#slightly jealous

[xxfabulousnessxx]

Screaming. Crying. Wishing that was me 😮‍💨

God, if he looked at me like that and then nuzzled into me …….on my knees

[da-millerrrrr]

in honour of whatever the fuck is going on with the other octopath askblogs

[bumblebeebats]

As much as i love Dungeon Meshi, i do think that given Ryoko Kui's attention to realistic worldbuilding there ought to be a companion series called Dishes Meshi where they spend 2hrs washing and drying and packing away. Alll the goddamnfuck dishes they just made

[flwrkid14]

Batfam vs. Tim: The Battle for Danny’s Favorite

All of the Bats, and I mean all of them (yes, even Bruce), are secretly competing to be Danny’s favorite. Dick’s throwing out all his charm, Jason’s leaning hard into the cool, laid-back older brother vibe, Steph is cracking nonstop jokes, Duke is casually flexing his powers, and Cass is winning everyone over with her sweet, quiet smiles. Damian, of course, is 100% certain he’s already Danny’s favorite (because who wouldn’t love Bat-Cow?)

Meanwhile, Tim—who’s actually dating Danny—just stands there watching all of this unfold. It’s ridiculous. He’s the boyfriend, so why is he feeling jealous? It’s not like he should have to fight for Danny’s attention, right?

Still, whenever he sees his siblings laughing and hanging out with Danny, he can’t help but feel a tiny bit jealous.

But at the end of the day, it’s okay. Because Danny always makes sure Tim knows who really matters, sneaking away for private moments, wrapping his arms around him when no one’s looking.

Tim doesn’t doubt for a second that, no matter how hard the rest of the Bats try, he will always be Danny’s favorite.

[saragrosie]

As promised, incredibly stupid s4-5 drawings

[francy-sketches]

sorry I got posessed by the wattpad demon I'm normal now (lying)

+alt version that didnt fit the #aesthetic but it better represents my #vision of them ^_^ hashtag couplegoals

[ultravioletbrit]

“threat” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 588 words

It started slowly, so slow and subtle that it took a while for James to notice. But now it was becoming blatantly obvious.

Regulus was glued to James’ side. Wherever they were, Regulus would always sit as close as possible to James. At parties or gatherings, Regulus would drape himself over James, sit in his lap, and share deep—bordering inappropriate—kisses.

None of these things were ever unwelcome or unwanted, which was another reason James never really noticed.

Until it became excessive and increasingly suggestive. Again, nothing James didn’t enjoy, he’d just rather enjoy it privately and not with an audience.

It took James a while to figure out when and why Regulus would get like this but finally James figured it out.

Lily.

Regulus would get overly affectionate whenever Lily was there. Even more so if Lily was close to James.

It wasn’t until Regulus had almost overshared details about their sex life that James knew he needed to do something.

“…and after several minutes of that, James loves it when I—"

“Okay!” James quickly cuts Regulus off. “Reg, will you come with me for a sec?”

James takes Regulus to his room and sits on the edge of the bed with him.

“What’s going on, Reg?” James asks softly, taking both of Regulus’ hands.

“What do you mean?” Regulus says feigning innocence.

“Reg.” James says gently, and Regulus just huffs. “You know Lily’s not a threat to you, right?” Regulus purses his lips and looks down at his lap. James puts his fingers under Regulus’ chin lifting his head to look directly into his eyes. “Regulus, she’s not a threat to you.” James says softly but firmly.

“I know.” Regulus whispers weakly.

“Do you?”

Regulus sighs deeply. “My head knows that.” He looks away again. “I don’t think my heart knows that yet.” He mumbles.

James is silent for a moment, just rubbing the back of Regulus’ hands. Finally, James takes a deep breath.

“I’m not going to deny that I used to have feeling for Lily.” Regulus looks back at James, sadness taking over him face. James squeezes his hands reassuringly. “And I won’t deny that now she’s a very good friend.” Regulus furrows his eyebrows. “But I haven’t had romantic feelings for Lily in a very, very long time.” James reaches up to smooth out the lines on Regulus’ forehead then lets his hand settle on Regulus’ cheek. “And I want your heart to know, that my entire heart belongs to yours. And it has for a very, very long time.”

“I know.” Regulus mumbles again after a moment.  

“I know your head knows that…” James says as he pulls Regulus onto his lap.

Regulus sighs. “My heart wants to, it’s just…” Regulus trails off.

“I know.” James tells him.

“Do you?”

“Yeah. I do.” James whispers. “And I plan on loving you for a very, very long time. Your heart will get there. I’m not worried.” James smiles.

James lets his hands fall to Regulus’ hips and Regulus leans forward to rest his forehead against James’.

“I’m sorry.” Regulus mutters quietly.

