#Cuddling

[zor0roron0a]

cuddles with zolu <3

[suzylind]

Swapped Cuddles

Yes, I swapped their positions.

[justcatposts]

Their side of the bed

(Source)

[jkl-fff]

Akiren runs cold, Ryuji runs hot. Together, they achieve the ultimate in a balanced dynamic for ships: THERMO dynamic equalibrium.

looks like we can post our pieces from the pegoryuzine now ✌️

[sadbenedict]

I was in need of something cute right now. They deserve hug.

[hektor-world]

This is better than any poem, GOOD NIGHT

[nicopossum]

Comfiest morning 💖

[jayjay-thejet-plane]

Day 1 of topguntober, “napping together” :P (hangster ft. bobnix roadtrip)

Sketch/wip below!

[lahnabelle]

softies

[vanteguccir]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSLEEPING PRANK * CHRIS STURNIOLO

SUMMARY　::　where Nick pranks Chris and Y/N while they are sleeping.

FEATURING　Chris Sturniolo x reader　REQUESTED?　no.

WARNINGS　::　none.

AUTHOR'S NOTE　::　that is my work, I DON'T authorize any form of plagiarism; copy, "inspiration" or translation! | english isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

Nick walked towards the double bed closest to the hotel room's door, their vlogging camera in his right hand, while his left hand held a bottle of lemonade.

He slowly approached, raising the camera so that the lens caught what was on top of it, or rather, who. Y/N and Chris were still fast asleep, both covered by the fluffy white blanket.

The girl was lying on the left side, that is, closer to Nick. Her head was lying on Chris's right arm, using it as her personal pillow, while the boy's left arm was around her shoulders covered by one of his t-shirts.

The only visible parts of the couple were their heads - which were practically on top of each other - and Chris's bare shoulders and arms that were slightly shivering from the Texas cold. Unfortunately, the room's heater didn't seem to be able to combat the coldness completely.

Nick couldn't see, but he was sure their legs were tangled under the blanket. He joked that when they slept together, they seemed to melt into each other with how close they were.

As the oldest triplet got closer to the bed, the camera was able to capture the small snores that came out of Chris's half-open mouth and the soft sighs that escaped Y/N's nose, both sounding like a lullaby to each other.

Nick pressed his lips into a thin line, trying to contain his laughter as he anticipated the couple's reaction. He loved playing pranks on them both, especially when they were sleeping.

"Chris, do you want a sip? Y/N?" Nick's voice sounded low behind the camera as the lens captured him, raising his left arm, the bottle entering the frame, bringing it closer to the couple's faces.

Chris, being a light sleeper, woke up seconds after. He lifted his head slightly as he tightened his arms around Y/N, pulling her closer - if that was even possible.

That movement woke up Y/N, or almost. The girl opened her eyes slightly, keeping them in a thin line, exhaling through her nose before closing them again, seeming not to register Nick in front of her.

"Hmm?" The questioning sound escaped Chris's throat. He turned his head from side to side slowly, trying to understand what was happening, his messy hair falling into his eyes.

"Do you want a sip? I think Y/N must be thirsty, too." Nick continued, his cheeks turning red from the effort he was doing while trying not to laugh.

"What, Nick?" Chris's voice sounded for the first time, the hoarseness making his words almost intelligible. The sound made Y/N open her eyes again, this time a little wider.

She lifted her hands, which were previously under the blanket, and brought them to Chris' ones in front of her body, intertwining them, shivering at the contact of her hot skin with her boyfriend's cold one. A sound of discomfort left her lips as she finally noticed Nick in front of her, holding what looked like a bottle. She quickly closed her eyes again, feeling too tired for whatever that was that Nick wanted.

"It's lemonade. Do you guys want a sip or not?" Nick prevailed, moving the bottle closer to their faces.

"If you drop that on me... I'll kill you." This time, it was Y/N's voice that sounded, equally hoarse and tired from the previous day's filming with Sam and Colby. She only opened one eye this time, looking at Nick but not really being able to focus on him, her vision blurred by sleep.

