#big tactile softie

[sleeplesssmoll]

do you think vertin would be good at dancing. what kind of dance would be her favourite

I'm going to try to answer this one using stuff we've seen from in the game!

Since she's a musician she should have a very good sense of rhythm. She's also pretty agile in combat so we know she can move.

During the Uluru games, she was very attentive to her team mates as opposed to actively participating. We also see her choosing to stick to the sidelines in her promotional art (her and her tea!)

This gives me the impression Vertin would be the type to slip away from the dance floor/party. She would check in on her friends to see how they're doing. Are they having fun? Do they need a break from the noise? Are they drinking too much?

But Vertin is also very nice. If you asked her to dance, I see no reason why she'd decline. If you're looking lonely and don't have a partner, she might ask you because she wants to make you happy. There's more than enough evidence to show she's such a big softie who can't say no in every chapter/event.

If that's the case, her favorite dance would probably be anything that puts a smile on her dance partner's face. Following that train of thought, it'd be something that needs two people. She's probably not going to choose to dance unless there is another party involved.

We could take her tactile nature into account too. A dance that involves more interaction with each other as opposed to dancing near each other? That one might be a stretch, but I could see a decent argument for it.

[ihavemanyhusbands]

in my mind richie is a secret romantic and super tactile lover when it comes to his partner,, could you write richie in an established relationship where he comes home after a stressful day with carmy at the restaurant and all he wants is to kiss and hold his girl and his mood will be lifted immediately🫶🏻

AAAAAA he’s just the type that LOVES to be babied when he’s just w his girl, but he’s all tough and macho when others are around 😭 sorry to me this is CANON thanks!!!!

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“What are you doing?” You asked, biting down your smile as you tried not to laugh. “Richie, babe, do you really think this shirt is big enough for the both of us?”

Part of Richie’s body was already inside said t-shirt, and you couldn’t help a high pitched giggle as you felt his lips tickling your ribs.

“I mean, it’s worth a try,” he said with a slight chuckle. “I just want to be close to you, baby.”

You wrapped your arms around him, squeezing him against you. Though he was already pretty affectionate, he was particularly needy when he’d had a rough day. Not that you could complain, since you loved holding him close.

Frankly, it was generally hard to keep your hands off each other, even in the most innocent of ways.

In the morning, you knew he’d make amends with Carmen, but for the time being, you were more than happy to help him unwind and feel better.

“Do you wanna watch a movie or something?” You asked, peering at him through the taut neck of the t-shirt.

He had his ear pressed to your chest, listening to your heartbeat and trying to match his breath to yours.

“Yeah, I could watch a movie. But we have to stay just like this.”

You laughed once more. “You can lie on top of me, but come out here. I want to be able to kiss you properly.”

He jokingly grumbled a little as if it was a mountainous request, but slipped out regardless. As soon as he did, you pulled him to you in a sweet kiss, wrapping your legs around his waist.

He leaned his forehead against yours, already feeling much more relaxed than he did an hour ago.

“I love you, you know that?” He murmured. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“I love you, too, you big softie.”

——

[campgender]

from “Soft Butch” by Nora E. Derrington, published in Fat & Queer: An Anthology (2022)

image description below the cut.

I: Soft

There’s an onomatopoeia to the word. It begins with a sibilant, sinuous, sensual ess, then moves on to a gentle ah that caresses the palate. Then the quick succession of consonants hitting the lips and teeth like a playful kitten batting a toy mouse. The word is a delicacy, smooth and subtle.

As a descriptor, it can be tactile: pliable, cushioned, comfortable. Cotton sheets worn silky smooth. Downy puppy fur. Velvet rose petals drawn across bare skin. But of course, the negative associations slip in quickly: pliable becomes yielding, yielding becomes weak. A soft touch. Soft-hearted. A big softie. An antonym not just for hard but for strong.

For as long as I can remember, I wanted to be strong, to be tough. I didn’t want to be soft. How could I be anything but soft, though, when PE was my worst subject and I was so sensitive that the slightest injustice—Nikki’s mom yelling at me for wearing shoes on Nikki’s waterbed, even though the tell-tale footprint clearly came from Nikki’s shoe—or most mundane tragedy—restless teens dismembering a cheap claw-machine teddy bear in my presence—never failed to make me cry?

II. Butch

More onomatopoeia here, too: a voiced plosive, a deep vowel, three consonants in a row. Similar in feel to “macho”—but subtly different in meaning. Stereotypically masculine. Nothing about me has ever been masculine, so how could I ever be butch?

Dickies pants became the rage when I was in high school. As an alternative-rock aficionado who obsessed over the sound and aesthetics of the movie Singles—it came out when I was 12 and changed my life—I knew I needed them. When I was 16 and had both a job and transportation, I made my way to the local Tillys to snag a pair. The black cotton twill was stiff under my fingers as I stepped into the pants and pulled them up.

The Dickies pulled against my hips, uncomfortably snug, and gaped so wide at my waist I could fit a fist between my skin and the cloth. I left the store disappointed. Why did I even bother? “Good, child-bearing hips,” people would tell me, even as an adolescent. I resigned myself to a presentation that never quite matched the ideal in my head.

VII. Soft butch

Despite my fitting comfortably under the queer umbrella, I’d never really given all that much thought to the specifics of my gender identity and expression. I met a trans man when I was 24 who used the same nickname I do, which made it easier to see our similarities, but I knew immediately that his path wasn’t mine. Later that year I met someone who epitomizes high femme, and, again, I could immediately see both how perfectly she embodied that expression, and how poorly it would suit me.

