#my boygirlfriend helped me make this

[thebogmonster]

WARNING SHE HAS RABIES!!

[soapgraves]

Please know nothing in my life matters more to me than connie maheswharan.

[ghosting-ewe]

You have to be funny and chill though otherwise I'll kill you

if anyone wants a link to the scam busters discord pls dm me ! we're having a super fun time right now with people creating drama

[kakusu-shipping]

Profic Party; Week One @profiction-edits

As always with cool daily prompt games I just end up doing a big batch of them at once and then collapsing fgdjhgjdf So!! Here's all my Profic Party prompts for Week One all together now sense I have a lot going on over the weekend

If you wanna see me talk about all my answers, that'll be under the cut. These were fun! Here's hoping I can keep the motivation through Week 2!!

Day 1: OTP - Easiest one of the lot my all time OTP is and forever will be Mariocest. Hooked on the brothers for life. First ship forever imprinted on me.

Day 2: Favorite Character - A man I do not gush of often but that's because his media fandom is literally two people, Hero Nightfall from the Hell's Library book series. He is Bisexual, he is Polyamourus, he is snarky, he never lies, and I adore him.

Day 3: Most Problematic Ship - First one to stump me, for a while it was between AFO/Yoichi from MHA and Wittecest from TOH. Then I realized I couldn't draw AFO to save my life, so I was going to draw all my Belos ships to make up for it... But turns out I can't draw Belos either kdfjgkdf So you get Huntlos cause I drew it first, and Bellector but Belos is a child cause that was easier to draw. Just assume Wittecest is there as well. (William Afton/Cassidy could also probably go here but I'm not hardcore about it so..)

Day 4: Rare Pair - My stipulations for this one was it can't just be a ship for one of my tiny fandoms that no one's in, it had to be a ship from a popular media no one else liked that I was insane about. Which is a very small list. I eventually decided on Maximilien/Mauga from Overwatch because I was feral for them for about half a month. The Sub Pathetic Sugar Daddy X Dom Batshit Sugar Baby really got to me. Commit all the atrocities you want bby daddy's got the police chief on speed dial <3

Day 5: Crossover Ship - I'm not a crossover ship kinda guy. It's unfortunate but it's true. My only actual Crossover ship is my own comfort polycule Selfship; The Ideal Polycule. They helped me get over my Eating Disorder and they're probably what once could consider Main F/Os. I love them so much and they love me and eachother <3

Day 6: Polyship - I have so many of these you have no idea how difficult this was for me I love Polyamoury it brings me great comfort every ship can be made better with more people- Anyway. I decided on a Big Time fave of mine; Ojimonoshin aka The ABC Polycule from My Hero Academia. Fun little Bonus challange I did was I decided to only use a Fandom per prompt so I could show a lot of my Fandoms, so the fact that I couldn't draw AFO for Most Problematic made this choice more difficult fdgkjhgjdf

Day 7: Character from media you're not interested in - My boyfriend has fallen hard into the One Piece rabbit hole so I'm getting a lot of second hand knowledge about the series, and while I have zero interest in watching it, Usopp the beautiful Transfem is really testing my resolve. I also like Law, Bepo, Kuma, and Vegapunk. And of course my Blorbo-In-Law, Sanji Vinesmoke. Pushing him down the stairs and stealing his Boygirlfriend Usopp for myself <3

[silverlistenstothings]

-For your kiss thing-

Oakworthy kiss out of pride. >:)

42. Out of pride

“Normal!” Hero shouts as soon as she opens the door, loud enough for Hermie to flinch back. “Your boygirlfriend is here!”

“Hello to you too, Hero,” Hermie greets politely. “Normal is….?”

“Taking a shower, for the first time in months, on the one day he has someone coming over,” Hero says, rolling her eyes.

As if perfectly on cue, a noise that Hermie hadn’t registered as the upstairs plumbing goes quiet.

“Is that so…” Hermie muses, any frustration about being left on the doorstep fading to flattery.

Hero looks them over, and reluctantly steps out of the doorway to let them inside.

“He’s gonna be bad company,” Hero warns. “It ruins his whole day, he hates it.”

“I know,” Hermie sighs, a bit concerned. “I don’t mind.”

“Ew,” Hero says, turning and retreating up the stairs. Hermie listens to her bang against the walls, yelling at Normal to hurry up.

