#soooooft

[urghblergh]

Spock lets his hair grow out a little and everyone's in love with each other. 🤲

[robsmugden]

I just want to cuddle you all day.

[reigningm4x]

via kelly's instagram

[thehoardofthegreatdragon]

I love your writing SO much it’s so beautiful and your sense of the characters is so incredible and well rounded, it feels so alive

oh you are soooo sweet, that’s so lovely to hear anon ❤️

[miidnighters]

🎁 / for harts

spotify wrapped has arrived. send me a number from 1-100 for a starter based on that song, or a lyric from it, or send a 🎁 for me to shuffle | accepting song: healing by oh honey

Hartley looks over at her friend. It's been such a long time since she'd had a friend like him, someone who doesn't have any expectations and understands the idiosyncracies of her life - just like she understands his.

It's that feeling of understanding that warms her, that makes Hartley think maybe they're making each other better together.

"I'm glad I met you, you know that darling?" The words are murmured, and she reaches out to brush his hand gently - a soft show of affection usually hidden by the layers of aloofness.

[sketchy-tour]

ANYWAY HORRORS ASIDE, CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW PRECIOUS THE NEW PLUSHIES ARE!!! ANOTHER WALLY FOR THE COLLECTION AUGH IM SO HAPPY I MANAGED TO SNAG EM!!!!! RAAAAAAAH

https://welcomehome.shop/

If you haven't seen the shop yet!!!

[screechingfromthevoid]

Dorian and Orym's kitchen is like a kosher kitchen. There's two of everything. Cabinets and counters at different heights. Two sinks, two sets of utensils, two ovens

Dorian wanted to make sure Orym was comfortable in his own home. He shouldn't have to use a step stool to do everything. He shouldn't have to struggle with a bowl and spoon that doesn't fit his hand.

Orym made the argument that Dorian shouldn't have to crouch or use things too small for him.

So they have both so that they can cook side by side, comfortable and easy.

[01432853]

You should eat more. This way your wounds can heal faster. I'll be fine after I have some tonic food.

[hawksane]

tyrida likes to kiss the top of dirks head when she walks by him. i picture him kinda always bent over something, whether it be a robotics project or his mixer or a puppet or whatever. So lots of her leaning down to smooch the top of his head.

at first he would always startle slightly and stare at her for a moment before shaking his head dismissively and returning to his work. as the relationship progresses he grows to expect it, and will sometimes lean up to meet her. He really likes when she smooths back his hair with a cool hand ^_^

[t-hunger]

all i did was wake up bloated and i'm so horny about it

[ameliorent]

I know everyone agrees Sam deserves every award thrown at him, but holy shit Jacob deserves so much love too!! The way he displays Louis acting all contrite and reticent when retelling his version of events, but then you see Louis REVELING in threatening Lestat with violence during the trial flashback

[bobcat-pie]

Best sensory experiences:

Water

Holding reptiles

[apphiarothowrites]

Hehehe Back on my bullshit

My Marco Cora bullshit to be exact

Here’s the plan

Marco is an ER doctor, Cora is.. well hes Cora and trips to the er is a frequent occurrence

So basically, Marco is working a double shift and he wanders in to the waiting room for the minute break he has plopping down beside a tall blonde who has a sleeping kid in his lap. Marco just closes his eyes for maybe- maybe 10 seconds when he feels a tiny hand tugging at his scrubs.

He looks down to the kid looking serious (or as serious as a kid can look)

“Hey are you a doctor.”

Marco blinks as the tinny applause erupts form the ancient tv.

“Yeah.”

“Cora-san needs help.”

Now that statement doesn’t get marcos attention, but the fucking stab wound in the guys arm the kid points out sure as hell does.

The presumed ‘Cora-san’ is hauled into a bed asap. The taller blonde muttering about ‘not wanting to be a bother.’ While the smaller blonde chugs an expresso before suturing the other up.

By the next day marco is convinced it was all some hallucination brought on by chronic stress

Two days later he is proved wrong as the giant of a man now wearing a flamingo pattern shirt and khakis awkwardly waves from the plastic chairs, his leg in a pink cast.

The third time Marco stops believing the other man is a hallucination (he’s still iffy on the tiny shadow that seems to follow the giant around, lecturing him about medical studies)

The fourth time he genuinely worries that it’s a domestic abuse case (it’s not, he’s just that clumsy the shadow stoutly assures him)

The fifth he gets a name Corazon

“Two bruised ribs, a fractured skull and mild burns on both hands.”

