#intertwining their fingers

[the-jam-to-the-unicorn]

The NATO dinner family photo - Volena walking inside

[lesbicosmos]

noticed something on my fourth rewatch

during the dance scene whenever azi is dancing with the other shopkeepers, he only ever half touches their hand

but with crowley...

details <3

[aeteut]

moony, padfoot, wormtail, and prongs.

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.

[vouxq]

"Sweetie, you're crushing me..."

"Okay, and?"

+ extras><!!

I haven't been able to post or draw because I've been busy at school! But, I've been drawin the lesbains like always... And there is actually one more post comin' up! Other than that, here are thems!!

I know no one might notice but the girl kissers have matching earrings... Just saying bc... I love giving Grell the sparklies and angie has the hearts... (hcs in tags...)

[tubbytarchia]

didn't intend to draw this today but my hand slipped

[piss-stained-jorts]

saw some clown on here whining about other people not liking kissing and reducing it to the gross parts and that it’s indicative of a society that fears flesh (which yes it does but that’s not how to go about making the point) and blah blah fucking blah

anyway instead of being a salty bitch and getting into an internet argument with some stranger I’m gonna be a Big Adult and use my rage and spite to remind all of you that

hating kissing is okay, you’re not weird or broken or a prude,

whether you’re asexual or allosexual it’s fine if you despise swapping spit with another human being, it doesn’t mean you love them any less, and you’re FINE. love is expressed in different ways. humans celebrate each other differently, love comes in different forms, it’s fine if you only want to kiss people you’re close to or not at all or literally anything in-between, and shaming people for hating an act of intimacy is fucked up. show love how you want. enjoy the company of others how you want. you don’t have to see kissing as anything more than the gross parts, and “reducing” it to that or whatever is just as okay as romanticizing it as something more. it’s just some ritual humans made up, and we’re allowed to feel literally any fucking way in the world about it.

live your life. be free. 

[solarmorrigan]

The thing is, while Eddie loves an audience, he hates crowds.

He doesn’t like feeling penned in, surrounded on all sides by people with unknowable intentions and carelessly jabby elbows. He doesn’t like not having a clear way out.

His claustrophobia predates the whole “hiding in a shack for three days while being hunted by a mob” incident, but that certainly hadn’t helped.

He’ll brave crowds anyway, if the cause is good enough (so usually just for concerts), but he doesn’t enjoy it. He spends the whole time slinking between bodies, on the alert for flying limbs, acting like he had when he’d been everyone’s favorite target in dodgeball for six years straight.

But then Steve happens.

Beautiful, broad-shouldered Steve Harrington, for whom crowds just seem to part.

He makes his way through masses of people like it’s second nature, like they don’t bother him at all, and he reaches back, takes Eddie’s hand, and tugs him along in his wake.

Steve interlocks their fingers, holding Eddie tight so they don’t get separated, and Steve’s hand wrapped strong and sure around his own grounds Eddie like nothing else ever has.

Like he has some kind of sixth sense, Steve catches elbows before they fly too wild and firmly nudges away the people who get too close, and he leads Eddie through the crowd until they find a miraculously clear spot, a break in the chaos where they can actually see the stage.

Even once they stop, Steve doesn’t release Eddie’s hand, and Eddie isn’t about to let him go. They can get away with it here; they have an excuse, and who’s really going to notice them, anyway? They’re just two people among many.

Eddie squeezes Steve’s hand, and Steve immediately squeezes back, glancing over and flashing Eddie a smile that shines brighter than the stage lights.

And suddenly, Eddie doesn’t mind the press of bodies around them; with Steve by his side, he’ll never be lost in the crowd.

[Prompt: Intertwining fingers]

[deviouz]

jason todd is the kind of guy that would hold your hands while he eats you out

[justc2world]

They need to recreate this in 2025

[zaacoy]

hi tumbls have a wip because I like it and they r cute heart emojiii <333

[httpiastri]

him<3<3

[absurdumsid]

If you still taking requests can I have some error x nightmare?

ABSOLUTELY !! errormare cant kiss ? errormare cant hold hands ? NO, I. WILL ! MAKE !! IT !!! WORK !!!!

