to-do-was-neigh 🧡

[hubookunaluwawa]

the horrifying realization that someone genuinely knows you

it wasn’t supposed to go this way. it was supposed to be easy. casual. fun. but now, you feel like puking. because the second those forbidden words left his lips while he was buried deep inside of you, after a night of the both of you pretending not to know how the other felt, all hell broke loose in your heart. you were able to keep your composure through the end, but once he cleaned you up and fell asleep, you quickly grabbed your stuff and got the hell out of dodge.

your throat tightens up, and your eyes start to sting as you head for the bus stop. one minute passes. then five, and then ten. and then, as if this night hadn’t been bad enough, droplets of rain began to drizzle from the sky. this bus couldn’t be coming any fucking slower, you think, and you nervously tap the side of your leg, hoping with all your might that he didn’t realize you left, because if he did–

“y/n?”

fuck.

“hey!” you feign innocence as you quickly glance at him, “what’re you doing up?”

“i could ask you the exact same thing,” he returns, his smile masking something foreign… something vulnerable.

“oh, well, yeah, i mean, i have an 8 am class, so i have to head back to my place.” you feel your easygoing facade beginning to crumble as you continue to stare straight ahead at the road. you felt gross, lying to someone you always felt so comfortable around. you just hope he doesn’t realize it before the bus gets here.

“really?”

“yep!”

“i mean, i thought you said you don’t like doing… this…” he motions between the two of you, “the morning before an early class. said it fucks up your internal clock and stuff,” he remarks in a tone that makes it crystal clear he’s not buying a word you say.

you turn to look at him once again, and he’s staring at you with a hooded unwavering gaze that you’d mistake for apathy if you didn’t know him any better. unfortunately, you do know him better: enough to notice that the unfamiliar look in his eyes is blatant fear, as if he thinks you could disappear at any moment. and then, how much he knows you hits you all at once, and you’re left a scared little kid with no idea what to do.

“yeah, i guess i just forgot.” you’d have to be in complete denial to think he couldn’t hear the distinct crack in your voice, fake smile be damned. the two of you stare at each other for what feels like hours until the tears threatening to spill from your eyes make you look away.

“y/n.” but his eyes are still on you.

“mhm?” don’t.

“y/n, please.” only on you.

i can’t.

“i need you to tell me if i just fucked everything up back there.” the desperation in his voice is unmistakable, making you catch your breath. your face falls, and your heart hurts more than you ever thought possible.

“why’d you say it,” you whisper, “why’d you have to go and say it?” and his heart shatters at the brokenness of your voice because it was him who did this shit to you.

“when we started this, we promised it wouldn’t turn into anything. and it was fine when it was just me feeling something, but it won’t work with the both of us–”

“why?” something’s changed. he’s angry. “why won’t it work? why can’t we let it work?”

“because shit like this never does!” you scream, and you can feel everything you’ve been bottling up inside for the past few months escaping your body in one go.

“it never does,” you say with a quiet laugh. “we’d get together, and then you’d get bored with me–”

“i could never get bored with you–”

“–or i’d get bored with you,” you continue while noticing the fleeting look of hurt in his eyes that’s quickly overshadowed by anger, “and then we’d only be with each other out of obligation. we’d be ruining a really good thing just for the chance of something different, so just forget it, because whatever… it is that you feel won’t last,” you say as if it’s the funniest thing in the world while gesturing towards him.

“oh, fuck you.” he laughs, tugging his hair in frustration.

“fuck you!” you retort, delirious from the fact that this conversation is even happening at all.

“no, fuck you for trying to tell me that what i feel isn’t real.”

“okay,” you scoff as you begin to walk away. you don’t know where you headed, but as long as he’s not there, you know it’s where you need to be.

“and fuck you for making me love you! in more ways than just one!”

you freeze for probably the 50th time tonight, and you finally look at him again to see the shine in his eyes as he speaks.

“please don’t disappear when i tell you this,” he practically whispers to you with a once-again fearful look.

and you don’t. you’ve heard your fair share of “i love yous” in your life, and they all meant the same, substanceless, conditional thing. and so, the more you heard it, the less you believed it. you’ve seen relationships–both yours and those of the people you care about–fall apart because people will romantically love those that they don’t even like platonically. so you believed, and continue to believe, that romantic love without a platonic basis is an incredibly common recipe for disaster. you know this, and yet, you don’t think you could run from him right now even if you tried.

“i’ve never felt what i’ve felt for you with anybody else. i think about you all the time. like, you’re the first thing i think about in the morning and the last thing on my mind every night. and whenever i see you, it feels like what everybody talks about in the movies and the songs, and it’s like the heavens open up and everything makes sense and my world’s brighter because you’re in it. i’m completely and utterly head-over-heels in love with you.”

he just thinks he is, you try to remind yourself, but this shit isn’t real. it’s just infatuation, a burst of attraction, a trick of the mind. it’ll go away eventually–

“but it’s not just infatuation like you always say.” you mentally curse him for being able to read your mind and peel back your layers so easily, but he takes a step closer to you as he speaks.

