#The Hug™

[achromatophoric]

Pre-Wenclair. During The Hug™.

Wednesday: Enid?

Enid: *blissfully* Mmhm?

Wednesday: Are you scenting me?

Enid: *freezes* Um. Yeah. How’d you guess?

Wednesday: Werewolves may or may not have been a childhood hyper-fixation of mine.

Enid: Oh. Then uh… you don’t mind?

Wednesday:

Wednesday: *only tightens her embrace*

Enid: 😲

Enid: 🥰

Enid: 😐

Enid: Wednesday?

Wednesday: *blissfully* Mm?

Enid: Are you tracing a profane blood ritual of bonding on my back using our intermingled blood?

Wednesday: 😒

Wednesday: How did you recognize what I was doing?

Enid: I may or may not have called your mom for tips on how to lock you down.

Wednesday: Ah. So do you obje—

Enid: *SCENTING INTENSIFIES*

[tyffi82]

Fic: Falling Through the Rabbit Hole: Coffee, Chaos, And Contracts

He found Chris sitting cross-legged on the floor of her office, surrounded by manila folders and papers. She had taken her shoes off, and seeing her like this stirred something inside him. He knew she could stand her ground and didn't need protection, yet… There was something oddly intimate about seeing her like this — barefoot, surrounded by legal debris, the tips of her toes brushing manila folders. A battlefield of paper and control. And there she was, the eye of the storm. He cleared his throat, and she looked up, smiling. ‟Hello, you,” she said as she shuffled to her feet, straightening her maroon skirt. He brushed his lips against her cheek in greeting — instantly regretting it. He hadn't planned to do it; it just felt… natural. Still, he felt as though he had crossed a line. ‟I'm sorry…” ‟Unexpected, but nice,” she said with a small smile. ‟And hey — progress. Last time you didn't stop at the cheek.” Something flickered in her eyes, but it was gone before he could even name it. ‟No worries, we are friends, after all.” Friends. That word was starting to feel both like a promise and a boundary he wasn't sure he wanted to test.

Chapter 17 is now on AO3 - and it comes with comfort food.

[thirium-800]

Woah wOaH WHAT???

First I learn The Nod™ isn't actually Bryan and now you're telling me The Hug™ ALSO isn't Bryan and Clancy? 😭😭😭

How have I never heard that before? I'm still learning new things after all this time.

But lowkey how do I undo this knowledge. I don't want to know it anymore. The hug is them IN MY MIND 🥲

Bryan Dechart meets and hugs Clancy Brown at the NYCC

[qaanngi]

Hapee seasonal 🎄

[sanshinexx]

In a world where Fives survived

[More incorrect quotes and fanart here]

[olessan]

🥲

[time2memedrjones]

It's a fun pain.

Because I just had fun making this gif:

- the way their HEADS TOUCH

- the way LOKI CLINGS TO THE FABRIC OF HIS BLAZER

- the way they KIND OF ROCK BACK AND FORTH TOGETHER

- the way they BOTH KIND OF MELT INTO THE EMBRACE/EACH OTHER

- the way LOKI IS OBVIOUSLY HOLDING BACK MANY OTHER THINGS HE WANTS AND WISHES HE COULD SAY BUT INSTEAD HE SUFFICES HIMSELF ON "thank you, my friend" BUT IT OBVIOUSLY ISN'T THE WHOLE OF IT AND I FHDJFHDSK

[paulkariyas]

↪ 01/02/2025 ― chris & mika ( 700 pts for #93 )

[senditothemoonn]

This started as me wanting to draw them as old men and kind of spiralled from there…

[shr0omster]

Prompt from TikTok comment: Damian watching dumbo for the first time just to have an existential crisis because why is it so sad and why does he relate to this little fictional elephant

Damian, after patrol one night: Grayson, I wish to learn about this ‘Disney’ you speak so highly about.

Dick, practically getting whiplash from how fast he sat up: wait really?! I know just the one to watch,

He ran over to his DVD collection pulling out Dumbo: this one is my favorite Disney movie!

Damian: What is it about?

Smiling like he’s never been more happy than he is now, Dick answers: an elephant in a traveling circus

Damian: *tt* of course it is

-After the movie ended-

Damian: …

Dick: you alright Dami?

Damian, staring down at his hands: why did I agree to watch this..

Dick: oh, did you not like it?

Damian: no, it is just that I did not expect it to be so.. relatable? But why would they make a baby elephant do something he never wanted to do? (Tears begin to form at the corner of his eyes) He didn’t want to dress up and put on an act, he just wanted to be with his mother and loved..

Damian hears Dick make a strangled noise and looks up to see an expression too close to pity for his liking. He quickly wipes his eyes free of any traces of tears forming and steels his expression: though he got his ‘happy ending’ so you call it, even though how unrealistic it is for this to happen.

Dick stared at Damian for a solid minute with his expression still too close to pity proceading to only say “Baby bat’ before launching himself at Damian and wrapping his limbs around him incasing Damian in the infamous ‘Grayson bear hug™’. Damian didn’t even try to wrangle himself out of it knowing it would just make Dick hold him in a tighter imbrace.

They sat there for a several minutes before Dick started to speak: we all love you Dami, and we will never treat you like they did at the league. Family doesn’t force each other to do something they would never want to do like that.

As they sat there, Damian’s eyes began to feel heavy, and he fell asleep while being held in his oldest brother's arms.