The person I thought of at the time as my boyfriend, then my husband, used to joke that I was the man in the relationship— despite my tender heart, my frequent tears, my undeniable softness—but I was more or less content in just knowing what I wasn’t. It seems possible I could have stayed in that liminal place forever, but then when we were in our mid-thirties, my wife came out as trans.

This is not a story of my adapting to my wife being trans. I’d always known we were both queer, and discovering I was married to a woman came more as a pleasant surprise than anything else.

What did happen, though, was that her coming out gave me permission to do more soul-searching, to try to pinpoint my gender identity and ideal gender expression. I first encountered the term “soft butch” in one of those joke “futch scale” charts—the ones that sort musical instruments or tropical fruits on a scale from high femme to stone butch—but it stuck with me. It didn’t seem to be something I was allowed to call myself, though: image searches on Google or Pinterest just led to rows of photos of beautiful slender white people with artful short haircuts and distressed jeans. Lots of Kristen Stewart and Elliot Page and occasionally Justin Bieber. I am definitely too old and too fat to try to emulate those folks! Eventually I lamented on Twitter that I was drawn to the soft butch aesthetic but didn’t know if I could pull it off, given that I’m not thin. I quickly received a slightly baffled but firm response from a genderqueer acquaintance that of course I could. In some ways I’m still a kid, seeking others’ permission to accept myself.

I realize as I write this that I’m wearing what might be my quintessential soft butch outfit—it fits me almost without my trying. Distressed jeans—a pair that I stole from my wife long before she transitioned. They fit my hips and thighs beautifully, which means I have to cinch a belt tight to make them stay up around my waist, but I know how to manage that now. A close-fitting t-shirt celebrating a punk band I’ve seen in concert a good dozen times. Hair pulled back into a messy bun. Fuzzy gray slippers with arch support, because I’m a middle-aged fat person, so of course I have plantar fasciitis. A gentle breath before a firm statement: the perfect mixture of soft and butch.

[drawdrawjessi]

Hazbin Hotel OC Info:

Spunky

Basic Info:

As one of VoxTube’s biggest stars, Spunky has suppressed many of Hell’s views with her twisted and crass sense of humor. Little does she realize she would become a refugee at the Hazbin Hotel from that one faithful night when Heaven’s exterminators mysteriously appeared, plus she’ll reunite with a certain someone who’s 1930’s charisma and chivalry has enamored her years prior to the hotel.

Cause of Death: Firework explosion accident from internet video trend.

Age: Early to Mid 20s(Born in 1995, but died in 2016)

Sinner species: Spider (Peacock spider)

Personality: Charsimatic, has a bit of a temper, a bit dramatic, sarcastic, mischievous, masochistic, and a Tsundere(can be a total ass to people but does warm up to the people she's closer with and becomes a softy), becomes very bashful when Alastor is around (only after she comes to the hotel) 🥰

Gender: Female (Gender Non Conforming) She/Her/They

Sexuality: Gray-Asexual (Demi/Heteromantic)

Likes:

🕷Pranks

🕷Getting a rise out of people

🕷Vaping Weed

🕷Blue

🕷Brigadeiros (Brazilian BonBons)

🕷Shady (Her three-headed female Cerberus Rottweiler)

🕷Any technology that she can get her hands on to tinker and fidget

🕷️The feeling of familial love even if she acts like she doesn’t want it (thus making the Hazbin crew her found family, mostly Angel Dust being her found big brother)

🕷A certain gentleman from the ‘30s that she developes a crush on whom she doesn’t realize he’s the Urban Legend Radio Demon until at the hotel😏

Dislikes:

🕷️ Anything that will make her have sensory overload. For example: Large crowds (especially noisy ones), loud noises, tactile sensitivity, and strong smells.

🕷Her body (is dysmorphic about her weight and self-h*rm scratches/bite marks on her arms)

🕷Losing her status on Social Media/VoxTube

🕷Velvette’s constant insults

🕷Vox’s emotional and manipulative abuse

🕷️Her parents, aka the very bane of her existence who emotionally neglected her , put in child social services (allegedly due to her mother), and never came to get her throughout her foster care years.

Abilities:

- Retractable spider legs (From the back as an easy way to climb)

- Weapon Proficiency (Roman Candles/big Harley Quinn-esk mallet)

- Computer/tech building

- Computer/internet hacking

- Athleticism (Parkour)

- Shadow Manipulation (As camouflage)

- Multilingualism (Little bit Russian, mostly Brazilian Portuguese)

- Weather sensitivity

Ref sheet by @dramokin

[always-tilting-at-windmills]

[bunnyrhe]

Sleeping hybrids

Summary: Bubba Joonie has you sleeping in the nesting room with him. However, you're feeling particularly tactile today and can't help but want to play with tails.

Warning-none, Jin x reader, implied ot7x reader, bts hybrid polyamorous, Jimin x reader, namjoon x reader

The orange shades of the afternoon sun glistened through the open windows in the nesting room. The air smelled of the fresh grass and a gentle afternoon shower like the angels were wringing out their linens It had to be close to 4 now with that magical glow, stray sunbeams infused with diamond dust landing on Namjoon Bubba's back.

The sunshine was warm on my palms, lettinh me make shadow puppies with my hands, watching them play fight on Bubba's back. I sat my cushy diapered bottom on the play mat, Bubba sleeping on his tummy beside me. His grey tail twitched in his sleep, his left ear also. They had a mind apart from Bubba's, comical in the way they pivoted like little triangular sonar equipment. His ears pulled back and laid flat on his forehead when he was sleeping,drooping over his eyes.He smelled like a wolf puppy again when he slept, that nostalgic aroma of warm baby powder.

I pushed myself up with my hands, soft squeaks tumbling out.I picked up Bubba's tail feeling how soft it was,burying my face in it. It was beyond soft. 

