#cove makes me THINK

[sugar-omi]

I GIVE YOU MORE COVE THOUGHTS

Imagine Step 4 Cove being out really late cause of something (I imagine it’s a party/get together but it could be whatever) and he’s not getting home till sometime after midnight so the MC is staying home alone, now I have two scenarios that can play out from that (if you have more feel free to go off about em I love reading them)

Option A: Cove finally gets home and is just ready to flop into bed and knock out with the MC in his arms but notices that the lights and tv in the living room are on and when he goes in he sees the MC fast asleep on the couch (plus points if they’re wearing one of his shirts/sweaters or cuddling with a plushie he got them) and cause it’s late and he’s tired Cove gets a little sentimental at the sight cause awwww the person he loves was staying up late just to wait for him they really love him *cue MC waking up only to see Cove petting their head and crying*

Option B: (This ones leans more towards the party option) While Coves at a party without any of his close friends he just calls the MC who turns out is actually wide awake which worries Cove but MC promises that they’re fine (“I’ve stayed up later for school this is basically nothing!”) and Cove and the MC just talk to each other for a solid hour until Cove decide that he wants to be home right now and he tells the MC he’s gonna be home soon then abruptly hangs up. Ten minutes later Cove bursts through the front door of his home with the MC and promptly tackle hugs the MC the second he sees them again

Clingy Cove <3

so I typed smth n accidently deleted it.....

ANYWAY :,)

imagine cove tries to go to a party on campus but the beer is shitty, the drunk girls trying to hit on him has gotten on his last nerve and so he leaves

he decides to call you, tired and a bit irritated bc his friend from class ditched him. well, friend is a loose word anyway.

surpsingly!! you answer

well, maybe not surprising since you say you're trying to grind out this essay due tomorrow.

cove laughs, "sounds better than this party.."

and you let him complain a bit, which somehow turns into a ramble abt his fish getting fat

after awhile w you laughing and joking n mumbling as you type out the last bit of your essay, cove decides he wants to see you

"im coming over"

he hangs up before you can say anything and starts the trek to your on-campus house, to which he breaks into a sprint once he sees you outside, wrapped up in a blanket as you wait for him

"y/n!!!"

he throws his arms around you, rocking you side to side and burying his face in your hair/neck. "you smell nice.."

and you giggle bc his lips are against your skin so you can feel the vibrations of his voice

after practically dragging cove into the house and up to your bedroom, he falls into bed with you after you give him some snacks and let him wash up in your bathroom

n you're laying there, staring at each other n trying to be quiet bc your roommates are asleep but you're both giggling n whispering and the bed creaks bc you're constantly tangling your bodies together, trying to get closer

finally the sun is coming up n you're both asleep w cove basically on top of you and your roommate busts in, trying to wake you up for your class only to find you snuggled up w cove<333

[mistyscenter]

I love that this fandom doesn't understand Baxter's character, I adore how they patronize him,a whole ass adult, for facing the consequences of his actions.

I love how people make him feel like a sad little baby when he leaves mc as if that's not something he made extremely clear. I love how people treat this 19 year old as if he's not old enough to understand the consequences of his actions. I love how Baxter is aware of his flaw's but feels like he can't break them because people only see him as a tool and this fandom reinforces that.

I love how people will get mad at Nico for doing the cardinal crime of being 6 years old but will baby a 24 year old Baxter. I love how people make him this charismatic rich guy when it's shown that he's a hot mess that doesn't know what he wants. I love that Baxter's whole character arc is about his self sabotaging tendencies and how everyone ignores that. I love that people fell in love with the mask he had for most of the dlc.

I love that this fandom lacks reading comprehension skills and understanding of nuance characters, great job everyone for not understanding how writing works :)

[hippolotamus]

📝📝📝📝 for make me write pls ❤️🥰

Of course 🥰 I was going to stick to the 4 lines you asked for, but I got carried away and needed someone else to cry with me. Bon appetit (and I'm sorry... kinda)

Smaller hands wrap around his and Lucy’s asking him a question but it’s all garbled, like he’s underwater.   “Buck? Can you hear me? Answer me. Evan!”  Her voice is floaty and distant, carrying an urgency she so rarely uses, always the level-headed sense of reason. He can’t bring himself to react to it, to answer her. He remains frozen in place, staring at the man in their entryway. The man who is sheepishly staring back at him while audaciously resembling the love of his life.  “Hello, Buck.” Eddie says softly, his calm manner of speaking breaking through to pull Buck from his haze. The intonation matches every memory from before. All of the conversations and laughter as they worked side by side, hushed confessions, cries of pleasure. The hesitant disbelief seeking confirmation about their future. Harsh, embittered words shouted across a too small room that eventually melted to wet, salty kisses and improbable assurances.

also asked by @diazsdimples @daffi-990 @eddiebabygirldiaz @stereopticons

np tagging some others who have shown interest @statueinthestone @tizniz @one-aye-teen @watchyourbuck @kitteneddiediaz

@bi-buckrights @spotsandsocks @slightlyobsessedwitheverything @theotherbuckley @giddyupbuck 💞

[pitske]

fallen from grace...

