#his little hair floof 🥺

[catcze]

I have nails tooo!!! I need to go in like 2 weeks lol BUT I thought of like,, stressed Wrio and you have him lay his head down on your lap or his desk while you’re next to him and just *scritch scratch* his scalp and relax him 🥺 he deserves it

OH BABY the way i have a shitload of ideas i've been collecting in my little notes with this scenario in mind 🫣🤭 No spoilers for whatever i got planned, but 👀

Wriothesley would absolutely adore it whenever you get your nails done. Yes, one of those reasons is because you're so happy and proud of your nails whenever you get back. You're waving them in his face, crowing about how slay their design is, and he has the perfect excuse to hold your hands for an extended period of time while he looks over them and agree that they are, indeed, very slay.

But this? This is another reason, too.

You're both on the couch on his office— you seated normally, but Wriothesley sprawled out with his head in your lap and your hand in his hair. Your nails rake through his hair soothingly, careful not to snag on any tangles, careful to scratch him just the way he likes to have him basically purring in your hold. He's basically putty in your hands, not unlike a large, fluffy dog throwing itself at you for head scratches.

"Mm, a little higher, sweetheart," Wriothesley murmurs, voice heavy and drowsy. So vulnerable around you. Only around you. Following his instructions, you dutifully scratch a little higher, and it works. He nuzzles further into your lap, burying himself into your embrace like he never wants to leave.

"You're such a baby," you tease him. But still, when he moves his head to get a better angle, your hand follows along, too. You won't deny the things it does to your heart to see him so soft like this, at ease and relaxed in your hold.

Wriothesley's head tilts a bit, just enough that your eyes connect with his pale blue ones. You can see his cheeky smile, half-hidden by your lap, and the dimple at the corner of his lips. "I’m your baby," he says and oh the way he's looking at you, the way his cheek rests on your thigh— the way he says it because he knows it, and the way his gaze rests on you like you're the best thing that's ever happened to him— it has you feeling dizzy.

The hand in his hair starts up again, scratching and tugging at his black floof to pull his gaze away because archons you might just cry if he looks at you like that any longer. Wriothesley begins humming and purring again, melting into your lap like that's where he belongs.

"Yeah," you say, willing him not to feel the shake in your hands as you pet him so damn gently, and not to hear the stuttering of your heart in your chest. "Yeah, you are."

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[rottenpumpkin13]

more dad friend Angeal and mom friend Genesis pls I need floof 🥺

Angeal And Genesis Parenting Sephiroth Headcanons

• Genesis brushes Sephiroth's hair for him when he's too exhausted or can't muster up the energy to. He makes Sephiroth sit on the bed and takes slow, gentle strokes so that he doesn't hurt him. Sometimes he'll talk softly, others he'll hum or quote a poem.

Sephiroth likes the way Genesis braids his hair over when he does it himself. There's no difference, but Sephiroth claims "it feels better."

• Sephiroth thinks he's being a rotten friend when he steals Angeal's hoodies. He still hasn't caught on that they're all his exact size and preferred style, and will probably never find out that Angeal buys them specifically for him to "steal."

• Genesis likes to eat apples around Sephiroth so he can share it with him. He doesn't think his friend eats enough fruit, and is more than happy to sit with him, cut up pieces with his pocket knife and hand them to him one by one.

• They always put Sephiroth in the middle when they're sitting together.

• This extends to their sleepovers, where Sephiroth sleeps in the middle, sandwiched between them.

• Whenever Genesis and Angeal go grocery shopping (together or alone) they remember to buy Sephiroth snacks he likes and to keep their cupboards stocked with his favorite things. It's one of the many ways they make sure Sephiroth eats since he's prone to forgetting to feed himself.

• Angeal hugs him and doesn't pull away first.

• Angeal likes to cook, Genesis likes to bake on occasion. Sephiroth can cook, but he's not nearly as adept as the other two. Angeal and Genesis share the kitchen sometimes making dinner and dessert respectively.

Sephiroth helps by chopping and stirring things—that is, when he's not sitting on the counter and watching them. Genesis gives him the spoons to lick. Angeal lets him taste things to make sure he likes them.

• Genesis once bought him an "adult" coloring book to see if it would help with stress. He didn't expect Sephiroth to finish it within the week. "Coloring book for Seph" is now a permanent item on his shopping list and he makes sure to check whenever they're running out.

• They will never embarrass Sephiroth by grabbing his hands to cross the street. But Sephiroth walks too fast and often impatiently crosses the street before the light turns green (he has social anxiety to thank for that). So they've developed the habit of walking on either side of Sephiroth and keeping him close, gently nudging him with their arms.

• One time Hojo insisted on keeping Sephiroth overnight to monitor his mako levels. Genesis and Angeal heard this and didn't think twice before going to R&D to stay with him. Sephiroth figured it was the shock of seeing the two SOLDIERs show up at 1 AM that killed Hojo's protests. The three of them sat on a cold metal slab table for hours—with Sephiroth in the middle.

The sound of beeping monitors were drowned out by soft laughter, conversation, and a half-hearted game of Queen's Blood. Eventually Genesis and Angeal fell asleep, slumped on Sephiroth's shoulders. In that moment, Sephiroth forgot what it was like to feel unsafe in the labs.

• Genesis always keeps a spare hair tie or two in his pocket in case Sephiroth needs it.

• Sephiroth once fell asleep on the couch in Angeal's office one night when they were going over assignment details. Angeal knew how little sleep Sephiroth had been getting lately, so he opted to carry him back up to his apartment. Thank the goddess that the only person he ran into was Genesis, who followed them back and made a fuss of getting Sephiroth's bed ready for him.

• One time Gen and 'Geal are standing in line at a store. The lady in friend of them makes an offhand comment about how she's glad her child isn't with her to ask for something from the candy display.

Genesis: Tell me about it.