"Aigo...little one you're meant to be sleeping not Bubba,"Minnie Papa poked his head in the den, tutting lowly.

I waved at Papa happily, my thumb in my mouth. He dislodged my fingers, helping me lie down and tuck into Bubba's side. "Mmm no little fingers in your mouth, they're dirty. I'll get you a pacifier. Please nap my baby so you can get big and strong for me."

Papa fluffed my pillow, pulling my yellow Pooh Bear vest down for me over my tummy. "Where are your pants,little one?"

"Don wan pants,Papa,"

Namjoon let out a particularly noisy snore and made us both jump. Jimin huffed his ears pointed and alert looking at Bubba in shock then folding down on themselves in disbelief. Minnie was a golden retriever hybrid, always watching his elder in disdain when he slept and snored.

"I'm going to find more burrowing blankets, seems like our alpha is making a mess of the nest." Jimin huffed fussing over the body pillows he'd laid around us in a circle.

I went back to playing with Bubba's tail,holding it close to my cheek and sucking my thumb.

I woke up to shuffling noises blinking the sleep away. There were new blankets around me in a big nestinh circle reinforced with body pillows. Bubba's head pressed into my shoulder, his nose in my neck.

Papa put my paci in my mouth,clipping it to my shirt. He put my shorts on again too. I sighed,pouting ,trying to kick them off.

Jin appa walked past me to the arm chair by the window, setting down my bottle. 

My head was swimming side to side following the direction of Appa's Fox tail. Puffy luxurious and so silvery it was almost blue. 

 Appa looked back slowly to see me,still sleep swaddled and faded around the edges. 

He chuckles plucking me up on his hip, letting me hold his tail close to my face. I rubbed my cheek against it softly, sinking into the deep plush feeling it gave me.

He kissed my cheek softly, taking my paci out so slowly I almost didn't notice.

"Appa softy,"

"Mhm only for you, my bunbun," his ears drooped lovingly over his eyebrows, his brown eyes carefully looking over me, treasuring me like a secret map.

He slipped the bottle past my lips letting me suck gently while he nuzzled my forehead, licking the spot between my eyebrows, encouraging me to eat more.

[geraltofriviasleftbuttcheek]

"Geralt." 

"Mm." 

"Geraaaalt." 

With a huff, he lowers his phone to look at the figure in his doorway. In the dim light spilling in from the window, he can just make out the bulky shape of Jaskier wrapped in what must be three blankets over his head. 

"What, Jas." 

Jaskier pads into the room on socked feet and slumps over the foot of his bed with a dramatic groan. Geralt rolls his eyes, mouth twitching despite himself at the antics. He nudges Jaskier's form with his foot gently and then again a little harder when all Jaskier does is whine again. 

"Stop," Jaskier says, muffled by his blankets. His hand sneaks out of the cocoon to swat at Geralt's leg. 

"You stop," Geralt shoots back, kicking him again just for the hell of it. "What do you want." 

More muffled words are his answer. 

"I can't hear you, Jas." 

There's a bit of shuffling, and then Jaskier's voice is much clearer when he whines, "I'm cold, Geralt. Do something." 

"What do you want me to do?" Geralt asks, setting his phone aside. It's nearly dead, anyway, and his eyes are starting to hurt. He rubs them as he says, "Downed power lines are a bit out of my limited area of expertise." 

According to the time on his phone, they've been without power for going on almost fourteen hours now. The freeze had set in the evening before and only gotten worse throughout the night. It hadn't been too bad at first, with residual heat still warming the apartment, but it's slowly seeped away in the hours since. There's a biting chill in the air now that even he can feel despite being under his own covers in bed. 

Jaskier scoots himself up onto the bed, crawling up to slide under the comforter next to Geralt and bury his head beneath his arm. Geralt doesn't protest, just lets him resituate as he pleases because sometimes it's better to just go along with his best friend's whims than to fight him on them. 

He settles with his face buried in Geralt's armpit and tangles their legs together, sighing in contentment. "You're warm," he murmurs, sounding on the verge of sleep—which, Geralt realizes, he must have been before he came into the room. Getting too cold is probably what woke him up in the first place. "Cuddle me."

It's an innocent request, but it makes warmth settle in his chest and his cheeks. Jaskier's always been extremely tactile, and it's something he's had to get used to over the years of their friendship, but things like this—cuddling in bed together—still make him blush and stutter like a schoolkid with a crush. 

Which...isn't that far from accurate, if he's being honest. Maybe he's not a schoolkid anymore, but he's definitely got a crush on his best friend. 

Hopelessly in love with him, some even say, though those some can shut the fuck up (Yen). 

But he's also physically incapable of telling Jaskier no, so he lets him bury his face in his armpit and throw a leg over his hips and curl as far into his side as he can get, seeking warmth from the chill in their apartment. He lets out a quiet, happy sound when he's finally comfortable, and it just about melts Geralt into goo with how cute it is. 

With a silent, resigned sigh, Geralt pulls him closer and puts his other arm behind his own head, staring up at the ceiling through the darkness and trying to calm his fluttering heartbeat. 

Jaskier's breathing eventually slows back into the deep, even rhythm of sleep, and Geralt closes his own eyes, figuring he might as well try for a nap too, since there's no telling when the power will be back. He listens as Jaskier makes little humming noises, his own version of sleep-talk, and a smile curls his lips even as he suppresses the urge to chuckle. 

"You sing in your sleep, you know," he says softly. He turns his head and presses his nose into Jaskier's hair, inhaling the smell of his shampoo—something warm and comforting. "It's cute. You're cute. You know that? Really cute. You make me feel like a kid sometimes, seeing my crush smiling at me and getting all flustered about it." 