“because you’re also the one person i feel most comfortable around. i could be having the worst day of my life and seeing you for a few minutes would make it the best, because everything about you makes me happy! everything! i mean your smile and your eyes and the way you giggle at the corniest jokes and the little crinkle you get on your forehead when i say something dumb and… how you make me feel safe enough to talk to you and know you won’t think i’m crazy, and how passionate you get about the things and people you care about: all of it has me completely obsessed with you, and all i know is that i wanna keep making you breakfast in the mornings and holding you close at night and going on late night drives with you and hearing you laugh because your laugh makes me feel like i’m dreaming whenever i hear it and i can’t help but laugh too because i just can’t believe that, out of everybody on this planet, you keep choosing to be here with me and i just… i love you, y/n. and even if this doesn’t last, i wanna be with you for as long as i’m able, because it doesn’t feel like my love for you is ever gonna go away.” 

and he breathes out the final declaration with a confidence that leaves you stunned because holy shit you’re actually starting to believe him. you can’t tell whether the wetness on your face is from the pouring rain or your own tears. maybe it’s both. but all you know is that, now, he’s holding your heart in his hands. and the scariest part is that he’s holding it with as much care as he’d treat his own heart. no, as much care as you want to treat his. and then, he starts to ramble, which you’re sure you’ve never seen him do (in fact, you’re pretty sure this is the most you’ve ever heard him speak).

you can’t stop yourself from looking at his lips, and the space between you grows smaller and smaller until it ceases to exist.

“i mean, it’s like you’re branded on my heart. you have this insane amount of control over me and i’m constantly wanting to be around you and hold you and make you happy because you feel like home to me but in the best way possible and i just want to be that for you too, and if you don’t feel the same way, that’s completely cool, and we could just forget this conversation ever happened, because you’re also my best friend and i don’t wanna lose you, and i–”

your lips taste sweet against his, and your hands cup his cheeks with a delicateness that makes him feel like crying, and he feels happier than he thinks he’s ever felt because he knows what this kiss means.

you take a moment to break apart, the tip of your nose brushing against his as he chases after your lips, and you desperately proclaim, “i’d never get bored of you either. i love you. i love you. you’re all i want.”

the bus you were waiting on passes you both by, and he meets your lips again, sighing into the kiss with relief. and you both make a silent promise, right then and there, to never let each other go again.

[sysig]

Rosawatts, from memory (Patreon)

[kamurocho-confessional]

"SPOILERS FOR RGG8 TRAILER AND SORRY FOR THE BUMMER CONFESSION but: I got into RGG early this year while my dad had cancer. I was going through a difficult time, but at least the games were fun escapism for me. About a month after my dad died, the Infinite Wealth trailer came out and I sat down to watch it. I had to pause at the halfway point when Kiryu reveals he has cancer because I burst out crying. Although it's fictional, I've come to love Kiryu so much, and it's a real gut punch to have to relive through the grief on a smaller scale. Has to be at the same time the most and least funny thing to ever happen to me."

[melancholymaryam]

I'm in love with Larry Your Waiter from A Series of Unfortunate Events. ❤️‍🩹

In 2018, I was 15 and I really loved Larry. Then the third season came and it became my nightmare... It still hurts my heart and he is the only character in the series whose death I cried for. (besides, my father bullied me for crying over his death and I couldn't even grieve with peace of mind 💔) I still love him very much and I can't change the fact that he still warms my heart. I had pure and sweet feelings for him and still. I realize that I'm looking for his presence in this world too, for a moment my brain almost sees Larry in some people.

I would be very happy if you would like to discuss such feelings with me. I need to see people who will understand me. English is not my first language by the way.

[vsynthbday]

happy anniversary to "Tokyo Summer Session" (東京サマーセッション) by HoneyWorks (ハニーワークス)! this song came out 9 years ago today.

art by keepout, M.B, Gito, Tama, Yamako, Rokoru & Mogelatte | youtube upload | july 24th, 2024.

[Image description: A screenshot from the official music video for "Tokyo Summer Session". It depicts two characters from the "Confess Your Love Committee" series: Natsuki Enomoto and Yuu Setoguchi, where only their headshots are visible. Natsuki has her hair tied in a bun, a flower decoration on her hair, and is wearing a red colored kimono. She has a puzzled look on her face and has her head slightly tilted. Yuu is facing the camera on the side, is wearing a dark blue kimono, and is whispering something in Natsuki's ear. The background is a blurred look at a festival, where mainly yellow, orange, and black are prominent. End image description.]

[kittykittybangmeow]

F**kin FINALLY!!!! That’s all I wanted to say.. F**kin Finally!.. I can breathe easy now

You had to sing a song about feelings then express your love, for him to finally break and admit it! Thank you for grabbing the reins Team! Lol Jesus! 😂

[pharawee]

I need you to understand how much I unironically love Chains of Heart. I love it so much. I don't even find it confusing. Hin's circle of friends keeps multiplying while we're not looking? Lue has to seemingly teleport himself from Bangkok to Uttaradit in order to potentially become Tee? Ken cries again? Pictures of Din everywhere? I 100% accept this artistic vision. I embrace it, in fact. I love everyone involved in this show.

And that's basically all you need to know about me right now.

[purplenimsicle]

This sweet sequence of Team taking care of his Hia is just so endearing, it just warms my heart so much!! 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

NOW CONFESS TO EACH OTHER!!!

I about threw my tablet in frustration after watching today's episode. These two are trying to kill us. Just tell each other!! Put your worries aside and just do it! Take the chance you'll be surprised by eachother answer.

[grinchwrapsupreme]

doc martin is just 60% louisa storming over to martin to tell him what an ass he's being and fundamentally misunderstanding him as a person and a doctor and 40% martin doing his job. and sprinkled in between the two is the writers looking into the camera and going "perfect for each other aren't they?" while they wring each others neck'

[putterphubase]

What happened? If you've got something on your mind, Ai, you don't have to hold it in. Just shout it out if you want.

I SAW YOU IN MY DREAM | EPISODE 7

[priapussdick]

if you watch bmf and don't like kawi i think you shouldn't talk about it. that shit is embarrassing. keep it to yourself.

[laugtherhyena]

Sometimes i remember how long it took for Dra to get a full translation and think, wow, if it had a more speedy english translation back in the day (sorta like the one Sdra2 had) and i had my first experience with the game be as intended i don't think i would be writing -2+2 today