#emotionally constipated

[you-must-be-mr-bogg1ns]

[wahapele]

Ghost has a crush on the newest recruit but is so emotionally constipated that it looks like he’s just straight up angry

(Like, imagine being a new recruit, working out at the bases gym, to turn around to simon just starring you down…granted i might like it but it’d scare the shiz otta me first)

Ghost : *staring intensely at the new recruit

Soap: “Yer ‘onnna scare the poor (las/lad) away like ‘at”

Reader:*trying to avoid eye contact with ghost cuz they think he’s pissed at them

Reader:*looks up to see him still starring daggers at them. Squeaks, then rushes out the room

Ghost: “I’m gonna marry them”

Soap: “Yer ‘onna give ‘em a heart attack”

[potionomicsgame]

Quinn, the local ingredient merchant, isn't afraid to commit some crimes. (but maybe a little afraid of expressing their feelings)

[l-au-abc]

Enj has reading glasses but won't wear them in public/at meetings for reasons even he doesn't understand.

[fairytimeless]

Artist of this fanart: Eleonor Piteira

Find this Fiction on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/64574692

Thorin heard the voices of his friends, his family, and those who doubted him. The golden ground beneath him seemed to melt into him, and where once his face was reflected in the orange-yellow metal, a dragon now swam through the golden ocean. He swore to himself that he would never be like his grandfather, and yet he was even worse. Outside the halls of Erebor, a battle was raging between his clan and the orcs. A war in which he should be fighting for his home, and yet here he was, thinking only of the riches in the halls.

The voices grew louder. He saw the monster he had become and had the feeling that the gold would swallow him whole. No, that was not him. This was not Thorin Oakenshield, the dwarf to whom 13 dwarves and one hobbit had entrusted their lives. The dwarf who had grown up with pride and honour. The dwarf who helped raise his nephews to be reckless but always kind and brave warriors. The dwarf who once had his heart filled with love.

This madness had to end.

The crown on his head grew heavy, and tears stung his eyes, awakened by regret and fear. It was time for him to decide his fate, and he chose friendship and love over any single coin.

-I saw the sun begin to dim And felt that winter wind Blow cold A man learns who is there for him When the glitter fades and the walls won't hold 'Cause from then, rubble One remains Can only be what's true If all was lost Is more I gain 'Cause it led me back To you-

The crown fell to the ground, and the heavy cloak and golden armour followed shortly afterwards. But the greatest challenge still awaited him. He had to face those he called friends and family, even though he had accused them of being thieves just a few hours ago. How were they supposed to accept his apology? There was no chance of that, but the only thing that mattered was that he was willing to fight by their side one last time, even if it would be his last battle.

Kili's words were right. A Durin would never run from a fight. The grim and desperate expression on his youngest nephew's face stung Thorin's heart. He did not ask for forgiveness, but he begged them to fight with him one last time. To fight for their home. He would never hide behind walls but would run in the front line with his sword raised.

-From now on These eyes will not be blinded by the lights From now on What's waited till tomorrow starts tonight Tonight Let this promise in me start Like an anthem in my heart From now on From now on-

The pale orc was slain, Azog, the defiler, was dead. The great eagles were a promise of the end of the battle, and soon years of sadness, homesickness, and grief would end. Would anyone be proud of him? Would he be remembered only as the selfish king who hoarded the gold instead of keeping his promise to the people of Laketown? Thorin wanted nothing more than to finally hear that he was home. That he had brought his clan back to Erebor so that their kingdom could flourish once more. Everyone who had doubted him and his mission should see that he had finally done something right. But there was only silence. But from up there, where he stood, he could see his friends and all the other dwarves from his cousin's army cheering as they saw the orcs leave the battlefield.

That was all he needed. Now they were home again.

-The pitfalls of the man I became For years and years I chased their cheers The crazy speed of always needing more But when I stop And see you here I remember who all this was for

And from now on What's waited till tomorrow starts tonight! It starts tonight! Let this promise in me start Like an anthem in my heart From now on! From now on!

And we will come back home And we will come back home Home again!

From now on Home again! -

[eithielk]

— Chronic Nail biter

⤷Tobio Kageyama x Nail Biter!Reader

⤷ Tags: angst (really small, if you squint) in the first part, fluff, established relationship, !timeskip

⤷ authors note: not proofread, 1.1k wc

Your fingers tapped restlessly on the table. You were working on a presentation—something for your job; it was important, like most of your tasks. But this was by far the worst one yet.