Jaskier hums a long note, and Geralt pauses, tensing, thinking he's awake enough to hear him. When Jaskier only curls into him more, still asleep, he relaxes. He runs his hand up and down Jaskier's arm wrapped around his chest. 

The quiet permeates for a long moment, their breathing and the wind outside the only sounds to be heard. It's nice. Peaceful. His favorite kind of moment, just him and Jaskier curled up together. He wants it to always be like this. 

On impulse, Geralt lets his lips press against Jaskier's head. "Love you, Jas. Maybe one day I'll have the balls to say it to your face so I can keep you forever." 

"You get really sappy when you think no one can hear you," Jaskier says, voice muffled against his chest. "It's cute. You should do it more." 

Geralt freezes, panic creeping in. "Jas—"

A hand finds his face, cutting him off, and Geralt snaps his mouth closed before he does something really stupid, like suck on the finger pressing against his lips. 

"Ah—no take backs," Jaskier says, slightly more awake. He shuffles around, sitting up to lean over Geralt. "You said you want to keep me forever, so now you're stuck with me forever. No returns. No refunds. All sales final." 

It's too dark to see his expression, but Geralt likes to think he can see the blue color of his eyes in the dim, overcast light coming in from the window. He pictures the way Jaskier's mouth is probably curled at the corners like it does when he's being a little shit—like now—and wants to kiss it. 

"Jas," he tries again, but it comes out half-hearted and weak. There's no real fight in him. The panic has faded, replaced by a light feeling like budding hope. His heart is fluttering; it's a nice feeling. 

The finger on his lips is replaced with Jaskier's mouth, the kiss so brief and soft Geralt isn't even sure it happened until Jaskier leans down to kiss his forehead, then his cheek, ending with a peck on his nose. It's so fucking endearing, it nearly makes him melt inside. 

"I love you too," Jaskier murmurs, settling back down beside him. He buries his head back in Geralt's armpit, winding his arms around his chest and tangling them back together. "Always have, you big softie. Now sleep. It's cozy. Don't wake me until the lights come back on." 

At that moment, the low noise that indicates the heater is running fills the room, followed by the alarm clock on the bedside table lighting up, numbers flashing and needing to be reset, as well as his bedside lamp. Power's back, it seems. 

Geralt lets out a loud guffaw at the look of utter indignation on Jaskier's face when he sits up in a jolt, the way his lip juts out in a truly award-level pout. He shakes his head, reaching out to knock him gently on the chin and get his attention. 

"Hey," he says. Those blue eyes move to him, shining in the wash of light. "Kiss me properly." 

Jaskier's mouth curls in a soft smile just like he knew it would, and Geralt meets it with one of his own as he leans over him again. 

[erimeows]

Your ‘autobots finding a sparkling’ headcanons were wholesome as heck! Consider this: with prowl’s sparkling, he finds out they have a camouflage type ability (changing colors to blend in) when they see a chameleon on one of his nature docs. It’s all cool until sparkling can mimic invisibility with it. Thought?

Man... Parental Autobots. My poor, beating, vulnerable heart can't take so much cute! Anywho, yes, I love this! Here’s the ‘TFA Characters With A Sparkling’ set for anyone who missed it, and these new headcanons beneath the cut. Enjoy!

Prowl expected to be a lonely, solitary soul for the rest of his life, but he ends up becoming a parent when he finds this little sparking in a pod that’s crashed on earth, all on its own. 

Ratchet is grumpy and doesn’t want anything to do with the main care of the sparkling (except for medical care and the basics of making sure it’s alive, of course), Optimus is too busy leading Team Prime and too neglectful of himself to even consider caring for someone else, and Bumblebee and Bulkhead are disasters who are almost still like sparklings themselves, so naturally, Prowl is the default to take care of this little bundle of joy.

The sparkling is similar to Prowl in some ways growing up; calm temperament, a bit selfish and self-involved, but also hard working and intelligent. The only thing that they have that isn’t from Prowl is a terrible sense for mischief/getting themselves into trouble.

They like going on Prowl’s nature docks a lot, but also like running off and fucking with random wildlife- chameleons especially are a big hit, for some reason. 

They get older, Prowl starts training them, just as you’d expect. Only... Most bots have special, built in upgrades or abilities or weapons- something that makes them special. The sparkling, who they’ve simply named Cage, doesn’t have anything well into new-spark-hood and it’s really quite odd. 

All of them are thinking it- that is until one day during a Decepticon attack where they’re trying to capture Cage, he’s nowhere to be found, and the Autobots manage to scare them off, only for their little newspark to suddenly appear in front of a tree. Prowl sees that their color, gold, silver, and red, is fading in and out to brown to match the bark, and then back to their natural coloring. And so it seems that, out of fear, they discovered an ability to camouflage, which would later be proved to be both very useful and very dangerous.

At first, after the whole ‘power should be used responsibly’ lecture, Cage only uses their camouflaging ability during battles and tactile situations where it’s needed.

But then Bumblebee comes along and, as always, is a HORRIBLE influence.

“Whaaat? You have an ability that cool and don’t ever use it for anything else? C’mon, man, let me show you how it’s done!”

Well. That ends in Cage learning how to use their abilities for, uh, EVERYTHING, as well as practicing them enough that they figure out the invisibility aspect of their camouflage powers, too. They’re hiding when Prowl is mad at them for something, scaring people, moving stuff without being noticed, etcetera. It’s pretty funny to them and Bumblebee but everyone else is super agitated about it- or at least tries to be.