"It's lemonade." The standing boy spoke again, letting out a low, almost imperceptible laugh. He knew he would get yelled at when the couple actually woke up.

"Are you fucking stupid?" Chris responded, stretching for a few seconds without letting go of Y/N's hand, pulling her closer against his bare chest and burying his head in the crook of his girl's neck, exhaling the natural scent of her skin.

"Go away, Nick." Y/N spoke again, finally closing her eyes completely with the comfort of her boyfriend's body heat against her own, a happy sigh scaping her mouth.

They both fell asleep again within seconds, as if nothing had happened.

extra - comments:

"the way they sleep so close together, being all cuddly and everything 🥺"

"Chris and Y/N are such couple goals"

"I've never seen a cozier bed in my life 😫"

"dear Santa Claus ✏️📄"

"I want a boyfriend who cuddle me while we sleep like I'm going to run away at any minute 😭"

"Nick is a real pest LMAO"

"Nick holding himself back from laughing behind the camera 😭"

"Chris and Y/N's sleepy voice 😔"

© vanteguccir

[suzylind]

Cuddles

[aubvrns]

you sleep so soundly, baby

wanda maximoff x fem!reader

Synopsis — You struggled to keep yourself awake to wait for Wanda, resulting to her finding you asleep on the couch. She proves how worth it she is to wait for.

Tags — Fluff (because I was happy today), Cuddling (because I am so touch deprived), Mentions of doing something more than cuddling (because I am a freak)

Note — Short, but I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

You remember trying to keep your eyes open.

But the soft, white covers of your pristine blanket betrayed you as the clock struck 11:00 PM. A faint anxiety lingered as you awaited Wanda's return from her mission, eager to be close to her after a week apart.

You did everything you could to stay awake—drinking two cups of coffee, watching episodes of Grey’s Anatomy, and scrolling through your old pictures on your phone.

Looking at those memories brought a smile to your face, even if it made you a bit emotional. You let out a heavy exhale and adjusted your position on the sofa, tucking your arms under the covers.

The last thing you remember is the thud of your phone hitting the bridge of your nose, followed by a sharp pain. But due to your extreme fatigue, you shrugged it off and fell asleep anyway.

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“You look so freaking cute.”

You stir at the sound of someone whispering in your ear and reach for the covers, but someone else has already pulled them over you. Your head is no longer resting on the armrest of the couch; instead, it’s resting on a soft pillow.

You slowly flutter your eyes open, and familiar green eyes meet yours. The sight of her bright smile makes your heart skip a beat. As you rub my eyes, strong arms pull you closer to her warmth.

“Hey, you.”

Wanda's raspy voice brushed against your ear as her chin met your cheek, kissing your lips softly. “I missed you so much, my baby.”

Letting out a chuckle, you move yourself closer to her. Your arms wrapped around her torso as her hands lingered around your waist. You assumed she was just as tired as you and that both of you were now lying on the couch, latched onto each other.

“I don’t think I’m exactly baby-sized.”

You responded with a playful quip, causing her to burst into laughter. Without needing to think, you nestled your face into the soft curve of her neck, enveloped by the warmth of her presence. Her sweet, comforting scent of vanilla wafted around you, wrapping you in a soothing embrace that overwhelmed your senses and sent dizziness through your mind.

“You shouldn’t have waited for me. I could’ve just slipped under the covers with you the moment I got home.”

You felt her fingers gently running through your hair, a soft touch that sends shivers down your spine. Her smile feels warm and exciting as you hug, bodies fitting together perfectly.

“I wanted to wait for you. ” You mumble against her neck, placing a gentle kiss before nuzzling into her again.

Your words made her heart flutter. Wanda gazed at you with a warm, affectionate smile that lit up her entire face, her eyes sparkling with a tenderness that made your heart flutter. “Go to sleep. Don’t make me love you even more than I already do.”