Angeal: What is it with kids and mediocre candy?

Lady: Oh! You two have a child?

*Genesis and Angeal look over and see Sephiroth excitedly coming towards them. He has a box of limited edition materia lollipops in his hands*

Genesis: Close enough.

[georgiapeach30513]

How about a floof with Mimi and Papa alone? Just them looking at their family photo albums and reminiscing over the photos of their babies and grandbabies with their “remember this/remember when…?” and iconic “i love you, our life was worth it.” 🥰

Well, you know that today is the one year anniversary with the one shot, Desperate Affairs 😂 who knew that this little one shot was going to spawn into a series, but also a GIAGANTIC AU? I still remember coming back from Dollywood and just brainstorming what was going to happen in a one shot featuring Ransom and Andy. And never did I imagine all this a year later. Two days after the one shot, I got sick with covid, and was out of commission for 9 days, fevered the whole nine days, and just binged watched Chris Evans movies, I slept most of the time. But I had these crazy fever dreams with all the Chrises, thus, the Desperate Verse was born.

So without further adieu, lets look into Ransom and Kitten having a moment, with just Ransom and Kitten. No dogs, no kids, no babies. We know that Kitten went through a lot of pain to get to where she was, but she loves reminding her baby, that she would do it all over again to get this life.

Also in celebration of the one year anniversary, drop me an ask about ANYTHING in the verse. I'm hoping to get a lot more of my asks out this week. I miss my babies!

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Hugh Ransom Drysdale Was Worth It

Summary:  You and Ransom reminisce 

Pairings:  Ransom X Reader

Rating:  🥺😢😂😏😍

Warnings:  language, some touchy subjects (if you’ve read about Ransom and Kitten’s life, you already know) Ransom just being his ridiculous self, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  2.7K

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You head towards Ransom’s favorite sitting room.  You had looked for that man for what felt like an hour, it was your least favorite thing about this big house.  Stopping in the doorway, to see him leaning over a photo album.  He takes a deep breath sighing, and you walk over to your pretty boy.  Still as handsome as the first day that you saw him in he-who-must-not-be-named’s office.  

Sure Ransom had a few more lines on his face, but most were around his eyes from the happy life that you guys had made for yourself.  His hair was thinning, he had bits of gray in his hair and beard, but you found him more attractive than ever.  When you thought about forever with someone, it was always with him.

Stepping up behind him, he leans back to look up at you, and you give him his favorite, upside down kiss.  Walking around the sofa to see him looking at pictures from the day that Iris Jade Barber became Iris Jade Drysdale.  Ransom had never hesitated to adopt your sweet, sleepy girl.  And in a short time, she became his sweet, sleepy girl.  You might have had a good relationship with Iris, but her daddy was her hero.

“I remember this day like it was yesterday.  I was so nervous.  I was afraid that Frank would contest it at the end.  He didn’t  You know, I don’t know if I’ve ever thanked him.  I couldn’t have done it.  I didn’t even want to share him with Icy, and she’s not mine.”

“Yeah, she is,” you assure him.  “She became yours the moment you felt her and Aster move in my belly.  I saw your eyes, Ran.  You wanted them.  Both of them.  Aster definitely has your outgoing personality, but Iris is your tender cuddle bug.  Remember when I told you I wished that neither were yours?” 

His head whips over to glare at you, “You gotta bring up the bad stuff?”

“The bad stuff is what lead us to this,” you say flipping over a few pages to you and him on your wedding day.  Aster on your hip, and Iris on his, while the two of you are lip locked, and Aster is making a gagging face.  “If we didn’t have that bad stuff, would we have even met?  If you weren’t getting in trouble with the law, would I have met you at his office?”

“No.  You would have met me at that bar.  The first night that I made that kitty cat purr.  How many times did we fuck?” you shove an elbow in his side, and he laughs, “I thought I was going to have the best sex of my life with no strings attached, and now look at us.  Five kids later, and too many grandkids to count.  By the way, your daughters are too fertile.”

“My daughters?  They’re mine when it’s something negative, huh?  My son also seems to be quite fertile, you don’t see me complaining do you?  I like the woman that made him settle down.  Our daughters could have done a lot worse than what they have.  Hell, a few of them did.”

“Yeah, my spawn didn’t settle down until Christopher.  God, I wish I could have taken away all of their pain.  All of it.  Aster’s need to feel like she had to get married, had to have babies.  And then that partying phase with the sperm donor.  The only good thing about that relationship was Ellie.  But man, the many times I wanted to fucking murder Mickey.  We could have done it.  Carter almost...nothing.  Carter doesn’t like him either.”

You cock up an eyebrow at him.  You knew that him, Blade, Carter, and even his arch nemesis Curtis had a bit of a mafia type friendship.  People who crossed them, or mostly their women, well it didn’t end well for them.  

“Or our Icy,” you sigh.  “If I could have taken away some of that pressure she put on herself.  Her perfectionist personality, and that constant feeling of not knowing who she was or where she fit in.  That nearly two years without the only man she will ever love.  I know you say you hate that boy sometimes, but you love James so much.  He’s a good daddy, good husband, he’s been so good to our other babies.  We don’t deserve James Carter in our life.”

“Ugh,” Ransom shakes his head, “Don’t remind me.  I love the kid, I just didn’t want him so romantically involved with my baby.  She finally told me she wished her and ‘Jamey’ would have waited until they were older when they started messing around.  She feared that Posie was going to be like her.  She wasn’t until that Numb Skull.”

“Or Blade and his speech.  I know your mother ragged on him about it, but there are days I wish I had it back.  When Otto popped out with the impediment, but not the stuttering, it was like having my baby back,” your finger traces over an infant picture of Blade.  Ransom looking so proud, and overcome with joy.  His face a red and blotchy mess, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of the baby.  Your son had been carved out of Ransom’s ass, but got more of your personality.  “And then he became a dessert loving whore.  I’m glad I didn’t know all those hussies.  Even though, I’ll take his Boston Cream Pie any day of the week.  God, she’s perfect for him.  I didn’t want to like her, because she was taking my baby away from me.  My only boy.”

