#HAVE SOME CUTE FLUFF

[forgetfulmachineart]

[ID: A colored, simple, three panel comic of teen Gojo Satoru and Megumi Fushiguro. Panel one: Megumi sits on a stool, feet hanging barely half way down, as Gojo kneels in front of them bandaging their arm and holding their hand. Megumi has Gojo's sunglasses and is labeled "gojo put the sunglasses on them to keep Megumi's hair out of wounds." Gojo says "You got pretty close this time, Gumi! Want my help taming Nue next time?" Second panel: Megumi from the waist up, looking at her bandaged arm and saying "No. I'm alright Dad." A small cartoon Megumi realizes what they said and goes "wait..." Third panel: Gojo has a closed eyes smile and says "Okay, Gumi" but is labeled "Trying very very very very hard to play it cool." Multiple loud and ugly crying cartoon Gojo's reflect his real feelings in the background. /End ID]

They proceed to never talk about it again

[nhura]

QUICK NO ONE'S LOOKING

(See readmore for thoughts, cope, bonus, etc.)

Anyone else up thinking about Ratio's big, strong, secure arms and how warm and all-consuming they could be in a hug or embrace. :/ Anyway

I just wanted to draw them being cute and seizing a sliver of a moment where they could have some PDA silly time without actually having any eyes on them. They're public figures and working adults with very clear boundaries between public persona and private life (to varying degrees of "in a sad way"), so while it may be in Aventurine's nature to constantly blur lines for various agendas and self-preservation (read: play "the flirt" without an aligned goal), I believe that in an actual relationship they'd be fairly private.

It's kind of fun to break your own rules, though! Ratio would be more upset about the consequences, though. He's a little bit of a hypocrite, which is devastating for someone of such discipline, but nobody's perfect.

I'm of the mentality of, "If you're tired of working on it, then just post it!", so here are some fun peripherals that I didn't feel like adding:

Some staff in the background sweeping up to evoke a blended sense of fragile privacy and liminal time.

A laptop on the aquarium/bar/counter because there's something fascinating about seeing people on their work laptops in public.

The rest of their clothes (casual friday)

[rookinthecrownest]

Spite learns about babies 👶

(Tiny!Spite belongs to @/psin314)

[bloumiiss]

Sheep.

[mellosdrawings]

Hii!! So sorry for going on an absolute spree liking all of your posts ;; your art style is super expressive & I love the way you use crosshatching! As well as all your headcanons (you are so real abt cane user azul, i didnt realize how many cards he's sitting in!!)

I was curious, do you have any headcanons with Ruggie & Jamil? Especially with your N2 squad theories and their canon interactions durin GloMas, I'd love to see what you think of them~

First, never apologize for any liking/reblog/other spree, you have no idea how happy it makes me to have someone like what I do so much that they dig into my previous stuff!

And thank you so much for the compliments I'm ansbsjsbsjsn about them 💕

For Ruggie and Jamil, I have a whole bunch of different headcanons depending on the situations.

First their GloMas interaction gave me life. I found it so perfect, just the two of them finally letting their inner gremlins take over without worrying about their image. It was PERFECT !

I also love that their Signature Spells have the same "manipulation" base, but Ruggie is about the body while Jamil is about the mind. (I usually love adding Jade to the mix with his ability to force the truth out of others. I call the three of them the "Manipulation Gang". I'd love to see the three of them actually gang up some day.)

Jamil and Ruggie also have the same servants-to-spoiled-rich-kids background. I feel like they'd have the most terrible gossip while washing clothes or something. I just can't really imagine them not be friends of sorts. Just pestering about the latest wild nonsense their master has been up to, wondering if they should exchange their burdens (pre chap 6, Jamil would never agree after that) and just generally let the worst of them show to the other coz they don't mind.

In the context of the N2 Squad, Ruggie would definitely be a needed push for Jamil. The kind of "Please just date him, Leona’s mood is only getting worse and I'm tired and if I hear 'im moan about you once more I'm gonna murder you both" or something like that. Ruggie knows the inner workings of Leona, knows the inner workings of Jamil too from their laundry-gossip, and while I can imagine him strive in chaos he would immediately go complain to either Leona or Jamil if their turning around each other made his job harder. After the N2 Squad starts dating though, I can def imagine Ruggie try to profit off being friends with Jamil to get favors from Leona (and maybe Vil too coz why not?)

(Also Ruggie is def Jamil's first fan when it comes to cooking and always tries to have him give him spares from a previous party or whatever.)