Is this out of character? Maybe. Do i give a fuck? nope:D

[kizo2703]

[djevelbl]

This is PVP!Evbo to me btw — when I say he's kind and naive and determined, trusting and loving and caring and all he wants is affection, all he needs is affection, companionship, etc etc. this is what I mean by that. It's just this image, I see PVP!Evbo and I'm INSTANTLY reminded of this tweet

[kanerallels]

So I finally got a hold of The Goblin Emperor! Shout out to @abigailspinach for recommending it, it's excellent so far!! Truly like a combination of The King Of Attolia and A Conspiracy Of Kings but even worse for the protagonist

[yarpharp]

hey yeah so me being me and not aware of much about Baldur's Gate 3's other recruitable characters, I just thought Halsin was tossed in as like that one wacky poly hippie tree hugger that also moonlights as a dude who would totally fuck in his Wild Shape.

yeah NOBODY TOLD ME HIS FUCKING BACKSTORY IS FUCKING UPSETTING! Is.... Is everybody sleeping on this older elf dude? Like.... what the fuck. He was a fuckin slave in the Underdark for three years when he was young? A goddamn sex slave? He's so fucking old he was there for the whole battle with the Dark Justicars like 100s of years ago? And he lost everything! A good chunk of his homeland, his parents. He coped with his grief and traumas with sex and excessive drinking and he never really wanted to be in charge of the Grove in the first place but because he's a Good Man™ and the former Archdruid died he took up the mantle?????? I'm sorry, am I getting this correct?

hey yeah I like Astarion and his tragic backstory is A Lot BUT SO IS HALSIN'S????? What's up with the elves, man? Why are they all so traumatized?

(The lovely old elf Jaheira seems okay tho. She has tough grandma vibes)

[uhhlifeig]

Do i count as moots?

Can I ask you to brutally kill off regulus black fir me?

💀 - i kill off a character in the most heart-wrenching way i can think of (character needed)

yes and YES I LOVE TO KILL REGULUS SM (this probably says something abt me...)

without any further ado!!

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The cave was the coldest thing Regulus had ever been in without his brother.

The water lapped at the shore, where the boat was bobbing peacefully. 

It was too quiet.

No, it wasn’t. Regulus heard a high, tinny sound float around him. He listened closer.

It was screams.

But whose?

Regulus looked around dully. Why was he even here in the first place? He shouldn’t have been. It was too cold, too evil.

“Master Regulus,” he heard someone say. “Master Regulus.”

Kreacher. It was Kreacher. Why was Kreacher here? Why did his throat hurt so much?

A wave of liquid went down his throat. Regulus gagged, eyes burning. 

He blinked.

Sitting right next to him was-

Sirius.

“Sirius,” Regulus choked out. “Siri, why are you here? You shouldn’t-”

Sirius’s face contorted into a nasty snarl when he noticed Regulus. “Failure,” he hissed. “You are a failure. Have you ever wondered why Maman and Papa always paid more attention to me? Because you’re weak.”

Regulus’s lip wobbled. “No- you’re just saying that.”

“I’m not.” Sirius smiled vindictively. “There’s a reason why they took so much time and effort to get me back after I ran. Because you weren’t enough.”

“No, stop,” Regulus cried. “You’re lying.”

“Oh, am I?” Sirius hummed. “Or are you too afraid to face the truth? Your elf friend is feeding you poison for a reason.”

“He what?”

“Oh, would you look at the time,” Sirius said, standing up and brushing imaginary dust off of himself. “I’ve got to go. Say hi to James for me, yeah?”

Regulus frowned tearily. He didn’t want his brother to go. He might’ve been mean, but he was still his brother. “Siri, don’t-”

But Sirius was already gone.

Another surge of bright green entered his peripheral vision.

“No,” Regulus cried weakly. “No.”

But there he was.

James Fleamont Potter, hovering right over the water.

“Regulus,” he said gently. “Are you alright?”

“No,” Regulus hiccuped. “I can’t- I’m not-”

“Oh, love,” James sighed. “You’ll be fine. I promise.”

The worst part was that Regulus fully believed him. How could the sun, the provider of warmth, the bringer of light and truth, ever be wrong?

“James,” Regulus whimpered, rolling over on the stony floor. 

Wait, why was the floor stony? 

Why was it so cold?

Where was he? 

“Yes, Reggie?” James asked. There was no pity or anger or annoyance in his voice- just pure adoration. 

Merlin, Regulus loved him so much.

“I love you. That’s all,” Regulus murmured, crawling towards the water’s edge. It looked so inviting, so refreshing.

“I love you too,” James said, amused. “Now come here.”

Regulus nodded, putting his left hand in the water.

Instantly, a cold, clammy hand snapped out of the glossy lake and latched onto his forearm.

Regulus looked down in shock.

Why did I have a tattoo? he thought deliriously. Maman and Papa never would have let me get one.

Then more hands shot up out of the water, grabbing onto any part of Regulus that they could reach.

Regulus looked up at James with betrayal. “How could you, Jamie?” he sputtered. “What are you doing?”

“I’m making my life better, Reggie,” James replied, inspecting his fingernails. “You were a burden to everyone, so I fixed it.”

Regulus dimly registered screaming before his eyesight went dark.

The cold had ensnared him, and the sun had turned his back. 

There was no more hope to be had.

[lifemod17]

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