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rottiens · 24 days

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The other day you posted about shy boys and I have some thoughts about shy boy Choso if you don't mind. Also, this ended up being longer than intended, sorry 😬

Imagine, if you will, sitting on the couch in your jammies with your bestie Choso, your bestie that you know has a thing for you but won't make a move no matter how many hints you drop that you like him too, your bestie who blushes and changes the subject whenever you talk about sex/dating and the like, he's sitting between your legs laying back against you. You have your feet on the edge of the couch with your knees up beside him and he's resting his arms on your legs.

Imagine making him lift up his head so you can take out his hair buns to run your fingers through his hair and graze his scalp with your nails causing his head to fall back against your shoulder humming at the feeling.

Imagine snaking one hand over his shoulder and resting it on his abs and rubbing your thumb back and forth feeling the definition of his muscles through his shirt. "Just getting comfy," you say when he asks what you're doing.

Imagine the small whine that comes from him when you remove your other hand from his hair. His breath catches in his throat though when your hand comes to rest near his waistband. "Just keeping warm," you whisper in his ear when he asks what you're doing for a second time this time in a slightly higher pitch.

Imagine seeing the blush creep up his ears when you start mindlessly fiddling with the drawstring of his pants. It's not your fault it came undone, the knot wasn't done very tight in the first place.

Imagine his breath stopping completely and his hands starting to grip your legs when your finger tips slip under his waistband, not moving just sitting there.

Imagine seeing the tent in his pants steadily grow as you start to scratch gently at the skin just above his cock.

Imagine him squeezing his eyes shut and shaking his head no when you breathe "tell me to stop," against the shell of his ear.

Imagine finally grabbing his cock and having to remind him to breathe because his fingers are leaving marks on your shins.

Imagine the mewls that you pull out of him as you stroke him so slow that he has trouble keeping his hips still.

Imagine having to shush him when you speed up, he's louder than the movie you two were watching.

Imagine giving Choso a reach around and playing with his hair again while telling him how good he's being for you.

Imagine Choso coming in your hand and you bring it to his mouth for him to lick clean.

Imagine, if you will, shy boy Choso panting and rubbing your legs up and down to try and calm himself down after the most erotic experience of his life. He's been so good for you, you should get him a glass of water and a snack when his breathing evens out so he can replenish.

#asks #best friend i can't believe you dropped this masterpiece #so casually in my inbox #tell me what do i do now that my morning is ruined /pos #tell me.#thank you so much for sharing this with me cause while reading I couldn't sit still #I got up twice to walk down the hallway of my house cuz hello #oh my god yes. choso in sweatpants; I wouldn't survive #god #cradle the bulge in his pants above the fabric first #and bring him a glass of cold water so real; I need to do this with him #and then hug him from behind and tell him what a good boy he is #I can't breathe; i need him #running all over the house #shy boys >>>#choso x reader #fav #🤍

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invizz · 8 months

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The Infatuation Fruit aka Swoon Swoon Fruit

by corasanji on AO3 (@corasanji) Its so good, go read it!! Keep in mind to read warnings and tags! <3 HOP ONBOARD THE ANGST TRAIN!! CHOO CHOO

#fanfiction #fanart #fanfiction fanart #zosan #zoro x sanji #usopp being the best bro #emotional support usopp #please my boi needs a hug #make him suffer more #but also please dont #but also please do

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gophergal · 9 months

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Watched Defenders of the Realm with @cursed--alien today and realized that they gave Sub-Zero hips that do not lie. And the way they draw his costume makes his pants look like thigh high boots. So behold, The Thiccckening