Honestly, Prowl loves his little sparkling too much to be... Genuinely mad. Acts like he’s a stern parent to the outside world but is actually a big ol softy who just wants his kid to love him. They probably bond a lot over the newfound ability- even the not-so-ethical uses of it- and use it in training a lot, and more often than not, it proves to be beneficial.

[couldyouspeakmyname]

Shishigumi and the reader who has adopted children

You know I'm a sucker for blended families

-Maeve

Ibuki

Already is kind of a dad to the rest of the Shishigumi and Louis

While Ibuki is initially really nervous about adopting a child, as soon as they hold them, all his fears melt away.

If they’re an older child, he’ll let them call him by his name if that’s more comfortable. He doesn’t have to be called “dad” to be a parental figure. 

Ibuki is very supportive of his child, and has a lot of patience. 

Ibuki may actually be prone to adopting a child out of the baby stage. He may even adopt an older child who just needs a home (even if they’re almost of legal age to live on their own).

Ibuki would be great with troubled kids. He has the patience of a saint, and has seen a lot of bad in the world, and been a lot of that bad.

Ibuki allows the child to adjust at their own pace, and never pushes them to fit or meet a standard,

Ibuki cooks for them, and listens when they talk. 

Ibuki wants them to be comfortable, always. 

He enrolls them in the best school he can, and goes to every major event. 

He allows them to style their own room, even if he doesn’t always understand what they like. 

He’s adamant that at least three nights a week you all have a family dinner. 

He tries his best to help with homework or any problems they may have. 

Free

Free is freaked out at the idea of adopting a kid. It probably takes a few years for him to be comfortable with the idea.

Honestly? He’s just worried he’s going to be a terrible father. He’s already kind of a menace, he’s not even sure why you’re still with him.

Then again, Louis turned out great and Free likes to think he had a hand in that. 

After some time he finally comes around to the idea. Why not? He can do this. 

When Free and you adopt a child, it’s probably going to be an infant or a younger child. 

It only takes a few hours before Free is a doting father figure, and labels your new child as ‘His’.

Free loves playing games with his kid. If they’re a toddler when you two adopt them, he’s probably going to go crazy at the toy store with them (who needs ten nerf guns?). Free had it rough growing up, he wants his kid to have the childhood he didn’t get to have.

Free isn’t great at homework, but he tries.

Free teaches them self defense early on, just to make sure they can protect themselves when he isn’t around

That dad that plays any game his kid comes up with, and makes forts out of blankets and pillows. 

Dolph

Dolph is actually on board with the idea of adoption

I could see Dolph adopting an older kid, maybe even a pre-teen or teenager. They’re more difficult than a younger child, but Dolph is okay with that. He’s patient, and knows how wild kids can be. He was in a gang, there’s not much trouble a kid could cause that would come anywhere near the trouble he dealt with in the gang

Dolph is big on education, keeping his child in school and having them graduate is important. 

Dolph is calm and collected, and he listens and gives advice where it’s needed.

If he did adopt an older kid, he’s okay with working with a phycologist. Sometimes you just have to talk without worrying about getting in trouble.

Dolph wants his kid to always feel safe and secure. They will always have a room and a place to come home to. 

If they’re worried about someone taking their stuff, Dolph will install a lock on their door. This way they can lock the door and have peace of mind. It is their room. Dolph isn’t going to take things from them.

Same thing with food. If they’re more comfortable keeping snacks and need a mini fridge so they know they wont go hungry, he’ll do what he has to to make them feel secure 

Helps with homework and attends school events. 

 Doesn’t hold his kid to unfairly high standards. If they get a ‘C’, he’s fine with that, as long as they gave it their all.

He’s strict, and has rules. Don’t be out late, don’t do drugs, have dinner with the parents at least twice a week, homework before video games. It’s basic rules, but he’s ridged about them. In a way, that gives his child structure. 

They don’t have to call him dad, but if they do it makes him all emotional

Makes them ask you before they do something

“Dad can I-” 

“Go ask Y/N”

Agata

Agata would probably do best adopting a small child or a baby

He has a lot of anxiety, and he’d do better parenting a kid from the beginning 

Agata raises his child with his whole heart. It doesn’t matter that they were adopted, there’s no question that Agata would die for his child. 

Agata puts the needs of his child above his own, without question. 

Agata is honest when his kid asks if he’s adopted. Agata isn’t going to hide that from them. He will answer any questions they have, and let them know that you don’t have to be blood related to love someone

Agata is that ‘cool’ dad that plays video games with his kid. Agata lets them win.

Agata also beats any levels they get stuck on. 

Agata doesn’t like the PTA, but will go to all school events, and is there for all milestones

Agata tries his best to make sure his child is confident in themselves, and knows that Agata will always be there to back them up

Agata is kind of a softie, you’re going to have to be the rule enforcer

Not to say Agata can’t get strict, he can, but he doesn’t want to

Agata will always make sure his child knows their home is a safe place to go to

If his child ever wants to know their biological parents, Agata will help them. 

Miguel

Age doesn’t matter for Miguel. He’s willing to take any kid that needs him, and is a good fit for you two

He quickly establishes a healthy lifestyle. He wants them to live a long time, and fuel their body properly 

Cooking may actually be how he bonds with them initially, if they’re older. If they’re really little, he’ll bake cookies with them

Miguel is at all school events, and may even be part of the PTA

Miguel may be pretty quiet, but he’s not one to hold back praise when a child does something good. He’s big on positive reinforcement

Rarely raises his voice. Instead, he talks everything out.

He’s very patient, and quickly learns his adopted child’s personality, and adjusts accordingly

That big beefy dad that’s having tea/playing pretend with his child

He can and will switch his child out of a class if a teacher is unfair. A lot of adopted children may have a hard time adjusting, and not all teachers know how to handle that. If they can’t, Miguel will find someone who does. 

