#domestic gay shit

[maxine-fucking-minx]

ㅤㅤ ㅤ MARINA'S BED EVOLUTION

( STATION 19 S2-S7 )

[xxlady-lunaxx]

(DOMESTIC) SANEGIYUU HEADCANONS

Sanemi is ALWAYS the one cooking

I’m sorry but I can only see Giyuu fucking up scrambled eggs or something. Sanemi cooks (or bakes) like a professional

Giyuu having a bedhead (he’s adorable) and Sanemi waking him up by either:

throwing a pillow on his face

running his hands through his hair and a “good morning, shithead”

One or the other, no in betweens

Sanemi usually does the chores like laundry, cooking, etc (malewife<33)

Giyuu can do things if given clear instructions tho

Hmm showering together just as a habit

If either of them were mad at the other (or they js fought) before bed, they’ll probably distance themself on the futon

When they wake up they’re always cuddling though

ouugh yes they share a bed

(it was so awkward at first like “ok… i’ll have this side” but then they got comfy and steal each other’s pillows (so romantic smh))

Sanemi definitely holds a longer grudge

Giyuu gets upset if he gets ignore too long, though, and Sanemi eventually caves

Why do I feel like Sanemi would just take pictures or videos of Giyuu randomly

When he’s asleep, when he’s just woken up, when he’s eating, doesn’t matter

Because Sanemi’s in charge of meals usually, Giyuu only gets salmon daikon once a week (which is already a lot as is, but he begs Sanemi for it so…)

Sanemi used to braid/put up his siblings hair a lot and when the two are cuddling, sometimes he makes little braids in Giyuu’s hair, or pulls it up in a high ponytail (often Giyuu wakes up with braids and his hair gets a lil wavy when he takes it out later)

Giyuu’s the baby in the relationship you cant change my mind. He’s the little spoon; he’s being carried because he’s tired; he’s given breakfast in bed.

Sanemi honestly doesn’t mind (he’s used to this) but likes teasing Giyuu about it

Giyuu has a bow of Tsutako’s (he stole a spare) and wears it to formal places always. (job interview? bow. prom? bow. work? bow.)

Sometimes Giyuu helps Sanemi hang up the laundry but they somehow end up hugging always (Giyuu goes on the other side of the clothing line and ThEIr lEgS juST mOVed By THemSElf)

On weekends, when there’s nothing to do, Sanemi will just scroll through his phone and Giyuu watching TV

Giyuu can NEVER not fall asleep during a movie though. depends on the day but he’ll either fall asleep 20 mins in or half way through

Sanemi doesn’t really watch movies and just slowly turns down the volume then off to not startle him awake

I can see Sanemi just volunteering to babysit for their friends (for free<3) and just having a box full of children’s toys for when they come over

Giyuu once overfed a baby to near sickness (“I thought her grabby hands were for more :(“ - “YOU IDIOT, SHE WAS TRYING TO PUSH AWAY THE BOTTLE!!”) and was thereafter forbidden to care for the children (unless they were older than, like, 12)

After a stressful day at work, Giyuu likes flopping down on the couch and having Sanemi run his hands through his hair and hum a bit, maybe small talk

I think Giyuu is actually an open book and horrible at hiding his emotions (like canonically as a child he was like that, only the deaths changed him sooo) whilst Sanemi is better at hiding things

But like after years of living with Sanemi/js being with him, Giyuu has been able to see small telltales

When he’s lying, Sanemi’s eyes flick every so slightly away (so subtly that only a few have caught it before), when he’s upset, he’s a little clingier or his voice is calmer (though many people interpret it as tiredness), when he’s angry but trying to stay calm he’ll probably have a lot of clenched fists (his hand opening and closing x100) but behind his back haha

Why can I see them both as dry texters tho.

Giyuu tries to sound more upbeat by adding emojis/emoticons but overall it’s basically just “Ok 😁👍❤️😋😚✨🎆🎉🎊🎏🍩🔥” // 😭 yeah he doesn’t have a lot of people to text…

I can also see Sanemi being a little old fashioned in a way, idk… He knows perfectly fine how to use a phone and shit but for some time mostly sent letters (except for casual/small talk ofc)

ok that’s it i can’t think of anything else anymore!!