#gopher art #sketchbook #mortal kombat #look i know its just supposed to be that he has a superhero bodytype (broad shoulders trim waist beefy thighs)#but with the costume the way it is? and how high up they draw the wide thigh? it gives him childbearing hips. which i think is fantastic #i wouldn't enjoy this show if i wasnt able to watch it and riff on it with my best friend. its not bad its just barely coherent #i need to draw bloodthirsty Sonya A. “KOMBAT TIME” Blade sometime. she fucking delights me. what a woman #also bonus doodle because THEY'RE SO FUCKING MEAN TO HIM? THE OTHER DEFENDERS ARE SO MEAN TO MY BOY #i want to hug him so he can cry it out 💔

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sirkoifish · 10 months

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POV: u ded 😔👍

Idk if I should hate it, despise it, or like it... I was experimenting... I've learned, and I'm not doing this again... I did not like that brush...

I did my favorite boy dirty 😭 I need to learn how to draw my boy Gyutaro

I swear, if I could just put the image in my head right here, out on display for you, it would look so much better...

I wasn't sure if he should frown or smile... Frown it issss

Also, I did not draw that background. It's a screenshot from kny, Entertainment District arc, ep 10, time 4:33. I suck at backgrounds.

#demon slayer #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer fanart #kny fanart #gyutaro #kny gyutaro #gyutaro fanart #best boy guytaro #ma boy needs a hug and you cpr

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mozart-the-meerkitten · 1 year

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Welp. I rewatched Coco so all four of them are back in my head now, all at once this time

this feels dangerous somehow

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italiansteebie · 1 year

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For the Past, the Present Glory

TW// Autsitic Meltdown, Child Neglect

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Steve doesn’t know how to feel about the holidays. They’re always so overstimulating with the songs, and the lights, and everyone constantly moving and ringing out cheers of “Merry Christmas!” He gets the appeal, truly, but it’s hard to enjoy it when there’s no one to celebrate with, not to mention the fact that he doesn’t even celebrate Christmas, and fire is much too frightening to handle by himself so lighting the menorah is out of the question too. Unless it’s one of the rare Hanukkah's where his parents are actually home. But get real, that hasn’t happened since he was 6, and at that he’d had a meltdown over the open flames and his parents claimed he ruined the whole thing. It was only the second night, they’d left on the morning of the third, telling the babysitter not to bother with the ceremony, and fucked off to who knows where. He knows they can’t be bothered to tell him where they’re going, but he tracks the days and weeks and finds the pattern and makes up an informal schedule for himself. That way he knows when to prepare himself and the house for their arrival.

There are pictures of him as a young child donning his yarmulke and following after those, there are photos of him with tears streaming down his face as the garment is pinned uncomfortably to his head, with his fathers stern hands holding his smaller, shaking ones, as to shield the calming motion.

He tries to not let it bother him, the loneliness, but he’s only human, and even for an introvert of his magnitude, the solitary feeling of his house gets to be too much sometimes. That is until he meets Dustin Henderson, and gets dragged into the Bullshit that is the Upside Down, and all of a sudden he’s never alone. So here he is, sitting in the Wheeler’s basement, with a scratchy Christmas sweater on, watching as the kids pass around gifts, smiling fondly over their bickering. He lets his eyes drift over the movement of the room, briefly landing on Robin and Nancy who are not so subtly flirting with each other in the corner before moving on to catch a glimpse of Jonathan and Eddie sneaking out the back door with a bag of a suspicious green substance. He hears the faint flick of Eddie’s lighter and it’s not long after that, that the distinct smell starts wafting through the room. He grimaces to himself. The only time weed isn’t overstimulating is when he himself is smoking it, and even then he has to take breaks fairly often. Tommy used to make fun of him for it, so he started making up different excuses that were more acceptable than “It smells bad,” because that always got him dirty looks and shoves that were a bit too rough to be considered playful.

