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Dating Dick Grayson Would Include…

Huge on physical touch. He’s a touchy person 100% especially if you’re dating. You sort of watched the progression of his touchiness with you. When you guys were just friends, he’d give you simple touches like high fives or short hugs. But after you started dating, he was all over you. Hugs, kisses, leaning on you, pulling you against him, holding your hand 24/7. Etc. 

Speaking of touch, I feel like he’s the type to pull away last. He’s never the first to pull away in any relationship, platonic or romantic. If he DOES pull away first, he does not like you. The reason he pulls away last is because he always wants that last moment of contact with you. 

He feels bad for having to go do Nightwing duties and leaving you, so he always tries to come back home with food or a little treat for you. Even if you insist he doesn’t have to, he has an excuse ready. He didn’t have to buy your favorite take out on the way home? It was on the way and he was hungry too. He didn’t have to get you flowers? He figured it’d give the apartment a nice touch of color anyway. 

If, and let’s be honest when, he comes home from patrol/a mission all scratched up and beaten, he will do EVERYTHING IN HIS POWER to hide it from you. He’ll come home just that extra bit later when he knows you’ve fallen asleep, he’ll go to his safehouse or Wayne Manor to clean up first, hell, sometimes Dick won’t come home at all and have you worrying more than if he’d just come home and let you patch him up. 

When he comes home from a mission or from patrol, he’s so desperate to just go to bed with you. It doesn’t matter if it’s noon, it’s naptime. Sometimes he won’t have enough energy to take the Nightwing suit off, so he’ll just… lay on top of you wherever you happen to be sitting. Couch, bed, wherever. 

Times where he has an early/late night patrol or mission, he leaves a note explaining where he is and what’s going on wishing you a good morning/night. If he has enough time before he leaves, he adds little doodles to the note too.

Olvidé subir estos curis, voy a hacer más porque son muy divertidos

You and Sukuna wake up together

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This is how post war Giyuu waits for you in bed btw

He can’t sleep without you 🥺

nanami’s side of the bed wouldn’t even be called nanami’s anymore. you sleep there nearly every day, blaming it on how the pillows smell of him.

nanami’s clothes aren’t his anymore, you're sleeping in his shorts and t-shirt tonight. you wore his shirt yesterday, and took his ties for some clothes experiments last week.

nanami’s sacred pens are no longer his own, he finds them on the table after you tried to scribble up something and forgot to put them back.

nanami’s mugs are now shared, always in the dishwasher even when he doesn’t recall using them at all. 

nanami’s thoughts don’t belong just to him anymore. you’d bug him about it all day if he doesn’t share what he’s thinking — so he, with an exasperated sigh, tells you what’s on his mind.

nanami’s salary doesn’t go straight to his savings account like it used to, instead taking a portion of it to spend on you. ‘you’ means gifts, flowers, dates, trips, trinkets, and so on.

nanami’s weekends aren’t as quiet as they once were; now they’re chaotic, full of so much of you. 

nanami’s fridge is full nowadays. candy, leftovers, ice cream, cheese, cake, bread, and the list goes on. so many things that don’t go along with his diet fill the once-empty shelves.

nanami doesn’t spend as much time in his study as before you moved in. now old books are left to collect dust, long forgotten in a room that’s never lit. even when he decides to pick one up and read it, it’s the minute that he sees your face the book is tossed away.

nanami’s happiness still comes from days off, but now it’s because those days are spent with you. days when he slept long and ignores the world are long gone, now he gets to sit and focus on you, watching as everything else becomes nothing but background noise.

nanami has always been sure he’s not looking for marriage, at least not right now. but he swears that ring looks so perfect for you. there’s no way he’d miss it. 

nanami stands in front of the bathroom mirror 5 minutes late every day because you’re still figuring out how to fix his tie the right way without any help. he can’t seem to rush you, though — what’s being precisely on time have on your little giggles as you sit on the sink and struggle to finish a task he could have done in under a minute?

nanami has been spending so much time eating as of late, more time than he can afford. while he used to finish a meal in approximately fifteen minutes, now dinners could stretch to two hours. he couldn’t get off the table early when you sit across from him, talking and joking and doing anything that’s not eating. he simply can’t possibly not indulge in the little conversations, appreciating every moment he gets to spend in your presence. nanami’s life wouldn’t even be called his anymore. you’re a storm, invading his life all at once, bringing in your chaos along with you. you’ve infatuated him, you’ve assailed his senses and changed his very being. every time nanami’s eyes align with yours, he prays your presence isn’t a fleeting one. he silently hopes you don’t leave as suddenly as you came, that you plan to stay.

AU academic. You have a date with Geto :)

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me when

So real 🫦

Quick sketch to not abandon this account

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I love being a teacher but I’m on mystery illness number 27 and I can’t taste, smell, hear out of one ear, and I’m genuinely struggling to breathe 😭 I’ve used my inhaler multiple times today and my lungs are still TIGHT.

It literally feels like I’m drowning 😀

Literally