“Oh that’s better than usual.” Cora turns to Law, grinning with abandon “see I’m getting better!”

Marco raises a brow “at what?”

Law doesn’t even look up from his textbook already radiating disappointment “using the stairs.”

“He’s joking!” Cora waves his hands frantically “I can use the stairs just fine! Actually I was using the bbq!”

Marco can’t help it, he howls with laughter

Later that night after Law had been tucked into bed with a good story of infectious diseases and how they spread. Corazon laid in his own room staring at the ceiling.

A lazy thought of Marco floated into his brain, eyes crinkled as he gasped for air. His whole body shaking from laughing.

“Oh dear” he whispers to the empty space.

Outtake

“So I’m your favourite patient right?”

“No your my worst patient.”

oh my GOD this is good

marco hardcore worried for a bit there that Cora's legit in an abusive relationship but the kid keeps telling him "no, he really is just that clumsy, he's a goddamn disaster"

and marco still doesn't get it until he sees it for himself-Cora somehow manages to set a chair in the waiting room on fire despite having no lighter or cigarettes on him at the time (right before he trips over the flaming chair and it causes a huge Incident)

The BBQ comment sends him into hysterics because 1-cora's way too fucking tall to conceivably use any kind of grill comfortably (bent way over so he can do anything) and 2-marco's riding 3 hours of sleep on a 26 hour shift and boosting half a gallon of coffee and 2 energy drinks, man is Barely Alive but goddamn that's the funniest mental image he's ever had

takes them weeks to get over themselves and marco has to be the one to ask him out, Cora asks him "I'm your favorite patient right" on the first date and Marco

"No, you're my worst-my favorite patient is my father" and the two bond over having adoptive dads

this is too damn cute and somft for me afihujnkefdas

[lesbianjunimo]

A NOSE NUZZLE?? 🥺

[rayeternal]

@kurai-honoo continued from x

he took notice to the blush, but would rather not bring it up. the two toned eyes were unique, and in turn made yami unique !

"of course i think so, you should take some pride in them! they're like nothing i've seen," and that was saying something.

[ofglories]

[ HAIR ] + arsène and bors!

|| Romance Prompts ; accepting!

[ HAIR ]:          sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)

The gentle touch of another person was once something Bors had felt almost entirely unfamiliar with.

Not by entirely his own choice, or out of any disdain towards other people, nor any aimed at his own person. That was something he understood clearly. It was something that had been present his entire life, only growing more noticeable once he had become a knight. And then, upon journeying to Camelot, it had been an unavoidable fact. To be known as a holy knight meant he felt as though he were behind a pane of glass at all times. Able to be near the others but always kept just out of reach.

Sometimes Bors had wondered if Percival or Galahad had felt anything similar.

But they all had different experiences.

Memories of the only time someone not of his family treating him as an ordinary man still lingered. A young man, a smith's apprentice with a smile that now reminded him of his beloved, so much so in fact that he couldn't help but replace the foggy memories of the youth's face with Raoul's features instead. Bors had liked sneaking out of Vivian's hidden palace, slipping into the village to spend time with his friend. The last time they had met had been the day before he had left for Camelot.

A brief and final meeting, ending with the first and only kiss between the two young men.

The only time that distance between himself and others had felt fully bridged.

Until now. Until Heaven had granted him a second chance at life and someone he could well and truly love. A blessing from God, his beloved Raoul was. Something Ruler always told Caster when they were wrapped up in each other like now. Raoul resting his head in Bors' lap as told him of the beauty of the Lady of the Lake's realm. Of a castle made of pearl and crystal, at the bottom of a lake as clear as glass but hidden from all eyes on the surface of the water.

Of treasures that could no longer be found by ordinary people, but Arsène Lupin was no ordinary man.

"The trees were made of silver and gold, and their leaves sounded like tiny bells in the currents," he chuckled, shaking his head as his hair fell free from loosened braids, "I do believe you would have found it a marvel, my love." As he opened his mouth to speak more Raoul raised his hand, making the knight pause before a fond and bashful smile formed as his fiance gently tucked those loose strands of hair behind his ear.

Such a tender touch!

The warmth of his beloved's hand lingering as Raoul continued to cup his face made Bors want to melt. And melt he did, curling down to kiss and kiss and kiss the other man.

"Have I ever told you, my dear Raoul, how dearly I love you?"