#LIGHTHEARTED

[manicali]

Its all of them at once you fool!!!!!!

wait is tumblr x ao3 yaoi, yuri, or straight???

they can't be straight...

[sleeby-bunny]

goddamn gender inflation, can’t have shit these days

[bamsara]

as soon as the disorders stop disordering and the disability stops debilitating I will be so unstoppable powerful forever

[paraily]

”Stop romanticizing abuse!” Okay, first of all, I’m FETISHIZING it. Get it right.

[obscuretobyfox]

Toby Fox has never done a single god damned thing right in his entire career

[aventurineswife]

Caught in a Glance

Synopsis: The men closest to you are caught off guard—and captivated—when they see you in a swimsuit, revealing new facets of your confidence and beauty.

Tags: Sunday x Reader, Gepard x Reader, Aventurine x Reader, Jing Yuan x Reader, Argenti x Reader, Phainon x Reader, Caelus x Reader, Fluff, Romance, Lighthearted, Swimsuit Reveal, Surprise Reactions, Admiration, Slow Burn, Gentle Moments, Emotional Depth.

Warnings: Mild suggestive content (swimsuit descriptions, but nothing too descriptive on the reader's swimsuit).

Based on @ynnie631's thoughts & thanks to @sundaysconsort for helping me choose the characters for this! 🙏💖

Sunday’s reaction is almost literally a poetic moment. His eyes widen in a mixture of astonishment and delicate admiration, as if witnessing something simultaneously beautiful and forbidden.

His usual calm, airy tone falters for a moment, replaced by a soft gasp or a whispered, “You’re… radiant.”

There’s a subtle flutter in the feathers of his wings behind his ears, betraying his internal fluster despite his best efforts to remain composed.

To him, it’s not just the swimsuit—it’s the way it reveals your confidence, your individuality, and a side of you he’s never seen before, something vulnerable and captivating.

Expect him to mentally psychoanalyze this moment afterward, turning it over like a precious gem, wondering how someone so ethereal could be so real and tangible.

He might avert his gaze respectfully, feeling a bit like a Victorian gentleman caught looking, embarrassed but enchanted by the forbidden glimpse of your exposed skin.

Despite the blush and the hesitation, you’ll catch him stealing subtle, lingering looks when he thinks you’re not watching.

Jing Yuan’s jaw doesn’t literally drop—he’s far too disciplined for that—but you’ll catch a rare flicker of unguarded appreciation in his sharp eyes.

His usual calm, almost “dozing” expression tightens slightly in surprise, as if your swimsuit challenged his expectations, a brief crack in his stoic armor.

He might adjust his red ribbon or glance away quickly, pretending nothing happened, but the slight upturn at the corner of his lips betrays his internal approval.

Jing Yuan admires precision and discipline, so the way the swimsuit suits your form and confidence intrigues him; it speaks of your control and strength, not just appearance.

There’s a quiet respect beneath the surface—no loud reactions, just a calm, steady acknowledgment that you’ve captured his attention in a new way.

He might say something like, “It suits you,” in his soft but authoritative voice, almost an understatement that carries weight.

If you look carefully, his hand briefly brushes the scroll at his hip, a subtle sign of composed nervousness.

Aventurine’s reaction is theatrical but tinged with genuine awe—his jaw might drop just a little before a sly, knowing grin spreads across his face.

His eyes sparkle with amusement and admiration, like he’s just won a high-stakes gamble by seeing you in such a striking way.

You’ll notice him hiding his left hand behind his back briefly, a subconscious gesture revealing how much this moment rattles his usually unshakable cool.

He might toss a playful comment your way, something like, “I’m tempted to call this a jackpot,” with a wink, masking how deeply impressed he is.

His posture relaxes, and he leans in slightly, his flamboyant charm amplified by genuine desire and surprise.

Beneath his bravado, you sense a rare vulnerability—he’s thrilled by your confidence and beauty but cautious, afraid to fully let down his guard.

If you catch him adjusting his jacket or brushing his hair back after seeing you, it’s a subtle sign of how much your swimsuit shook his carefully maintained facade.

Gepard is usually composed and formal, so seeing you in something so casual and revealing catches him completely off guard.

His eyes widen slightly, and he momentarily forgets his disciplined demeanor, blinking in disbelief before quickly trying to regain composure.