Miguel is going to be overprotective of his child. He chose to adopt his child, and it’s his job as a father to make sure his child thrives. He’s not going to allow anyone to drag his kid down the path Miguel himself once walked.

Miguel is that dad that doesn’t talk a lot, but you can talk about anything with. It doesn’t matter what it is, he’s going to listen. 

Sabu

Sabu doesn’t care about age when he adopts a kid. He would be prone to adopting a child that’s mute or deaf, or a child with another disability. 

I have a headcanon that Sabu doesn’t talk much, but knows sign language.  

He’s also very quiet and patient,  and not much phases him. He’s also very flexible, and is willing to make big changes if that’s what his child needs

Sabu is also very involved with schooling, even if most of the staff find him unnerving. It doesn’t take long for them to warm up to him though. Sabu has a good heart, even if he makes a bad first impression. 

Sabu helps with homework, and is fine with taking breaks and coming back if his child becomes frustrated. 

He will totally get a side car for his motorcycle 

If the kid he adopts doesn’t know sign language, Sabu teaches them.

Sabu loves for his child to be passionate about their hobbies. 

Sabu likes it when his child expresses themselves, even if it’s not always traditionally.

If Sabu has a kid, and they want to do his mane, he’ll let them. He doesn’t even mind going out in public with it if his child is particularly proud of it.

Never is afraid of telling his child he loves them, or that he’s proud of them.

Jinma

Jinma would do better adopting a child that was a smidge older.

He does a lot of research before adoption, and tries to find information on what to do, what you two need, and problems that may come up

If they are older, Jinma is going to get them a psychologist if they need one. If they’ve been in the system for a while, they may need a third party to talk to

Jinma is also going to make sure his child has no siblings out there. If they do, he’s going to do his best to reunite them. If they’re not adopted yet, expect Jinma to try and adopt them as well.

Jinma is big on school, so he tries to learn what kind of schooling works best for his child. Are they a tactile learner? A reader? Once he knows, he works in that learning preference for homework. 

Jinma is great at communicating with his adopted child, even if they aren’t a great talker. 

Jinma doesn’t need his child to call him dad, but if they do, he’ll be thrilled.

Dope

Dope could adopt any age of child and be happy

Dope is great at reading body language, so it’s easy for him to understand what is child is saying, even if they don’t want to talk initially. 

Dope is also very big on schooling, but he tries to find a school his child is comfortable with.

If his child was close with their foster parents, Dope is fine keeping them in their lives if they’re also okay with it. 

Dope reads to his kid every night. He will also never say ‘no’ if they want books from a store (but they have to be paperback)

Dope is the dad who will le their kid crawl into bed if they have a bad dream. He also gets up so you can sleep. 

Dope finds the best way to communicate with his kid, and loves spending time with them. 

Dope is what teachers fear. Parent teach night involves Dope trying to figure out lesson plans, accuracies in education, and making sure his child is set up to succeed. He’s both a pain in the ass for the teacher, and a blessing, since he will always be there if they need chaperones or any other volunteers. 

Hino

Hino would rather adopt a child that’s younger, but they don’t have to be a baby (he’s fine if they are though)

Hino puts all his love into his child. It doesn’t matter that they’re adopted, they’re his

Hino loves styling his child, but is fine when they pick out their own outfits (even if it hurts his inner fashionista)

Loves doing family activities with all of you together

If they have a nightmare, and need dad to be there, he’s going to fall asleep in their room

That dad that has waaayyyy too many pictures of his child. He screensaver is you and your child.

Hino is always there for any event, but avoids the PTA. 

That being said, he will volunteer for events, and weaponize his good looks. 

Builds up his child’s self-esteem. No matter what species they are, they’re beautiful. Not only that, but they’re smart and capable. Hino wants them to know there’s so much more besides looks. 

[louve-garoue]

Legend and his Nameless Daemon

Ok I'm up now and since I didn't receive any ask for the LU Daemon AU I'm gonna arbitrarily start with Legend for no reason.

His Daemon is a Pink Rabbit, I'm not going to change their inner self if they already a canon one. The Daemon doesn't have a name (I'll come back to it later) so he will be refered to as Hero in this (that my default nickname for the Links's Daemon). His Human Body still has the same nickname we know (Legend, Veteran, etc) but if they talk to the Pair then put the nicknames in a plural form (Legends, Veterans, etc).

Hero is settled. It happened after Koholint, that's when Legends knew that all those quest have let a permanent mark on him. And it was far from the last.

Hero has two main side. First he's cold toward strangers. He doesn't trust them to be competent or to not be against him for whatever reason. He's very wary and jumpy and don't form bond easely. He wants to be alone and not be bothered or talked to by anyone. That's why, despite having separated nickname for the Human and Daemon to be addressed indepedently being the social norm in Legend's Hyrule, Hero chose to be Nameless and tell everyone to address his Human part with their Name. This led to many scene like this :

"You chose to be Nameless ? Ridiculous, how would we address you ?"

"Don't address me, leave me alone, forget my existence you'll be doing me a favor"

Hero hates adventures and travelling. He wishes his Human would settle down in his house with Ravio but he's dismissed each time he bringing up the subject. Hero hate adventuring.

