#love that for him and for the snails

[minecraft-sideblog-tm]

I love that the snails are just this season's little throughline excuse for Grian to do silly little things to his neighbor's bases. Nooo, noo I didn't deteriorate your lighthouse, or put snail features on your airship, or briefly commandeer your shop/train, that was the snails! Ah, those pesky little fellas, always causing some shenanigans wherever they go. Yes, there is some warped wood logs and fences in my inventory, don't worry about it

[snail-day]

Choso has probably never cuddled before in his life.

So when you climb into his lap, all sleepy and warm, and melt against his chest with a content little sigh, it kind of shuts off his whole brain.

He stiffens at first, arms hovering awkwardly in the air, unsure whether to hold you or push you off out of guilt. You’re so soft and warm that it's making him feel a little weird. When you nuzzle into his neck with a tiny yawn? Oh, he’s done for. Absolutely ruined.

Eventually - tentatively - his arms settle around you. A little stiff and unsure, but he’s trying. And when your breathing evens out and you go limp on top of him, he starts giving your butt the gentlest little pats.

Pat pat pat

He doesn’t know why. It just feels right. Like maybe that’s what you do to someone you love when they’re falling asleep on you.

If only you could see the blushing disaster he’s become. Pink creeping all the way up to his ears, eyes wide, mouth parted because he can't help the little noise that escapes.

You trust him enough to sleep on top of him.

Even though you shouldn't.

However, he swears that he won't move an inch and that you'll always be safe in his arms.

Choso's reaction anytime you move and he worries it's over soemthing he did:

[verishii]

Absolutely incredible how a season based on chaos and trickery got won by the one of the most chaotic and impulsive players not through living up to that wildness but by doing the opposite and subverting it.

[skullfacedlady]

Happy birthday, @fanaticsnail 💙

Happy birthday, my dearest Snail. How glad I am to be able to call you my friend and do this for you. I am glad for all the times I managed to get to know you better through our messages. And I am glad for being able to wish you a happy birthday and gift you this Cora pic I drew just for you. I drew it quite a while ago always with the intention of gifting it to you, but when I found out when your birthday is, I decided to make it a little bit more special. I love you, Snail, and I'm happy to have you in my life. With all that said, once more, happy birthday, and I hope you have lots of fun. Enjoy your Rosi like this, peaceful.

[gravitycoill]

holy balls it's dark in here can someone turn on a light...

close. ups. yup hi

[serafphim]

I need a snailtaur or slugtaur charlie PLEASE

sneeby

[aries-of-spades]

*slowly pokes head around the corner* hey so I did a thing.

So like, back in October I thought about how cool it would be to make a plushie of Tanguish because I'm a normal amount of obsessed. I then promptly dismissed the idea as something that would take a lot of time, and forgot about it for a few months.

I've been kind of on and off working on this for about a month, cause before adding the eyes and freckles, it just looked kinda odd so the motivation wasn't there a lot.

But anyway, i finished it! And I really like how it came out.(i really should sew more often) It was a fun process, but overall I did enjoy making it. I especially loved painting his eyes ^^

(More pictures cause aw)

The hair was probably the biggest challenge because making 3d shapes out of 2d stuff is kinda hard. Really the only reason I was able to do this at all is because I found a free sewing pattern for a bunny, which I modified a bit.

He is 3 muffin tall!

The most wonderfullest guy is from Redstone and Skulk by @silverskye13

@peregrine5 ^^

[sand-stinger]

did yall catch those snail sounds? sounded like a certain bard...

[canisalbus]

Does adult Machete retain his childhood delight for snails? Does he keep a journal of notes and observations about them?

Imagining a present day timeline of your story where zoology students learn a number of species of snail native to southern Europe were extensively detailed and documented by some reclusive, weird twink cardinal who was later assassinated for political reasons.

Hard to say. Even if he wanted to do regular snail watching (a riveting activity for sure), he probably wouldn't have time for it, he's chronically stretched thin as it is. But it's a cute thought TvT

[snail-day]

Based off of this ask. Angst -> Fluff

Fighting with you sucks.

Satoru hates fighting. Hates how sharp his own voice sounds. Hates how your eyes narrow when you’re angry, especially when he knows he’s the one who made you look at him like that. When you both get too prideful. The both of you begin to throw words like fire.

And yeah, maybe it doesn’t happen often. Maybe you two don’t really blow up at each other unless something’s been simmering for a while. Something unsaid. Something he was too stubborn - or scared - to bring up. But when it finally bubbles over, it’s like throwing gasoline on the fire.

You say something. He says something back. Then suddenly, it’s not even about the original issue anymore, it’s everything all at once. All the little moments that built up to this one. He watches it happen like slow-motion glass shattering, and Satoru still can't stop himself from throwing the next stone.

Then silence.

You pull away. And Satoru lets you, even if it makes his chest ache. Even if it makes his hands shake a little while he’s pretending to scroll on his phone or clean something up. He tells himself he’s giving you space. That you need time. That he needs time.

But god, the second you talk again, really talk to him, it’s like the air comes back into his lungs. He's like a puppy who's released from time out.

He doesn’t even know when it happens, only that he’s behind you now, arms wrapping around your waist with the kind of desperation he tries to mask with theatrics. Kissing your shoulder, then your neck, then wherever he can reach. Smothering. Voice muffled against your skin as he sing-songs, “My loveeeeee, my loverrrrr, my love my love my love...”

He squeezes you tighter when you don’t push him away. Teases your little huffs and sighs and small little toru stop noises. He doesn't stop because you gave him the okay the moment you uttered a single word.

“Do you love me?” he murmurs, quieter this time, slight teasing. Slight insecurity lingering. “How much?”

You roll your eyes. Say something like “Not after that performance,” but he hears the warmth behind it. Still, he needs more.

“Only a little?” he asks again, nosing at your jaw, lips brushing your cheek. “I just... I need to know you’re still here.”

He’s not trying to forget the fight. He’s not even trying to fix it, really. He just needs to feel that you’re not going anywhere. That after everything, you’re still his. That he hasn’t loved too hard and burned it all down.

[horsegirlwarcrimes]

me every time i experience a mild discomfort or inconvenience: i should write this happening to yue qingyuan

[jayparked]

the love of my life 🥺

[local-loser-clown]

Dragon doesn't have the time for another crisis

Ivankov is not going to let Dragon ignore this

[longeth-dayv]

merchant power couple with optional (not optional) snail dog/mount

[sideswipesjetpack]

soupswipe…

HES SO CHEEKY LOOK AT HIMMMM I love it

Another one for the collection frfr THANJ YOU POOKIEEEE

[fumifooms]

his flower...

Aww, from the signing doodle board and the Adventurer’s Bible long illustration… He likes flowers he likes shells, just a guy and his flower he picked from the side of the road, what’s not to love. Nature lover boy…