He clears his throat and nervously compliments you, though his words come out a bit stammered.

Internally, he’s amazed by how confident and radiant you look—an unexpected side to you that he hadn’t seen before.

Despite the surprise, he’s proud to have someone so striking by his side, even if it momentarily rattles his noble poise.

Argenti, ever the knightly and somewhat reserved figure, is stunned by your boldness and the elegance you carry effortlessly in swimwear.

His usually calm, dignified expression breaks as he stares a moment too long, eyes sparkling with a mixture of admiration and surprise.

He mentally compares your grace to the ideal of Beauty he strives to uphold and realizes you perfectly embody it without armor or finery.

Trying to remain composed, he softly tells you how captivating you look, though his cheeks might flush just a little.

Deep down, Argenti treasures this rare glimpse of your relaxed, natural side away from all duties and battles.

Known for his gentle and cheerful nature, Phainon’s surprise quickly turns into a bright smile and warm laughter.

He openly expresses how stunning you look, complimenting the confidence you radiate and how fitting it is for a warrior’s partner to be just as formidable in casual settings.

His eyes shine with genuine appreciation, and he might jokingly tease you about catching him off guard like that.

Despite the surprise, he’s completely at ease around you, and this moment becomes a sweet memory he cherishes.

He might even vow to protect you even more fiercely now, knowing how strong and beautiful you are inside and out.

Caelus is usually calm and introspective, but seeing you in a swimsuit surprises him enough to pause and truly take you in.

His gaze lingers longer than usual, caught off guard by how different yet captivating you look outside the usual adventurer’s gear.

He’s genuinely impressed by your confidence and natural charm, feeling a warm surge of affection and admiration.

His typical thoughtful silence is replaced with a soft compliment, which is rare and meaningful coming from him.

This moment subtly deepens his connection to you, showing a more vulnerable and human side of him beneath the stoic exterior.

[chelledoggo]

this doll only points at cute people

...and this rabbit only points at gay people

[sunbabycentral]

If you aren't writing your Will Solace so anxious he could keel over at any minute out of stress, what are you even doing?

[luna-shadowbunny]

“Are we furries?” - Jimmy Solidarity

You are now 👍

[doodler16]

Oh, how the tables have turned 😣.

[sleeby-bunny]

the F on my ID stands for fucker. I am a little shit. That is my gender

[idliketobeatree]

"edwin falls first, charles falls harder" etc not to be blunt but the point is that they both fall at the speed of a dying star breaking through the planet's atmosphere and hitting the surface causing a massive earthquake along with leaving a crater the size of a small country. hope this helps

[paraily]

“your thoughts don’t define you 😊” mfers when they see a thought they don’t like: >:(

[aventurineswife]

Hi, can I request reader sitting on a characters’ lap randomly? I’m thinking it would be in an established relationship. (I feel like most characters would mind about their personal bubble.) Dan Heng, Sunday, Aventurine, Kafka, and anyone else that you want to put in!

Make You Feel My Love

Tags: Dan Heng x Reader, Aventurine x Reader, Sunday x Reader, Kafka x Reader, Romance, Intimacy, Tender Moments, Fluff, Established Relationship, Emotional Vulnerability, Comfort, Quiet Moments, Teasing, Lighthearted, Close Proximity, Soft Power Dynamics.

Warnings: Mild Sexual Tension, Suggestive Themes, Mild Innuendo, Personal Space/Boundaries.

Tagslist: @themiddletenmasibling

Dan Heng’s usual composure wavers slightly when you suddenly slide onto his lap without warning, your back pressing against his chest. He freezes for a moment, unsure of how to respond, his gaze flickering nervously towards the crew bustling around the Astral Express. His hand instinctively rests on your waist, as if to keep you steady, but there’s an underlying tension in his posture.

“Is something wrong?” you ask softly, resting your hand on his, feeling the subtle tremor in his fingers.

“I… didn’t expect this,” he murmurs, his voice low, eyes darting away as if caught off guard. “You know how I am with… personal space.”

You chuckle, sensing his discomfort but also the warmth in the way his fingers slowly tighten around you. He might not say it, but you can tell he’s not entirely against it.

"You're not bothered, are you?" you tease, leaning in a little closer, relishing the quiet intimacy between you.

Dan Heng sighs, but it's not one of frustration. He’s resigned to the fact that you’ll always find ways to surprise him. "Just be careful. I’ll get distracted."