[luminique]

https://www.tumblr.com/luminique/768013333893873664/tying-a-bow-on-lighters-bicepsmwheeheh

WAITTT how about after what happen in that drabble. Reader decorated lighter’s body with stickers. Like his chest, arms, back or every part of his body is covered with STICKERS

OH and also the ribbons around his biceps 🥹🥹 reader even tie small bows on his fingers.

thats enough lighter yap for today 💕

sometimes, they sell really cute bandages at jc pharmacy in lumina square. while shopping for the girls with lighter, you decided to pick those up too, mainly just because they're cute. while lighter does some extra shopping, you decided to look at the stationery section. seeing all of the different sticker designs, animals, bangboos, galaxy, etc. a certain idea pops into your head.

after being able to convince him to let you tie a bow around his bicep, he was basically a flustered mess to even stop you from doing anything more. so while he was playing with the ribbon in his fingers, you seized the opportunity by placing a sticker right on the edge of his shoulder scar.

"and what's this?" his other hand went to feel the little bandage you placed on him. for how large his scar is, something this small would never be able to patch it up.

“it’s cute, and you seem like you need it,” you chirped, carefully peeling off a sticker from its backing and placing it on his chest. he didn’t need a bandage, his scar was healed somewhat, but the feel of your fingers on his skin sent shivers down his spine.

he’s the red scarf of the sons of calydon and he’s letting you place cat stickers on him like it was nothing. “i’m not some sort of cutie you can just, decorate whenever you like,” he protested but didn’t even make an effort to remove them from his body. he doesn’t want to seem like a softie, this was ruining his cool guy personality.

you didn’t really mind what he had to say, still continuing to stick bangboos on him now. if you weren’t going to stop, at the very least he could seem a little more angry (he can’t get angry at you doing something so silly). with a cross of his arms and his head turned, he effectively stopped you from placing anymore on his body.

however, he just opened himself up to even more opportunities. a quick little kiss on his cheek then a sticker to seal it in place had him staring wide eyed at you. he didn’t really think you would be THAT bold but the blush on your cheeks made it obvious to him that you were just as flustered by your own actions as him.

the red on his face was double yours though and he’d try to say something about it but it just comes out as stutters and half completed sentences. he loosens up, pushing up his sunglasses. if he’s getting your affection in such a… stupidly silly but cute way, maybe it’s not so bad to be covered in stickers and bandages…

[msmimundo]

Pinky and Peter

[dykespence]

Thought I needed to add the update xx

[amelia-yap]

Hiii First of, I looooove your Dragon Weiss AU and designs for her and he fam. So I was thinking, What would it look like if Whitley (wanting to be a protective baby brother that he is) wanted to intimidate the rest of RBY and showed them his full dragon form, but it doesn't quite work cuz he is fluffy and way smaller compared to his sisters so he looks huggable instead of menacing?

Again, love ya work smuch!

yeah! he is friend shaped! Both schneeblings are absolutely protective of weiss (she suffers a lot in my timeline) (favorite character curse) i think he would be a bit self-conscious of his dragon because he's fluffy. he lets winter do all the intimidating , he does all the verbal threats he wants!!

[starrylevi]

Cute and silly drabble about Levi trying to convince you to quit your job and let him take care of you ♥️

“You’re not happy.” He states as he picks up his cup of tea by its circular top.

You chew on your bottom lip for a moment. “I know.” You reply softly.

“So quit.” He shrugs as he brings the cup to his lips.

You roll your eyes. “I can’t just quit, Levi.”

“Sure you can. I’ll even write the resignation letter for you.” He smirks before taking a sip of tea, his eyes meets yours as he drinks.

You chuckle at that. “I wish…”

“It doesn’t have to be a wish, Y/N…”

“I don’t have another job lined up.” You remind him.

“So?” He places his cup back down on the table.

You look at him incredulously. “What do you mean, ‘so?’ How am I supposed to make money, Levi?”

“I would give it to you.” He states simply, as if the answer was obvious.

Your eyes narrow at him. “And what would you get in return, Mr. Ackerman?”

He shrugs. “Nothing I don’t get already. This isn’t an arrangement-“

“So I wouldn’t be your sugar baby?” You ask jokingly.

Levi looks disgusted. “Absolutely not.”

You pretend pout. “You don’t want me to be your sugar baby?”

“Y/N.”

“Okay, I’ll stop.” You giggle.

“I’m serious. If you need to quit-“

“Levi, I couldn’t possibly do that. What if we break up?” You ask, your mind jumping to the worse possible conclusion. “What if we break up, then I would be without a partner and without a job.”

“Why would you assume we would break up?”

“I’m just thinking of possible scenarios!”

Levi pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a breath. “Look, I know it would be a big deal. I’m not saying it isn’t. I’m just stating the option is there.”

