#He feels shy

[ruporas]

happiness today and tomorrow (ID in alt)

[sergle]

Ah fuck ah shit we found a kitten again

dude screaming his LUNGS out in front of some random building in lawton. literally just screaming as loud as possible. his plan to cry for help worked flawlessly.

[milkcioccolato]

FIRST MEETING!

The first time they actually meet, finally!

I had wanted to draw this for so long, but other things always seemed more important at that moment, so I just kept postponing it🙈

[theloveinc]

I also like the idea of Bakugo coming home from a long, overseas mission only for you to be surprised when you meet him at the airport cuz he’s twice as beefy and four times more scary looking.

[laterlavender]

"May I have this dance?"

"Sure, but I don't know any of your fancy ballroom dances."

In which bard tav can only do silly dances & makes Wyll join her

[spielzeugkaiser]

I saw the saddest little meow meow yesterday!! All I could think about while watching that version of Bruce is a. GIVE HIM A ROBIN and b. LET HIM MEET SUPERMAN

[sharksnshakes]

Open Arms - John "Soap" MacTavish

Soap might be the tiniest bit jealous of the throw pillows you nap with. You might just have to do something about that.

A/N; can someone please give soap a hug

Wordcount; 605

TW; none... but beware of tooth rotting fluff

"Why don' you hold me like that, huh?"

You blink a few times, swallow twice. Freshly awoken from a nap, your mind is still foggy, and you glance halfheartedly towards the sound of the voice--your boyfriend, Johnny MacTavish--with bleary eyes.

As you fully come to, you see him sitting at the opposite end of the couch, an amused expression on his face.

It takes you a moment to speak. "Huh?"

"I said," he repeats, leaning back on the cushions and giving you a sideways glance, "Why can' you hold me like that?"

Your brows furrow.

He rolls his eyes teasingly in response, gesturing to the throw pillow you have clutched in your grip. It's drawn close to your chest, chin hooked over the edge.

"You're talking about the pillow?" You ask drowsily, voice equal parts teasing and confused. "You're jealous of a pillow? I didn't take you for the type."

"Och, shut up," he chuckles, waving a dismissive hand in mock irritation.

You take a breath, momentarily shut your eyes, and stretch out on the cushions like a cat in sunshine. When you look up at Johnny again, his attention is elsewhere, looking at something on his phone. Frowning softly at the sight, you nudge the edge of his thigh with your foot.

He glances over at you, a brow raised. "Yeah, lass?"

You wordlessly pat the empty space on the cushion beside you.

This time, your boyfriend's the confused one. "What?"

"C'mere," you say, dropping the throw pillow to the ground and making a show of stretching your arms open.

His eyes glitter with amusement. That familiar, easy smile is tugging at the corner of his lips again. "Y'really don' have to. I was just jokin' with you."

"Lucky for you, I take everything seriously," you banter back, patting the cushion once more.

After a moment's hesitation, Johnny shifts to face you fully. "And... you're sure about this?" He asks, biting the inside of his lip. His gaze catches on your open arms, your sleepily determined expression. "You're positive?"

You don't miss his hesitance. When you speak again, you're mindful to keep your tone soft and inviting. "I wouldn't offer unless I wanted it."

You watch him swallow, Adam's Apple bobbing before he finally bridges the gap and settles himself within your open arms. There's not enough room for the two of you to lay side by side, so you lay flat on your back, Johnny sprawling overtop of you like some sort of weighted blanket. His head falls to rest on your chest. Almost instinctively, you reach up and card your hands through his hair.

You swear you hear him purr.

"Good?" You ask quietly as his arms wrap snugly around your waist. The hand that's not playing with his hair rubs gentle circles on his upper back, almost imitating the way you'd hold a stuffed animal.

"Mhm," he mumbled.

Leaning down an inch or so, you press a kiss to the crown of his head and relish his contented sigh.

For a while, there's nothing but a calm, slow quiet. There's the distant sound of the ventilation system kicking on; the faint scent of dish soap hanging in the air from when you'd worked together on chores earlier in the day. Johnny's chest rises and falls in time with your own.

After several minutes of muted hums and soft breaths, he speaks up, voice slightly muffled. "So," he murmurs, "You're tellin' me this is how you treat our pillows every time you settle in for a nap?"

You shrug. "Basically."

He groans quietly, burying his face in your chest. "...Lucky fuckin' bastards."

[dr-chalk]

Demon Bull Family

[ryllen]

pitter patter

remembering one time when i was little, i ask whether the harvest moon protagonist is okay running around in the rain like that

[ruporas]

feast (ID in alt)

[miiukkaa]

baby boys being silly

[grassbreads]

On a scale of Chang Geng to Luo Binghe, how well does your teenage protagonist cope with the realization that he has a massive thing for the guy that's basically raising him?

[cringelordofchaos]

"there's not much to say about Sunny's personality, as he is a silent protagonist-" how about no ?? We literally get to be inside that guy's head. We literally get to be him

[firbolgfriend]

Im just yapping but there is this fic on fimficton called Discord of Tomorrow that’s about s2 evil discord traveling forward in time right before he can be turned to stone to switch places with the version of himself (reformed discord) that exists when the elements of harmony are gone, so reformed discord gets stuck in the past and has had to snap away and hide the elements of harmony from the mane 6 so he can focus on trying to get back to the future without getting turned to stone, all while dealing with the moral dilemma of him realizing how easy it was to take the elements and how easy it would be to seriously just take Equestria over again vs being worried about what evil discord is currently doing to his friends in present time. It’s only like three chapters but I think the plot is so funny and the author didn’t even get to the part where evil discord is in the future and the mane 6 is trying to figure out wtf his problem is, thinking he has amnesia or something. I want to make a comic expanding on it so bad I’m like seriously obsessed with it I can’t stop thinking about it

[fear-no-mort]

can we talk about how we’ve gone full circle with these two pulling eachother literally kicking and screaming to spend time together

[ask-lu-wild]