Your boss had specific instructions on how he wanted it, the clients were strict, And your company needed this to be a success, or else—well, no more office work for you.

It's been four hours, and still you typed away at your keyboard like a robot. The assortment of cups on the table contained what looked to be caffeine. Your boyfriend, Tobio, was quite worried about your state.

Well past your bedtime, he insisted on staying awake with you, not wanting you to work alone. Sitting across from you, his hands hovered over the rim of the tablet as he watched mukbang videos, a hobby he recently picked up from whom, you might ask? His wonderful partner, who, right now, was busy biting their nails.

Tobio Kageyama— genius setter, had a strict rule on his nail care, more specifically his fingernails. He had been that way ever since, before you two had even dated. It was a habit you admired in your boyfriend; it was niche, and you loved it. But right now, he wished he could say the same thing to you.

His eyes momentarily drifted away from the video when an ad popped up, subconsciously looking over to you, who had stopped typing and had begun biting your nails.

What monstrosity! The sight of you doing that brought his eyebrows together on his forehead. Were you trying to annoy him?

Chronic nail-biter. That's what he called you, in his head at least. He noticed it not long ago; whenever you got nervous before a deadline, or when you got anxious during your presentations, you'd bite. You always called him right before you had to present in a meeting, your hands clamping up as you placed the phone on the bathroom counter.

Then, and even now, you still haven't gotten over your bad habit. Oh, how it irked him! He took such good care of his nails; he carried himself with a certain pride, one you could not decipher.

His eyes narrowed; the ad long since passed on his tablet.

"Stop that," he said, your eyes meeting his.

This callout made you drop your hands on the table; a mix of confusion and curiosity built up on your face as you said, "Tobi, what is it?"

His brows furrowed further, much to your dismay. He only looked away, leaving you even more confused.

"What's wrong?" you replied, your tone laced with worry. Your hands reached out to grab his; the moment his hands touched yours, he flinched.

—

You draw back, biting back the hurt that was trying to escape your face. Did you do something wrong? Maybe you forgot to take out the trash, or was it your turn to do the dishes?

Tobio noticed how you went silent, your mouth quivered as you looked away. Your hands, once sprawled out on the table, now lay clenched, close to your chest. His brows dropped, a twinge of guilt rising in his chest.

"Shit—No, I, I didn't mean it that way."

He stuttered through his words, looking away as if to wash away the guilt. Tobio then took your hands, bringing them over for him to hold. Your hands were cold; did he do that?

He sighs, his head hung low as he tried to find the words.

"You uh—your nails. You bite them."

His words made you raise your eyebrows in shock. Did you? You hadn't noticed, not until now at least.

Your eyes dropped down to your hands, following along before finally landing on your fingers. Tobio's hands held your fingers close, his thumb rubbing circles on your knuckles. His eyes were focused on your fingers too.

"...Sorry...I didn't realize, I'll—"

He shook his head before finally looking up to meet your gaze. "Don't apologize, it's not your fault."

Your presentation long forgotten, as your little conversation dragged on. "It's just, I take care of my nails and—"

You already knew that. Your head tilted slightly, wondering where he was going with this. Perhaps he thinks it's disgusting that you bite them, no?

Before your thoughts could continue, you felt him tug on your hands, making you break away from your chain of thoughts; your eyes looked at him with anticipation.

Bringing your hands close to his face, he inspected the damage to your nails. His eyes focused back onto you, looking confused.

He brought your hands close to his lips, your fingers brushing against his soft lips.

"I want to... take care of yours too."

—

His words, despite being so simple, so mundane, so domestic, tugged on your heartstrings more than you liked to admit.

Your lips pressed together, then turned upwards into a smile, and then a laugh. Was Tobio Kageyama ever this cheesy?

His eyes widened in shock, seeing you smile then laugh at his words. He could feel his cheeks heat up, feeling embarrassed by his words; he tried to pull away his hands to cover his already reddened face.

You pulled back, not letting him let go. Your eyes remained on him; like a trance, he couldn't look away. The way your lips formed into a smile, he was weak to that. But you knew that already, using it to your advantage.

"...Okay, I'm looking forward to it!"