The noise picks up, and he tries to not let it get to him, but he can feel his wrists twitching, and a hum buzzing softly in the back of the throat. He tries to rock subtly, but quickly ceases his motions when Robin and Nancy make their way over to him. “You okay, Stevie? You look a little pale…” Robin trails and Steve waves a hand, trying to speak but the words die in his throat and something like a grunt comes out instead. He smiles nervously, before shrugging and all but scampers away, definitely NOT in shame. His hands are twitching, and the blinking lights are giving him a headache, and not to mention the stupid cough he’s had for like, two weeks, is making his chest rattle uncomfortably, and he knows he has to get out. He shakes his head a little maniacally, gaining the attention of the room, before he chokes out a laugh and shoves a thumb towards the door, grabbing his keys and making a beeline for his car.

He’s alone for about two seconds before the knocking starts, and he knows they mean well, but it’s getting excruciating.

“Steve, c’mon, open up!”

“Don’t leave!”

“What’s wrong?”

“Steve, talk to us!”

And their fists are still beating on the window, and tears are starting to stream down his face. He curses himself, this meltdown coming out of nowhere, but really he knows, it had been building up for months, he’s surprised he’s lasted this long.

“Don’t cry, Steve! It’s christmas!”

And that's what breaks him. He feels his hands roughly grab his hair, and body rocking on autopilot, “Steve, please.” He hears a meek voice say. “Fuck!” He shuts, voice coming out hoarse, chest heaving as his hands move from his hair to beat on his chest. He opens his eyes briefly to see Mike making his way towards his car, the last thing he needs is Wheeler’s snide comments so he tries to steel himself but to no avail. He brings a heavy fist down onto his thigh. “What's going on?” He hears Eddie ask, a bit sluggish, no doubt high out of his mind, Steve wished he was too, then maybe he wouldn’t have embarrassed himself like this. “Steve is freaking out and ruining christmas.” Is what comes out of Mike’s mouth, and he knows the kid doesn’t really mean any harm, but he can’t stop himself from yelling, “I’m fucking Jewish, you little brat.” And the sobs are coming out in full force now, and he hears Robin jimmying the door open, and crawling into the passenger seat. She leans over, pulling him into a tight hug, letting the pressure wash over him, his sobs calm down, and his hands that were frantically beating at his chest and grasping his hair are calmer now, gentle and soothing, rather than desperate. From his position of having his head buried in Robin’s chest he can hear Nancy, Jonathan, and Eddie ushering the kids away from the car, before hearing Eddie approach again.

He takes a shuddering breath before moving away from Robin and wiping his eyes harshly. “Sorry,” He sniffles, and Robin looks at him incredulously, “Steve, don’t apologize, just… Are you okay? That looked like… Well. It looked like a meltdown.” She soothed softly. He nodded, eyeing Eddie who was standing outside the car door apprehensively, before admitting softly “I’m not as normal as I seem, Robin. I’m. I’m pretty far from it actually,” He says, laughing bitterly. He opens the door for Eddie, motioning for him to slide in. “You too high for this Eddie?” Robin asks, to which the metalhead shakes his head no, hair swishing back and forth, “Nah. Sobered up pretty quickly, thanks to Stevie boy here.” He says playfully, softly, almost endearing. Robin thinks it’s disgusting.

“You okay, Steve?” Eddie asks, sliding his larger hand into the others shaking one, Steve nods. “I just… Got a bit overstimulated there. I tried to leave like we talked about but… Then everyone followed me out here.” Robin cringed at that a little bit, “I'm sorry, Steve. You looked like you were about to get sick, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” Steve smiles softly, “It’s okay, Robs. I haven’t been super open about any of this stuff, you didn't know. In fact the only reason Eddie knows is because he found me in the bathroom in sophomore year having a meltdown.” He flashes a small smile at the metalhead beside him, who returns it, a bit sadder than the original. Robin doesn’t miss the way Eddie rubs his thumb over Steve’s knuckles in that soft, telling way, but she also doesn’t say anything about it. “I'm going to give you two a minute, whenever you’re ready Steve.” She says softly, moving out of the car, hearing Steve’s heavy sigh as she shuts the door.

