#and i just want like. a hug. and a nap. and :(

[luveline]

can we have dad!steve where he doesn’t shave and r actually loves it? ty <3

thank you for requesting ❤︎ fem, 1k

“What are you looking at?” 

You duck your head. “Nothing,” you say, giving Avery a little scowl. “Why don’t you mind your business?” 

Completely unused to your aggression, Avery bursts into giggles and points at you. “Silly,” she says, kneeling by your feet. She grabs her Barbie from your lap and gives her a wiggle. “Why don’t you mind your manners?” she says through a pout. 

“Nosey girl.” Avery nearly landed you in hot water. You retrieve Dove’s Dotty Dolly from the floor and stand her in front of Barbie. “Don’t be such a tattle.” 

“I am not!” Avery denies. 

“Then let’s talk about something else.” 

“Like what?” 

“Like where ladybugs come from.” 

Avery’s eyes go wide and bright. “The dirt, mom.” 

You’re not ten minutes into a skit on ladybug-Barbie when another presence is making itself known beside you. “Hi,” Steve says, smile in his eyes as he crosses his legs beneath himself, sitting squarely left of you and right of Avery. 

“Hi, daddy.” 

Steve nods at her hands. “What are we playing?” 

“We’re doing Barbie as a ladybug-girl,” Avery says, leaning into Steve’s thigh. He rests a hand on her back and she begins to melt into his hold, until she’s folding funny across him and he’s hugging her shoulders. 

“That sounds fun,” he says. 

“Do you want to play?” 

“Please. But don’t cheap out on me, I want a Barbie with clothes and shoes.” 

Avery looks like she might roll her eyes. “Dad, none of them have shoes.” 

“I put all their shoes back on like, two days ago,” he says, his outrage lost to her hair as she shoves her face into his chest. Steve’s easy smile calms. “What’s the matter, baby?” he asks. “You need a nap?” 

Avery mumbles. 

Steve leans down to put his ear next to her lips. “What? Tell me again, honey.” 

Avery whispers into his ear. Steve glances at you from over her head, his face set in an expression you have trouble deciphering. He presses his nose to her hair, says, “Thank you for telling me.” 

“Wait, what’s wrong?” you ask. If Avery’s not feeling well, you want to know. 

Steve releases Avery from his hug and she gives you an owlish stare that clears things up for you quickly, worse when Steve says, “Oh, nothing, just– My Avery says you got a staring problem. Care to explain?” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You catch Avery’s eye, mouthing ‘tattle’ as she giggles and flees the living room altogether. 

“Avery said you’re looking at me and asking her not to tell me.” He crosses his arms over his chest. “So. What gives?” 

You shrug and lean away from him, the top half of you coming to rest on the big bean bag that the girls use for naps. It flusters beneath you. 

Steve leans back too. Your eyes love the cut of his t-shirt and the jeans hugging his legs, his pink-kitty socks and his hair curling at the nape of his neck. But the thing you like most, the thing that’s caught your attention all day, to your own surprise, is the dark stubble around his mouth. Steve has a ‘stache, and you don’t want him to know how much you like it. 

So weird. The girls hate it because it makes their kisses scratchy, but you don’t mind it. Didn’t mind it on your neck last night, and won’t mind when he kisses your cheek at dinner. If he showers tonight he’ll probably shave, too, and you won’t mind, you like him clean shaven. He always has been. 

Who knew he could find new things for you to crush on? 

Steve lowers his voice. “What, are you, like, pent up?” he asks with a laugh. 

You shove his knee with your foot until he grabs your ankle. “Shh!” you laugh. “No, I’m not, thank you very much. You think you’re such a lady killer.” 

“Well, you like me,” he says. 

“That’s astute. How’ve you worked that one out?” 

“Oh, you’re funny,” he says, pulling at your leg, dragging it over his. He pulls at you until you’re splayed over his lap, giggling at your limpness and the quiet thump of your head on the rug as you go flat. Gentle, he works his hands behind your back, leans in, and gathers you into his arms. One minute you’re laying down and then done, there, you’re in his lap. 

“Steve…” you say, laughing, letting your hands rest on his hips. 

“Let me look at you,” he says, lifting his chin. 

You stay very still. 

He rubs the small of your back with his knuckles as his eyes flit from one plane of your face to another. You shift a little when your knees begin to protest, but Steve doesn’t flinch, waiting for you to settle again before he meets your eyes. “Why were you staring at me?” he asks finally.

“I think you look handsome today,” you confess. 

“Really?” 

“Mm-hm. I like this,” you say, raising a finger to his lip. You touch the hair there and draw a line down to his chin. “The last time you grew out your scruff I didn’t like it, remember? But I don’t know. I sort of love it.” You press your forehead to his chin, then, fingers tied up in his t-shirt. 

You’d forgotten you weren’t gonna tell him. 

Steve doesn’t make fun of you. He presses a kiss like a light touch to your cheek, hand on the small of your back encouraging you closer to him. 