He doesn’t push you off, though. Instead, he pulls you in closer, resting his chin gently on your shoulder. In that moment, the quietness around you both feels more like home than any distance could.

Sunday's eyes widen in mild surprise when you casually climb onto his lap, making yourself comfortable against his chest. His halo shimmers faintly behind his head, but he doesn’t seem to mind the slight disruption to his usual serenity. Instead, his wings flutter slightly, as if they, too, are a little confused by your sudden shift in proximity.

“You're always so… sudden,” he remarks with a soft, amused chuckle, his fingers resting on your hips, a touch that’s almost tentative. “What’s gotten into you today?”

You settle against him, resting your cheek against his collarbone. The closeness feels natural, as if you've done this a thousand times before.

"I wanted to be close to you," you whisper, pressing your lips to his neck. "Is that okay?"

Sunday's usual detached demeanor falters just a little as his wings flutter nervously. His fingers tighten around you in a silent admission that he feels the same. His voice softens as he speaks, the gentleness in his tone revealing his vulnerability.

"It’s more than okay. You’ve always had a way of making me feel… at peace," he murmurs, his other hand gently brushing through your hair. "But sometimes, I wonder if I’m deserving of such comfort."

His inner turmoil is evident, but in this quiet moment, with you nestled against him, he lets his guard down. The warmth of your presence drowns out his doubts, if only for a while.

Aventurine lets out a low, amused laugh when you suddenly hop onto his lap, settling yourself comfortably as if it were the most natural thing in the world. His eyes gleam with intrigue as he adjusts his posture slightly, giving you a playful smile that doesn’t quite reach the guardedness in his gaze.

“Well, well, someone’s feeling bold today," he teases, his voice smooth as silk. His hands rest casually on your waist, a smile dancing on his lips, but there's a flicker of hesitation in his eyes.

He leans back, giving you a teasing, almost exaggerated sigh. "I must admit, I’m a fan of surprises, but you do realize the risks of disrupting the flow of things, don’t you?"

You chuckle, a little mischievous, as you rest your head against his shoulder. "I think you're just enjoying the view, Aventurine."

His fingers graze your skin as he adjusts you on his lap, a smirk playing at his lips. “Perhaps I am,” he says, his voice suddenly low and full of meaning. “But do you truly think you can throw me off balance so easily?”

Aventurine may be a master manipulator, but when it comes to you, he can’t help but soften, the layers of his carefully crafted facade cracking just a little. As much as he feigns indifference, there’s a flicker of genuine warmth in his eyes.

"You always keep me on my toes, don't you?" he murmurs, a smile curling on his lips. "Well, I’ll allow it—for now."

Kafka barely looks up from her work as you slide onto her lap, crossing your arms over her shoulders. She’s seated with one leg casually crossed over the other, her dark sunglasses perched atop her head, her focus remaining on the data screen in front of her. But the moment you settle, a small, almost imperceptible smirk curls at the corner of her lips.

“Well, aren’t you bold today?” she says, her voice smooth and alluring, like she's savoring the moment. Her hand slides around your waist, pulling you in closer without a second thought. "You’re lucky I’ve got other things on my mind."

You can feel the tension of her muscles beneath her gloves as she adjusts you more comfortably, and despite her calm exterior, there’s a flicker of something warmer in her eyes. “Does this mean I’m distracting you, Kafka?”

She leans back just slightly, her free hand reaching to push some stray locks of your hair behind your ear. "I don’t mind the distraction, as long as it’s you,” she murmurs, her voice low with that same hypnotic, teasing quality she’s known for. "Just don’t think you can get away with sitting on me without consequences, though."

Her fingers trace the edge of your collarbone, sending a shiver down your spine as she smirks knowingly, her gaze locking with yours. She’s always the one in control, but in this moment, she’s giving you the reins, letting you test the boundaries she’s usually so careful to maintain.

As you lean in, your lips brushing against her ear, she doesn’t pull away, her breath hitching just slightly before she regains her composure. "Careful," she whispers, "I might just make you regret this."

[itsbeababe]

Y'all ever wish you could schedule ur chronic illness flare ups.

Like damnit this Thursday afternoons no good! I flared last Thursday afternoon and already missed that meeting once. Do you think we could reschedule for Thursday morning or push it back to Sunday?