#Cuddles

[urbruisedgf]

tell me how pretty and precious I look with tears falling down my little face as you hold a knife to my throat

[smolerthanthediagram]

Trobed + cuddling

Bonus yuri trobed hehe

[random-writer-online]

Meetings with a baby - 1

Damian stared down with a dubious look, a frown set on his youthful face. His hand on the front door, looking at the soggy box holding a surprisingly calm baby. It was clothed, thank the heavens, but there were dried tears on the little thing. “Tt.” he clicked, his hands grabbing hold of the young babe. 

Speaking of the young babe, it woke up from its slumber, hiccuping and babbling slowly growing with frequency as it realised they were picked up. Twas a funny sight to behold from an outsider’s point of view, a young child– no older than fourteen– holding an equally younger baby in its grasp. Damian held the baby like you would a kitten, his arms holding the baby’s armpits. 

“Father would certainly approve,” Damian muttered mindlessly, eyeing the black inky hair and icy blue eyes. Even its tan skin would match some of his siblings, he thought with distaste. He looked down past the baby, wondering if there was a note inside. No, instead of a simple note that would be easy to read, there in the box had a carving name of ‘Danny F.’ in it. 

Damian huffed, kicking the box further out the steps and shutting the doors that led inside. Hesitantly, he pulled the young babe closer to his chest, his right hand holding Danny’s head and his left cradling the baby. “You must be mine now, as I found you first.” Damian said, possessiveness leaking through his tone. 

The young baby babbled in what appears to be amusement, or happiness, it’s little body squirming and shivering with joy. Damian’s lips pursed, wondering if all baby’s were like this. ‘Hopefully not,’ he demanded. His legs moved on their own up the lavished stairs, following the steps to his bedroom on the second floor. Opening the door was tough, as the babe weighed more than he realised. 

Eventually, he closed his bedroom door and settled the baby down on the edge of his king sized bed, the baby wiggling around like a useless worm. Figuring Twas cold, Damian seized a small blanket from when he was a kid and plopped it on top of the baby. Danny made a noise that couldn’t be described, before clutching the blanket in its grasp, almost like laying claim on it.

‘Just like me, I suppose.’ Damian thought amusingly. Before turning himself towards the desk that held his computer. Logging in, he searched on what babies may need, mindlessly scrolling till he found a good enough website to browse. It went on until he heard a cry behind him. 

Damian turned head, looking back on his bed. Danny was kicking his feet, his arms shaking wildly. An unsettling aroma hit his nose, making him scrunch his face in disgust.

“Tt.” He grunted, getting up and coming over to the young babe. He probably had to change sheets, he thought, irritated. Holding Danny up like a misbehaving kitten would, he shuffled over to his private bathroom and setted Danny laying down on his bathroom counter. 

Danny whined like a puppy though, squirming uncomfortably. “This hurts me more than you, rascal.” Damian muttered under his breath, already wanting to get this over with. 

~TIME SKIP~

Damian gagged when he threw the offending piece of diaper into his trash, washing his hands aggressively and spritzing with a freshener spray all over his bathroom, before cleaning up the little babe that was giggling. “Little devil.” Damian clicked his tongue, dressing Danny in one of his clean boxers that held a pad, courtesy of stealing one from Cass’s room. 

Setting Danny on his bed once more, clean from stains thankfully, in a sitting position before grabbing an open cup filled halfway with warm milk. Slightly tilting the baby’s head and pressing the cup towards its mouth, he let Danny sip from the cup until the milk was eventually gone.

Damian blinked like a lizard, putting the cup down on his bedside table before changing into night wear. Holding the young babe close to his chest, he pulled his blanket up and made sure to sleep on his back, with the blanket only going up to Danny’s shoulders.

Speaking of Danny, the young babe babbled in content, small hands clutching the shirt Damian wore to sleep. Damian petted the baby’s head, before closing his eyes to fall into, hopefully, a deep slumber.

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Hope y'all enjoyed this little story! I will maybe write more of these that will feature Damian taking care of a baby Danny. Again, sorry if there was any out-of-character moments from Damian.., Bye darlin's, mwah!

[katya-1917]

Anyone wanna meet Toby Toebeanz? He's the cutest little shit ever.