“That’s why you’re staring?” he asks. 

“No, I don’t know. I guess I wanted you to kiss me.” 

“I can kiss you. You don’t have to want it without saying anything,” he admonishes, bemusement in his voice and the slip of his fingers running under your t-shirt to tickle your lower back. 

You straighten up from his touch and he chases you for a kiss.

“Scratchy,” you murmur into his mouth. 

Smile to smile, Steve kisses you soundly, laughs against you, the itch of his nice-silly moustache under your nose. You almost sneeze. 

“I can get rid of it,” he says. 

Oh, honey, you nearly say, laughing into his cheek. “I like it, just, your girls don’t handle change well.” 

“They’ll get used to it,” he says surely, though you both know he’ll be in the bathroom with a razor and a rag the next time one of his girls refuses a kiss.

[leighsartworks216]

Period prompt- Mc using Sylus' incredibly large and warm hands in place of a hot water bottle, and Sylus being more than happy to be of use and help his kitten in need 🥰

Another couple-a prompts that were similar. Oh to have Sylus pamper and cuddle me rn 😩

Prompts from this list

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You whimper. Curl in on yourself. Hands clutching at your belly. Tears starting to prick at the corners of your eyes.

"It's okay, sweetie," coos the voice of an angel. "Here. Just give it a minute."

The heated plush fur barely touches your hand before you're greedily snatching it and pressing it down tight over the source of your woes. A hand, not your own, brushes over your head, petting you affectionately as the heat sinks in. It stays there with you as your uterus finally decides to relax. You open your eyes to stare pitifully up at your savior.

Sylus's face is creased with a frown, his brows knit together, lips pulled down. He notices your attention on him and he forces them to ease up slightly. For as much as he hates seeing you in pain like this, he doesn't want you to think you're a burden on him because of it; that couldn't be farther from the truth. He'll gladly do anything in his power to help, even if all he can do now is reheat your rice-filled teddy bear every so often.

"Any better?"

You nod. "A little."

He leans down to brush a kiss to your temple, then your cheek. "What can I do?" he asks softly, imploringly. What can he do to help make this even a little better? What can he do for you to make you even a little bit more comfortable? Whatever you need from him, he'll do it.

"Cuddle me?"

He grins slightly against your skin. He presses another kiss to your cheek with a reassuring, "Of course, sweetie." You watch as he crawls into the bed behind you, slipping under the blankets so he can wrap himself completely around you. His chest up against your back. His arms hugging you around your middle, helping to keep the teddy in place. One of his legs hooked over yours. Where you end and he begins is a blurred line.

"Try to get some rest, sweetheart. I'll stay right here."

You’re able to drift in and out of sleep. As the cramps subside, you’re able to fully relax. Muscles relaxing as the tension subsides.

Sylus drifts in and out with you. It’s his time to sleep, but every slight twitch of your body wakes him up. When the teddy starts to slip, he adjusts it back in place. When you wince from a cramp, he’s gently lulling you back to sleep.

The one thing he can’t do, however, is get up to reheat the teddy when it starts to grow cold. He can’t risk getting up without waking you, and taking the teddy away means allowing the cramps to take over once more. So, when the plush is lukewarm, he does the next best thing.

He moves slowly as he sets the bear on the bed behind him. You start to curl in, a sleepy frown forming on your face. He slips his hands under your shirt. He lays his palms flat on your abdomen, allowing the heat of his own hands to make up where the teddy bear is lacking. He studies the side of your face, watching, waiting, until the grimace fades away.

His hands work even better than the bear. They’re large and warm, able to apply gentle pressure and massage your belly. The cramps don’t stand a chance, and as you sink deeper and deeper into a peaceful nap, Sylus allows himself to drift off behind you, his soft snores rumbling against your back.

[mangooes]

Lullabies

It was a quiet afternoon in the Onychinus manor — the kind of rare peace that made even the walls exhale. (Name) had curled up on the long velvet couch after lunch, her arms hugging a cushion, half-lidded eyes fluttering shut. Staryus, their pet husky, lay sprawled near her feet, snoring softly. The TV screen buzzed in the background, playing some random soap she didn’t really care about.

She didn’t even notice the soft pad of boots as Sylus entered the room.

But he noticed.

There she was. His wife. The bane of his sanity. The sunshine to his storm. Napping.

Alone.

Without him…?

With the smug grin of a man plotting sin, Sylus crept closer — his crimson eyes gleaming with amusement. His white hair shifted with every movement, his black coat trailing behind like a shadow. He crouched just beside the couch like a dragon sizing up his prey, one knee on the cushions.

Then—

He leaned in towards her ears. A sinister smile tugged upon his lips.

“Gotcha.”

“—Mmfff?!”

Before (Name) could stir fully, Sylus pounced, sliding onto the couch and throwing one of his muscular arms around her head like a damn headlock. Her face squished into his bicep, muffled groans escaping as he laughed deeply, pulling her in like a human teddy bear.

