#jenry

[archer-kacey]

me when I'm right

[culssi]

Hey. I was drained yesterday, hopefully I’ll get to it because I have an idea for it.

Ink demonth 29: Queer

Why do I have a feeling a didn’t do it right?

Today, or yesterday by now, I just did jokey stuff. Yes there is more. These were all drawn at 12 to 1 am.

I drew most of these when I was really tired so please forgive me for these.

That’s Norman and Sammy by the way. Norman looks a lot off but it’s good enough I guess.

There’s more underneath. There’s three drawing for this.

Don’t ask about the first one. It wasn’t my idea. My best friend said this is what happened after the last post.

I just woke up so I don’t know what much to say.

Hope you have a good day/night :)

[hyperfixated-on-hensper]

I think we as a fandom should collectively acknowledge the fact that Jasper has canonically slapped Henry's ass more. (Screenshot by @schubertserenade)

[theflatpancakes]

Hensper AU where they. They uh. They kiss and. And uh. Hold hands. Oh, and uh. They cuddle, too :)

[jordansangha]

i have not known peace since this aired

[majosjuantin]

Juanjo and Martin, from the musical reality program of OT, the best winners of the friends/enemies to lovers trope. They really did create love.

[ch1pdawg]

I need more hensper/jenry content 🙏🙏

[field-o-flowers]

Chenry is Shakespeare

Jenry is What are you waiting for?

[5iyoomi]

When Henry and Jasper were kids, they made a promise that if they were both still single when they turned thirty they’d marry each other. Henry remembers that day like it was yesterday, back before they’d even met Charlotte and started to hang out as a group. 

Jasper had brought up some hypothetical about the future while he swung back and forth on a tire swing, jumping off to meet Henry at the end of the big red slide and saying that he didn’t wanna end up alone one day. 

The two had done everything together, had the oddest of conversations on the daily that mostly ended with Henry dismissively agreeing to whatever Jasper suggested, so the question he’d thrown at him in itself wasn’t all that weird. At least in comparison.

Henry had half-heartedly interlocked their pinkies, thinking the boy would forget about it at some point later, but he didn’t understand what the warmth that spread through his chest like a wildfire at the sight of that all too familiar toothy grin meant. 

Jasper only grasped the blond's hand in his own when Henry didn’t make a move to pull away, repeating something that Henry had likely been too spaced out to hear the first time. 

You promised, okay? Jasper whispered, both of them still knee to knee as people rushed by them in a flurry of laughs, playing tag from what either of them could tell. 

Henry blinked once, then twice, wondering for a moment if two guys could even get married, before the expectant glare of blue eyes urges him to look anywhere else. He pretends he’s more interested in the floor, giving a small nod in response and kicking up some bark dust beneath his feet.

Alright. He reiterates.

Henry realizes he’s not the only one who hasn’t forgotten when he’s shoulders deep in a tank full of water and Jasper calls himself his best friend and soulmate, holding his hand up to the others as if he was showing off a shiny silver band. 

A ring of all things, something Henry would never admit he’s spent countless hours looking into. Picking and choosing designs based on Jasper’s favorite color, wincing at the prices of pairs that were pretty but not too flashy. 

None of the stories the group told to try to scare him were working, but the realization paired with having Jasper that close to him; even if he couldn’t see him, was enough to get his heart racing. 

The bet wasn’t even on his mind anymore, Ray’s taunts about the steak and Schwoz’s comments on his levels going through one ear and out the other.

All he could think about was what he was gonna do. He sat with it for a few weeks after that, tossing and turning at night and fidgeting during missions whenever he had to talk to his friend. 

It took some prodding from Charlotte and Piper to get him to stop avoiding Jasper altogether, and it came out eventually considering he wasn’t exactly Swellview’s best liar, a series of back and forths of ‘are you sure you really like me?’s driving everyone else crazy before they finally settled on calling each other their boyfriends.

Despite some of the ugly feelings that word stirred up in Henry, some of the irrational fears that drew him away from confessing in the first place, he couldn’t help but feel happy. He knew he had a place in the man cave if the worst came down to the worst.

Now, he’s sitting with his back against his headboard with Jasper hovering over him when he realizes, again, he might really, truly be in love with him. 

His bed dips with both of their weight, Jasper’s knee right in between Henry’s thighs with his hands lingering awkwardly at his sides. 

Henry can smell the shampoo Jasper uses like this, a faint tea tree scent that he gave him some time ago. Jasper slowly leans in, watching for any sign of hesitation, and he stops the second Henry tenses up.