“I don’t know, Levi…”

“I know it’s scary, you would have to rely on me-“

You cut him off again, trying to explain yourself. “It’s not that I don’t trust you-“

“I know. I know, Y/N.” He says with a chuckle. “I know how your brain works. Just think about it.” He shrugs.

You pause, digesting his words. “Would I get an allowance?”

This makes Levi chuckle again. “Would you want one?”

You shrug. “I don’t know, man, you tell me.”

Levi playfully rolls his eyes. “C’mere.” He gestures for you to sit on his lap. You follow his command, now you’re snug against him. “Whatever you want, you’ll get.”

You nod.

“I love you, and I just want you to be happy.” He murmurs against your skin.

“I know, I appreciate you. I love you too.” You think about how lucky you are to have someone like Levi. “I don’t deserve you.” You mumble.

“Tch, don’t say that. I’d argue it’s the other way around.

“Absolutely not.”

“I guess we’ll have to agree to disagree.” He places a small trail of kisses on your skin.

“I guess so.” You giggle.

Maybe you would take him up on the offer.

[renmackree]

In the Jeep community there's a trend called ducking where you put a rubber duck on another owner's Jeep. It's like, supposed to be a symbol of "I like your style."

So imagine Stiles being ducked the first time. He gets out of class and there's a duck on his windshield. He puts it out on display proudly like "Look at me, I'm popular!"

He's just a happy guy that someone felt the need to duck him.

So Derek just keeps doing it. Finding new and interesting ducks on Amazon or in the store, sometimes two or three at a time. Every time Stiles is just happy and showing off the newest duck, keeping them in their own little space.

It continues in college, Derek being sure to find some way to duck him when he least expects it. Stiles always so happy about getting a new one.

And Derek finally works up the courage to buy the little werewolf duck and puts it on the jeep seat one Christmas when Stiles is home. But Stiles doesn't say anything about that one, he doesn't even mention it.

Derek feels silly and just goes home but he finds a little duck in plaid on his windshield and turns around to see Stiles like.

"Thanks for the ducks"

[my-blooming-darling]

💕 Grumpy Rindou usually doesn’t go to sleep until about 3 am or some other ungodly hour and wonders why he’s so rundown.

💕 Grumpy Rindou reminds you of a grouchy cat who’s been woken up from the best nap of his life. Now you’ve changed his name in your contacts to “Grumpy Kitty”.

💕 Grumpy Rindou grumbles when you come to wake him up and drags you into bed with him so he can cuddle with you. Who cares if you’re late to work?

💕 Grumpy Rindou’s hair is a mess when he eventually decides to roll out of bed and it faintly reminds you of a Trolls doll with how much it sticks out in every existing direction.

💕 Grumpy Rindou sleeps on an ergonomic pillow for his back and neck pain.

💕 Grumpy Rindou complains very dramatically about the bed being cold when you get up and leave him.

💕 Grumpy Rindou buries himself in your blanket because it smells like you and he doesn’t want to leave.

💕 Grumpy Rindou rolls around in bed to dodge Ran’s attempts to shake him awake and falls off the bed.

💕 Grumpy Rindou just wants to spend time with you.

[themgfujoshi]

A little modern au sanuso for the soul hehehehe

[painsandconfusion]

alright kids

it's a bad day, so what can I write/post for you to give a little joy? I'm settled in at a coffee shop ready for whatever you'd like

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

"Cuhut it out- you guys!" "Nu-uh, not until you're all perked up first! You don't want those gym challengers meetin' with an ol' mopey leader, do ya?" "Whitney's right, dear friend. No need to hide that beautiful smile of yours, alright?~"

What it takes to cheer up Johto's beloved ghost boy 👻💕

[koushuwu]

SANDCASTLES AND FIRST KISSES

Tsukishima Kei x Reader | 1,190 words | sometimes a first kiss happens between little kids where it’s as innocent as can be. and sometimes, many years later, second first kisses lead to beautiful things. literally just a first kiss story from my selfship with the lanky bitch boy tsukki.

Little kid Tsukishima Kei and you had been playing in the sandbox like the good kids that you were. you’d built a castle and as you recalled it, it was the prettiest sandcastle in existence. It had little windows and all. And by windows, you meant little indents in the facade, dug out with your tiny kids’ hands. It was quite the sight, honestly.

“Let’s build a real castle to live in one day,” you said to him, clapping your little hands. You were excited, and even when he shook his head with a little smile, the excitement didn’t subside.

“We’d need to get married to live together, dummy.” Tsukishima looked away from you and scooped a handful of sand up, digging a moat around the castle. He set it aside and smiled when you leaned forward and shoved your own hands into the sand to help him dig.