“SY—MFFFGH—!”

“Hush now, sweetie,” he cooed mockingly, adjusting his grip like a possessive man in hunger. “It’s nap time. Let me soothe you.”

And then.

Then.

He began to sing.

Horribly.

“🎵~ Hush, my sweet little kitten, no more schemes today~

You tried to sneak a nap in, now you’re mine to slay~

Wrapped up like a burrito, in husbandly embrace~

Dream of snacks and mischief—while I lick your faaaace~ 🎵”

(Name) kicked.

Hard.

But she was still squished, muffled in his chokehold of doom. “YOUR SINGING SUCKS—MMFMFFF—”

His face scrunched up in mock offense, like the devil himself. “What was that? You want another verse?”

“I swear in the name of Astra, Sysy, I will—”

He kissed the top of her head dramatically. “Ahh, so much gratitude. A standing ovation. Truly, my talent is wasted on board meetings.”

(Name) wiggled violently in his grip, finally managing to yank her head free, hair sticking up everywhere as she glared at him like a furious kitten.

“Why are you like this?” Her brows were raised in question.

“Because I love you. The days feel way longer without you in my arms,” Sylus said innocently, and then suddenly tackled her again, pinning her back into the couch and snuggling into her neck. “And because you looked too peaceful sleeping without me… and here I thought I’m your sweet husband. Unacceptable.”

“You’re literally a plague.”

“A sexy one.”

“You’re suffocating me.”

“So? Don’t you usually ask me to be rough with you on bed?” he purred, brushing his nose along her jaw. “Which means deep down… you love it.”

She paused, her face red, flushed, a beat of silence stretching between them as his weight rested on her comfortably and her hands were trapped between them.

“…you,” she muttered. “You don’t get to make me feel like this.”

Sylus grinned, victorious. “Knew it.”

“Still no singing. Not the song.”

“Oh don’t worry,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “I’ve got a full album lined up for tonight.”

“Staryus,” she called out flatly. “Bite him.”

The said dog let out a huff in his sleep and rolled over.

Traitor.

And so (Name) lay pinned, Sylus snuggled into her like a smug dragon with his prize, singing god-awful lullabies while she hissed idle threats — and despite it all, her fingers curled into his shirt, smiling into his shoulder when she thought he wouldn’t notice.

He always noticed.

And he loved her for it.

- HEYAAAAA sorry for the short uh chapter not rlly one shot kinda ish, i’ve been busy with rls alot so i don’t rlly have the motivation to write 😞

[oh-hopeless-heart]

Get them outta my head. Get them outta my head. Get them outta my head. Get them outta my head.

Yui convinced Leo to let her sleepover (somehow)

Unintentionally I made Yui very cat like, but not like an aloof cat. One of those who clings and naps a lot. Even if unconsciously she is touch starved and needs to cling.

Her bed head is just as bad as Leo’s except her hair is fluffy (thank you big sister Vil for the hair care products) and the light yellow cat ear headband makes her look cute and not so disheveled lolz

When Yui is sleepy she doesn’t talk much but will use a few words and a mix of noises, she also kinda operates on auto pilot. She’s affectionate but a lot more sweet tender genuine. No teasing just love. She likes to just hug and hide in someone’s neck using them as a pillow and heat source.

Yui herself allows pretty much any affection. You could just smush her face around and she’ll let it happen.

I can image Leo not wanting to share his bed out of embarrassment but felt bad and eventually let Yui crawl in with him as long as she kept her hands to herself. Which of course she does out of respect for boundaries but once she’s unconscious she can’t control it. Leo would probably wake up wondering what the hell is wrapped around him only to see a completely knocked out Yui goin honk shoo.

She’d probably whine and cling more while barely awake if he tried to get her off

I also like to image this happens in the middle of Leo’s denial stage. >:3

@kokii-omii

[pineconepie]

If there is an ask like this then ignore mine 👌

I be wonderin how those god parents would be reactin if their kid was like in constant pain after the ritual, maybe it kinda backfired. Like it could be horrible in some days or decent in other days but still in constant pain. The kids face havin that face where ya try to act normal when ya havin like the worse cramp or pain ever.

I like ya writin btw, ya deserve an applause 👏👏👏👏

Aww tysm!! <3

Winter would feel very guilty (while not regretting any of their actions). He'd be tending to every tiny need you have.

While he loves taking naps throughout the day, he wouldn't be able to sleep a wink knowing his little one is in pain :(( he'd just quietly watch you when you sleep. Even though he knows realistically you can't die, he still has a fear of that somehow still happening.

Spring would be the most emotional, without a doubt. He'd cry and blubber how sorry he is, even if he too doesn't regret anything.

He'd be too emotional to really leave your side; if you ask something from him, he's yelling for one of the others to do it, because he just doesn't want to leave. He has healing abilities, so he'd try his best to help with that, but it'd only dull the pain a tiny bit.