The two boys sit together for a moment longer, while Steve prepares himself to answer the questions that are about to be thrown at him. “I can answer some of them, If you’d like me to?” Eddie offers gently, to which Steve shakes his head. He heaves another sigh before scooting out of the car and back towards the house, Eddie in tow.

As soon as he step foot into the basement, there's a cacophony of questions and his hands shake slightly in Eddies, “Everybody, shut up!” The long haired boy yells, angling his face away from Steve’s so he doesn’t get the brunt of the shout. Everyone goes silent at this, and Steve takes this as his chance to start talking.

“Okay so, first things first. I am. Well-” He huffs out a sigh, Eddie rubs his shoulder encouragingly, “I’ve got autism, which means… Like sounds and stuff can get too much and really freak me out. Like you just saw. It was. A lot of therapy, when I was a kid,” He jokes, trying to lighten the mood, but it doesn’t work. He continues, “I’m also Jewish, I don’t… Really celebrate. My parents aren’t ever home during Hanukkah, and fire is… Hard for me. Like, y’know. I can’t light the menorah by myself…” He trails off, murmuring under his breath, “God this is so stupid, I’m stupid.” Eddie put an end to those comments real quickly, squeezing his hand. “Anyway… Yeah. Sorry for yelling at you, Mike. And uh. I’ll probably be pretty quiet after this.” He cleared his throat as he finished his speech. Everyone seemed to understand, and at the end of the night, he overheard the one and only, snarky, Mike Wheeler, planning a Hanukkah celebration for next year.

“Mike can be a brat, but. He’s also pretty cool. Sometimes.” Nancy says as he and Eddie leave, in lieu of a goodbye, and somewhat of a pseudo apology for her brother's antics. Steve smiles, nodding along in agreement. And suddenly, for the first time in a long time, he’s looking forward to the next Hanukkah.

#stevie boy #steve needs a hug #sad steve harrington #steve harrington #jewish steve harrington #autistic steve : )#autistic steve harrington #autistic robin buckley #steve has a meltdown #meltdown #steve harrington angst #steve centric #steve harrington centric #established steddie #best friend robin buckley

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iguessitsjustme · 1 month

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💎 or 🌄 or both

Oh boy these are gonna be difficult.

💎 show you wish people talked about more

Ghost Host, Ghost House. I think a good number of people watched it and liked it but I wish even more people would watch it and also talk about it. This show dealt with grief in quite literally the perfect way for me and was airing right around the time I lost someone special to me so it was healing in a way. I think the story is so beautifully told.

🌄 your favorite scene of any BL show

One scene? One SCENE? From ANY show? There are so many good ones? But I'm going to choose something from not a BL. This scene from Oh No! Here Comes Trouble:

First of all, someone hug that boy. Second of all, this is one of the few scenes that has ever managed to make me cry. And I cry every time I watch it. It felt like Yiyong was speaking to me about dealing with my own trauma and guilt (good god I'm tearing up just thinking about this scene) and Yiyong definitely has wisdom beyond his years. Plus there is something in the way that he carries his trauma that feels familiar to me. He is grumpy all of the time, but he is the kindest soul. He had something so incredibly horrendous happen to him and all it did was make him kind. This is what empathy is. This is what it means to listen. This is what it means to be human. And Yiyong is in pain but uses that to help. Always to help. And I love him so much for it. Anyway...does anyone have chocolate for me now? I need it.

BL Ask Game

#ask game #thanks for the ask!#i am going to need to rewatch onhct soon #and if you're following me and haven't watch it you need to #it's one of my favorite shows of all time #in the top 5 for sure #it is incredibly heavy though so if you aren't ready or able to watch heavy or dark topics #it might not be the best choice #but boy oh boy does it handle those topics beautifully #give yiyong a hug challenge 2k24

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batfamfucker · 1 year

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There are four main types of Batfam fans in regard to how people interpret Bruce Wayne as a dad (/Joking. This is mostly satire and should not be taken seriously):

Fans that think Bruce is emotionally constipated and isn't the best at being a parent but still tries (Differs per person). Don't necessarily think he's absuive but thinks he can be toxic or have unhealthy expectations for the Robins. Can smell the Oldest Daughter Syndrome coming from Dick and have Family Line (By Conan Gray) as their top song on their Dick inspired playlist and Daddy Issues (By The Neighbourhood) for Jason.

