#JUST HHHHHHHHHHHH

[simpingforcys]

Say what you will but DAMN was it so fucking sexy how quickly and immediately in control of his new body and wings he became, fully embraced it and took pride in it, the sheer EXCITEMENT of toying and torturing Ralph making his wings spread out ready to take off. Like imagine trying to rile him up by petting him or scratching around his sensitive spots and his wings just spike out like that, just HHH. He was just so excited to use his new body, the sudden spike in power, agility, even bloodthirsty, outright stating his desire to kill Ralph, all while laughing like a madman who got a new drive of motivation to satisfy his new needs.

[moongothic]

Returning to my silly little Digimon fancomic to work on it for the first time in months and realizing how phenomenally cringe it truly is

[kitamars]

oh no! more ginhiji

[rillils]

🌸 post-catws stucky + hug

The first tendril of want shocks him like a splash of ice-cold water poured down his spine.

Bucky doesn’t know at first – doesn’t know what, doesn’t know how. But the want is there, curled up in his chest: small, and starving, like some trembling newborn thing whose first taste of life is hunger, crying to be fed and soothed.

There’s a half-remembered feeling in the back of his mind, something he reaches for when the want aches sharp and spark-bright inside him. The word for it is short and sweet in Bucky’s mouth, so gentle it barely touches his tongue at all, all throat and soft palate: ‘hug’.

It’s a simple concept. Two arms go around one body – that’s all it takes. One step, and there it is: a hug. And Bucky imagines it vividly: his own mismatched arms around Steve, and Steve’s arms folding around him, like a circle – the shape of the infinite, of timeless things like the two of them. A line that should end, but constantly finds one more beginning instead.

He tries to see it, Steve’s broad chest brushing against his as their bodies meet, the swell of Steve’s arms enveloping him, Steve’s big palms splayed wide against his back, touching him. Gentle. Like Steve’s eyes on him are gentle; like the clasp of his hand on Bucky’s shoulder is gentle, always. So gentle, perhaps, that Bucky would hardly even feel the hug around him.

But he would take it, gentle or no. Because the truth, where it lies in the empty pit of his stomach, is that he starves for it, day after day, the want pulsing inside him with every beat of his heart. He just doesn’t know how to ask for it.

So Steve does the asking for him.

His hair is ruffled, limned with copper and wisps of gold in the late afternoon light, and his hands are unsure, nervous. But his eyes. His eyes take Bucky in, searching, urgent – and for a moment, Bucky is sure that Steve, too, must have been starving for this.

“Can I hug you?” he says, and the word sounds especially sweet when it’s Steve pronouncing it. When there’s a ‘you’ attached to it, and that one syllable becomes two, joined seamlessly together, and the new word rolls smooth and honeyed down the curl of Steve’s tongue, hug you, hug you, hug you. “Would that be okay?”

Bucky wets his lips. ‘Yes,’ he means to say, but the word that slips out of his mouth in a rasp instead says, “Please.”

So Steve gathers him close, two arms and one body and his nose buried in Bucky’s dark mop of hair, and he carves a snug space out of himself to make room for Bucky right there, his hands fisted in the back of Bucky’s shirt, their chests pressed so tight together that his heartbeat pounds behind Bucky’s ribs.

It’s not a passing touch, the fluttering echo of a hug Bucky feared he might barely feel. It’s persistent. It’s desperate. It’s a hungry little thing, a creature to be fed tenderly, steadily, so it’ll grow and live, and live.

He wraps his own arms around Steve, and grasps at him just as fiercely as his want commands, a wet exhale shuddering out of his lips to land in the crook of Steve’s neck.

He was wrong, he realizes now, framed in Steve’s embrace like a timeless work of art. He was missing a step.

A hug is a simple concept: two arms go around one body, and they hold on.

[pup-pee]

he is the dirt under my fingernails

[whataboutnoope]

Saw an edit on the clock app in which Wymack called both Neil and Kevin his sons and I just want to say to whoever put that thought in my brain: you get yelled at and later a kiss for this one (i can't seem to find it rn, hope it'll get back on my fyp at some point.)

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

am thinking dangerous dangerous thoughts of middle-aged milf duo sugusho coaxing you into their long-term relationship . and keeping u there

[lizzylucky]

[captain-k8kat]

I know I've talked about this before somewhere but the I just love the parallel between diluc and kaeya of kaeya being stuck in the past and diluc refusal to look back, preferring to look towards the future instead.

[acerikus]

Hang on. Hang on putting sifplush posting aside for a sec

The. They put the shirt in the undertale section as well. Wh-

[loverboybrightsideghost]

having anxiety about Doing Things is like being in a bathtub with water dripping and it drips drop by drop and you forget why you’re there and you just sit there and eventually the water level is up to your shins and you’re like oh that’s a lot of water where did that come from. and it’s extremely easy theoretically to stick your hand in the water and pull the stopper and let the water to down the drain. but you won’t stick your hand in the water. and you don’t know why. you don’t want to get wet. you wouldn’t even be bothered by your hand getting wet. but you just don’t, for some reason.

[blitzbuckz]

when people say they're excited to see me / my content

me:

[altruistic-meme]

thinking about exy skk au............. dazai and chuuya going to the same high school and then going to different colleges....... competing in the finals....... them having a very famous rivalry and always getting in trouble for shittalking each other in interviews....... one of them having to transfer eventually and the whole team going Oh Fuck bc now they have to deal with Exy's Biggest Feud on their court...... and they're RIGHT bc oh god they never stop fighting UNTIL its game time........ dazai and chuuya being an UNSTOPPABLE pair on the court, always in sync, barely needing a glance to know what each other plans to do, already flawlessly executing plays that the team didn't even know about......... the team finding out after their first match that dazai and chuuya played together in high school and were known locally but their high school team was never big enough to get on the big channels so they were never really discovered and whenever people would talk to their families or people who knew them in high school they were never believed when they would talk about how good the two worked together and how well they got along.

anyway.

[placesyoucallhome]

*while shoving rice cooker cake in my mouth* Valentione's date rp

[pup-pee]

i think speedsters should randomly show up in the bg of comics like batman does

listen if they r going around the world they r BOUND 2 see their silly superhero friends ok?

like would they not say hi ;;

sjhafdkhfss i just think it owul db rlly silly if smth was happening in the bg but then a flash of lightning, its fixed! also hey theres a speedster eating out the palm of ur hand like a bird- r u used 2 this??

[teddybeartoji]

should i download genshin just so i could try and get arlecchino lmao