#look at the somft

[bi-disastersoup]

"Ahh, I see you are finally conscious." "...mmph..." "I have your coffee right here, love."

R'alma is apparently NOT a morning person. Like, at all...

[sinnamonpork]

resting bitch face? more like resting pretty face

[llamagoddessofficial]

Still got that Horror Mafiafell Sans brainrot

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It wasn’t the first time Sans had pulled you into his lap, by any stretch of the imagination. The wads of cash he so often put in your pocket to ‘make up’ for the time you spent trapped had been difficult to explain to the bank at first- by now, it had happened so often that the tellers just got a look on their faces when they saw you walk in

They called you by name without looking at any paperwork. They probably thought YOU were in the mafia.

It was common bar knowledge how fond he was of holding you through his meals. Nowadays, Lisa would jokingly 'warn' you when he came through the doors and his mood was visibly stormy... the deeper his glower, the more likely he was to pull you in without warning when you passed his table, those giant claws sealing tight around a body that immediately became tiny in his presence.

So you should've been used to it.

...

... Something was very new about this time. And it wasn't just the lit cigar between his phalanges, different to his usual brand of choice.

Up against his huge chest. Your cheeks were hot, your heart was thumping. His touch was... different. Sat sideways across his lap, he kept you tucked against him with a hand on your thigh. Though on your thigh was a little bit of an understatement- his hand was so huge, he had nearly all of your thigh in his hold. 

The other hand, resting on the table, had the cigar held between the index and middle finger. It felt like an impenetrable barrier between you and the outside world... his gold rings gleaming in the low light.

... Perhaps it was the position of his hand. Holding your thigh gently, but with a possessive hint in the curl of his claws that slightly pressed into your flesh. Big, warm bones, the cold metal of the rings... he was holding you like he owned you.

Either way, you were just staring at his jacket lapel. Finding it very hard to cool down. The smell of smoke and gold was overpowering.

(You’d grown pretty adept at just tuning all table conversations out, for fear of overhearing something dangerous. But today, you couldn’t have concentrated on what was being said to Sans by the other two men at the table, even if you tried to.)

You didn’t know what the meeting he was having was about, and whatever it was, he didn’t seem happy about it. But he wasn't furious in a way that would usually frighten you. His energy was much more... reserved. There was a low scowl written across his face, he looked serious, dark. The crack and his scars cast deep and expressive shadows across his face. You were protected from the entire world, like this.

... Usually, you just felt like a tiny plushie in the arms of a big child who needed comforting. Not this time. And as he brushed his thumb slowly, back and forth across your leg... the prickles ran up your spine.

What's wrong with me? You swallowed. Your heart hadn't slowed down, not one bit, hands balled in your apron. What's going on?

... You heard Sans move, above you. You couldn't help but look up at him- and his big eye moved down to you. He seemed to register your altered state, for the first time, emerging a little from his obvious frustration at the other members of the table.

...

... His expression changed. Something about him shifted, ever-so-slightly.

His grin lifted, sharpened... his sockets fractionally lidded. 

He was smirking at you.

You’d grown accustomed to gleaning as much as possible from Sans’ expressions. It was how you judged his mood, how you saw his grabs coming, how you guessed what he was trying to say with the few words he had available. 

Perhaps you were too good, now. Because when he leered down at you like that, gently squeezing your thigh... you could practically hear his words purring through your mind.

“aren’t you cute~?”

You immediately broke eye contact, staring at your own knees. But it to was too late- you felt heat completely flood your face.

... Sans returned his attention to the other people at the table. But not before he gave your thigh another little stroke with his thumb. As if making sure you absolutely knew he saw that.

...

You faintly recalled hearing that Sans, before his famous injury, was something of a... playboy. If you were completely honest, it had been very hard to picture the Sans you knew successfully wooing someone.

...

You could imagine it, now. Very, very well.

[lumpofbird]

a great dragon surveys her domain

[accio-victuuri]

xiao zhan - tod’s

[angeart]

Lulled by the warmth that Mumbo provides, Grian finds himself nuzzling against the vampire’s shoulder before letting his eyes slowly fall shut. Knowing that he’s safe with Mumbo and his comforting warmth, he falls asleep.

-- Drawn for @mochiwrites songbird fic / night life series on AO3, specifically the scene in part 10 (welcome to the circus), chapter 3.

[elvenbeard]

I was living in a black hole // Darkness seemed to follow me I was drivin' down a dead road // The shadows, they would swallow me But a star was in the distance // A sliver of light, it came to me Like a glitch into the system // You shine on and break me free

[1010lilfoot]

hug psycho 100

[necromeowncy]

🌿♡ gentle affection ♡🌿

Took some shots of my and @trueredamancy 's role play couple, Laurent & Ena. 🤍

[yibo-wang]

Yibo being a cutie during Hidden Blade Douyin Live 

[nuclearanomaly]

Perfumed Eves

[kanonkitastuff]

Stress relief human MegaStar palette study doodle cuz it has been.... *checks calendar* 500 fucking years since I drew these idiots. Too out of practice to do robots but.

Soon.

[a-lonely-dunedain]

great news! Ethedis found the best napping spot (a big soft Ranger)

in other news I'm finally figuring out how I actually wanna draw Corunir. decided to make his hair floofier and I'm really liking it :)

[rainofthetwilight]

drew a quick doodle of the gigadads

im having so much fun in medibang holy shit

[accio-victuuri]

wang yibo @ 2023 YH Family Concert backstage interview

[mushroom-for-art]

I was having feelings and thoughts, uh pretty sure I didn't actually get my thought dialogue into this but hey ho XD i tried, little mewtwo, Meau and Noe belong to @phlurrii

Discussing Amber

Slightly away from the anomaly the ancient mew and her counterpart conversed in hushed whispers discussing what needed to be done as Noe occasionally glanced passed Meau simply to keep an eye on the foreign visitor to make sure they didn't try escaping.