Hermie toes off their shoes in the doorway and takes a seat on the couch. There’s the frantic slap of wet feet against the hardwood floor upstairs, an annoyed exclamation from Hero, and then a few seconds of silence before Normal is rushing downstairs.

“Hermie!” Normal exclaims, looking wet and anxious and miserable. “I’m so sorry!”

He’s wearing a loose teeshirt- wet around the collar from his still-dripping hair- and basketball shorts, backwards and clearly put on in a rush.

“No need,” Hermie says, standing up and meeting Normal halfway. Normal pulls away when Hermie opens their arms for a hug. Hermie takes a step back.

“Sorry- sorry-“ Normal says, clenching his hands into tight fists and tapping them against his thighs. “I just-“

Hermie looks him over carefully. He’s shaking a little, flinching each time a drop of water hits his shoulders. His arms are folded tightly around his chest. He looks like a bedraggled stray dog.

“It’s fine. I understand,” Hermie says, even though they don’t. Still, they know ‘miserable and overstimulated and maybe dysphoric’ when they see it. “Let’s go back up to your room.”

“Ok…” Normal says, nodding and looking up at Hermie with big, wet eyes. Hermie barely manages to resist placing a hand on his back to guide him up the stairs.

They return to Normal’s room, which is in an unusual state of disarray. The disarray itself isn’t unusual, of course, his room is always a mess, but it looks like an attempt was made at cleaning and organization, and then abandoned halfway through.

“Sorry,” Normal apologizes once again, sitting down on his bed like a scolded dog.

Hermie clicks their tongue dismissively, shaking their head.

“Nothing I’m not used to,” they say, and Normal curls up on himself further. Quickly, they continue, “I mean, you’ve seen my own room.”

Normal’s shoulders loosen a bit.

“Yeah… um…” he trails off. Hermie waits a few moments to see if he wants to continue, but he doesn’t.

“Talk to me, Normal,” Hermie says patiently, sitting down beside him.

“I hate showers,” Normal burst out, as if waiting to be prompted. “I hate seeing myself naked, I hate the cold and drippy, I hate how dry and itchy I feel afterwards, I hate that it’s so fucking hard for me when everyone else can just- just do it!”

“Ok,” Hermie says, rolling that over in their mind. “Let’s start by getting you dried off.”

“You don’t need to-“

“I know I don’t, but you are my dear partner and it is no trouble for me to take care of you when you’re struggling.”

“I shouldn’t be struggling,” Normal says angrily, shaking his head and wincing when water splatters across the room. “I shouldn’t be-“

“But you are. You’re having a hard time and I’m going to help you.” Hermie makes a half-move towards standing up to go gather a towel, before pausing. “Don’t you have a plethora of water-based spells? Could you, perhaps, use one of them to dry yourself off?”

“I don’t think that’s…” Normal trails off, and then pauses.

He runs a faintly glowing hand through his hair, and the moisture collects into a fine fog around his head before dissipating. He tangles a lock of hair around his finger and lights up when he finds it dry.

“Hermie! You’re a genius!” He exclaims, throwing his arms around their shoulders and giving them a tight hug.

Hermie hugs him back, running their fingers through his hair and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“I’m proud of you,” they say as they pull back, and Normal looks baffled.

“For- what?”

“For taking care of yourself even if it’s hard,” Hermie says, brushing his now-dry hair back to press another kiss to his forehead. “I’m proud of you.”

“It shouldn’t be- you shouldn’t be-“

“But it is,” Hermie says, putting their arms around his shoulders and meeting his eyes. “And I am.”

[multigenderswag]

I’m bigender (androgyne girlboy + agender) and I’ve just recently come out, but I’m considering going back into the closet because it feels like a lot of people’s acceptance of me hinges on my sexual/romantic availability or being able to fetishize my multigender status?

I’m aroace, proudly, and I’ve noticed I get a sort of similar pushback to multigender mono-attracted persons where people are very… uncomfortable with me not being mspec? And just pick the one gender i have that makes Them the most comfortable with my orientation and ignore everything else.

I’ve had so many people automatically assume I MUST be mspec (bi specifically, for some reason) and dive right into the whole “girlboyfriend/boygirlfriend sex/romo joke haha Unless” shtick. Then, when I tell them “no I’m actually aroace!” they just ignore that i’m a man and a woman and only ever call me agender?