[brainrotcharacters]

LOGAN GET UP??? WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS RIDICULOUS

[kkochang]

I just now for a fact that klance hold each other like there's no tomorrow in their sleep.

[flyingwargle]

something is on keiji's mind and bokuto can't figure out what.

it isn't about volleyball because keiji already gave him critiques about his performance after the kurowashiki over alcohol and tissues. it isn't about work because keiji was assigned an intern that's helped lessen his workload significantly. it isn't about them either, or at least bokuto doesn't think so, not when they wake up and fall asleep together, he surprises keiji with treats at work, and they go for dinners, movies, dates, all with smiles, laughs, and kisses.

no, this is something else.

it isn't obvious, but bokuto knows keiji well enough to notice, like how his eyes get a faraway glint from time to time, how his frown would quirk into a subtle smile out of nowhere, how he'd chuckle to himself without explaining the joke to bokuto.

unless the joke is...him?

no, no. keiji would tell him, bokuto thinks. it might be the off-season, but he still goes on daily runs and works out five days a week. he does need a haircut, though. maybe that's what he's thinking about.

"your hair looks fine," keiji tells him one evening while they cuddle on the couch. "didn't you get it cut at the end of the season?"

he's right. but then again, when isn't he? bokuto smushes his cheek against him with an incomprehensible mutter as they turn their attention back to the show.

it stops for a while, or perhaps becomes less noticeable, until one afternoon on a sunday, a stay-home-and-do-chores day. their laundry air dries on the balcony, the fridge is fully stocked after a grocery run, and the floor is freshly swept and mopped. bokuto lies on the couch to volley to himself, keiji at his desk with his personal laptop. from his angle, he can't see what's on his screen, but judging by the on-and-off spurts of typing, he's probably browsing online.

bokuto doesn't need to see him to know that something is on his mind. he hears the chair creak every time he leans back. he hears him type frantically for a minute, then stop, then start again. he hears him sigh, scratch his head, move his arms.

catching the volleyball, he sits up and leans over until he has a better view of keiji's screen, seeing the bane of his existence - microsoft word.

"keiji, what are you- gah!"

he falls over, having leaned too far. keiji spins around, stares at him sprawled on the floor, moves toward him in an instant. "are you okay?"

"yeah! are you?"

"huh?"

bokuto straightens up, ignoring the way his tailbone feels after landing on it. "is there something on your mind? you can tell me if something's bothering you! or if i'm bothering you! i know you got mad when i forgot to do the laundry for a week straight, but i haven't forgotten ever since-"

"kou, slow down. i don't know what you're talking about."

"gah, i knew it! you are mad at me!"

keiji reaches over to touch his hand. "calm down, kou. first: i'm not mad at you. yes, i was annoyed you forgot about the laundry, but it was for your own sake. you wouldn't have had anything to wear to kozume's birthday otherwise." that is true. had keiji not done the laundry for him, he would've worn his practice gear instead of something nice.

"second," keiji continues, "i don't have anything on my mind. i know i often overthink, but lately, all is well. you're home with me, work is manageable, and we spend time together. i'm quite satisfied with that."

"really?"

"really."

bokuto straightens, eyes flickering toward the laptop that's gone into sleep mode. "but you sometimes get this look like you're thinking hard about something, or you laugh to yourself and don't tell me what's funny. so i thought..."

"i do what?"

"like, like last week at dinner, we were talking, yeah? and then you stopped and started thinking really deeply about something, and when i asked you about it, you said it was nothing. it wasn't nothing though, right?"

keiji stares at him like he's lost his mind, and maybe he has. bokuto, about to apologize, is cut off by the softest of giggles, his boyfriend's face contorted in amusement and oh, isn't it the most precious expression that he can ever make.

"oh, kou. i had no idea you noticed."

"notice what?"

"all those...things that i do when i'm thinking." keiji smiles at him, eyes soft behind his glasses. "i didn't think to tell you because i didn't think it was a big deal, but because of all the free time i have, i started writing again."

"oh." it takes bokuto a moment for his mind to catch up. "oh! so you were just-"

"thinking about what happens next, yes. a colleague sent me a post for a magazine with open submissions, so i've been working on a story to submit."

bokuto beams. "that's so cool! you're going to be a published writer!"

"only if it gets accepted. my submissions haven't been successful, unfortunately."