You have to stop, wiping your tears away when the next photo is an ultrasound of Anders.  One of the only photos you have of your sweet baby boy.  His thumb in his mouth, and you swear that he favored Ransom as well.  “Do you ever think about him?”

“Everyday, Kitten.  But would we have had Story or Lucy?”

“I think, we would have had more.  Blade and Lucy were my only pregnancies that weren’t traumatic.  I wanted him, so much.”

“We have an AJ,” Ransom smiles at you.

“We have an Anders Jefferson.  That little rolly baby,” Ransom gives you a big hug.  You adored all your grandbabies, but there was something special, and kindred with Anders Jefferson.  When you were around, there was no one else.  It was like you finally got your chance to have your second baby boy.

“What about my Princess Story book,” Ransom stares at a picture of the two of you standing over her incubator.  Her tiny little body looking cold as she cried for someone to hold her.  The nurses could never get in their fast enough, and you ached to hold that tiny baby against your chest always.  “I never thought that she was going to be the one that gave us trouble.”

“Your dad,” you giggle because it was never Richard that made the comment, “Harlan.”

“He was my dad.”

“Well, Harlan always said she was so much like you.  If you had been given the chance to be as free as she was.”

“My itty bitty baby got my addiction.  Sex, drugs, alcohol,” you hated thinking about that time of Story’s life.  Your baby just up and missing for over a year, and you saw her again as a withered shell of her former glory.  She was always the happiest of your babies, and her light was dull.  

“Yeah, but she had my taste in men.”

“Shut up.”

“You gonna deny it?  Let’s see, Carter is like you.  Dayton, well he’s his father incarnate, and I don’t even want to know what all that asshole was doing to her.  Nate, he is like Frank.  She did love Nate, and he loved her, was good for her, but in the end he did what needed to be done for her to be with Carter.  Chase, good lord he was just like Bryce.  Pompous and needy.  He was rich and he knew it.”

“What about her Frank? Or Beau?  Or Jefferson?”

“Well, she was never in love with Beau.  She did that boy wrong, but they’ve worked through it.  Jefferson was her Jake Wyler,” Ransom snorts, and makes a mental note to bring that letterman jacket back out.  “Frank, I don’t even know.  Story was broken in that time.  I don’t know if she considers him a boyfriend.”

The two of you glance through some more of the photos of you as a family of four, and then there’s a picture of your feistiest child.  Your fallen angel, Luciana Violet Drysdale.  The one that kept you on your toes, was a wild one with everyone, but you saw that sweet side come out.  The prettiest baby with hair as dark as Ransom’s.  Your honey eyed beauty.  

“That is your chunkiest birth baby,” you laugh because she was too big.  It’s funny to think that she was now your shortest baby.  Even shorter than Iris with the biggest personality.  “God, she was beautiful.  It was like I knew that was in fact my last little Drysdale.  I never wanted to stop having kids with you.”

“I know, baby.  I felt like she completed us.  And just think, Posie came only seven years later.  We had us another pretty baby.”

“Everyone thinks she’s this strong and opinionated child, and she is, but,” he flips over to Story and Lucy curled up in Story’s canopy bed together.  One of the few ways to keep Story out of your bed, was Lucy.  Flipping around another page, Lucy was on the ground of the garden, while Harlan told her a story.  Her drawing always reflected whatever it was that he was telling her.  He was always amazed at the imagination she had.  

Your favorite, was Lucy, and her tiny little hand, in Harlan’s wrinkled one, walking through the garden.  Him telling her all about the special flowers that he put in there.  And Lucy’s favorite napping place was on Ransom’s chest.  Ransom had taken more time off from working to spend time with Lucy and Harlan.  He knew how fast those precious moments flew by, and knew that Harlan was reaching the end of his days.  Those three were always together.

Harlan never let a day go by without telling Ransom how proud he was of him.  The two of them would sit in his study playing Go, while a baby Lucy chewed on Ransom’s signet ring.  So many times after Harlan passed, Ransom wished he could hear him say he was proud of him again.  Or use Go as a way to work through life’s problems.  Harlan was always good at things like that.  Ransom always questioned his parenting skills, but he had five happy kids to show he did something right.

“Oh baby, look,” you show him a picture of Ransom giving Carter his signet ring, the very ring that now rested on your youngest Baizen grandson’s finger.  The ring that was worn by every Baizen boy, and soon will be retired and into the vault until Otto had a son.  Carter’s silvery blue eyes looking up at Ransom with tears in them, while Ransom tried to be the man that acted like he didn’t care.  He cared too much for Carter sometimes.

"You had to show me a thing like that didn’t you?”

“You made him so happy, though.”

“He made me happy,” you wipe off a bit of your tears, and want him to proceed his train of thought.  “I didn’t have to be in that kid’s life.  He didn’t have to like me, but he valued me over his own parents.  I know, I am definitely better than them, but Kitten, we gave that boy a childhood.  God, he drove me crazy sometimes, with his Mr. Drysdale, refusing to call me Ransom.”

“It was a sign of respect, baby.”

“It was a sign of fear.”

“Wrong.  He never feared you,” he turns to glare at you, and you laugh.  “Okay, he feared you a few times, but growing up he didn’t fear you.  See,” a picture of Ransom with both Carter and James asleep on his chest makes you wish for these moments again.  “I had brought the girls back from gymnastics.  I had to take Blade with me, but look at you.”

Carter and James’ face both messy with ice cream, and a half eaten pizza on the table.  “You loved those boys.  If Carter Baizen feared you, he wouldn’t have fallen asleep on you like that.  That chocolate cheek getting your shirt dirty.  He was always going to be in our family.  Just like James.  The boy you went behind my back, and helped Stevie get full custody.”