None of this is to say multigender mspecs/bis are “privileged” or anything, of course. I’m just putting my experience of transmultiphobia out there to see if anyone else has experienced it or if I could get some advice on how to deal with it? Sorry if anything’s misspelled or jumbled ;;

Nothing you said came off as implying multigender mspec people are privileged, don't worry. If anything, this helped prove that they aren't, because it's not really acceptance for an identity to be reduced to "boyfriend who's a girl/girlfriend who's a boy" jokes. It kind of shows how we both get fucked over- multigenders who fit the "boygirlfriend" shtick get their identity reduced to a joke, and multigenders who don't fit that shtick get their identity erased. Neither side is good, and multigender people of all sexualities deserve to talk about their experiences.

[xaeyrnofnbe]

sandwings or seawings or both :) they are my favorite tribes

awesome, yes! i have multiple guys here

sandwings

unfortunately i only have the one mostly figured out sandwing, but she’s the greatest so it’s fine. her name is Queen Mirage and she wants nothing more than to Take Over The World, and her current plan involves her rogue rainwing gf Hummingbird (who’s whole thing is making Evil Deals and selling poisons + weapons,) manipulating other dragons into murdering all the current queens in order to destabilize things. these evil women are very special to me <3333

seawings

i’ve probably got the most developed story with my three main seawing characters, Urchin, Oyster, and Horizon. (important things to note: all my ocs exist in a hypothetical future about a generation and a half after the last wof book, borders are tense and the seawings have basically hidden in the sea the whole time and don’t leave often) (also Urchin and Oyster are pretty close, Oyster having repeatedly protected Urchin from their mom)

Urchin and Oyster are the two oldest children of Queen Otter, but the biggest issue here is her heir, Urchin, is transgender. and Doesn’t want to be queen. Oyster? is also transgender. she’s also always kept to herself, and has been pretty closeted her whole life. and Urchin only realizes himself when he meets Horizon (they/them,) a mysterious loner who dresses him up and helps him figure out his identity, Urchin regularly sneaking out of the palace to go hang out with his hot boygirlfriend who validates his gender identity.

but uh-oh, Urchin hasn’t seen Horizon in a while, he’s wondering where they are. they don’t have to worry too long, though, as pretty soon he finds them. killing his mom (due to orders from Hummingbird but he doesn’t know that yet.)

and now things are different. Horizon is gone, and the pressure is on Urchin to be the new queen. and like, his mom was hella transphobic and generally just unkind to him and his siblings, but it’s still a bummer, y’know? so he’s not doing great. so basically the day he’s supposed to become queen, he quickly shifts attention to Oyster and declares that she’s the rightful heir to the throne and also implies that he’s making her queen now, much to the confusion of just about everyone, and he just up and leaves. he leaves the palace, he leaves the city, he even leaves the seawing kingdom for the first time, with a couple goals in mind, mostly to find himself for real, but also to track down Horizon so he can yell at them for a while.

and yell at them he eventually does. as well as make some interesting friends along the way.

below the cut is all the art i’ve done for characters mentioned

Queen Mirage and Hummingbird

Urchin and Horizon

[somebodytolove31]

The only way I can probably describe them is like the emotions from disco elysium. That game actually helped me a lot and i feel like my brain has been more organized since I played it. Anyway it's like. They're never in control, but they influence my actions and way of thinking, they make suggestions and quips and sometimes think shit I don't actually believe. Recently me but angry at everyone and everything wanted to break up with my boygirlfriend for no reason other than he annoys it. The only one who has taken control before is the dog one and it's usually either when I'm really happy or going through something traumatic.

Again. Not plural. I don't feel comfortable calling myself plural yet. But it's fun to think about

I am probably not plural but I do have some different people living in my head. They're just way too similar to count.

[rainbowmess823]

So I was watching Friends (as per usual) and I couldn't help but just see some of ST characters in them juat some other instances i just fidn funny if it were them. So tadaaaaa.

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Steve: I used to get medical experiments done on me.

Robin: Finally, an explanation.

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Robin: Oh my God. Introduce us!

Chrissy: *points at Robin* This is Robin. *turns Eddie around and points at Nancy and Vickie* You know Nancy and Vickie. *points at Jonathan* And that’s Jonathan. *points at Steve* And that’s Steve.

Steve: Hey. How you doin'? *stands to shake his hand with a smirk*

Chrissy: DON'T! *glares at Steve*

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Robin: I don't know why you don't have a boygirlfriend. You should have a boygirlfriend.

Nancy: Well I think so.