[ccsiscomicz]

took a break from animating

Made this mini doodle (they look squishable)

Coloring is always my fav part

[I like the white bg better :3]

He's supposed to look like meh or doesn't care but instead he ended up looking like he upset and annoyed

(I'd be upset too if only one foot get to breath air)

[Upset goat and snek worm belong to @dictatortirah ]

Grrrrr now I have the urge to draw Sniper and Nero togetherrrr

Even though its cute there's a fact that I think alot knows about snakes

What are you doing Crystal..... Just make something purely wholesome for once...

This doodle made me feel better after getting randomly overwhelmed while I was eating *sobs*

:p so I just learned how to make links in mobile

[thekawaiifruitworld]

Lil doodle of these two. <3

Since Frieren seems to end up sprawled across her companions fast asleep every now and then, I'll just assume Himmel has been inadvertedly turned pillow/heating pad at least once as well.

Also, that little randomly placed 'heart' was an accidental dot my boyfriend made while leaning over my tablet. Fit too well too erase it. :'D

[kindinb00]

[divine-death2]

My moon

xx This is a little blurp of Noah I had. I hope you enjoy it! xx

Warnings: None, except fluff, soft kisses, cuddling.

The hotel room was quiet, save for the rhythmic hum of the city outside the window. The sun peeked through the heavy curtains, casting a soft glow across the unmade bed where she lay, wrapped up in the sheets. It was rare to have a day like this—a day with nothing on the schedule, no soundcheck, no interviews, no screaming crowds. Just her and me, lost in this little pocket of time.

She stirred as I climbed back into bed, her sleepy eyes blinking up at me as a slow smile spread across her face. "Morning, rockstar," she murmured, voice still laced with sleep.

I chuckled, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "Morning, beautiful."

She nuzzled into my touch, her warmth drawing me closer. I let myself sink into her, wrapping my arms around her waist as she curled into me. She fit so perfectly against me, like she was made to be here, in this moment, in my arms. I pressed a kiss to her forehead, then her cheek, trailing soft kisses along her jawline until she sighed in contentment.

"You're extra affectionate this morning," she teased, tilting her head back to look at me.

I grinned. "Can't help it. I missed you while I was on tour."

She laughed softly, her fingers tracing lazy patterns over my arm. "You saw me a week ago."

"A week is too long." I nudged my nose against hers before pressing another lingering kiss to her lips. She melted into it, her hand finding the back of my neck, fingers tangling in my hair. Kissing her was like breathing—easy, necessary.

When we finally pulled away, she sighed and rested her head against my chest, listening to the steady beat of my heart. I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the small, wrapped box I had been hiding. I hesitated for a second, then placed it in her hand.

Her eyes widened as she sat up slightly. "Noah, what is this?"

"Just something small," I said, watching as she carefully untied the ribbon. "I saw it and thought of you."

She lifted the lid, revealing a delicate silver necklace with a tiny charm in the shape of a crescent moon. Her lips parted, her fingers grazing over the metal before she looked back at me, eyes glistening. "It's beautiful."

"It reminded me of you," I admitted, brushing my thumb over her knuckles. "You’re my moon—always there, always pulling me back, no matter how far I go."

She swallowed hard, then leaned in, pressing a slow, tender kiss against my lips. "I love you, Noah."

I cupped her face, my forehead resting against hers. "I love you too."

We stayed like that, wrapped up in each other, letting the world outside disappear. There was no stage, no noise, no chaos. Just us, tangled in soft sheets and whispered kisses, savoring every second of this rare, perfect day.

[martinsharmony]

Gorgeous

Commission for the loveliest @emsiecat who wanted a warm and cozy edit of Aziraphale and Crowley happily cuddled up together in the South Downs cottage.

Thank you for trusting me with your ideas, Emma! It was a joyful journey ❤️

[full size]

[locketbunny0-o]

Dms openn!!

A video from yesterday since I’m super sick today _^_

I promise I’ll get to all of my dms ( - 3 • )

[scene-puppy]

My crazy, hard, awful, most problematic kink is probably wanting to be held and told that I’m gonna be ok. Like I just want to cuddle with someone who loves me more than anyone else and who just wants me. No expectation of sex or bringing weed just me they want me. Sappy stuff sorry chat

[sophielikespinkk]

us!!!!

[gorjee-art]

a comic about cuddles

[w-intent]

[wordswithloveee]