#middle of nowhere...

[infinitie]

“You're mocking me now. Jerk.” There's no venom in his own tone – he expects these kinds of jabs from Suguru, and knows that he doesn't mean them to hurt him; and if there's anything that he hurts, it’d be his pride. He can take blows to it for Suguru’s sake, anyway. 

It’s amazing how Suguru has come to find a way to assuage Satoru’s worries without words. When his thumb brushes over his knuckles, Satoru squeezes his hand in turn - tight enough to reassure him, lightly enough to call the gesture tender. He can’t expect him to be the same as him, always blurting out the first thing that comes to mind - always needing to put things to words to make them tangible. It’s these subtleties that make Suguru so beautiful at times, and when Satoru sits back and shuts his mouth to notice it, he finds that he appreciates them. It may be in his nature to be so outspoken, but it’s not in Suguru’s. Maybe he’ll learn to see it that way more. Even though they’re practically soulbonded, maybe there are still things that he could learn about and from Suguru. 

As Satoru’s back touches the futon, he curls up a little against Suguru. He lifts his leg and brings it to tangle with Suguru’s until they’re thigh to thigh. Satoru considers himself cozy like this, and the only thing he’s missing now is his Agumon plush, but Suguru is just as comfortable to cuddle with – maybe more. He doesn’t think twice about this gesture. They’re just two guys – two halves of one soul, really, basking in coziness. 

Satoru pauses as he considers his technique. “Nope. I mean, I can, but… if the area is too abstract in my memory, I’ll probably run into a building. Or a tree. Or a cave. Whichever I’m more unlucky to have.” He chuckles as a memory occurs to him - a fairly recent one. “I tried going to some other country for a day – you know, as one does,  and I got scared and ended up in the middle of water. Thankfully, it wasn’t too far off from the shore, but… it’s not completely perfected. That just means I have a ton more memorizing and traveling to do. You’ve gotta come with me for it,” 

His expression falters again, but just for one moment until he’s smiling again. “Yeah…” Satoru mutters. “But you know what? I’ll stretch it out for us the best I can. Hell, I’ll probably request some time off to carve out more time for you. I just… want to be with you more. It’s like I never get to see you anymore. I miss you a lot. So…” 

“Hell yeah I’m staying. You think I was just gonna strip down to my boxers for the hell of it?” He grins. “I’m your problem, and you don’t get a say in it… I mean. Unless you want me to leave. I’ll be oh so sad… and I’ll cry… and weep…” He fakes a sniffle, burying his cheek further against Suguru’s shoulder.

@lustraveil

"Absolutely it would be you." there's a familiarity of his deadpan, dry humor coming back to him. It's easy to in his company. "Your voice could move the heavens themselves." he plays along, "that's what you expected to hear, right?" knowing his best friend well enough to know that sort of thing was what he was used to hearing from people around him. Knowing he's unfazed by that sort of thing, unless it comes with a small subdued joke.

Something about being in Satoru's presence makes it easier to feel lighter. Even if only for a few moments at a time. The hand in his squeezes, and though nothing's actually said verbally out loud, Suguru feels it. Intuitively knows his best friend. The unspoken words in between. He hears him. The part that wants to know and understand. He knows. Of course he knows. They've always known how to read between the silence. Suguru doesn't look over, but his thumb still drifts over Satoru's knuckles, almost apologetic in his motion.

Once he feels his cheek press to his shoulder, Suguru doesn't seem to flinch. Doesn't lean in either, but he allows his weight to rest there naturally. A quiet acceptance of the closeness that's always been present between them. And once again, he listens, softening at the easy tone of Satoru's effortless ability to fill the silence. Keep doing that. With that, he adjusts the throw pillows behind them subtly. Not because he actually needs them, but because Satoru might. So, he nudges them both backward, guiding them gently to settle onto the makeshift futon.

"You still can't teleport that far?" his tone quiet, and curious, but actually intrigued. "What happens when you try?" Genuine interest as always in these things, he doesn't say he wishes he was there too. He doesn't need to. There's subtleties in small gestures, like in the way his fingers haven't let go of Satoru's. In the way he's still listening to him.