Robin: Awwww, c'mere. *hugs Nancy and sways them gently* Listen, you are one of my favorite people and the most beautiful woman I've ever known in real life.

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Steve: Dude, are you ok?

Vickie: Totally *drinks entire glass of margarita*

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Robin: I'm Robin. I make jokes when I'm uncomfortable.

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Tammy: What a small world!

Robin: And yet I never run into Beyoncé

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Steve: Hey Jon, you wanna help?

Jonathan: Oh I wish I could, but I don't want to.

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Vickie: What is Robin Buckley's job?

Nancy: It has something to do with transponding.

Chrissy: Oh! She's a...She's a transpondster!

Nancy: *looks at Chrissy* THAT'S NOT EVEN A WORD!

Vickie: *timer beeps* oooh.

Nancy: NOOOOOO! *doubles over likes she's been shot*

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Steve: What're we doing?

Robin: Wasting our lives.

Steve: I-I meant for lunch.

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That's all for now.

[butchford]

prompt: AruYuki couch kiss session in the manor (so of course someone is going to come embarrass them)

It's about two in the morning so of course Aru is just. Awake for no discernible reason given how they haven't really had anything that time consuming case-wise to work on since the killing game came to its close but awkwardly pace the halls of Hinata's father's old manor which Minene Nishijima and they had moved in to given how it was vacant besides Hinata, Aru lived alone at age 14 thanks to god not really thinking the logistics of that one through, Nishijima had a shitty lonely apartment, and Minene just kinda survived hideout to hideout so when Hinata offered the three of them residence they all kinda went "oh yea definitely" in unison. Anyway, they're wandering around. In the dark. And they about hit the living room when they hear a thunk against the window. And given how they've been relieved of constant mortal danger for hm about two months now they jump and kinda glance around to see if one of their swords is nearby and they're about to reach for one beneath the coffee table when they hear a "pst! hey! gayass!" in a voice thats all too familiar through the window that's slightly cracked open. And they turn and of course Yuki is standing at the edge of the reach of the light of a lamppost as he smugly says with a genuine smile "you mind letting me in?" And Aru sighs dramatically despite being more than happy to see Yuki and unlocks the front door before shutting it and locking it again near immediately. They remark "Unlike you to be up so late, nonetheless ask in to a strangers home," and Yuki rolls his eyes and says "Well I figured you'd be awake and I was awake so I--" and Aru cuts him off there with a "you couldn't sleep?" followed by a defeated "I couldnt sleep." Yuki complains "god i know you can see in the dark and shit but like would it kill ya to turn on a light for your boyfrie-- FUCK" and of course Yuki trips over the leg of the coffee table and of course Aru manages to catch him before he fully falls over but Aru isn't exactly well coordinated so its more of a "their arms are around him. Not really helping but their arms are around him." situation and they manage to stumble over to the couch and fall onto a more suitable surface than the floor. And Yuki's squarely on top of them so they say "you probably just woke up an ex terrorist and detective who both happen to be adjacent to parental figures to me AND you have the AUDACITY to borderline suffocate me on my own couch" and instead of saying he's sorry or just getting up as a normal person would, Yuki rolls over so he's about nose to nose with Aru but it's obvious that Yuki's the more flustered one in the moment and Aru just LAUGHS. Yuki goes "shut up I know you're like enamored with me or whatever like god I've heard you wax poetic about me you literally defied god because of how fucking in love with my lameass you are goddammit Aru could I have something for once? Anything?" And Aru laughs even harder while managing to choke out, "Just because I'm head over heels for you doesn't mean I can't acknowledge the fact that you are undeniably a fool at heart, my beloved Yuki" and suddenly Yuki's as calm as Yuki can be with a slight smile on his face and evenly says "fine; I see you've left me no other choice to shut you up" and Yuki kisses them on the lips and GOD Aru can feel themself blush and the second Yuki pulls away they comment "ah how the tables turn" and Yuki responds with "You're literally blushing sooo fucking hard your pupils are fucking HUGE you weirdass angel and you still have the nerve to--" "weirdass angel? oh is that a new term of endearment?" "I'm going to kill you I swear to--" "god? do you swear to god? you know that's funny because I--" and Yuki kisses them again and this time he's the one to say something when he pulls away "GOD if nothing else is going to make you shut up--" "Actually you're the one who came to MY residence at the lovely hour of two in the morning" "Yea yea. Try this, Sherlock Homo: what if I. Me. Yukiteru "Yuki" Amano am at LEAST a little.. god how do I put this.. in love with you. Aru Akise. My.. beloved....