“The one I also paid for Marta to adopt him,” just like the picture of Ransom and Iris, a sweet picture of a five-year-old James hugged up to his mama, and Marta was a crying mess.  She had littered kisses all over James’ face, but he couldn’t get enough.  “Yeah, those boys were always going to be in our lives.  Story and Iris could have done worse.”

“They found men that reminded them of you,” Ransom shakes his head starting to cry.  Mentioning his daughters growing up always hurt him the worst.  “Aster, too.  The man that she fell for, you hand picked for her.  Remember the months we had to listen to Beck did this, Beck did that.  Beck is so amazing.  And our sweet Ellie belly fell for him first.  Beck was falling for a woman he didn’t even know because of you and Ellie.  Even Chris.  Did you ever think you would let your twenty-year-old daughter move a boy in this house?” 

Ransom shakes his head no.  Chris was far from anything like Ransom.  “He doesn’t look anything like you.  What with the tattoos, and piercings.”

“I’ve got piercings!”

“Yes, baby, you’ve got piercings.  Chris has everything pierced.  I’m sure there’s holes in his body with no piercings.  But I’m talking about his ease at comforting Lucifer.  I knew he was the one, when she stopped coming to me, just to be held for an hour.”

“She still did that?” you nod your head at him.  Just like Ransom and Harlan had a tender relationship with Lucy, so did you.  

“She’ll still do it every now and then, but typically it’s Chris’ arms she wants.  That big man just has to wrap his arms around her, give her a little squeeze, and she breathes easier.”

“That’s what you were doing?  You were squeezing our daughter to death?  And don’t you dare call me ridiculous.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“I love it when you talk dirty to me.”

“I’m not.  You’re just ridiculous.”

“I’ve got a new bottle of blue pills.  How long you wanna go?”

“Ransom Drysdale!  Are you never gonna stop wanting to have sex with me?”

His lip curls up in disgust and he shakes his head no, “Looking at these photos kind upset your baby, and he needs comfort from your pussy and your boobies, please give me that.  I just want, no, I need comfort, Kitten.  Please, let me make her purr.”

“Sweet moments are always ruined by your horny self.”

“You know, sex isn’t just for me.  I don’t hear you being all flat, it’s always, ‘Yes, baby.  Ran right there.’ I have had you screaming my name for one hundred years.”

“We’re not that old.”

“And we’ve been married for ninety.”

“That number is wrong, too.”

“And right now, I just want to play with my Kitty Cat.  Please, please, please?”

You roll your eyes laughing.  Getting up to go make you a cup of coffee, “What are you doing?”

“Giving myself some energy so I can have sex with you.”

“Oh!  Let me take my blue pill, that I don’t need, I just want to make sure things are nice and long lasting for you.”

“You know, sometimes ten minutes is plenty.”

“What is wrong with you?”

“Ran, we have had sex for...” you stop to count on your fingers how long it had actually been.

“Eh,” he raises his eyebrow smiling really big at you, “Just say it’s been a hundred years.  I don’t need to know the actual number, I just need to know that you’re the only cunt that I’m sinking my cock into until the end of time.”

“Okay, yeah.  Until the end of time.  Your cock, my pussy.  You want some coffee?”

“Yeah, bring some cookies and snacks in here.  We’re having a marathon!”

“You’re so ridiculous, baby!”

“But you love me!” he says as he rushes into the bedroom.  And you really do.  You love every part of Ransom.  Every moment with him.  And if you had to do it again just to have these sentimental to sexual moments, you would do it again and again.  Because Hugh Ransom Drysdale and your family was worth it.

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[dire-crowley-apologist]

Honestly? I want to caress Crowley's cheeks and maybe pet his hair. He doesn't have to take his mask off if he's uncomfortable, but I really want to floof the hair. Also??? He's a tall guy??? So, I would kill to be hugged by him and let his coat drape around me to hide me from the rest of the world. (I'm very short so it would be comfortable, I think).

(Sorry, your yandere thoughts here... yummmm)

And if you're Yuusona is actually an adult, oooofffff. That would be cool.

I wanna give him little head pats. I'm 5 7 so I'd still have to stand on my toes but 🥺. Also I wanna lay my head on his lap while he pets my head. Really I just want him to love me lolol. I'd also let him hug me 🥺🥺🥺 I think he likes hugs but doesn't get them often ahhh him seeking you out for hugs or physical affection

Im big on yandere!Crowley lol. Like we're his he just hides it really well. But I'm convinced he knows where we are most of the time. Extremely territorial and overprotective but forcing himself not to be (Oh! I just thought about him crying softly to himself at night because he's unable to protect you and he should be the one protecting you not anyone else)

And yes my Yuusona is an adult lol

[theeeveetamer]

Blue Lions FEW Glow Up Tier List

My laziness has been rewarded and someone finally uploaded the portraits of all the Lions. So, here’s my opinions on who had the best and worst glow ups!

(Sorry if the quality sucks)

These are ordered within tiers!