Mangle's party tricks etc.

[angel-cove-choir]

"harrassment is never ok no matter what side" have you considered idgaf

[obey-me-headquarters]

Impatience fills the air. Like a tiger ready to strike or a coiled band bending to break. The atmosphere hangs heavily between you, Cove, and Baxter.

It was a normal evening for the three of you, or as normal as your new relationship could be. An evening spent in and enjoying each other's cooking that started out playful slowly turned more and more heated as the night went on.

With the food eaten and the dishes being washed, the tension was palpable. Baxter is on washing duty, while Cove dries and you put the dishes away. Every touch as plants were passed lingered, and glances got more and more heated.

Finally, the band broke. Lunging forward, you grab Baxter by the collar and push him against the sink. He raises his eyebrows at the suddenness but melts into the kiss with a needy moan.

Cove sheepishly glances over his shoulder at the two of you, wet dish still in hand. His eagerness bleeding through, but his shyness halting him from making any sudden moves.

Your tongue slips into Baxter's willing mouth, welcomed with a needy moan. The both of you were nearly lost in your heated embrace. Tongues pressing against each other and hands desperately clenching clothing. Yet your mind couldn't help but wander to your other partner. A sidelong glance reveals Cove standing off to the side, wet dish in hand, his want so earnestly on display.

Well, that certainly wouldn't do.

Working on pure impulse, you grab onto Cove's shirt in a blind grab and pull him towards you. Breaking the kiss with Baxter, you swiftly direct your attention towards your sea formed haired lover. A startled squeak escapes his lips as you lean forward to press your lips against his.

Baxter observes you two through hooded eyes, slumped against the counter as he desperately tries to catch his breath.

"As fun as kissing in the kitchen is, do you mind if we take this a bit more comfortable?" Baxter asks.

You loathe to put an end to your sudden make-out session, but you could see the appeal of the suggestion. You didn't want one of the first times the three of you were intimate to be in a kitchen.

With a grumble, you lean away from Cove, who gives you a confused look.

"H-huh? We're- what?"

Obviously, he didn't hear what Baxter had suggestioned, to preoccupied with having your tongue down his throat. With a laugh, you pull Cove by the hand and grab Baxter's on your way, too.

It was a bit awkward trying to lead them both, but by Baxter's pleased snicker, you guess that the two of them made due. It wasn't long before the three of you arrived at your door, which you kicked out as you were out of hands to open it with.

"Um, I could have opened that for you." Cove states behind you.

Yet you pay him mind, quickly leading your two lovers towards the bed. Cove falls first onto it, and you halt Baxter with another kiss.

Grinning, he leans into it, and you push him into Cove's lap. Cove gratefully accepts his gift and wraps his lips around Baxter's neck while your own is still pressed against Baxter's. Trailing kisses up and down the shorter man's neck, Cove stops at his mole. Knowing that it's one of the most sensitive spots on his body, Cove ghosts his lips over the spot.

With a choked-off moan, Baxter gasps against your lips. An airly chuckle escapes your lips, and you ever so slightly lean away, just to enjoy the sight of Baxter squirming against Cove. The taller man was caging him in with his body, holding him against his chest as he teased the skin around Baxter's oh so sensitive mole. Baxter wasn't that short of a guy, but Cove was extremely tall, and he used every inch to his advantage as he held Baxter against him.

It was obviously doing something for Baxter, too, judging by the way he leaned back into the hold, as if he wanted to envelop fully. With a smirk, Baxter glances towards you, obviously wondering where you've gone, but not too disappointed with who you left him with.

Before he could say a no doubt sophisticated and playful remark, you leaned forward and captured his mouth in a kiss. Yet this kiss was less about getting acquainted with the inside of his mouth and more about exploration as your hands trail alongside his body.

Reaching his crotch your hands confidently pressed against it, earning your a groan from the monochromatic man, which you happily swallowed. Baxter was throughly overwhelmed sandwiched between you and Cove, a fact he was acutely aware of. When you leaned back to catch your breath, Baxter stammers out:

"Don't- don't you two want to enjoy each other's company a bit more?"

Grinning deviously at him, you very much did not. Content with overwhelming him with pleasure he never thought he would receive. Cove obviously had a similar thought as he reached around Baxter to undo his shirt buttons.

"No." He whispered bluntly into the shell of Baxter's ear, earning him a delicious shudder.

With a defeated sigh, Baxter relaxes into the hold. "Well, I wouldn't stop you two since you're so determined."

"Good, you couldn't if you tired." You reply with a grin before dropping to your knees.

Hastily, you grab onto Baxter's belt and loosen the buckle. Flinging it over your shoulder the moment it's loose enough you make quick work of the buttons and zipper, cursing yourself for not removing his clothing before sitting him down, but too impatient to stop now. With an annoyed grunt, you pull down his pants, not even bothering to remove them fully, and let them hang around his ankles.

Finally you see what you're been thinking about all night, Baxter's cock. Unfortunately, it's still clothed by his cute leaf boxers, but it's half hard and dripping, creating a wet patch. You knew that Baxter was needy, but you didn't know that a few kisses were all that was needed to get him this worked up.