Fans that choose to believe Bruce goes to therapy in their own canon. Love B:WFA. Thinks the comic can be cheesy at times and so find a balance between B:WFA Bruce and Please Go To Therapy BruceTM as their middle ground. He struggles. They advocate that Bruce is not a bad parent, he just has bad writers that seem to forget Bruce wouldn't hurt kids, especially not his own. Love the humane moments and scenes he has in BTAS and the early JL cartoons. He may not be perfect but he's not literally abusive. Whores for Bruce being able to admit when he is wrong and for Jason and Bruce reconciling. I recommend Grow As We Go by Ben Platt for this one.

A mix between the first two. Was fine-ish when Dick was younger. Didn't help him in the healthiest way but eh. Still emotionally constipated but that happened more so after Dick left and Jason died. Started getting better when Tim came back but was still closed off. Should probably go to therapy with the kids so they can drag his ass about all the things he's done that have actually affected them negatively. Understands his mistakes and is also able to admit when he's wrong, eventually. It's not easy but he starts to do better and learns to be more emotionally available. Still has to get chewed out by Alfred sometimes but definitely better than he used to be and it shows. Reconciliation is slow and gradual but progress is made for everyone involved.

The one's I personally avoid for my own sanity and wellbeing:

Think Bruce is a complete bastard and abuser. Want him to choke. Hate any and all interpretations of him. Some of which will refuse to understand how anyone could have a different interpretation. Will point out comics where, in all fairness, he is a dick but forget that characterisation can significantly differ from one series to the next, as comic characters are constantly passed around to different writers and have been for decades. Not to mention movies, shows, etc.

#Bruce Wayne #Batman #Batfam #Batdad #I'm not tagging everyone in the Batfam I can't be assed #Sorry there's like 500 #Bruce has a child for every mental disorder he has #Dick is his ADHD. Jason is his C-PTSD. Tim is his Anxiety. Cass is his OCD. Damian is his Autism.#Like bro the therapist is RIGHT there #You have the money just GO #I am a mix of 2 and 3 tbh but more so 2 because he is my comfort fictional father figure. I already have a shit dad irl #I'm not dealing with it in my favourite media too #Type 4 fans scare me I lowkey see so many people like that and I'm like. If the block button wasn't free. I'd be in debt by now #I get that you saw Tom Kings work. So did I. I hate that fuck. But I personally prefer the scene of him in JL with Ace on the swings #Or the one with him playing with shape block toys with a baby whilst Supes and WW handle the questioning #Or when he hugs literally any of his kids #Or the one of him and Jason watching a movie and eating popcorn when Jason's ill. And they have the picture of them posing #Or when he cried in Flashpoint over the letter his dad left him because the little boy in him needed that #Plus any time Bruce and Clark interact as Best Friends. The Golden Age comics where they were basically Dick's gay dads 💀#But yeah. I could make a poll from this tbh.#This is a generalisation on purpose genuinely do not take it seriously #If I see ANY disclosure. It's delete and block on sight #Bruh I'm still recovering from the notes of my Fallout 4 John Hancock in a Drag Race outfit crossover post #I know it sounds like I'm being paranoid but that's because I am. You have not seen the things I have seen in my notes #You do not know of the wars I have fought of over ghoul dicks and high heels #I have seen things I can never burn from my vision. Read things I will never have the mercy of forgetting #Over silly little shitposts. Lmao. Anyway. Here. Have some food.

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