Finally, he turns his head slowly to glance at him. There's a number of expressions that are all left unsaid on his face. Gratitude. A touch of guilt. Appreciation that Satoru keeps trying so hard, and he recognizes it. He exhales, knowing he has to effort something in return. "This is probably one of the only weekends we'll have off in a while," he points out, his tone casual, but the subtext is evident. I know what you're doing. Subtle appreciation. With that, he lets go of his hand long enough to roll onto his back, folding one arm behind his head, elbow bent to prop it up slightly.

"If I've got the time?" he repeats, "Like it's not already a given." arching a brow as he slowly reaches for the remote, clicking off the TV, the room now falling into a gentle quiet. "So..." he tilts his head a little closer, eyes catching his in the dim light, "You're staying?" It's not really a question. He already knows the answer, and still.. he wanted to hear it from him anyway.

// @infinitie

[happyheidi]

𝗂𝗀: 𝖺𝗊𝗎𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗆

[ives57]

[peninsulaisms]

fall asleep to the sound of your old rotating fan

[14dayswithyou]

HAPPY VARENTINES DAY, ANGEL ! I've been facing some tech issues recently, but!! To celebrate Ren's birthday and Valentine's Day, I'll be releasing Day 5 (the Early Access version) for all the Beta Testers in a few days!

And for those who aren't part of the 14DWY Discord server, don't worry! The public version will be available for everyone to play once the beta testing period is over ^^

[pototonto]

i love nature

[1988whiplash]

Aren't you just tired of it all too

[humans-are-tasty]

[lonelyneuron]

[whiteraven90]

A work in progress... I finally got around to updating Phoenix's visual design. The 2011 version I included is pretty dated. I still like how its tail burns my eyes to dust if I look at it for more than 5 seconds though. I want to keep that but also expand her eyeburning repertoire and maybe even give her 1 more human form design since she IS supposed to have a ton. I would include native form variants like... piebald and stuff; even for Griffin I thought a melanistic or golden form would be cute, but man is it a lot of work and not top priority either. Suffice it to say, they have more range than what I depict. We'll see how much energy I'll have - I'm on the fence about drawing her fave human form for the sheet because I have recent examples of it. I've been putting off updating her self-roasting turkey form because... well look at it Anyway, now I can say "I have a tentacle cock monster mural on my acid trip chicken's ref sheet"

[ives57]

[heavenbarnes]

your older bf!simon who is, potentially, a little too practical

“simon- honey, what the fuck are you doing?”

you hadn’t even shut the car door, half in and half out with a look of total bewilderment on your face

“y’said y’didn’t want dirt in the ‘ouse, so i’m takin’ my kit off outside”

and that he was

on the driveway only in his boxer-briefs with his work gear hanging out the back of his truck

pale skin blinding against the concrete, tattoos and scars for anyone to see

out the corner of your eye, you could see your neighbours curtains shift

“i appreciate that but i didn’t mean for you to get it out for the neighbours!”

now you’d done it

you could see the way his eyebrow quirked as he turned his head towards you, something in his look said you were in for it

“no need t’get jealous-”

didn’t even give you the chance to protest, already herding you inside with a sturdy pat on the ass

“i’ll do the rest jus’ f’you”

[morastfrck]

Continuation of one of my prev posts, where the vote ended in x after mingle

[fleshoffruit]

the preacher’s house up on the hill

Flintville, Tennessee

[cornbelt]

[bumblehoneybee]

Something I wanna write but it’s a big super huge plot that is so large and daunting

~

“Because this isn’t you!” Shadow snaps, and his voice is so sharp and angry that you have to step back. Lightning licks off the tips of his quills, a warning, a sign that something is wrong. “You’re not this!”

Your mind scrambles for some sort of explanation, but you’re drawing blanks. “But- what? What do you mean? I’m-”

“You’re a human!” He snarls, storming up to you. His hands flick at your ears, ruffle the fur of your cheeks, point to the tail tucked between your legs. “Not this. You’re not like me!”

“Sh-Shad-”

“This is nothing but a trick!” Shadow exclaims, stalking away from you. “One to make me think you might possibly see me the way. . . the way I see you.”

He stops, shoulders slouched under an exhaustion you can’t begin to understand.

“But you don’t. Cause you’re human, and I’m just. . . some freaky alien living in your house.”