“You have nothing to apologize for, love.” James tells him then leans back slightly to look at him. “But maybe tone down the affection just a bit when we’re in public.” Regulus rolls his eyes and James squeezes his hips. “There are some things I want just for myself.” James pulls Regulus closer and kisses him deeply. It would almost be bordering inappropriate, but they’re not in public anymore, so James deepens the kiss even more.

[flowerakatsuka]

clingy ass

[siriusblackdevotee]

Romantic Moonwater, Platonic Wolfstar, Homewrecker Sirius

*Remus complaining sex is getting a bit boring*

Sirius, his ex bf of 8 years:

Sirius: I know how to fix that

*just as regulus joins them, Sirius puts one hand on Remus's face, turning his face, kisses his cheek, then seductively trails the hand down from face, neck to shoulders*

Regulus:

Remus, still processing:

*Sirius winks at him, then turns to regulus, shocked*: oh when did you get here! we were just...talking about work.

*regulus glares at him*

*Sirius squeezes and rubs Remus's shoulder before dropping his arm*: well I'll head out now, we'll...talk about this later okay, moony?

*Regulus turns to Remus, still pissed af: I thought my brother doesn't like you anymore?!

Remus, confused, scared and horny for angry regulus: I--I guess not???

*Regulus pushes Remus into a wall, kissing hard, biting skin, absolutely feral*: Then I'll fucking show him why he shouldn't.

-

*glowing, satisfied regulus comes out of the room with a messed-up, covered-in-bites Remus*

Remus: 👍

Sirius, smug: 👍

[valewritessss]

Percy would 100% get all quiet and moody when he’s jealous while Annabeth who would get petty and mad

[idorukiss]

Xavier is an extremely jealous person, as you’ve seen countless times- especially when Lumiere is brought up. Wanting you to praise nobody but himself- not even your other coworkers or actors on TV. Wanting your eyes and heart to see him and him alone

Swooping to your side every time some potentially strange man approaches you, even if they were just trying to get directions. It warms your heart every single time. You always feel safe with him around, knowing your very own prince charming is there for you at all times

He will never admit why he particularly dislikes any positivity for Lumiere- sure it’s actually him under the mask, but at the same time they're nothing alike. Lumiere is up on a pedestal being the perfect hero. How can he possibly hold a candle to that? Especially when the him of today is the only version of him that you know

You love seeing the fun expressions he makes and swoon every time you see the affection in his eyes, and he loves to hear you say sweet nothings to him with the goofiest smile on your face. There's no way either of could second guess your feelings for one another, but that won’t stop the jealousy from him or the lighthearted teasing from you

He yearns for the day you can remember the him of yesteryear- from when you first got tangled up in fate and he lost you for the first time. Every time you call his name his heart sings just like back then, and he will hold on to every bit of that time he possibly can even if neither of you are the same person anymore

[anonymouscheeses]

Season 2 came out and i didnt know, hello are yall even still alive??? IM SO HAPPY JWDEJR ILL PROBSBLY MAKE MORE ARY BECUZ I LOVE THEM SMM

[corrodedcoughin]

This might be the second worst thing that’s ever happened to Gareth while wearing these stupid shorts, or in general he guesses. The first being when he was in gym class and the got caught on the fence he tried to hop in order to skip said class, successfully exposing his lemon yellow carebear boxers, the only pair he had left because everything else was in the wash. Luckily it was only the gym teacher, Mr Carrey, and Linda Stern, a girl that kept to herself so unlikely to share such scandal. Neither brought it up again but that doesn’t mean Gareth was free of the memory, or free of reliving it whenever he opened his drawer to pull out some underwear.

But it’s not just the shorts that tie Gareth’s ‘most embarrassing and traumatising events of my life so far’ memories together. No, the instigator of both of these events also keeps them joined in Gareth’s mind. Edward Munson. It was Eddie who insisted that skipping class while in said class would be the smartest move to make ‘think of it Gareth, imagine it, skipping right under Mr Carrey's nose? He'd never expect it! High class rogue moves for sure!’

So of course Gareth was convinced by Eddie’s manic eyes and excitement and successfully flashed his gym teacher while the mastermind was laughing and pulling him down off the fence. Mr Carrey must have felt sorry enough for Gareth to let him run and isn’t that a fun addition to an already horrific memory?

Anyway, back to Eddie Munson; worst person to enter Gareth’s life. Because now? Now Gareth is stood outside a stupidly big and stupidly fancy house, in the offensive (now repaired, thanks Granny) gym shorts, and a pair of plastic and bent out of shape fairy wings. Originally he was supposed to be in a white vest too but he drew the line there, adamant he’d be wearing his Iron Maiden shirt to save some sort of dignity. And to top it all off it’s a beautiful day so of course people are out mowing their lawns, families are walking their dogs, children are playing in the streets and just enjoying the surprisingly mild february weather. All of them staring, quite obviously, at what they see as a strange teenager in wings being shouted at by an equally strange kid hiding behind a, not nearly big enouhg, bush for ‘stealth reasons’ apparently. 