You smiled, your lips turning upwards as it reached your eyes. You thought about how lucky you were to get someone like Tobio in your life; he was caring, loyal, and sweet when it mattered, which in your case, it always did—the epitome of perfect by your standards.

His eyes lingered on your smile, narrowing down on your lips. The very same lips that bit these precious nails, he thought, bringing his attention back to your fingers. They were all crooked, and in some parts, looked like they were bleeding.

His brows furrowed, a hint of annoyance spread on his face; you knew this because his lips formed into a scowl, downturned more than usual.

"How did I let you get it this bad..." His words were low; you almost couldn't catch them, but you did. You merely laughed at his comment, but this was serious to him.

His lips scowled even more than usual, his mind racing with what-ifs. If he had paid more attention, then maybe your fingers wouldn't have ended up so bruised and broken.

"What kind of boyfriend am I..."

"A really good one."

His attention pulled away, looking at anything but you. He still had a long way to go before finally getting used to your compliments, not that he minded.

His eyes landed on his nail kit that sat on the edge of their end table. Tobio gently placed your hands back on the table, hoisting himself off his desk.

Tobio sat back down, his nail kit in hand. You watched closely as he got out his tools, placing them accordingly on the table. You couldn't help but smile again.

When did you get so lucky?

[nyabby]

Ik that fandom always has to do that gross thing with popular m/m ships where one is woobified and the other made into the big macho yaoi hands seme

with bkdk it’s already so silly to me bc they are just Two Guys with a slight height difference but also

It’s funny to me bc deku is/was canonically one of The Strongest people in the world, definitely stronger than bkg like you are woobifying him why?!? Bc he cries sometimes? Bc he is a little shorter?!?!? I’ll kill you

[hoarder-of-dragons]

I know we all love the oblivious!Merlin trope and honestly it's one of my favourites too

But we can't blame all of it on Merlin though

Cause as we all (and Merlin) know Arthur is emotionally constipated and affection deprived

Therefore he would show his affection(or hide it I suppose) through teasing, manhandling and friendly "horseplay''

So even if Arthur tries to make a move, Merlin will think of it as nothing other than Arthur being a good friend or even a king trying to mingle more with the public

Like:

Merlin: Oh Arthur brought me flowers.... he probably broke something and is trying to butter me up. Merlin: Or maybe this is just prank to get my hopes raised to get a day off

OR

Merlin: Arthur accompanied me to get herbs for Gaius? He probably wanted to escape the council men today. They do take take their grain reports seriously

Meanwhile Arthur is there in the corner like=>

Arthur:*blushing* Umm Merlin take this old cloak away. It seems to suspiciously fit you perfectly and the colour looks better than on you than me anyway. The wonky face of yours needs redemption to at least distraction to look away

Merlin, unfazed: Alright you prat. And your face looks like a disfigured thumb

[existingingrey]

Goh Jeong Woo smiled finally.

The smile

Reason for the smile

Thank you Noh Sang Cheol's credit card you just did God's work.

[d00msd4y]

i like how you make scourge feel like his own character rather than being another sonic, i hope scourge reads this and feels happy knowing that.

Yeah I’d say hes pretty charmed by it :3

[you-must-be-mr-bogg1ns]

Inej: The stars are so beautiful tonight.

Kaz: Yes, you know what's more beautiful?

Inej: *internally thinking Kaz has finally gone mad* "What?"

Kaz: Kruge

Inej:

Kaz:

[luminarytex]

Not sure if you’re still taking requests, but I would like to put on the table: we have Rancest, Tubcest, now all that’s left is Tomcest

Your art is absolutely perfect by the way! <3

YEAHHHHHH

[heliomuse]

Is the “I’m not good at dealing with my own emotions” writing cooking?

[peathepirate]

Have some silly doodles and such before I go sleep, I’ll make more proper stuff eventually lolll but I thoroughly enjoyed reading your comic last night. I’m a sucker for soulmate AUs.

Aww I LOVE them💕💕 the forehead touch, I caaaaan’t 😭💕💕 I’m glad you enjoy the comic ^^

[soonamisapphire]

Delicate - Batmandaspandas - Batman - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

Unlike most, this is a healthy healthy conversation with actual emotions between Red Hood and Batman

[thirteenandahalfcrows]

MAKE THE ANGRY REPRESSED EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED FIERY MAN A BOTTOM call it the Mickey Milkovich effect