The darker hued adult mewtwo stood, tail swaying and swishing blue faded fur shifting in the motion and breeze. He was watching the strange mews as much as the dark one watched him. His hand touched at the metal armor still fused to his body at his wrist unconsciously, a cold comfort of sorts as he could make out the eyes of the darker one watching him closely as though suspicious or not appreciating him being there. His own eyes fell into a tired glare, the corner of his lip lifting into a mute sneer flashing a bit of teeth. If they wanted to have issue with him he'd rather they said it to his face so he could smash their judgementful false innocent expression into the dirt. He could feel his fluff prickling in assumed malice.

"E-excuse me?" a small voice, he turned his head quickly downwards onto the small Mewtwo that looked up at him. He looked over their features quietly for a moment, despite this not being his world and this other two looking vastly different to him, smaller lighter different patterns, he could tell it was himself, just a different form. Usually he'd be a lot more hostile with other mewtwo and he knew he should've chased the little one away but they looked up at him with such earnest soft inquisitive eyes he couldn't help heave a sigh feeling as though he was looking at a curious mewphew or mewiece.

"Yes small one?" He paused to cringe at his own voice and tone, not having meant to come off as so impatient, he steadied his breath moving instead to rest on one knee lowering himself to the younger twos height, his voice softer as he repeated, "yes, small one?"

He could see them watching him with big eyes as they fiddled with their hands seemingly thinking up the correct words.

"Mewma said, well I heard her say something about us being the same?" the small one asked and he nodded his head slowly.

"Something like that, yes." He could see the small one look at him up and down, frowning a bit to themselves, "but, I'm not from here, so I'm not a future vision, you won't end up looking exactly like me." He noted the relief and for the aches in his bones he didn't blame them. "I think it was something more, we have similar stories similar origins of sorts but we still branch off from one another becoming different individuals."

He watched them blink as they nodded their head seeming to understand what he was saying.

"Did, you know Amber?" They inquired, he could hear a little plea in their tone as he blinked more than a little startled that that was a common detail, but by their expression he felt even that interaction was different.

"I did, yes."

"Do you remember what she was like? Can you tell me about her? Is, is she okay?" He felt a level of guilt at their tone, clearly they did differ severely. He sighed a bit to himself glancing over unsure if the other mews would come to stop him.

"She.." he in honesty struggled for words. He didn't hold the same admiration for her that the small one clearly did, his Amber could've been completely different to the one from this world, he didn't really want to spin a false tale. He looked away with his eyes, "she was Amber, she seemed smart I guess, knew things about towns and cities I didn't.. I'm sorry little one I don't really have anything else to say. My memory has been made quite unreliable since, what happened to me..and I have my own personal gripes I'm sure you don't want to hear." He wasn't lying about his memory issues.

The little mewtwo blinked at him tilting their head, "did, you not get on with your Amber?" He could see the confusion across their face and he didn't really want to tell them the truth. With a soft grunt he moved into a sit, his legs not thanking him for the kneeling especially not with his armor.

"It's, more complicated than that I guess, I think I met my Amber in a different circumstance to you meeting yours.. I have mixed feelings on her but that's because of what I went through.." He glanced away before glancing back at the smaller two, "but don't let my bad experience sour your Amber okay? Yours was probably nice huh? Did she show you towns and street lamps? Did she show you her favorite field?" He watched the small one blink as they processed his words before they nodded, moving to sit down on their knees in front of him paws in the dirt nodding along wanting to hear more from him as they made an absent-minded, "uh huh uh huh she did."

Despite his usual temperament he continued to amuse the smaller one, recounting what he could recall at times stopping to struggle for words and finding the smaller one filling in blanks on what was shared. He could see their tail swishing slightly, despite the difficulty they seemed to enjoy hearing someone also talk about Amber.

"Your fur reminds me of her, it's blue like her hair was," They mentioned casually at one point and he had to fight the expression he was going to make, suppressing that down offering a slightly wonky smile.

"I guess it kinda is like her blue hair.." Not having the heart or the malice to tell them how right they were, they didn't need to know.

By the time Noe had figured out how to send the foreign Mewtwo back to his home dimension the smaller two had fallen asleep with their chin on his leg, having been previously mumbling incoherently about flowers from the previously mentioned field and drifted off thinking of Amber and sunflowers. The larger two wouldn't have usually allowed the touch let alone from another two but something about this one made him a bit gentler, his hands gently slipped under the sleeping two as he lifted them up off the ground and his leg uncertainly handing them off to the strange large pink mew. Noe watched the hand off and upon receiving a confirming nod from Meau that the young one was fine they pulled their digits down through the air and rippling through the realities of space time opening a shimmering portal gateway. The adult two stood and after an awkward nod to both the still strange to him mews he stepped through the shimmer to return to his own world, Noe sighed closing the rift.

"Those really need to stop opening." They grumbles as Meau quietened a giggle for the sake of not waking the baby. Noe drifted close casually and Meau leant to reach them nuzzling her cheek and face against them fondly letting out a soothing purr.

"I know, but you did an excellent job." Noe would've huffed in play had they not been so distracted by nuzzling Meau back and purring in turn. Once they finally settled their nuzzling Noe moved and touched the sleeping twos forehead who breathed heavier but stayed asleep.

"At least the little one had a good time.. That other one had me worried.." Meau nodded at Noes words glancing at the sleeping angel and smiling moved to take them to the nest with Noe following closely behind.