1) Dedue. Hello sir~ He looks good with the beard, love the little braid he has on the side of his head, and I was SO missing his earring after the time skip. Dedue is already a top tier design in 3H and considering they appear to have just slightly edited the portraits, it would have been hard to mess that one up

2) Felix. This poor lad is finally freed from the twenty five different hair parts and gravity defying bangs and other bits of hair! Good for him, good for him. IMO this is what Felix ideally always would have looked like hair-wise. Some points off for not giving us sexy hair down Felix, though

3) Mercedes. Gone is the weird helmet shaped hair! I do find it funny that they kind of just like... gave her Annette’s original time skip hair. But honestly she looks good with it. She needed a little length, or at least a little more floof

4) Dimitri. I struggled between putting him in upgrade and sidegrade. IF I were basing the comparison off of the academy portraits then this would have been a very firm sidegrade, but since these portraits are clearly intended to be based on their time skip portraits I went with that point of comparison. And compared to TS Dimitri, FEW Dimitri is a straight upgrade. If only because he looks so happy and healthy now 🥺

5) Sylvain. They really didn’t change much here to be honest, his hair is just more tousled and he has a scarf. I do like his original a bit better, but I don’t think this new one looks bad in comparison

6) Annette. I’m really not a fan of the braided loopies and the head scarf (?) but I also don’t think it looks bad. Just not to my taste

7) Ingrid. Straight cut bangs were not really a good call for her face, and her very short hair down was also a weird decision. I would have either gone with a longer style for her or kept it up. I’m guessing this is a decision made purely on the basis of not wanting to animate too many flowy parts/didn’t want too much clipping with regard to her hair, but they also didn’t want to leave it short and up because it would be too similar to the original

8) Ashe. Good lord I didn’t think they could make Ashe worse but they did. They didn’t even change that much, but seriously, it’s worse. It looks like a young Justin Bieber had a baby with Ellen DeGeneres, and that baby wants to speak to your manager immediately. Just wow

[bilbao-song]

Saw your post on favorite Jeffrey eras and first: wholly agree with your tags-- the man simply existing is my fave! But... if I *had* to break it down:

1. The period where this New World Rising performance was shot. His hair is like, the perfect amount of soft floof, neatly sculptured beard, and just... that blue satin suit? Chefs kiss! That color is AMAZING on him. He just looks very nice here.

https://youtu.be/xXxkHVS-Bv4

2. The ever elusive Time Tour period. The short hair, the sleeveless shirts, the goatee. A big departure from his earlier looks, but honestly? It was very on brand with where the 80s went with looks. I like to think that, like the album, that was very progressive and ahead of its time, Jeff was reinventing himself into something fresh for a new decade.

3. The late 80s/early 90s Wilbury/Armchair Theatre Era. Soft, dapper with his long sleeve shirts and vests (a look I rocked in middle school because vests were the thing back then!): the man looked like a guitar playing dad. Plus, we got the added bonus of him working with his heroes, which I swear made him more smiley than usual.

4. I think maybe 71? Very late Move but not sure if ELO yet. (Although the look carried over into that Set of Six video on YouTube where he has the little flower painted on his cheek and he's wearing that long red coat). He looks rather adorable here, before he went the way of the tin foil hat and red feathery boa. Just Jeff being Jeff and I love it!

https://youtu.be/n6NdLTyxiwI

Legit, I could go on, but I'm sure you get it. Any Jeff is great Jeff.

WELL i will have to respond to each of these individually because it’s clearly just necessary:

yesSsSsSsSs that first one you linked is a favorite of mine as well :^) i’m a fan of the outfit, and i love the way his hair looked in that era. it was longer than usual but sooo fluffy and nice, and i also really like the times when he had that little v-shaped part going on — i feel like he was possibly doing that when it was too long in the front or something (mood bc i did that as a child with bangs lmao) but it looked so cute (extremely necessary photographic evidence included below):

anyway! YES i have Thoughts about his look in the time era as well. very different but i can certainly appreciate it. there’s another ask specifically about this waiting in my inbox so i’ll save my elaborate comments for that one asdljldlsk

late 80s/early 90s jeffrey is a favorite of mine as well :) his hair looked so wonderfully soft and fluffy in that era and i’m definitely a fan of the clothes! that shirt he had with the playing card symbols(??? i feel like there’s another term for that but whatever) was really interesting in particular. and yessss, like you mentioned, i looooove how in many of the photos from that era he just looked so happy :’) really warms the soul 💕 cheerful jeffrey is my favorite

and lastly YES i love the flower facepaint thing. i would have paid $20000000000 to be the person responsible for putting that on him. yet another cute era in general (shocking, i know)

anyway i know this all just me agreeing with everything you said but really at any given moment i basically always think he is adorable 🥺 and by all means, do feel free to go on lmao

[cetaceans-pls]

hi! something i've always been curious about is your hc on how jason and bruce look? i mean like do you have any specific face claims, their hair, physique, all of that stuff?

hi anon! i might've mentioned before but i'm a little bit a lot bit face blind? so face claims are a bit beyond me 😔

that said, jason Absolutely has a white floof bc i love the concept of it. when i remember to, i also love incorporating his autopsy scar :') of course, his eyes are also lazarus-y green! he's built broad and strong, it's probably a bit of a struggle to touch his toes, but uhm his core is so solid he uhm doesn't get backpain even in real long haul flights!

i primarily write middle-aged bruce, so man has grey in his hair, and i think while he's faintly taller than jason jason is a tiny bit broader. and i think he's got kinda swollen hands on account of arthritis and breaking bones and arthritis from breaking bones. to compensate for this he always touches people really lightly somewhere covered in his day-to-day life, which id like to think comes off as hysterically flirty heh heh heh

i've come to the end of my short descriptions and i just realised i didn't mention faces once 🥺 i identify people more from their vibe and auxiliary particulars than their uhm actual faces, but hopefully these descriptions give some insight into what i got set up in my head!

[deaneverafter]

Working on the 100 pages of transcript I have to before the week ends: broke

Not being able to focus the rest of the day, including three hours of class, because of Mr. Ackles and his Ackling ways: ✨ woke ✨

[egophiliac]

I love that you draw Lilia’s little floofy floofs (his hair tufts) upright, they’re so cute 🥺

thanks! 🦇️ I try not to take too much artistic license since I draw everyone weird already, and I do, y'know, want them to still look like themselves. but I just. I gotta give Lilia huge spiky hair floofs to pierce the heavens. we all get one vice in life and that's mine.

alternate explanation:

[kaashikuroo]

can you write daichi, kuroo and suna reactions to getting a forehead kiss from their s/o?

I am a succckkeerrrrrr for fluff hcs.