boygirlfriend..." And Aru tries to not let the "oh he fucking said it out loud its really in the air huh" get to them but when they try to sarcastically answer "Yea I sure fucking hope so" their voice fails them for once and their just stuck blushing furiously with their lips tightly drawn into a frustrated but affectionate smile and Yuki knows he's won for literally once. "That's what I thought, gayass," and he kisses them another time, this time going so far as to cup their cheek, just as the lights get thrown on and lo and behold not only Minene but Nishijima and Hinata are in the doorway. And Yuki JUMPS when Minene exhaustedly says "Amano. What are you doing in my house. Kissing my child at two in the morning." And she continues with "I mean, congrats on the 'yeehaw got myself such a keeper I'll visit them when I know their dumbass will be up pacing around the house for no reason and then proceed to make the most loudmouthed gayboy known to man rendered speechless thanks to heartfelt homo moments' but god kid. Could ya let a bastard sleep?" And Hinata's LOSING it in the background while Nishijima just stands there half asleep looking amused with his head on Minene's shoulder and Minene herself is trying very hard not to let herself smile at the absurdity of the situation. Yuki can't bring himself to string together a coherent sentence but Aru finally comes to enough to say "Yea, Yuki. You see where the tiniest bit of rebellion lands you" and Yuki grabs them by the collar of their shirt only for Aru to say "Oh? Are you going to kiss me again?" but Minene immediately remarks, "Don't sound so suave and smug. Good god kid you can barely talk about Amano without reciting poetry or turning bright red-- Yea exactly like that actually" and she's smirking so so hard and Aru can feel their face BURNING and even Yuki can't help but start to laugh at them. Nishijima finally yawns "You can stay the night, Yuki, but try not to make the kid pass out or something? I mean, with the way they talk about you, you may as well be a saint. Goodnight." and with that the rest of them return to bed and the two of them can hear Hinata's snickering well down the hallway. Yuki manages to work up the nerve to ask "Did they really mean that, about the--" "Me constantly going on about you and being utterly in love with you? Unfortunately yes and I'm not sure how you would think otherwise" "Ah." "Yeah," Aru says while laying their head in Yuki's lap, "I MAY be just a little completely totally truly and genuinely in love with you. Maybe." "Yea I mean.... take away the frilly language there and I think I share your sentiment" "Thank god" Aru comments allowing themself a genuine smile that isn't in the least antagonizing for once. "Goodnight, I guess," Yuki awkwardly mutters. "Yea yea." Aru answers, sitting up to swiftly press a final peck to Yuki's cheek, "Goodnight, sweet cheeks." Yuki absentmindly places a hand to where Aru's lips touched his cheek and feels his cheeks burn only for Aru to call out "oh, you're sappy huh?" before they fall asleep with their head in his lap.

[bombyiiidae]

My (mental/emotional) support network is essentially just my boygirlfriend. My boygirlfriend's (mental/emotional) support network is mostly me. This works great until a day arrives - as they sometimes do - where neither of us are feeling too hot, and not even in the "we'll snuggle and it'll be fine" way, but in a grouchy, grumpy, "I don't want to/can't reach out and make you feel better because I feel so shoddy" way. Where even the scent of the other not feeling alright is enough for us to throw the towel at the whole day because neither of us is going to feel better any time soon.

This morning I woke up and thought 'fuck I hope they've slept well and are feeling OK when they get up because I need help today'.

And I think they probably woke up with a similar thought.

I'm rationing meds, they've slept for shit, we're in a pickle.

So I decided that I need to step up a bit. I went outside and sat in a patch of sun. The wind is fucking freezing but the sun is hot when it dies down. Pretty good combination to draw strength from. And the earth - I put my palms flat on it and thought of everything being connected, all the trails and spirals and webs of life. There are birch catkins all over the place where the wind has tossed them down but they're still thick with pollen and I got to crumble them in my fingers.

I'm inside again now. I've got a peppermint tea. I've got a comfy-ish place to sit. I'm ok. I can be ok now. I can be giving now, and that's really all we need to get better together. One of us to be able to give, just a bit. We share that, we look after each other.

There's a cold wind and a hot sun, today. We're going to be good.