Kissing the wet patch, Baxter bucks against you, almost hitting you in the face. Luckily you're able to lean back before he does.

"Sorry, th-that was rude of me. I just- hmp!" Baxter throws his head back with a moan as Cove sucks a hickey around his mole while his hands reach down to hold Baxter down.

"Don't worry, I'll keep him still for you." Cove states.

You know that Baxter isn't going anyway with Cove holding him down. His hard earned muscles he got from his summers of surfing being put to use as he holds Baxter tightly against him.

With a smirk you pull the leaf boxers down to his ankles, and enjoy the sight of Baxter's hard cock leaking against his stomach. Licking your lips you lean forward to give his slit a kiss, earning you a breathy groan.

Cove's hands wrap firmly around Baxter's thighs, spreading his legs for you and holding him in place.

"Good luck, you're going to need it." He says ominously into Baxter's ear.

"I- what?" Baxter asks confused, he's never been victim to your mouth on his cock before, unlike Cove who knew exactly what you're capable of.

Before he can get an answer, your lips wrap around his dick. You only take a moment to savor the taste of his precum and compare it to Cove's, before your tongue works its magic.

"Ugh! O-oh, my- hmp! Now wait just a- fuck!" Baxter throws his head back with a throaty groan. You're glad that Cove had the foresight to hold Baxter down, because the way he's thrashing right now would surely dislodge you from your spot. Fortunately, with his strong hold, Baxter remains held in place as you treat him to the otherworldly experience of your mouth.

No amount of squirming, thrashing, or withering could deter you, as Baxter quickly surmised, not that he stopped doing any of those things as you sucked. The moans and groans you pull out of him are entirely involuntary, as Baxter would prefer if you and Cove didn't hear such neediness from him so early into your relationship. But there was no helping it, and he quickly spilled a mix of "Please," "Oh god," and language you didn't think the normally sophisticated man would ever confess to knowing.

Cove decided that he wouldn't completely overwhelm the poor man, at least, not yet, and took a break from painting his neck with hickeys. Instead, he was content to watch Baxter lose all sense of composer against him.

"Fuck- please, oh God I can't!" Baxter moaned, and that was all the warning before he came into your mouth.

Normally, he was a lot more polite, warning about any spilling, but all sense of decency was clearly sucked out of him. You let yourself enjoy the unique taste of his spent before swallowing, mouth still wrapped around his dick. Baxter mewled softly at the sensation but was too worn to complain.

Leaning back you wipe all drool and uncaught cum from your chin with the back of the hand, and chuckled when you caught sight of Baxter.

You were getting used to seeing him more relaxed and messy, but you have yet to see just how far he could let himself go until now. He laid boneless in Cove's hold, the taller man's hold being the only thing keeping him unright. His eyes were glossed over and his pupils were so dilated that it made him look cat like. Mouth hanging slightly open, a few drops of drool spill down his chin.

Cove is no longer holding him so tightly, instead choosing a loser hold against his chest. Leaning down, he presses a kiss onto Baxter's forehead, and that seems to snap him out of his daze.

Looking down at you with hooded eyes accusatory, Baxter asks:

"Where in the world did you learn to do that with your tongue?"

[toasteaa]

Toast please I'm begging for more details on that folklore au!!!

Anon I'm so sorry, I really don't have that much on hand! And I would really hesitate to call it a folklore au because I don't really know if it is really a folklore au! I would actually direct you over to @persicipen for their delightful fic series on a more folklore take!

My thoughts/au is a little different if I'm being honest and far less thought out! Actually if I'm really being honest, there isn't any actual concrete au to begin with! It's always changing based on whatever new little ideas I come up with!

[aruban-spaceshuttle]

[xeelane]

thinking about redoing my entire island on ACNH to be Sunset Bird and other locations in-game

[milqueskin]

She's here.

[moosemaster]

finished dereks dlc...

[carbkaiju]

I wanna say it The music in DD2 is such a downgrade :\

And the game has the same composer as the first. so what happened? The music all has the same melody and sounds like it's being piped in from another room underground. The equalizing is very muted, I strongly guess the reason is to make the music more streamer friendly so it's easier for people to talk over the game.

The music from the Warrens AND the Cove still shake my damn heart, it's incredible stuff! Each zone in DD1 has a unique melody and instrumentation, it goes above and beyond to build atmosphere.

I was disappointed to find the last confession boss has the same music as fighting The Heart. Really. I wanted to feel the horror of fighting this monstrosity - instead I was given trodden ground.

[emerson-grimes-apologist]

Happy Deep Thoughts Thursday! I'm bored and thought this would be fun.

[that0nebird]

I'm making an anklet because OLBA has taken over my life and I got so lucky the gummy bear charms I had ordered for it only came with ONE red gummy bear

[holdenhandswithyou]

cove holden playlist from last year that i still add songs to 🫣

[ectoplasmer]

voicing how I get insecure over the fact that I can’t handle horror as well as the bakurae can because i’m a wimp and having a 50/50 chance of being met with a response like “oh no that’s fine!! that just means you’re more sane than me” or “you haven’t seen nor experienced nearly the amount things I have but yes you are a wimp”