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When you kiss their forehead -Haikyuu Reactions

Characters: Daichi, Kuroo and Suna

Genre: Fluff fluff floof

Warnings: non

Part 2: Atsumu, Osamu and Oikawa | Part 3: Kenma, Yamaguchi amd Goshiki

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Daichi:

- You’d kiss him on the forehead suddenly after he won a big game, saying that you were proud of him.

- Boi’s blushing.

- As in ‘blushing’, he’s BLUSHING.

- He’d pull you against his chest to hide his blush from you. his heart’s erratic beat gave him away 💀✋

- Would definitely daydream about how good it felt.

- Would ask you to do it again ‘cuz boi needs love 🥺

- “Y/nnnn~~ I just finished my homework. Please kiss me here.”

- Would point at his forehead with puppy dog eyes.

- Pls give him more forehead kisses. He deserves more love 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Kuroo:

- Would happen while cuddling.

- He wanted to be the little spoon for once, so you cradled him against your chest. poor babie’s vulnerable rn 🥺

- You’d look down at him and just have this sudden urge to make him feel extra love. cuz that’s what he deserves, fite meh😤✋

- He didn’t expect to feel your soft lips on his forehead while he was snuggling up against you.

- Mans stomach rlly did gymnastics.

- He felt his heart flutter.

- Your kiss would linger there for a few seconds before pulling away, raking his hair.

- “Mm..Baby, do that again please? I liked it.”

- Would feel so embarassed admiting to being vulnerable like this but would bear with it.

- Will not ask for forhead kisses after that but secretly hopes that you’d give him some.

- Would admit to it when he gets drunk 😃✋

Suna:

- You’d be watching a movie with him when this scene comes up where the girl kisses the guy on his forehead.

- You look over to Rin and he’d be looking at the screen with curious eyes that’d have a soft touch in them.

- Then it clicked.

- You’d tap him on the shoulder making him look at you. Taking the opportunity, you’d gently cup his face bringing it closer to yours.

- Pressing a super gentle kiss on his forehead which had nothing but pure love in it, you’d whisper a small “i love you” and embrace him.

- His heart.

- Pls help him.

- Mans lost his train of thought.

- Would have wide eyes, thinking about how good that felt.

- Would be quick to embrace you tightly, pecking your shoulder.

- “I love you too. Please don’t leave me.”

- Is literally so scared to lose you. You almost made babie tear up🥺

- Would peck you back on the forehead so you could also experience the bliss of the act of affection.

- pls protect and love this babie 🥺🥺🥺

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[georgiapeach30513]

Those last two dabbles - SO CUTE🥺 can we see when Kitten and Ran bought little baby Blade home? I can imagine Ran battling sleep deprivation because he really wants to help Kitten with the night feeds/if Blade is just being fussy and then the next day imagine finding Ran asleep doing skin to skin with his little boy🥺🥺 and just like that I’ve burst my own ovaries with the image 😢😫-🦋

Bladey!! Anytime there's some Bladey baby, I always get in my feels, but just thinking of Kitten falling in deeper in love with Ransom because of how good he is with Blade.

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Perfect and Comforting

Summary:  Ransom gets to be a daddy to a newborn

Pairings:  Ransom Drysdale X Reader

Rating:  FLOOF

Warnings: DILF!Ransom Drysdale, 18+ ONLY!

Word Count:  650

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Ransom had been worried when it was time to bring Blade home.  He worried he wouldn’t be a good father, worried that Aster and Iris would feel neglected, even thought he wouldn’t be a good husband.  Of course you assured him, that there would be an adjustment period, but that everyone would be fine.  

He was an amazing father.  When Blade would start to cry, he wanted to be the one to go and get him.  Change him if he needed changing, and then bring your beautiful little boy to you.  Always snuggled against Ransom’s naked chest.  That man never wore a shirt to bed.  He hated to hand him over to you, but also knew that his boy was hungry.  

His arm would wrap around you, propping himself up, so he could watch Blade over your shoulder.  His lips always kissing at any exposed skin.  “Your body is amazing.”

“Shut up,” you giggle at him.

“I’m serious.  You made him, and now you make his food for him,” sometimes it would overwhelm you how thoughtful he was.  Just how much he wanted to be involved in Blade’s life.  Sometimes you just had to take a deep breath at how amazing he was.  Because every minute he wanted to spend it with his family.  Even took off time at work, just to be with you guys.

Turning your head to look at at him.  His lashes almost touching his cheeks, you hope that your baby boy gets his eyes, “What?” he looks up at you.

“Nothing, just I love you,” he pulls back a bit to give you a slow, and lingering kiss.  Inhaling your sweet scent.  

He didn’t just stop with helping with Blade.  He always let you get extra sleep in the morning to get the girls ready and off to school.  He tried, but he had to get a few lessons in pigtails and braids.  Now he was a champ with doing their hair.  The night before you and them would pick out their outfits, and then it was just Aster, Iris, and daddy time.  

One day he came back home, making grabby hands to your sleeping cherub, “Go take a bath.  Let me take him, you go take some time for yourself.”

“And then, my pretty husband, I need you to take time for yourself,” he shakes his head no, and you nod back, “Why do I get special treatment, and you don’t?”

“You being here is enough.  Go, I’m going to spend time with my boy.”

Going into your ensuite bathroom, you let the water run, pouring in some oils and bubbles.  Melting down into the warm tub, and relaxing.  Your bathroom becomes much sweeter when you hear Ransom’s voice singing, ‘You Are My Sunshine’.  Loving him, once the two of you got out of your heads, was easy.  But everyday when he showed you not only how good of a dad he was, but how much he enjoyed his children, it was such a gift.  It’s one thing to say you want kids, but he also wanted to enjoy time with them.  Laughing at their silly jokes that didn’t make sense.  Chasing them around the townhouse with threats of tickles.  Making sure that they clean up after themselves.  Even going on evening walks with Axel. 