[butchford]

Prompt: AruYuki reincarnated lovers

Yuki’s cursed to forget. Aru’s cursed to remember. You know that old saying that your birthmarks are where you got killed in another life? A thick line across their throat, a splotch over a major artery in their leg, a jagged marking over their heart. They remember all the times they’ve more than willingly thrown themself in harms way should it spell their beloved Yuki’s survival if only for another hour. To begin with it’s not so much a “love at first sight” thing given that Aru doesn’t jump to conclusions as it is a “oh I know you I know you so so well and yet..” exchanged in an alleyway as they help Yuki to his feet. And the thing is Aru doesn’t believe in soulmates but god the second they let Yuki into their thoughts they know that there’s just Something with him. And the fact that Yuki takes them to get coffee afterwards in thanks for helping his lameass out and allows Aru’s lingering glances and more than intentional brush of their fingers against his doesn’t help with the vague sense of “oh who am I kidding you mean the world to me someway somehow; you’re… you’re….” And Yuki goes to brush some of their hair out of their eyes so he has at least somewhat of an idea of what’s running through their thoughts and the brief contact initiated on Yuki’s end makes it all click together. A flash of a gunshot to the heart a dagger to the throat a knife to the thigh. Yuki watching in horror. It all clicks together. And Aru decides to say nothing about it, just tilt their head stir their matcha with its straw and let a halfhearted smile play across their lips. Aru’s more than content to leave Yuki out of the loop so long as it means he doesn’t have to deal with their stupid little ideas as to why they’re absolutely drawn to Yuki and Yuki seems more or less of the same. Ideas they’re certain have more than some truth to them. And of course Aru’s more than willing to admit the fact that they’re already more than partial to Yuki on their own accord, a genuine smile tugging at the corners of their lips as Yuki complains “are you trying to seduce me or something��� at the sight of them anxiously chewing on their lips. “Glad to know what stress does to me makes me irresistible” they remark whilst still mulling over their little realization and turning Yuki��s face bright red without much effort. And of course they bicker and hit it off pretty well with Aru insisting on walking Yuki home if not solely to patronize him and of course they somehow end up swapping numbers and of course in about a month they end up being boygirlfriends to Hinata’s surprise but neither Mao nor Yuno’s, who she owes a $20 bill to each. And to Aru it’s more than welcome and ideal and god a downright a blessing but the more they hold Yuki’s hand the more Yuki sweeps them off of their feet and into his arms to bother them in a charming manner the more the two of them end up falling asleep together watching shitty tv shows the more the entire ordeal feels like deja vu to Aru. The more they remember. It all comes to a head when Yuki kisses Aru for the first time and slowly pulls away in tears but with a weak attempt at a smile as well. “We’ve done this before” “Mhm” “In another life” “Yup” “And you..” “Oh yea a thousand times over I..” “Figures your dramatic ass would be the one of us to kick the bucket so many times in so many theatrical ways” “Says Mr ‘oh fuck just figured out what my boygirlfriend has known since day one and now I’m in literal tears’“ “DAY ONE???” “I am rather perceptive” “And you didn’t think--” “No I did think and I settled on not burdening you with that baggage. Nobody wants to hear they’ve watched their, dare I say, beloved die before their eyes a thousand times over. The truth is everything but, Yuki, do you really wanna dwell so long on the fact we’ve done this dance amongst the stars for an eternity and will continue doing so forever more?” “Well when you phrase it like that I do kinda wanna drown in that sentiment” “Of fucking course you do,” Aru sighs, and with that they cup Yuki’s cheek and pull him into a kiss they’re certain they’ve done a thousand times before and will do a thousand times again without so much as considering growing sick of it. And Yuki laces his fingers around the back of Aru’s neck and remarks “You sure have a way with words when you’re not putting my brain through a blender with whatever comes out of your mouth” and Aru scoffs and has to physically restrain themself from full out laughing as they manage to snicker out “Oh so ‘gayboy summer’ is a confusing statement compared to ‘yea we’ve literally lived this a thousand times over in each other’s embrace and I pieced it together the same day I let you into my life, likely thanks to the fact that I’ve literally died for you time and time again?’“ “Yea you get it.” “And you’re going to ignore the fact that I have a history of dy--” “Yea. I’ll make this time around different.” and Aru sits for a solid thirty seconds on this heartfelt statement and decides to go with their instinctual response of “You prommy?” and Yuki says “god fine I’LL kill you then” as he wraps them in his embrace.