Neurotypical People Have A Secret, Special Way Of Saying "...okay." That Saps All The Joy From Your Body

HC: Composed/chill characters realizing their feelings

What I find adorable is when the normally composed character (who does things with you) realizes their feelings, then suddenly everything they do with you gets them flustered, and they act uncharacteristically.

Vil, who gracefully does your make up realizes mid application of your lipstick that he likes you more than he thought he does; the lipstick misses and smears on the side of your lips because he misapplied. He tries wipe of the excess with his thumb, his expression schooled to appear nonchalant but his fingers are shaking just a bit.

Ace, who is playing around with you, throwing an arm around your shoulder then suddenly being hit with an epiphany followed by a loud BADUMP in his chest that his arms immediately fly to his side. Oh, oh no no no no. THIS CAN'T BE *Internal panic*

Trey, who is baking with you having a sudden image in his mind of you and him together in the kitchen back home, laughing merrily between sweets and bake goods. You call out his name and ask him to pass the 'honey', but he's still out of him so he says 'yes dear?'. Then immediately drops the honey bottle mid-pass because he realized what he has said.

Jamil, who usually replied to your overly enthusiastic greetings in the hallways getting a glance of you from afar, his hand ready to wave back then realizing he is grinning like a fool and is like OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT, WHATTT!?FUCKKKKK—and immediately books it behind a pillar to hide. He reasons to himself he must be sick or tired, or both. Then he looks again and spots you spotting him, you grin and wave and he nods far too 'solemnly' in your perspective. He is spiralling in his head.

You tell Azul to shut up while he is in the middle of trying to scam you into a contract (cuz he needs more hands in Mostro lounge) but instead of being unfazed by your usual curt reply and biting back with a smoother offer suavely, his heart skips several beats. He is stumbling over his words, getting tongue tied, and when he sees just a glimmer of a spark of interest from your eyes his brain freezes. He then proceeds to tell you he is coming back tomorrow because the offer still stands (He means it, he will go to YOU don't go to him, he has to adjust to his feelings! He refuses to be caught unprepared!!!)

I want you to remember:

The fascists hate you too and they just will pretend otherwise until after they've killed the rest of us, before they turn on you.

hey so since we're talking about how awful the minecraft movie looks we're all going to agree not to go see it in theaters right? not even to hatewatch it? we all are in agreement that its a soulless cash grab movie, so we all know that the only way to stop them from making more like it is to give them no cash to grab, right?

yes this includes watching it for the bit. yes this includes bringing your friends to go make fun of it. yes this includes just watching it out of curiosity.

do Not go see this shit in theaters. do Not give them your money. they dont care whether you enjoyed it or not, they only care about what number the box office gives them. so make sure the box office cant give them shit.

today i bring you teruko, tomorrow, who knows….

To my uk trans people and allies out there.

You weren’t sure how it started — maybe he complained one too many times about looking “fuzzy” in his selfies, or maybe you were just bored and holding tweezers — but somehow, Dick Grayson ended up in a chair in the middle of the Batcave, letting you shape his eyebrows.

You stood between his legs, brows furrowed in focus, one hand gently holding his jaw to keep him still while the other went to work.

“Don’t move,” you warned him. “I swear to God if you flinch and I ruin your arch, I’m shaving them off completely.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he whispered dramatically, eyes fluttering closed — but then he puckered his lips into a stupid exaggerated kissy face.

You paused.

He opened one eye, grinning.

“Stop,” you muttered, biting back a smile.

Another kissy face. He leaned slightly forward like he was begging for a smooch.

“Dick.”

“Hmm?”

“You’re gonna get a tweezer in the eye.”

“I’m just saying,” he smirked, “you’re holding my face so tenderly. It’s giving ‘lover grooming his war-torn boyfriend’ vibes.”

You sighed, plucking another hair. “More like ‘tired nurse dealing with delusional patient.’”

“Ouch. But accurate.”

You stayed focused, trying not to laugh as he made another kissy face, this time with a wink. His hands were on your hips now, not trying to pull you closer, just resting there — warm, casual, intimate.

“Seriously, you’re going to mess me up,” you said, biting the inside of your cheek.

“You mess me up every day,” he whispered.

You pulled the next hair extra hard.

“OW—OKAY, I DESERVED THAT.”

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people are always mad about Steve’s endgame ending cuz he left Bucky. I’m mad about it cuz Steve literally already had visited Peggy, asked her about her life, and was happy for her when she said she loved a good life. Now he selfishly undos the happy life she lived with time travel, THAT is more ooc to me. Plus, it erases Agent Carter from canon. And I fucking love Agent Carter.

This dumbass just made everyone female