Summer doesn't know what to do, and is internally panicking. He's trying his best,,, but he accidentally makes it worse. Hugs you a little too tightly, pats you on the back a little too hard, talks a little too loudly.

He doesn't feel any guilt from the ritual, but he does feel guilt about accidentally making it worse. He's just the most physically strong god that he sometimes underestimates his strength, and overestimates everyone else's </3

Autumn is the most responsible about it. He's emotional, but he tries to hide it, believing it to be for your sake, giving himself a more calm composure. Sometimes you'll see it crack. When you cry in pain or clutch a sore area, his voice will crack and he'll need to step out of the room for a moment.

But he still knows the exact words to say, still knows exactly what foods to make you, how to alleviate the pain as much as possible, what kind of comfort you want, and what you need.

He's recited just for this moment ever since they all acquired you.

[lxffy]

Hello! Could i get a marco x reader fluff, where the reader is an assistant doctor or like night doctor and is burning themselves out but hides well til they pass out in front of marco and marco got super worried and he takes care of them and freaking out like a mother hen. And when they wake he hugs them and goes plz take care of yourself i only have one you in this lifetime

☂︎ nevermore !

pairing: marco x gn!reader

notes: first time writing for marco … hope I did him justice! also I never know what to call this kind of post… is it a fic? maybe? yes? no?

In only a few days, an unknown illness spread like wildfire throughout Sphinx, preying primarily on young children and the elderly. Marco had quickly deduced it had transferred from a trading ship that landed a few days prior but would have never guessed it would take your small town by storm.

— the first night

It was the first time in a while that the two of you had to pull an all-nighter to care for sick patients. But the two of you were in sync, tending to patients with the utmost care and taking the right measurements to avoid getting infected yourself.

“Marco, where’s the extra antibiotics?”

“Right here, doc!”

Despite being his assistant, he always jokingly referred to you as ‘doc’ when the two of you were working, but the small smile that appeared on his face meant he truly admired your hard work.

But as the night turned into day, the two of you realized that the curtains of this epidemic were not falling anytime soon.

— missed check-ins

Days passed, and you and Marco were overwhelmed with patients from left to right. There was barely any time to rest—you were missing meals to take naps that lasted minutes before springing back up to take care of the next patient. The last decent conversation you had with Marco felt like ages ago, and only time could tell when you’d have another quiet moment with him.

You and Marco had designated times to check in with each other, but with so many patients that needed immediate care, the check-ins became scribbles on post-it notes scattered in the office. During a brief passing, Marco noticed something slightly off with your demeanor.

“Y/n, if you need a break, take one. You’ve been running around since—,”

“It’s okay, Marco. Don’t worry about me—see?”

You smiled weakly, trying to force your eyelids from drooping so low. You knew you could use a break, and yet the influx of patients was too great to ignore. Your only option was to keep on moving.

Marco frowned, wishing he was able to take on the burden himself. Just before he was about to say something else, another patient had walked in with a yelp. His face was plastered with worry as he glanced back at you, and you simply gave a nod of approval before heading to the storage to pick up some more supplies. You didn't want him to worry about you when there were patients' lives on the line.

— his regret

The long days of the mysterious illness were finally coming to an end, and with the help of a temporary assistant, the burden of the entire epidemic had slightly been lifted off of your shoulders. But before you could get to your last patient, your movements slowed and suddenly your world turned black. The last thing you saw was a frantic Marco headed your way.

He was absolutely distraught. He noticed your unusual movements from the corner of his eye, dashing in your direction with unrivaled speed when he realized you were fainting. Marco was never one to show his emotions so blatantly, but your limp body in his arms had his worst nightmares turning into a reality.

“Y/n? Y/n!”

You were alive—thank fuck. But you were knocked out cold which meant anything could happen. He placed the back of his hand on your forehead—a fever. How could he have missed this? His worries earlier were spot on, but they somehow slipped past him.

Marco was quick to take action. The remaining patients could be taken care of by the temp, so he took the responsibility of nursing you back to health. Within minutes, he’d gathered your things and took you back to your home.

As you slept, he took care of you with quiet fervor. He was never gone for more than a few seconds at a time, making sure he was watching your every move. When he settled beside your bed after changing your clothes into something more comfortable, he did something quite uncharacteristic.

Marco closed his eyes as his calloused hands gently brought your hand to his lips, and he murmured,

“Y/n, please—please, wake up soon.”

And as if on command, your eyes slowly opened. His head was down as he silently prayed for your good health. You watched him quietly, unaware that he could be such a worrywart. It made you laugh, but just the slightest bit.

“I’m right here, Marco.”

He lifted his head with such force, you'd think something had yanked his head up. But the look in his eyes told you everything. He carefully pulled you toward his body, his arms wrapping around you so tight that you thought he was trying to merge the two of you into one.