Error! Sans belongs to CrayonQueen/LoverofPiggies

Corrupted! Nightmare belongs to jokublog

[gojoest]

always holding hands with satoru while he fucks you. always !

[willmiwi]

Not to make everything about Buddie but I'm making it about Buddie. I need this scene with THEM I need one of them to get injured on a call the other thinking they've lost them and after they realize the other is okay we get some forehead on forehead action while they cry like they can't actually believe the other is safe. Give me INTIMACY !!!!!!! GIVE ME ANGST !!!!!!

[wlw-cryptid]

I want to kiss messy . I wanna feel someone's tongue in my mouth

[fighting-these-demons]

Divorce Saga Domon - A Haunted Honk Prequel

Hello Internet Stranger looking up G Gundam on Tumblr dot com!

This is an idea for a fic set in an Alternate Universe involving Queer Non-Canon Relationships between the characters of the series.

If you are not looking for this content please scroll on.

If you ARE looking for this content - and you're ok with reading my and other's Headcanons for this Alternate Universe I've haphazardly spun up -

Then go ahead and feel free to:

Check The Tags Of This Post For The Pairings

and click the Read More below!

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Ended up outlining a completely different fic as a Segway for an explanation instead of making progress on the Royal Flush Haunted Honk AU's Clown Motel Fic like I wanted to but uh....

For y'all's review for the AU: A Prequel Outline - Divorce Saga Domon

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Hey real quick - I'm thinking of maybe changing the timeline to 2 years post canon as opposed to 3 years and change post canon.

The reason being: I had a thought that this scene could either be part if the fic or if it's getting to big then it could be a stand alone tie-in prequel fic as part of this AU but - like

Immediately Post Divorce Domon Needs Space and runs off. As one does. And he runs to Earth because he just wants to Get Lost for a while.

He has Argo smuggle him out to avoid detection.

Argo has Andrew help stow Domon in a storage hanger of a Neo Canadian supply ship that's returning to the US - they have trade often enough and share agricultural resources - which leads to Domon ending up in New York when he hits Earthside pavement.

He's privately worked on his English the last couple of months and after being dropped in New York with a different hairstyle, outfit, and accent he's unrecognizable. 

He considers making his way west to get some solitude in the wilderness, but something about that initial plan feels off now that he's on the ground.

Chibodee is also Earthside for a special series of prize fights aimed at raising charitable appeal for the US in the eyes of Neo Americans.

Domon decides to hit up Chibodee for a fight on a day between matches hoping it'll clear his head and give him the clarity to decide on a course of action. What ends up happening is an unexpected heart to heart via blows and a breakdown.

Domon is happy for Rain and Kyoji, and he knows it's not true; but he feels like he lost a piece of himself when his relationship with Rain fell apart.

Domon's instinct is to run after that but Chibodee knows this city and Domon doesn't hide out for long before Chibodee drags him back to his place to stay and just "Chill out and breathe. You don't have to be anyone but yourself here. You can take as long as you need to find out what everything changing means for you." Friends and teammates stick together.

So Domon spends a few weeks with Chibodee sparring and hanging out in New York. Chibodee does a frankly awesome job at containing his feelings because he's focusing on Domons feelings and being a good friend first and foremost. Whatever he's feeling can wait until after Domon is done going though it.

There's a bit of a twinge in Domon's heart as he leaves that he can't really place.

After he returns to Neo Japan and gets settled back into life with his family, The Dreams start.

They're mainly set in New York. Small things first like noticing Chibodee's smile and his eyes. Then sparring sessions that begin to turn lurid.

He thought these kinds of dreams would stop after he was married.... he doesn't know what to do about this.

I just figure it gives more clarity and sense of time for the journey from Comphet Marriage Dissolution to Feelings to Confession. Idk.

But I got stuck on a bit and then had this thought and needed to get it down before I lost it and it was so long it made sense to make it its own post as opposed to several replies.

The Maize and Clown Motel will probably still be 3 years and change post canon for clarification.

@thedragonchilde @amplexadversary @youreaclownnow