But he loves saving people. And we're discovering his soft side. The side that made him only take the form of fluffy animal before he was settled. Hero cares a lot and all the mistrust and danger in the world won't stoping him for trying to help someone in need. And once he starting trusting you and caring for you ? Then he's a big soft boy. He'll give praise without shame, he let the others pet him whenever they want or need it (he can make himself tangible without Legend permission), he hates when they're underappreciate themself it makes him angry, he say out loud the soft thoughts Human Legend hide behind snark without restraint (it drives the human crazy btw). He's a worrywart and will always be worried for those he cares about. He's more overprotective than Twilight ! Once he's got close to someone and they know each other name he ask that someone to give him a nickname so that they can address him. He kept those nickname close to his heart and never forget or confuse them. You have :

Legend - Hibiscus (given after he settled the old one didn't fit anymore),

Warriors - Blanket,

Wind - Breeze,

Wild - Cherry,

Hyrule - Hug,

Sky - Softie,

Four - Flame,

Twilight - Sunrise,

Time - Bun-bun

Honestly Legend had been shocked with how quickly Hibiscus warmed up to everyone but they're their past and future self what do you want ?

Legend and Hero relationship isn't the greatest. Like I said Hero shamelessly reveals Legend deep thoughts that he wanted hidden, plus Hero rather harsh on Legend and is always critizing him. When they fight Legend has the tendencies to grab Hero in a way that could be painful, hurt him a little or at the very least is uncomfortable (like grabing him by the ears or the back of his neck). But that's about all for now and those issues aren't even that rare. Hero isn't the most tactile Daemon but he's always close to Legend's legs and at the end of the day Hero will be on Legend torso while he sleeps and get as little sleep as possible and standing guard to wake him up if monster arrive.

Last thing : the Dark World Curse is to switch the Human and Daemon form. So you had a grumpy pink bunny Legend (or other fluffy animal he wasn't settled yet in alttp) and his Hylian Daemon whose equally as grumpy as him about this changement but don't blame anyone for this except Legend. Twilight's Curses Pendant supposedely do the same.

[buckleyblueyes]

Charlie! Your tags are so sweet thank you!! 💗💜💙

Your fic is so good! So sweet and fluffy!! I love Eddie being tactile with Buck so much. He’s such a big softie. 

[likesomekindofcheese]

can i ask borhap boys x scorpio lover? thanks 💖

Sure thing! Joe’s already been done so let's move on to the other main three. The only thing I will add is that your couple name would be ScoriJOE.

 Thank you so much for your patience! I hope you like it!

cw: mentions of sex and drinking

Soooo, Rami:

Sensuality and Sexuality into one hot package!!! Ok, so even if you would prefer to wait or avoid doing the do, you enjoy the sense of being with each other. Rami is always clean and smells nice and he always says your legs feel nice to touch and his hand wanders there You both are pleasure seekers and give in to carnal desires…like buttered popcorn and fragrant candles. And of course, doing the deed too.

You both tend to close out the world for romantic privacy. Rami can hardly go out in public without getting recognized anymore so he enjoys making any place he is with you a safe haven.

When he saw some other guy flirting with you at some fancy party he brought you too, he got very nervous. You both want a love that lasts, and he isn’t one to even flirt with other people when he’s seeing someone. And you feel the same!

He loves your magnetic aura and intuition appeal to him. Somehow you know when he’s down or whatever he is feeling.

Rami is tactile and super loyal. He loves holding your hand in public or in little press photos when you have to make a stop somewhere, just to assure you that you are still safe and loved.

He shows you how to relax and let down your guard. You were suuuuper nervous at first dating him but he had such a sweet, calming presence to him that soon enough you were talking all about your childhood memories and deepest fears with him.

He is your safe haven. You resting place. You look at him and you’re home. He looks at you, and he has his soul.

 Gwil:

You tend to overanalyze everything Gwil does when you fall for him. Every last text and emoji has you and your friends and family screaming. Meanwhile, he is hesitant to approach you and screaming inside.

He is very charming with you, like an old fashioned gentleman he holds open doors and helps you out of cars. He also oozes out compliments from everything from your strong mind to your butt.

He tells you that you are strong and have come so far, to not doubt yourself.

You tell him its okay to open up time to time, even when it feels scary! Whenever he asked something other than small talk on date number 3, you were sweating, but it felt good to reveal bits of yourself. It creates a special, trusting intimacy between you two.

You are big softies together and you tease him often. “Hmm, for a Welsh man, you don’t have much of a Welsh accent!” you would say.

“I make up for it in the beer and football!” he replies.

He shows you how to have fun, you tend to brood a little bit so he will walk outside and even childishly splash a rain puddle at you or try to jump over them

You both have sharp wits. Sometimes at an event with a lot of people, you sit in the corner and judge them while sipping champagne. Together.

 Ben:

He shows you his goofy side. He still has that Disney onesie from the Tokyo trip gifted to him and often he will put it on once he feels comfortable.

He gives you time to come out of your shell. You tend to sometimes close off so he is soooo patient, especially at the beginning. No matter what physical, emotional, spiritual, or psychological problem you have, Ben helps you out.

You are soulful lovers who prove you are worthy of each other! You arrive home with a full record of his favorite music to see Ben has cleaned your place spotless and made your favorite dessert.

Though you both tend to be private about the lovey dovey stuff. When you met the other BohRap people, they were surprised you two were dating because in public you both almost seem platonic.

You have strong intuition together and know what’s up (like with Rami). One time Ben knew you weren’t feeling too chipper so he said nothing and let you watch your favorite shows until you were ready to talk.

It also works the other way around. When he gets in a dark mood- say, he was rejected from an audition- you tend to be the one to lure him out and help him feel better.

Physical signs of love and sex come (ha ha) naturally. Ben is surprisingly tender in the way he holds you and cuddles you. However far you are ready to go with him, it feels natural and any nerves melt away after he kisses you.

 Taglist: @queenlover05

[always-tilting-at-windmills]

[bwoahtastic]

is kimi a cuddler in the pack verse?