“You’re the only one I have in this life, Y/n. Please, promise me that you’ll take care of yourself.”

[tsukilunatic]

HI CUTIE im here to bother you with some thoughts (and also shoot my shot to be bestest of moots).

getting high and needy with xikers......... im insane. i literally cannot do this i can just imagine yujun all giggly and it makes me want to eat him in one bite

— bluey (aka tmrwsuns just in case)

a/n: blue let's be besties plz plz plz plz plz. also i've never smoked anything other than cigarettes so. take all this with a grain of salt plz idfk what im talking abt. (also everyone else go check out blue's page @tmrwsuns if u haven't already. this is a threat!!)

✦ high!xikers hcs...

ot10 x fem!reader ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

w. nsfw content! drug use, obviously (just weed! don't do hard drugs plz!). i just let myself write silly little ideas so it's kinda messy. also im a firm believer in emo seeun so there's that too. everyone's just... needy and messy. (aka my favorite!) // wc. 1.6k

✦minjae

i love love love the idea of horny and sleepy minjae. like he's actively melting into the couch but he's also making grabby hands at you. he just wants you close to him, like he becomes such a cuddlebug when he's stoned (not to say that he isn't one most of the time). like you get up to grab a glass of water and he's clinging to your hand like "where are you goinggggggg??" just so clingy. and he uses his clinginess against you, too. like he thinks he's being sneaky when he asks for cuddles so he can spoon you... with the ulterior motive of grinding against you. he's leaving little kisses on your neck and grinding into your ass but acting innocent about it. you ask him what he's doing and he's says something like "i'm just hugging my girl..." even if he's literally pulling your sweats off as he says it.

✦junmin

so fucking clingy??? he doesn't know what the hell is going on but he thinks ur pretty and that's enough for him. like he loses all self-awareness when he's stoned and just can't stop staring at you. and if you manage to slip away while he isn't looking he'll immediately get up to go look for you like the little puppy he is. like hugging you from behind and just... not letting you go. i especially like the idea of high junmin who does not know how to be discreet. like you're hanging out with a group of people and he'll find you and be like "baby... we should go... need you..." like, sir, i was in the middle of a conversation??? and he's visibly hard and just does not care that you were talking to somebody.

✦sumin

sleepy sumin!!! and no matter what, you have to join him for his nap. if he pulls you to bed and you're not sleepy he'll let you watch a movie or something, but he's a little bit evil, so he uses the movie as a distraction to get you all needy for him. like he ignores the movie completely in favor of tiring you out so you'll nap with him. i just think. sleepy, messy, high sumin who loves eating you out. usually he'd be more focused on your reactions, making you cum, etc. but when he's blazed he's just... having fun. like he's literally making out with your cunt just because he wants to... yeah...

✦jinsik

hear me out. jinsik who gets horny from smoking weed, but doesn't realize he's horny because of the weed. like you're just hanging out, having a sesh, maybe watching a movie. and he feels like such a perv because he's so hard he's literally leaking precum. meanwhile you're totally oblivious, yapping about whatever movie you're watching. and he's too shy to bring it up so he just sits there. uncomfortable. for way too long. until eventually, he decides to palm himself to ease the feeling a little. but he doesn't say anything because he doesn't wanna distract you from your rant, so he's just quietly grinding into his own hand, trying not to moan out loud. and he gets all shy when you notice, just shrugging when you ask him how long he's been needy for. maybe this is me just being a jinsik lover, but giving high!jinsik head...... yeah. like he'd be so verbal and he'd babble and moan way more than usual because he's kind of thrown his sense out the window, and all he can focus on is how good you're making him feel. saying some shit like "don't stop... angel... feels so good, angel..." (send HELP)

✦hyunwoo

yapper hyunu who won't stop talking about how much he needs you. like he's such a yapper to the point where unless you're kissing him or he's eating you out... he's talking. dropping L-bombs left and right, too. and you could get him to confess to anything when he's all messy like this. like you could ask him about any of his sexual fantasies and he'd explain everything in extreme detail to you. i imagine he'd start out tame, saying "i like your lipstick today, honey..." and that would gradually escalate into "i can't stop thinking about your lips around my cock..." and when he actually does fuck you it's even worse, because he'd say all the things he's usually a little too shy to say. just... fully rambling like, "you're so wet for me... you always take me so well. god, you were made for me, weren't you? can't believe how perfect you are... my little slut... you like it when i call you a slut, don't you?" and so on and so forth forever (or until you both pass out).

✦junghoon

lemme paint you a picture of stoned junghoon: imagine normal junghoonーstraight face, quietly nestled into the corner of the couch. and that's it; that's high!junghoon. he looks like he's just a little dazed and maybe a little sleepy, but actually! he's half bricked having a full lucid wet dream about you despite you sitting literally right in front of him. like he doesn't mean to, but his brain is all fuzzy and all he can do right now is imagine you riding him. maybe fingering you while you suck him off,, either way, he doesn't really say anything. you have to realize he's hard and do something about it, otherwise he's just gonna sit there until he sobers up enough to think to make a move on you. or you could just notice he's hard and he'd let you do whatever you want to him.