“Well, aren’t we going to get married?” You noticed his fingers still for a second and looked up into his eyes. He looked as if he was considering you words. “I know I plan to marry you,” you told him, and even if you, at the time, didn’t fully understand the words you were saying, you knew you meant it to the extent that a child’s brain can fathom the concept.

“Do we have to kiss then?” he asked you, eyes narrowing a little as he studied you.

“Do you not want to?”

Tsukishima sat back and thought it over for a moment. Fidgeting with his own fingers and looking up into the bright blue sky. You could see him chewing on the inside of his cheek.

“I think we have to.” He then said and looked back at you with a resolute nod. Like he’d decided, and of course then it would have to be so.

“Okay,” you beamed, and so you grabbed both sides of his face with your sandy little hands. “We’re going to get married,” you proclaimed and then pressed your lips hard against his, for no more than one second before pulling back, letting him go and turning back to digging that little moat around our castle. Soon enough skies started gathering and threatened with rain, which meant the end of that specific playdate.

You’d meant the words you said that day, but now many years later he didn’t think you had, and so he kind of… Not forgot, but he didn’t give much more thought to it. Until that one day. That one day where you had your first kiss as adults. The first legit one, if you were to ask him.

“God, are you dense or are you just not interested?” You heaved a deep sigh as a frustrated furrow creased your forehead, your eyes narrowed slightly at him.

“Interested? What do you mean?”

“I am flirting with you!” You shook your head in utter disbelief as the furrow in your forehead deepened.

“You’re what, now?” His eyes searched my face, displaying just as intense disbelief as you felt. The look in his eye made something inside of you melt. The frustration died out like a match that’d burned too far down.

“Flirting,“ you repeated softly and smiled at him. “Have been for years,” you added. A strong urge almost had you reach out to grab his hand, but a little part of you still wasn’t certain he’d let you, even if his unusually soft and utterly dumbfounded expression fought to convince you otherwise.

“Oh.” His eyes kept raking across your face and you felt your cheeks and ears heating under his gaze “Wait. With me?” You laughed. You couldn’t help it when an unexpected and hysterical laugh ripped it’s way out of your throat.

“You really are dense!” You shook your head again. You really couldn’t believe it.

“Hey! I am not!”

“You don’t think so?” You asked him a pursed your lips at him. What he’d never admit to if you’d asked him right then and there, was that he found it utterly adorable when you did just that. You coaxed that one out of him a couple of years later. “So if it’s not that, I assume you’re not interested? You could just tell me, you know.”

“What? No!” It wasn’t often that you got to see Tsukishima flustered, but right now he was stumbling over his words and a little flush was creeping up across his face, and it was clear that he tried to hide it with his hand, when he went to push his glasses further up on his nose. But you saw it. And something inside of you knew what it meant, but for some reason you couldn’t help but want to see if you could get that blush to deepen just a little bit. It was just so cute.

“Do you remember that time when we were kids?” You asked him and watched as he stilled slightly.

“What time?”

“When agreed to live together one day.” You was right. His blush deepened as he nodded at your words, and you knew you’d been right. “Do you remember what more we agreed on that day? Because I still mean that.” Tsukishima flushed even deeper, but confusion flashed across his features as well.

“I—I don’t.” His voice was small. He didn’t remember. This was not the way you had expected this to go. You pulled in a deep breath. It wasn’t his fault that he didn’t remember. Yet it had something snap inside of you. Not anger, of course not. But some kind of desperate frustration and you couldn’t help it. You didn’t manage to stop yourself before you were moving. Before you’d stepped up against him and taken a hold of his shirt, your lips against his.

Tsukishima tensed up at first, and when you were about to pull back and apologize, he relaxed under your touch. He tentatively placed his hands on each side of your face, responding to your kiss. His lips and movements were soft, all in stark contrast with his usually stingy facade and your rough approach.

When the kiss broke and you moved back for air, you looked up at Tsukishima. He looked down at me. His glasses were slightly askew, and his cheeks were so brightly tinted that you almost chuckled. Tsukishima turned his head and fixed his glasses. Even his ears were turning pink, and you noticed his swollen lips and the shine in his eyes. You leaned closer to him, standing on your toes to whisper into his ear.

“We agreed that we’d get married one day.” His body jolted, and he looked at you in shock. “And I meant it.” The shock subsided and you could see that he remembered. You could see the smile that he tried very hard to suppress, but it only had you smiling wider.

“You’re so annoying. But I guess you can’t go back on a promise.” He shook his head at you, but even so, you knew him well enough to realize that this was as close to a confession as you’d get out of him at a time like this.