"that doesn't matter! what matters is that you're super smart and talented! you'll get published for sure!"

keiji laughs again, the same soft sound that makes bokuto fall in love, over and over again. "i appreciate the confidence."

"i can help you read it, too! well-" his enthusiasm plummets, replaced with a self-conscious mumble. "i might not be the best choice. i'm not very smart so i probably won't be very helpful."

"don't say that. i always appreciate your input, no matter what it is." keiji cups his cheek, leaning forward to kiss him. "when i finish, you'll be the first to read it."

they move back to their original spots, bokuto resuming his volleying. he almost didn't hear keiji say, "i'm surprised you were able to tell i was thinking based on what i did. is it that obvious?"

bokuto catches his volleyball and gives him an owlish blink. "why wouldn't i notice? you're my boyfriend." although he doesn't know what about that makes keiji laugh, he laughs along, hears the reason why in their shared laughter - it's because of their love that they care, notice, and share.

[reignmaefall]

The marvel brainrot is brainrotting. And I ain't just talkin avengers, mcu. I'm talking x-men, spider-man comics, fantastic four I am DEEP in this and I will never crawl out. I love it here (it's sad and happy and sad and happy and sad and beautiful and sad and happy)

[starofhisheart]

I just saw these photos and I am going feral and eating the walls

[tokillamockingbird427]

If Keegan were to adopt one of Rileys puppies, I think he would name it something like Banshee or Phantom to match Ghostface

{He'd also go for one of the blue-eyed ones}

Or hear me out; He'd continue the trend of naming them after slashers. Ghostface from Scream. Jigsaw from Saw. Jason Voorhees from Friday the 13th. Bubba/Leatherface from Texas chainsaw massacre. And it wouldn't be just dogs either, I can see Keegan owning different pets, like a cat, different kinds of reptiles, maybe a few small mammals like rats. And Ajax owns them too, obviously, but he adores Keegan so he always gets to name them. (Ajax also sucks at coming up with names.)

(He would absolutely go for one with blue eyes, they gotta match their mama.)

[cowboy-robooty]

no guys you dont get it itager isnt sweet and tender in the domestic gay lovey dovey way theyre sweet and tender in the BRO way

[wibble-wobbegong]

s5 is gonna end with a montage if mike and will setting up in their new apartment together with clips of will sliding across the new floor on his socks and falling over, mike being physically incapable of opening a box without scissors, them arguing about where to put will’s framed painting, will making dinner while mike watches him from his spot on top of the counter like a lovesick idiot, dancing together in their ‘living room’ to some gay ass love song, and also they get to be Super comfy in bed and mike kisses will’s forehead

this is an official message from the duffer brothers 👍

[auroramoon-draws16]

Desmond Miles

But he has 2 guard dog boyfriends

Is my favorite thing that I don’t see enough

(Cough cough Delsin and Alex cough)

Imagine he gets kidnapped (again) tho

[britcision]

ALRIGHT FRIENDS IT IS STILL WIP WEDNESDAY SOMEWHERE SO HERE’S WHAT WE GOT:

FLUFF

There ain’t a lot but that’s because you also got the whole new chapter today so I think we’re all happy really 😉

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Thinking Shit Through Is Not A Halfa Trait

Jason hadn’t really expected to get through the night without at least a pissy phone call from B to ignore, but hell. It was the next day, mid afternoon, and so far so good.

Someone must have distracted the old bat. He’d have to find out which sibling to thank. Scrubbing a hand across his face, he stifled a yawn and headed for kitchen.

There was surprisingly little left of the detritus from their snack run; two halfas could apparently eat to beat a bear. Jason swiped most of the trash into the garbage can and glanced around.

He didn’t exactly keep most of his safe houses stocked with edibles, especially not anything that might go off in between uses. He’d seen more than enough of Dick’s fridge to know better.

But Danny had stayed over, and would probably be up soon, and again: eat to beat a bear. They could order take out. It was just…

Jason felt fucking good. Mellow, relaxed in a way he could barely remember ever having felt before. And when he felt good, he liked to cook.

He could also order groceries in.

Humming softly to himself, he reached for his Red Hood phone and tapped in some instructions. Nothing super fancy, but maybe he wanted to flex a little.

Was it weird to use his criminal empire to get groceries? Maybe, but at least he fucking paid his guys. They’d be over soon too, and he trusted them to get him what he needed.