✦seeun

my little meow meow seeun is so insecure and needy when he's high. he's just a clingy little guy and i usually hc him as pretty jealous, so high!seeun is also... pretty jealous. the difference is that normal seeun is jealous and pissy but stoned seeun gets a little sad and insecure when he's jealous. if you paid too much attention to someone else (or literally anything else aside from him) he would kiss up your neck and whine about how you're not giving him enough attention. he'd corner you and maybe pin you against the wall, tugging at your clothes and whining saying something like "you love me, don't you?" or "let me show you how much i need you..." because... he's just a needy guy. (he's kinda emo in general tho, so idk maybe giving him weed isn't the best idea.)

✦yujun

giggly yujun!!! he's just so sweet and yeah he doesn't really know what you're yapping about but he thinks you're cute and he's got the giggles!! he's a giggly boy!! just all smiles and giggles because he thinks literally everything is funny when he's stoned. not to be horny for subby!xikers but... i do think yujun is more open to subbing when he's stoned. he's just generally more squishy and pliable when he's high, like he'd probably let you do literally whatever you want to him. i think he'd like it if you made a mess of him, too. make him cum in his pants or make out with him until he's covered in spit and his lips are all pink and puffy. he's a lot more whiny when he's high, too! saying stuff like "mmm... can i put it in your mouth? please?" which isn't something i'd see him saying when he's sober so it's extra yummy.

✦hunter

i think hunter, being the big eater he is, gets the munchies when he's high. he usually prefers to eat somewhat healthy when he can, but when he's high he just throws that mentality out the window to go get fast food with you. i like the idea of sitting on the balcony, just basking in the cool night air, and having a midnight snack with hunter. just... the chillest atmosphere. i also like the idea of hunter pulling you onto his lap while you're sitting out there. partially because he wants you to be close to him, but also because he knows how horny you get when you're stoned. he knows that pulling you onto his lap will 100% end up in you grinding into him, whining for some friction. he'd tease you about it too, feigning innocent like "stop squirming so much, princess," purposely calling you princess too, because it's a name he kind of only calls you in bed. honestly... he might fuck you out on that balcony... like it's definitely not something he'd usually do, what with the sliding doors being made of glass and all... but if it was late enough at night and if hunter was stoned enough... he might. ("you think you can stay quiet for me, princess?")

✦yechan

giggly yechan!!! someone sent me an ask about play fighting with yechan and i just think. the happy little puppy energy is so off the charts here. like he's so giggly and so so so obsessed with you. also, he's a YAPPER. like... maybe not as bad as hyunwoo, because hyunwoo doesn't realize he's a yapper. but yechan does it specifically to annoy you. because he knows that if he talks enough you'll try and shut him up by kissing him. or, if he annoys you enough you might just try to punish him, which is even better. how could you punish him? well... you could sit on his face. which isn't really a punishment (in fact, it's kind of a reward for yechan...) but it would get him to shut up nontheless. or... you could touch yourself in front of him and not let him touch you... which is a pretty severe punishment for yechan (aka theeeee body worshipper), but it definitely would not shut him up. in fact, it might make him want to annoy you even more! ("i'm sorry i was being annoying, i know, i'm sorry, but pleaseeeee let me eat you out, i'll be good i promise, pleaseeee, please, please, pleaseー")

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[bexstevie]

stevie hums, cuddling up with jindallae as he listens to the other speak. "yeah?" he says, half distracted with getting himself comfortable again while also pondering the question of wanting to eat cute things. is cannibalism a form of cuteness aggression? stevie laughs, bright and pleased-- the kiss jindallae plants on his cheek following his eating confession has him cheesing. the blonde practically blooms under affection, pliant and malleable in the face of jindallae's endearment. the nip at his cheek has him squawking out in protest, but he doesn't move away. he elbows him in reprimand, although it's weak, and stevie flops further into jindallae's space like he doesn't even care anyway.

"a match made in heaven," stevie comments, the smile on his face syrupy with sweetness. sitting up a bit in his excitement at jindallae's agreement, his teeth are bright in the wideness of his grin. "a sous-chef? oh hell yeah!" childishly, he fist pumps-- as if there were any doubt jindallae wouldn't let him help even a little. stevie's persuasive, and he's finding that jindallae has a hard time saying no to him. "i'm a good learner! as long as i don't get distracted." which-- he hopes he won't. the kitchen can be a dangerous place, and stevie's a bit of a sucker when it comes to his boyfriend. how is he not going to want to hug him suddenly if they're that close? "i've helped a liiittle bit in the kitchen, so i've got some experience." stevie's managed himself as a teen, making dinner for him while his dad was locked up in his room working (or doing drugs. stevie hasn't figured that one out yet).