Well I think almost everyone in this quite tactile by nature, but Kimi, being a quite imposing Alpha, normally tries to keep his distance, especially from the younger Betas and Omegas. So he is not necessarily snuggly when it comes to initiating cuddles.

That being said he is a big old softie who loves his whole Pack dearly. The moment any of his Pack Mates seeks him out, especially when any of them are feeling anxious, he turns into a big ol' teddy bear. He will find a blanket, wrap his Pack Mate up in it and cuddle with them until they feel better

[higglety]

I desperately need to read a fic where the rest of the cinderkids treat AF like the adorable puppy they are and shower them in affection and attention. Not in an infantilizing way, just in a comfortable tactile affectionate way. I'm such a sucker for the "demonstrative affectionate one/prickly reserved one who is secretly a big softie" dynamic, and this is a polycule with one precious ray of sunshine and TWO prickly cynical reserved bitchy assholes AS WELL AS a reserved emotionally restrained jock working through his own shit, and god I just want to read about the other three being soft around AF. Maybe defending them against the social backlash of the events of the oneshot?

[trailerparkflower]

hello i’m sorry to bother you but i’m in the process of writing my first harringtove fic and i was wondering if you have any tips on writing for Billy or Steve? especially Billy? if not thank you anyways and i love your work!!

hi hello im so sorry im answering only now! u see im not very active lately cuz my health isnt very good lately:( im so happy what u writing ur first harringrove fic u go baby!!! good luck and looots of inspo AND time to write for u hehe. and that's so cute what u asking me who aren't a very cool writer?? like?! wow u sweet thing!

Billy is honestly hard guy to write for me too, because u know he is just FULL of rage and fire and its one of many things i dont rly have in me! but it makes it even more fun to write him. im trying to keep his canon traits in mind when i write him, like:

he is actually very sensitive. he feels a LOT, cries like a crybaby. he is one of that fuckboys who post dumb sad boy memes. Very sensitive, very emotional

he ALWAYS naturally fills all free space to himself, he dominates it. its probably comes from his home life situation where he has to walk on the eggshells, but its still not a forced thing-he does it when he is relaxed, too. It's his natural trait. He is kinda like a big cat, or a lion pride male, he spreads his shoulders, he has a wide posture, he puts his arms on every free surface around him, he plants his feet wide. (and that's why im think he's a big spoon heh)

manipulative, charming, dangerous, good at getting information and good in observing things

literally a peacock. Sometimes reminds me of Johnny Bravo with his ways to flirt ghjkwj. Flexes his muscules, stands in a dramatic pose, pretties up himself with male jewelry, makes bedroom eyes, lowers his voice.......

a rollercoaster of a person-one second he is chill and calm, another second he is ANGRY and u never know what will make him mad and what will make him amused

Gross and nasty boy who isn't very hygienic

he is a secret romantic because that's how Dacre apparently sees him. fuckboy on the streets prince charming on the sheets!

insecure about himself but makes sure what no one will see it

very tactile, with both humans (like how he grabs Max when he's mad, on how is he CONSTANTLY touching-grinding-pushing Steve) and objects (how he plays with his zippo, how he puts hands on his car)

power-thirsty (bAnNED foR LIFE) and dominant person. He enjoys power so much like he is high on it. He is pushy even when he flirts, he is just very aries, u know?

ENERGETIC! he has too much energy!!! YET can be bored to death and really indifferent

mommy issues

im think its also important to remember what Dacre had his favorite headcanon about Billy having a God Complex and this is why Billy carries himself around with such confidence. He is religious, but like...in a strange strange way...

Very strong mentally, strong and brave even when is scared a lot. Stubborn also!

SECRETLY SUPER PROTECTIVE

He loveeees attention. u know he does.

 wow dis went long. i also realized what i dont write much meta on Billy in my blog, considering the fact i always seek hidden stuff for Steve and analyze him a lots. im think its cuz fandom dont rly writes much for Steve so i have to concentrate on him usually!! okay and for Steve, i also have these main traits what helps me to write him:

ANXIOUS! im think he has big anxiety issues, and even social anxiety. panics a lot and yells a lot and sometimes can act paranoid

he is charming. he is cute, and he is pretty in that soft but boyish way and he knows it, and he uses it when he wants to get something. which is kinda manipulative too but like...cute manipulative..

a Brat (big pout is his super attack), dramatic

Funny!!! Loves to joke. Jokes a lot in all of the situations-when he is in danger, when he is flirting, when he tries to comfort someone, he just always tries to be this positive joking guy

he is Bossy, but he also kind of a Pushover (because cmon, all his crushes is girls who can beat his ass and all his best friends-Tommy and Dustin-are a lot more active and pushy and Steve just goes along with it)

Daddy Issues (did u ever thought about how much he says about his dad being a jerk?)

big softie, hates conflicts, hates fights, hates confrontations, the coziest and lovey-dovey moment are the happiest he is. he just wanna hold hands and make love and maybe eat something yummy and call it a good day

yet he can be a really mean bitch, st1 Steve is SO Regina George. King Steve and King Billy is a very different types of popular jocks, because while Billys is an alpha dog aggressive active bully, Steve was more of a queen bee, idk? like its Tommy who was his muscle tank, Steve usually just stayed on the side and pouted/had that mean girl smile

does then thinks 

PROTECTIVE!!!!!!!!! VERY!!!!!!!!!

insecure and self-deprecating. thinks he is dumb:( 

he is playful, kind of immature, kind of lazy. Childish a bit, Joe himself said what Dustin is even more mature than Steve in some ways. and with that also comes some pureness, and even the way he trusts people who gonna let him down is how kids trust to people 

okay so!! i really really hope its gonna help u, even if a little bit! im sure ur writing gonna be really lovely