‘RING THE DOORBELL MAN, COME ON!’

Gareth slowly turns to look over his shoulder to glare at Eddie who is peaking around the shrubbery. 

‘YOU RING THE FUCKING DOORBELL!’

‘GARETH YOU PROMISED! DON’T BE A DICK’

‘YEAH, BECAUSE YOU TRICKED ME!’

‘NO I DIDN’T, YOU SAID YES NOW RING TH-’

Of course that’s exactly when the door to the stupid house opens and the reason Gareth is here steps into the doorway. 

Gareth grits his teeth and begins to recite his lines ‘Steve, o steve. You are beauty that has to be seen to be believed. Wont you be mine until the end of time?’ He finishes and stands glaring over Steve fucking Harrington’s shoulder

‘DO THE FUCKING REST GARETH’ Eddie’s voice emanates from somewhere to the back of Gareth, probably still hiding behind the stupid bush. So Gareth ‘does the rest’ he does a very slow and deliberate 360 spin before crouching down to one knee and shooting a plastic bow and arrow at Steve’s chest. Of course the arrow just rattles to the floor, sad and pathetic, just like it’s shooter Gareth thinks to himself. 

‘Gareth? Why…umm, are you okay?’ Steve is obviously trying to hold back laughter and doing a terrible job of it. His face is convulsing like he’s just eaten a whole lemon, rind and all. And well, who knows, maybe he has, maybe it's a secret trick for keeping his hair so big, Gareth isn’t here to judge, he just wants to leave. 

‘Dude please just answer the question and put me out of my misery’ He’s still half on the ground and his knee hurts and it’s hot and he’s kneeling at Steve Harrington’s fucking door dressed as a fucking cupid because he couldn’t say no to his fucking stupid fucking best friend. Gareth pulls himself away from thoughts of despair when he sees Steve’s mouth open to speak. He’s got one hand on the door frame, the other on the back of his neck

‘Oh, uh, yeah? I mean, yes? This is for Eddie right?’ Gareth stopped listening after the initial ‘yeah’, instead standing and turning to the, very small, hedge Eddie was doing an awful job of concealing himself behind 

‘HE SAID YES. CAN I GO HOME NOW?’

Suddenly there's a whoop and an air punching Eddie Munson who realises he’s exposed his ‘perfect’ (shitty) hiding spot and is in full view of Steve. The idiot even tries to play off the air punch by combing his hand through his hair which obviously gets stuck on his rings and then tries to play that off by just keeping his hand in his hair while waving with the other, not trapped hand. With a violent yank he manages to free the entangled fingers with only a small whine.

‘Uhh…Hi Steve’ Eddie says with a dopey smile and somehow, somehow he’s got an equally lovesick looking Steve smiling right back at him ‘Hi Eddie’. At this point, Gareth has quite frankly had enough, Eddie and Steve are slowly walking towards each other like some romcom end of the movie scene and he’ll be dammed if he’s watching those two tragically flirt at each other. So he grabs the van keys out of Eddie’s pocket as he passes, resigning himself to an hour of shooting Eddie’s empty cans in the back of the van while he waits. Gareth is almost off the lawn when Eddie must get brave

‘NICE SHORTS BY THE WAY CUPID’

‘FUCK YOU!’ Gareth snaps the arrow in two trudges off, wings flapping behind him.

—---

Three weeks ago

Gareth was at his desk, he was trying to practice some drum rhythms when Eddie flounced in and dramatically dropped onto his bed. For the past half hour Gareth had been regaled with yet more ‘reasons why Steve Harrington is my dream man’ from Eddie 

‘You don’t understand man. He was just driving and the Eagles came on. Don’t look at me like that, I know it’s the eagles, but it was life in the fast lane and he was singing along to it dude. The line! You know the one! I swear it was an instant hard on, thought I’d came by the end’

‘DUDE STOP. STOP. I’ll do whatever you want just please never talk to me about your Steve related dick events again’ Listen, Gareth loved Eddie, he did. But there's only so much a man can withstand and Eddie could monolgue for hours if given the chance.

‘Whatever I want?’ There was no obvious devious tone here but Gareth still should have known better than to agree. If he had clocked Eddie's face he would have seen an expression so devious that he'd be running out the door.

‘Yes! Fuck, just no more. My ears are never going to feel clean again’

[rythyme]

really not a fan of boston very explicitly saying "I want to be exclusive romantically but not sexually" only to be told "You're lying to yourself. I think you should be alone."

[darth-sonny]

when in doubt, just give 'em your deadname

[lasdelaintuicionn]

nadie nos va a extrañar is really cute i love stupid teen cliches (and hot lesbian language teachers