they probably should finish up here. it's been nice-- and the day has only just started, even if stevie is due for a nap. he huffs out a laugh at the handsy comment, shrugging his shoulders. "s'okay. you know i'm never going to say no to cuddling." like now, with stevie pressed against the taller like he's going to start running any minute now. stevie's like a dog sometimes, always needing to be touching someone he cares about. "good plan to me." he hums in response, though it takes everything in him to pry himself off of jindallae. he does, but stevie does so with a pout-- and a selfish nuzzle of his cheek into jindallae's shoulder before he pulls away. "if i lay on you any longer i might actually fall asleep. you've got like...comfort aura or something." the smile on his face is dopey and cheesy.

it's overindulgent (and grossly cheesy), but whenever the two of them have moments like this, jindallae genuinely believes that he'd be content if time were to freeze around them and they'd remain like this forever. this relationship has shown him that peaceful romance is possible for him, and now, he never wants to take any steps backwards. thankfully, he won't really have to. as far as he's aware, the both of them are in this for the long haul. no matter how far stevie travels, or how chaotic his career becomes, jindallae is hopeful that they'll be able to keep things alive regardless of distance.

he hopes that stevie feels that way, too. loyalty is huge for him. it always has been. as he intends to extend a herculean level of devotion to his boyfriend, all he can hope is that he receives it back. it's a pretty big ask, but he's never been able to understand why people can't come at romantic unions with as much passion as he does. if he can do it, why can't they? jindallae knows it's not that simple, everyone has baggage, but his point still stands.

the way stevie touches him, leans against him, and amplifies their physical affection elicits a deep, content sigh from jindallae. he feels every muscle in his body release any tension they were holding onto, which is a shocking feat for him. this sensation is so foreign, but he's learning to call it home little-by-little. "you know how they say that, when people are really cute, it makes you want to eat them?" he asks, then pauses, rhetorical. "well, i wanna eat you." he teases, then motions over to stamp a kiss onto stevie's cheek, then 'bites' it with his lips, kind of as if he's 'biting' into some ice cream, so he doesn't hurt him at all.

"i'm the best chef in korea and you're my favorite food. a mighty high honor, if i do say so myself..." jindallae laughs, then is overjoyed to see how stevie alights whenever he mentions showing him secret recipes and cooking some for him. the fact that his boyfriend wants to be involved in his craft means the world to him. he can never say no to him either, so when stevie asks if he can help, jindallae shrugs and nods his head. "yeah, you can be my sous-chef. we'll get you an apron and a hat; whatever you need. i've been told i'm a decent teacher, too, so who knows? maybe you'll become a chef someday too."

hearing how stevie wants the rest of their day to go, jindallae nods; happy to make it happen. "why don't we finish up here, go take our nap, then we can start prepping for dinner? i'll try not to get too handsy while we nap, but i also... can't make any promises." scrunching his nose, he knows that he's weak to how cuddly his sweetheart is... not to mention how sexy and attractive he finds him, too. "that sound cool to you, baby?"

[eaterofdust]

Toothless: comparison and art study

There is something to be said for the Toothless's of the non-book HTTYD with each being different from each other. The Animated Toothless is iconic in it's design, a cat-like predator which takes only one look for the viewer to know that he is fast. The Live Action Toothless is still cat-like, and yet... too human-ish, like the eyes of HTTYD2 Hookfang. It is the unholy offspring of HTTYD3 Toothless and baby Godzilla. The Live Arena is spikier and bulkier, with a more reptilian and classical dragon appearance and yet is recognisable all the same.

Action Toothless is most bland in colours, with an incredibly unrealistic nearly pure black hue and lack of patterns. The Animated version fares better, with a faint blue hue (which is lacking in these images but real all the same) and patterns across his back and wings. Finally, the Arena Toothless. He has pink around his maw and toes, and though lacking in patterns continues the blue hue.

Interestingly, both Arena and Action Toothless lack the exaggerated scales on their ear plates, instead having a more striped texture like a horn of some sort.

Neck wise, Action Toothless is the outlier, an 'S' curve to it whereas the other two- while still having a mammalian posture- are far more reptilian in their slant. For all three, they have exaggerated scales around the spines that begin only around the shoulder area.

For faces, Animated Toothless is certainly the most complex, a flat shape that slips into a slope at the bridge of the nose and a (mind you, flexible) beak shape at the end of the nostril. His spines begin at the "front" of his eye corners and ends at the end of them (please note the third eyebrow is also error, to which I apologize greatly). Arena Toothless has a rounded flat shape, bulging out at the bridge of the nose, and having a far more exaggerated shape and yet removing the beak element to it. He has the primary row of head spikes, starting from the start of the bridge of his nose and ending at his ear-plates. His secondary row of spines, hardest to see, starts at the front of his eyes and ends at the end of his slight head indent. The third row of spines start at the beginning slant of his brows and ends at his primary ear-plates. Action Toothless also loses the slight beak, instead having the shape but with lips. He has the least flat head and the most visible brows. His spikes begin between his eyes and ends at his first ear-plates. Action Toothless is the only of the free to have more than 4 protrusions to each side of his head.