You roll your eyes playfully, slowly pulling yourself to sit up.

“How much do you love me?” You whisper like you were spying on someone, eyes gleaming with amusement.

You knew she loved you as much as you did. To love someone is worth the effort of pulling them from sitting to lying back with you, and that is exactly what she did.

Wanda grinned, sides of her mouth turning upwards as she sultrily whispered back, “Want me to show you how much I do?”

Oh, she’s good.

“Not really in the mood right now but okay.” You bite back, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips before tucking yourself back into the comfortable blanket.

The weight of it was pressing against you, but it was to keep you warm. You knew she was worth waiting for, even if it meant the depravity of the lack of sleep.

“Boring.” Wanda pouts, kissing you back. She waves her fingers gently as she threaded red energy amongst the air, closing all the lights in your home.

The covers weren’t as heavy the moment she hugged you. Wanda made your heart race and your mind dizzy all at once.

You stare at her, the moon reflecting softly at the glint of her eyes. Whispering softly, “I hope it’s you I wait for everyday.”

Wanda hummed in response, astute to knowing that to hope for it is unnecessary. It was already certain.

“I love you, too.”

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[toughlovemelo]

Beneath the covers | John Price

You and John are under the covers, your hands freezing and curled up into him for warmth, leading to him warming you up in other ways <3

—> 18+, first smut pls be nice!!, fem! reader, sub! reader, daddy kink, dom! john price, dirty talk (the word slut used once or twice), soft smut, sorta rough smut if you squint, fingering, john talks u through it (duh)

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A warm winter night, one that occurs right before spring hits, but the airs cold enough to layer up.

Or, in your case, bundle up with price beneath the abundance of blankets you’ve insisted on having on the bed. “I get cold easily, john” you’d pouted when he asked if 4 blankets was really necessary, and who was he if not easily convinced by your pretty voice followed by a prettier pout?

He’d never dare complain, any request you had he’d fill happily. Despite being boiling beneath the blankets you’ve accumulated, all he could feel was love for you and your cold hands.

“Y’know sweet girl, we could always turn the heat on if you’re so cold. Warm those icy hands of yours right up, hm?” He said gently, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head as you buried yourself into his chest. “It gets stuffy when the heats on, plus the blankets are cozy.” You’d whined, voice soft with sleepiness.

And god, did the sound of your voice make him melt. He held you closer to him, guiding more of your body onto his until you were practically on top of him chest to chest as you laid in bed together. One hand around your shoulders with the other gently running through your hair, massaging your scalp softly with the pads of his fingers as he reached the top of your head before gently working out the tangles in your hair you managed to get throughout the day.

“mm, that so?” Price’s voice rumbled against you, “my girl need some more warming up?”

You knew what that meant, of course. One of his favorite ways to ‘warm you up’ was by getting you off, making your chest heave and throat ache from whimpering until you were red in the face from pleasure.

You let out of soft hum of acknowledgment, face growing a deep shade of pink as you heard his words. A quiet “please” left your lips, and that was all he needed to take the hand that was running through your hair to spread your thighs, guiding you to lay in your back against his chest with your head still laying on him. His large, rough yet gentle with you, hand rubbed your inner thigh softly kneading the skin.

“Atta girl, sweetheart. Think this was what you wanted all along, wasn’t it? Just needed daddy to fill you up with his fingers, keep you all warm and full?” He teased, palming your cunt through your panties. When he heard your soft whimper of agreement, he began rubbing your clothed clit with his index and middle finger, feeling just how wet you’ve been this whole time. “Christ, you’re soaked darlin’, my sweet girls been desperate for a while hasn’t she?”

All you could manage was a moan in response, bucking your hips slightly to show your desperation for his touch. “John, please” you whimpered, voice starting to get breathless.