Ransom always insists on holding Blade.  Strapping on the carrier, to have him right on him.  It works out well, because Ransom is a furnace.  Keeping your little boy warm, while your now family of five and half walk your crazy dog.  Staying outside as long as possible, weather permitting.  

But when you walk back into the bedroom, and you see Blade nestled up tightly on his daddy’s chest, Ransom’s thick fingers just combing through those fine baby hairs, his voice still singing that sweet song.  You give him a smile, and walk over to the bed with him.  Your head leaning over on his shoulder, while you watch your baby boy sleeping on his daddy.  Your own eyes drifting close with how perfect and comforting this moment feels.

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[bluemoonstonesy]

Heyaaa! Are you still open for request? If you do... could you maybe make one with 64, 65 & 79 (idk if you're okay with 3 prompts in the same fic, because I saw that mostly people ask you with only 1 prompt, if you only want to do with 1 promt that's fine) and with Mason please 🥺🥰

Hope you understand what I wrote because I'm not good at English hehehe 🙈

Just a few

Mason Mount

Prompt: “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”

“How many drinks did you even have?”

“Just a few!” You roll your eyes at his obvious lie, wobbling legs and inability to stand without your assistance going completely against his answer.

“Yeah right.” You mutter. It isn’t like you have to be quiet. Mason is in his own tipsy world, humming Liquidator to himself as you unlock the front door.

You help him through, his steps are staggered as he just about manages to stumble into the flat.

You basically have to push him onto the settee, a hysterical laughter echoing into the leather as Mason makes contact with the material, “That was fun!”

“Your hangover tomorrow won’t be.”

You dread tomorrow already. Drunk Mason isn’t particularly your favourite to deal with, and hungover Mason is just about a hundred times worse.

“I missed youuuuuuu….” His voice is slurred, laughter erupting from his lips every now and then as his drunk daze continues, “You are proper fit!”

You don’t know whether to laugh or roll your eyes. He’s been on a night out with some of the Chelsea lads to celebrate the Champions League win - something they’ve been celebrating for a little too long now as it’s rapidly becoming the newest excuse to go out and have a few drinks.

“I swear there was a cat in that nightclub!” He’s still rambling to himself once you’ve returned from the kitchen, paracetamol and water in hand as you prepare for the worst.

You so badly want to mumble a small ‘Not again’ to yourself. The most drunk you’ve ever seen Mason was about a year ago, when he refused to let you leave his side because he thought there was an ‘evil pigeon’ following him. You never let him live it down, and you certainly plan to add this mysterious cat to the list as well.

You’re just about to head to bed, coming to the conclusion that Mason would be better suited to the sofa for tonight, his eyes already closing and arms folded across his chest as his breathing becomes steady. You reach to turn the main light source off when a worried looking Mason lifts his head.

“No don’t leave,” His eyes are only half open, hair floofed upwards as a single strand falls onto his forehead, “What if the cat comes back?”

You groan to yourself before remembering that your drunk boyfriend, most likely genuinely believes that there is a cat in your living room, out for some sort of vengeance against him.

And then you’re lying next to him on the couch, arm pulling him into you as you chuckle a small, “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”, waiting for him to fall asleep so you can return to your own bed, knowing that you’ll be teasing him for this tomorrow as his hangover kicks in.

[atsumdere]

Nishinoya + Jolly Rancherss

hi, aw ! i am beside myself with everyone's requests !! perfff. and this one? EPICALLY cute. are u kidding me with this, nonni? now, we don't lewd noya on this blog (at least not yet), so this will be all floofity floof fluff and actually sfw cutesy for once. hope you're still down <3

NISHINOYA YUU - halloween costume: funny lobster or deadpool OR danny zuko from grease

noya in a funny lobster costume because....he just would, wouldn’t he?? i mean, boy loves to eat, loves to make you laugh, and bc of obvi timeskip reasons, he is partial to dressing up as a sea creature if he’s gonna fashion aaany food. his lil lightning stripe hair highlight would look so cute poking out of the head hole of the costume and all DAY he’d be makin you giggle with his lobster dance waddle. so don’t get it twisted!! deadpool is def a type of antihero nishi would wanna be like. they both got a fun flappy mouth on them, so i could see noya respecting a guy who kicks ass but who like also doesn’t shut the fuck up, ya know? says whatever’s on his mind. plus, it’s the not typical superhero type, there’s a little bit of mischief in his antics and i think noya resonates with that. and as for danny zuko, i meeean, cmon, need i say more: noya, like danny, always strives to look cool in whatever he’s wearing, so that whole dark-leather-and-converse-shoes look is something he wants to rock, BUT, first and foremost danny z helps him embody his lifelong dream of being a ladies (or guys) man. don’t he? noya would look so SICK in that retro 1950s greaser look esp. with his hair! LIKE- it’s borderline criminal it’s not in a canon halloween panel or something.

aaah, so you see, the thing about nishi and the jolly ranchers is that, actually, he himself would already have them in his possession when you saw him on halloween day. he loves them. a fave candy of his no doubt. he can’t get enough of the variety of flavors and is very into the fact that they are small enough to eat while allowing him to keep gabbing away, blah blah, flappin’ his gums while he has one in his mouth. he can multitask sucking on a piece and get his chatty point across to anyone who’ll listen.

nishinoya stands in a fantastic costume, unwrapping yet another jolly rancher with a fun twist of the two plastic ends between both of his hands’ first two fingers. he’s cradling a chockful of these fruity hard candies in a baggie and you’re the one ogling them. your face is adorned with big heart eyes, like you’re fresh out of some vintage cartoon, laser focused on it, when he catches the sight of it: you, his crush, giving him—well not him, exactly, but close enough proximity-wise, he figures— attention. nishinoya starts flipping out in his chest from your focused glance over to him. also, just as excited that you both have a common interest, even if it is as simple as this one candy.

he’d call your name, with his face beaming, no chill, “oh heyyy!!!! do you like these too?” making his way over, “you want some? i mean, you know what? honestly, you can have the bag. i’ve had way too many already this season. gonna rot my teeth out, so hahah,” he begins to chuckle loudly, almost snorting, “so, you’d be doing me a favor. can have’em all if you want.”

you beam back, say your thanks with a cute and small shy bat of the lashes, looking downward as you respond that you couldn’t possibly take the whole of it. besides, there’s a particular flavor you don’t like anyway, so it would be rude to take it when you would most definitely waste those, discard them.

he shakes his head vigorously, with eyes so earnest, 🥺, waving his entire hand out rapidly with the arm extended all the way towards you, as if to say ‘no way! no worries!’