There is little to be said on head shape: Animated is somewhere between a U and a V depending on expression, vaguely snake-like; Action is a lot blunter and thicker, with more defined cheekbones and having a narrower top. The Arena is merely speculative, but likely is a oval of some kind with the same general shape.

It's fairly obvious that Action Toothless is attempting to appear less dangerous and much cuter. Such a head shape is poor for his aerodynamics, as his original head shape gave him the arrow/jet-like physics, but this lesser head shape will result only in creating more drag for the dragon who's main (if only) hunting tactic is to dive at speeds to break the sound barrier.

Posture has previously been discussed for necks, but in terms of body shape they all follow the trend of a larger chest and thinner lower body (Do not ask what happened to Animated's tail. Please.) Arena has the thickest and shortest tail, held in a dinosaur position. His wings are small, curved with fin-like secondary wings. Action Toothless has a more sloped back, and a tail consistently held low to the ground. His wings are smallest, secondary wings mimicking that of the third movie with how they are nearly folded. Animated Toothless (only from the first movie as GOTNF does use a separate model) has the longest, thinnest tail that is usually either in contact from the ground or held up. His wings and secondary wings overlap each other slightly, with the thickest connecting skin to the body.

Looking closer at the wings of the Toothlessi, it's perhaps equally surprising as not that the Animated's are the most realistic*. All the wings have connecting tissue between wing arms, creating a near flat point until fingers begin to diverge. Arena Toothless has a bulky shoulder joint, and two claws that disrupt the general shape. He has 4 wing fingers, at least 2 of which seems to be fairly straight, and a wavy texture to his webbing. Action Toothless has an oddly thin forearm, 5 wing fingers (which is most realistic as they are fingers- something that Hookfang's design tried to mimic but failed) with the primary being far, far shorter than the secondary, making his wings also appear significantly smaller than they truly are. Said wing fingers are also thick, though not pictured here. The Animated Toothless has 6 fingers, the primary being longest and surprisingly thick arms!

*Fun Fact: The Live Arena Plush has his wings and is actually capable of gliding! It is quite enjoyable.

All Toothless designs contain heavy scale coverage of both front and back legs, and spikes to the front. Interestingly, the Animated Toothless is the only one to be plantigrade rather than digitigrade, as well as appearing to have a slight webbing to his joint though this is equally as likely to be a meshing error. Both Action and Arena go for sharp claws atop paws rather than the flexible and dulled claw of the animated toothless, and thick plating to his rear legs. Both Arena and Animated appear to be stockier than the Live Action, which has lankier, thinner legs.

There is little else to be said between designs. For Hookfang, I brought my own most pressing issue, but Toothless? There is nothing to be said for his head has already been examined.

The only real difference between Animated and Arena Hiccup is their shirt, otherwise a ditto. Action Hiccup differs in that he wears two shirts (see multiple sleeves), lacks a boob window and has a hood. Oh wait, no, the fur of his boots is also a different colour. With such a variation to the designs, it would simply take too long to compare everything and so I shall end on this:

Arena Toothless leans into being a powerful dragon, Animated Toothless leans into being elegant and the Action Toothless was bred into domestication over the time of Vikings to now.

There is such a lack of difference between the Hiccups there is nothing to be said- which seemingly most of the other teens do not follow in.

[ohhcinnybuns]

Tonight's thoughts: Chuuya Nakahara comforts Dazai Osamu as a tag on ao3.

[buwheal]

I try so hard to be nice. Seeing spamton so distressed makes me feel awful. I wanna reach through his screen, give him a hug and tell him it’ll be okay. But I’m nothing but a letter to him. Words on a screen he can easily ignore.

I want him to be happy, I want to whisk away every single bad ask and wrap spamton up in a blanket and give him the warmth and love he deserves. I really, really wish I could.

I suppose for now sending this will do. Thank you for the amazing stories, bu ❤️‍🩹 you’ve genuinely broken my heart for this poor man, I cannot wait to see more

But he hasn't. He doesn't ignore what you guys say. He really really cares about what you say, in fact. Easily ignorable, but he is paying attention. Anyways, thanks :-)

[krisalyce]

alright keepblr how do we feel about stray cat tam

[lavampira]

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[buddieroommates]

why is everyone having an absolutely miserable time right now the sun's not even setting before 7pm

[theanonymousninja247]

Pretty Random Turtle Thunks

Just finished watching the first season of 2003 TMNT, and my thoughts are as follows *ahem* Leo: babeh boy

Raph: babe

Donnie: babyyyyyy

Mikey: bb

[intertexts]

thinking abt new haven wards cuddle pile.