“Uhm-”

“Do you not want to?” Jasper asks softly. “We can do something else, I don’t mind.”

And that’s why he just doesn’t get Jasper. How could he be this calm when Henry was freaking out so bad? His bottom lip quivers in a mix of nervousness and anticipation, his palms uncomfortably sweaty and his tongue sitting uselessly in his mouth. 

Their faces are mere inches apart, but he can hardly speak, his brain struggling to come up with something mildly coherent.

Henry quickly grabs the cuff of Jasper’s shirt just as he’s about to scoot back. Jasper looks at him, one of his eyebrows quirked in question. “No, no, I do- it’s just-” he starts, subconsciously messing with the piece of fabric held tight in his hand. “I’m nervous, I guess. I’ve never done this before.”

“Haven’t you kissed like….” Jasper makes a show of counting on his fingers, chuckling at the embarrassed blush on Henry’s face. “Four girls before? Besides, you’ve known me since we were five.”

“Oh shut up, dude. You know that’s different.”

“Okay, dude.” Jasper smiles and closes back in with Henry following his lead. It goes about as well as Henry expects, both of them somehow knocking their foreheads into each other’s and muttering under their breath about how much it hurts. 

If it weren’t for his sister being out for the night, and for the fact he triple checked he locked his door anyways, he knows she’d come bugging them about something dumb right about now, her phone glued to her hand as she runs back downstairs while she calls them gross.

Henry laughs at the thought, rubbing circles against his head. “Sorry.”

“Nah, don’t worry. That was me.” Jasper says.

He tries again, this time being careful not to hit Henry. They both tilt their heads at an angle, noses brushing against each other’s. Henry can feel his heart ready to beat out of his chest, those bright eyes he’s dreamed about on more than one occasion burning. 

Jasper presses his mouth against his, and Henry jumps. He feels dizzy, tasting vanilla on his lips, and Jasper’s gentle but insistent, moving as if he’s waited his entire life for this.

Jasper cups Henry’s cheek and he feels him relax, his thumb tracing soothing shapes into his skin and his other hand resting on his hip. He pulls the boy closer to him, sighing as Henry combs his fingers through his hair. 

It lasts for a few minutes, or maybe a few hours; Henry’s lost count, but he hesitantly pushes at Jasper’s chest when he needs a break. Jasper doesn’t want to part from him, either, evident in the way he peppers a few more kisses to his cheek and the tip of his nose.

Both of their chests heave, Henry’s eyes blown wide and his lips slightly red and swollen, still tingling a bit from the kiss. Jasper’s the same but even more disheveled, his once smooth hair messy and cowlick sticking up in odd places. 

They stare at each other in awe for a few minutes before bursting into laughter, Jasper taking the opportunity to lace their fingers together. Henry thinks he might be floating on cloud nine.

“Another one?” Jasper breaks the silence, squeezing Henry’s hand.

“Y-yeah,” Henry stutters, almost breathless. “Yeah.”

[thatlosertheo]

Ever just have like an amazing fic idea but don’t have the motivation or time to write it yourself so you start frantically searching for an existing fic that has the same plot as what you were envisioning but can’t find one so you have to resort to playing out little scenarios in your head but ultimately its just not the same? Just me? Okay..💔

[badkruka]

they fit so well together🥺🥺

[flawswelove]

[culssi]

The men, the myths, the legends. Said by my best friend

I’m actually super proud as this is the first time I’ve done this perspective, or even attempted perspective.

So more joey and Henry. Yeah I’m feeding a joey drew simp. (She knows who she is.) @llserenell

More underneath! + sketches and stuff

Me and my best friend wanted new matching profile pictures so I decided to draw one. I had a clear image of a summer beach themed one because why not.

I’m having so much motivation to draw at the moment! And my art style has gotten better.

Sketch + lineart.

All together it was quite easy although I struggled a bit more with Joey but yeah.

I’m not showing the reference because the reference was actually just me. I took two pictures of myself for the two and put them into one.

My friend split it for us. Theres them on their own. Don’t mind Henry with his whole chest out.

All together it took 3 hours and 4 minutes which is pretty good because usually it’s 5 😀

Hope you like it! Have a good day/night!

[hyperfixated-on-hensper]

Henry -say hi to my boyfriend- Hart

[aconstantache]

You're precious to me, Henry

[jordansangha]

i can't believe i kissed a tory