Price’s hand stopped rubbing your clothed clit, instead pulling his hand away to strike it. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to remind you of who you were speaking to. “Now, that’s not the way we address daddy is it? Let’s try that again, princess. If you want this needy cunt of yours to feel anything besides desperation you’ll mind your manners.” He said, clearly displeased with how you’d responded but kept his voice soft enough to keep you in the soft headspace you were falling into.

“Daddy- god. I’m so sorry. Please don’t stop touching me, I’ll be a good girl. I promise. Please-!” You all but whined, and he cut off your pleas by slipping his hand beneath the waistband of your panties, rubbing up and down your slick cunt before using his thumb to rub your clit while his middle finger teased your entrance. “Now that’s a good girl, princess. Just needed a reminder, hm?” He replied, a smirk on his face.

You moans egged him on, and he allowed his finger to slip inside you. Moving in and out a few times before adding a second, while his thumb rubbed circles in your clit. “mm, that’s it. Look at your greedy cunt taking my fingers so well. She’s almost as desperate as you, isn’t she? Think she can take a third finger?” He teased, moving his fingers in and out and a quicker pace, causing your moans to grow louder as you buried your face back into his chest, a nonverbal yes portrayed by your actions.

“mhm, we know you can, can’t you? Had my cock filling you up so nicely a few hours ago, a tight fit but you took it so well.“ Price smiled as he spoke, adding a third finger as you bucked your hips again and your moans grew into incoherent babbling., “God- ah- daddy please. Feels so good. So, so good.” Followed your moans.

“I know, sweet girl. I know. Taking it so well, just like I trained you to hm?” Price said before moving the hand that was around your shoulders to wrap around your throat, squeezing hard enough not to cut off your breathing fully, but enough to remind you that you were his. That he was the one fingering your greedy cunt, soaked to the point it was soaking your inner thighs and his hand. “C’mon, just take it for daddy. Know you can, you’re my good girl, yeah? Daddy’s good girl? Need to make you cum on my fingers like the slut you are.” He mumbled affectionately, hand moving faster as his fingers plowed into your cunt.

Your whines were music to his ears, pleading with him to keep going which he happily obliged. The hand around your throat squeezed harder as he sensed you getting close, before his voice gruffly reminded you “What do we say when we want to cum, baby? Don’t forget your manners now. You were doing so good for me, you can’t have gone that dumb from just my fingers.”

And god, you had gone that stupid. If your babbling from earlier wasn’t proof enough then your breathless voice and whimpering certainly was. You begged him to cum, voice breaking as you said “please, please daddy. Can I cum? Please? I’ve been so good for you. Took your fingers so well, need to cum. Please, can’t take it.”

“That’s a good girl. Knew you could listen. Go on then, cum for me princess. Know that greedy cunt of yours is aching to, cum for daddy” He said, fingers slamming in and out of your cunt as quick as he could as his thumb rubbed fast circles on your clit.

You came hard, quickly. Panting as pathetic “thank you, thank you daddy” fell from your lips. Chest heaving as your moans echoed through the room, his very own symphony as you tightened around his fingers and his hand around your throat fell to rub through your hair again.

“Good girl, sweetheart. That’s it, you did so good for me. Always do, always.” Price smiled, placing another soft kiss to your head as he took his fingers out of you, bringing them to your mouth as he said “Clean ‘em off baby, cmon. Open that pretty mouth for me.” You obliged quickly, tongue lapping up your slick from his fingers eagerly as he thrusted them gently into your mouth before pulling them out, and pulling you tightly to his chest again.

“Atta girl, darlin’. Daddy warm you up enough, hm?”

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[thechandrian-iii]

You’ve not lived until you’ve gotten to experience life with that partner who gives you everything.

[artastic-friend]

One more sonadow drawing for the night

Some sleepy hogs

I transed Sonic for this one too because I really like that headcanon 😁

I've never really drawn them without their gloves and shoes before, I still haven't fully decided how I wanna draw their hands and feet, but I like this drawing well enough for now (and sonic still has his gloves on lol, maybe he feels less comfortable taking them off than shadow does)