Glancing around the safe house, he figured he might as well clean up a little.

He’d carried Danny to the bed last night after they’d both fallen asleep on the couch. Who knew constant nightmares were good for something?

Waking up with someone else there had given him something to latch onto. By the time he could catch his breath he’d already settled into Danny’s presence, knew where he was.

Seemed like just returning the favour to unscrunch Danny and give him somewhere a little better to sleep.

He’d given in to the sweatpants around when they switched from games to movies, and Danny had borrowed an old sweater to get out of his dress shirt.

Jason had a couple of Tim’s and Cass’s sweaters that’d be close to Danny’s size, but who wanted a tight fitting sweater?

That was definitely the only reason Jason had grabbed one of his. It was big, loose, and comfortable, the fabric soft and thin.

It had fucking drowned Danny, who had lost his shit giggling and promptly flopped the sleeves down over his hands to slap Jason with. Any bad jokes for the rest of the night ended in a variant of “slippity slap, don’t talk crap”.

Danny had snuggled right down into it in his sleep, the hood pulled all the way over his head to hide from the light, and he’d whined a bit when Jason lifted him.

Tough titties, sleepy king, because sleeping on the couch led to cricked necks and aching backs, and Jason needed something to take care of after that nightmare.

He wouldn’t have hated it if Danny did wake up, but at least one of them slept like the dead. Guy snuggled right down into the bed too, wrapping himself into an immediate blanket burrito.

He also weighed about as much as a wet baby kitten, which Jason would tease him about if he hadn’t been lifted just as easily and flown away with.

The couch was way better when he could stretch himself out across the whole thing, and had robbed a couple of pillows. He hadn’t even had another nightmare.

But they’d left fancy clothing all over the place, and Jason had no idea what Danny’d wear to head home. There were spare clothes, but he probably needed to keep the suit.

Jason made his way through the sitting room gathering and sorting the suits, each over a side of the couch. Jacket, pants, shirts, ties…

A little imp of mischief took him and he switched the ties again. Not like it fucking mattered which one they each took home, and if Danny cared he could ask.

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[ozlices]

we've finished killing eve just now (and by finished i mean only watched to the end of s3 bc everyone said it's the good ending and i cant be burned by another media esp when it comes to harming the gays)

singlehandedly made me understand enemies to lovers appeal after never rly getting it all this time iconic beautiful gay rights & wrongs be gay do crime

[rationalnerd62]

Gonna go to sleep while thinking about this old interview with Simon Barry, where he mentioned wishing for five to seven seasons of Warrior Nun.

I'll dream about 24 to 50 more episodes of badass nuns fighting demons, with Avatrice at the center of the show, Ava and Beatrice both going through hell and heaven but still getting the time and development queer couples rarely get offered on screen.

I know that we're talking about Netflix, and with the current state of wlw in TV shows getting my hopes up will surely lead to disappointment.

And still. Wouldn't that be a nice dream.

[dreamlandcreations]

not to be boring but I like when evil characters…. well not become “redeemed,” more like they become domesticated. its just delightful when like an evil monstrous little bastard man goes from committing murder to getting mad someone misplaced their costco card or left the jar of mayo on the counter all day.

[lieblxng]

@strebcr | Moved

Streber chuckled at all the little kisses he was getting, and returning a few in full! After being stuck in the rain all day this was a nice suprise to come home too. "Ya know I'm still wet, right? I'm happy to see you too, it's always nice to see my favorite dork in the world!" Streber said as he put his coat on the rack to dry. "How was your day? I hope you at least avoided the rain." Streber at the moment looked like a small soaking wet pomeranian of a person!

[ While it was giving its barrage of kisses, it was also surprised to get some back, which only made it laugh more. ] “Haha, you think I care?” [ It enjoyed being in the rain anyway, so it didn’t bother it as much as people would suspect. And now that he was out of his coat, Ethan could scoop him up with ease and give him a tight hug. ] “Miss you a lot! I spent my day off writin’ some lyrics alongside the ratties. You’d be shocked at the wisdom they offer up on a daily basis.” [ it joked around, though did at times find its rats to be an inspiration, both emotionally and artistically. And it totally went to go run in the rain for like, half an hour, but shh, Streber didn’t need to know that! ] “Anyway, how was yours, baby?”