“uh uh, you’re good! it’s really no problem!” he shifts his cradle of the large baggie over into the gentle hold between two of his hands, presenting the open top, putting into view all the multi-colored sugary jewels of your delight.

“how about this? i’ll pick out all of that one flavor you don’t like or won’t eat, and you can keep the rest.” his warm smile, like the sun, somehow even sunnier than usual when he’s offering something to you, when he’s the one being generous. “i love ‘em all! every single flavor, so i have no problem just taking the ones you don’t want.”

he winks, with a thumbs up at your tickled face. “sounds good?”

you giggle.

“you’ve got a deal, noya.”

and your heart feels like a second sun in the solar system.

closed! : send me an hq, tokyo rev, aot, or jjk character + a candy and i'll tell you what costume they'd wear & write a small blurb with the candy of choice

[moomoorare]

Dream SMP Art🎭

Lots of stuff:

something about the deities of the dsmp taking form of the first human they see

an Ⓐⓛⓘⓔⓝ🛸 and a 𝔽𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕪🌹

C!purpled

demon c!Eryn & demon c!Tommy

Them demon kids

Michael and his chicken <33

Fashion Stars ☆✧✯✷

a group of cool miners ⛏️💎

Primeboys

i watch the exile vods a normal amount ☺️

hey tommy.

Bee Duo

✧ Posin' ✿

They're having a wonderful time on holidays and they're all more or less alive yeppp ^_^

Bee Duo & Michael <3, to heal the soul

^_^ Benson! & <3 locket

Bench Trio

They're watching.

SBI

Wholesome SBI!!! 3/4 cus philza is like out dealing crack or something idk.

The boiss

4/4 SBI POGGERS!!!

c!Tommy LGBTQ 1 / 2 🏳️‍🌈

TommyInnit

on the grass, tears

Some Exile arc art, nothing special

Sad Boy, pogtopia outfit i guess

demon c!tommy is my jam >:3

Pogtopia times

White Braid Hair

Blah blah

Rat

cTommy advertises my art

Just a littol boi, a smol long scrunkie⭐

Just practicing art, he talks!

*Hands u this* Rascal Bastard <3

He looks like he's about to go to the gym lmao

I've been on a drawing spree, he keeps coming up so you can have him <3✨

Chilling in the front yard, in the morning when there's silence

Frowne :\

Happy Boy :D !!⭐✨☀️

Drawing this Bitch again<3

[ he ] visited, [ he ] left a gift, a nod to past times and a promise for the future. smile :)

winter is coming..

In a chest somewhere, taken out again to see the light, appreciated in silence. ◝✺◜

This asshole >:V <333

Chatting up to thin air

Littol doodol of yellow moobloom c!Tommy💛

Zombieinnit for Halloween, even if a bit late

Star eyes⭐, sunset hair🌇, autumn clothes🍂.

Demon Boy finds a stuffed cow in a field

We love pain, let's give him more

>:v

Hair changes, eyes like gemstones

I think he looks swell

Inspired outfit from this post

Quick sketch

Tubbo

lot of floof, a little ring and a peculiar bandana <3

I think c!Tubbo deserves a big ass bandana as well to snuggle up and hide his snoot ^_^

New Horns !!

Gratuitous doodle of c!Tubbo :3

Ring <3

Bandana!! Kiss my ass if you think it clashes ;)

Scrncikle Primclke<3 Turbo from the side ☆❀☢

Sad Bee Boee :(

New super improved Bee Boy design

Ranboo

Kity dead, i repeat deadest cat ever, he died 😔

Ok have my new cranboo design, punch him too if you'd like ^_^

[he AMGY]

Practicing his design, i really like it :3

The Boobster >:]

Eryn

Just a lad

Dream

Creepy Smileys . .. .

He really said (๑•‿O๑)

i want to kick him in the face so bad, just a swing 🤪😘☺️

new c!dream design just dropped

Captain Puffy

she has. Dimples 😳 and!!! Shorter hair 🥰

she's pissed off, looks comfy tho

I'm the gayest motherfucker on this earth, cPuffy brainrot!!!! 🥰🥰🌈🌠

I fucking love her dude🥰

She thinks you can do it! <3 ^_^

c!Captain Puffy, but the design is tweaked :)

Her <3333

For every day that c!puffy exists i get gayer and gayer 🌈

Captain Puffy !!! (◕ᴗ◕✿)

🥰🌈💝 (she↑☺️🥺😳)

New Puffy Design <3

Practicing c!Puffy

Close up :3 of the Puff Puff ✯

Puff Puff! It's the Captain! Her <33

Caption Puffer <3

Red Banquet Puffy ❤️

Technoblade

Very self-indulgent doodle of c!Techno with short hair, me love <33

another c!Techno doodle

cTechno doodle

c!techno pose practice

Hannaxxrose

tbh just an excuse to draw her :3

Practicing my c!Hannah design

Fairy Power, Roses and Thorns, a Flower.

Eret fanart

Thy liege 👑

TinaKitten fanart

Welcome to the smp Tina Kitten! ^_^