#THEY SLEEP CURLED UP TOGETHER

[pwurrz]

this is the cutest fucking thing i’ve ever seen in my life

[anime-lover-mooncake]

Don't wake up his little mate 😡😤

[lalalalalalakakakak]

Velvette spent 4 hours trying to arrange them in that cute position (they were both very big and heavy)

[abyssal-ilk]

very fun to me that in arl eamon's estate in denerim, the warden is roomed with sten, morrigan, and their dog. considering they're my tabris' closest companions, it works out really well for her. but there's only one bed in that damn room and i don't think its fitting two grown women, a qunari man, and a bigass war dog,, someone's getting kicked to the couches 😔

[choctalksalot]

two eepy

two mirmir

[stormbreaker-290]

[mars-ipan]

some postgame doodles for pride month

[0ceanblue]

You know how there’s some videos of two cats cutely sleeping together? One starts to move and the other pulls it impossibly closer and then they settle down to start snoozing away again, all smushed up together and just fucking cute?

I had a lil HC that that’s Billy smushing Steve into his chest when Steve starts to shuffle even an inch away. Steve whines just a little but then he sighs so contently once he’s settled and has his face nestled in Billy’s (very comfortable) boobies. Then they start snoring away again.

Billy wants to turn over? He’s dragging Steve right the hell with him. Tucking that boy so close against his chest. Sighing out a half asleep, ‘C’mere, baby.’ While rolling them both over- And Steve just doesn’t even complain because he adores being wrapped up in Billy’s arms. In his warmth. He’d take that a million times over than having to sleep alone again.

[okitanoniisan]

the mystery of the sleeping arrangements in kiryu's hotel room have been making me insane since IW dropped, so

in eng sub kiryu says they'll play jan ken for the floor, but in jp he specifically says that they'll use it to decide who gets the bed (誰がベッドを使うかは後でジャンケンだ)

initially my assumption was that they just inexplicably did not consider the couches sleepworthy enough and were choosing to crash on the floor instead, but this seems to not be the case, just more of the usual bafflingly pointless localization choices.

tomi takes the bed after that lol

and then chitose joins up with them, and since there are only 2 couches, it either means somebody actually is sleeping on the floor, or they've got to share the bed

we don't see where ichi was sleeping, but it seems like both couches are empty, and tomi is walking over from behind the couch, from the direction of the little alcove where the bed is. assuming chitose did actually stay the night, that'd mean she and ichi took the couches, while tomi and kiryu shared the bed

...but the wonky localization coupled with all of this implies that their sleeping arrangement looks like

[lycanlovebites]

I’m having normal thoughts about boys right now ok (I have a deep visceral need to hunt someone through the forest, nothing but the sound of him gasping and breaking through the brush with his heartbeat thrumming like an animal of its own in his chest and in my ears, my paws beating against the earth as I race after him, teeth clicking and practically foaming at the mouth at his scent. Just him and me in the dead of night. And when I finally catch him I pin him to the ground and fuck his brains out under the full moon <3 )

I can be left alone with a pretty guy in the middle of the night under a full moon. Yeah just leave him by the forest :) no yeah don’t worry abt it haha yeah I’m just gonna go out for a run :) it will be good for me and also him. Enrichment :) being hunted by a big werewolf counts as a couples exercise right

[odysseys-blood]

im finally doing another overdesigned merfolk and i have to pick a name for it orz

i wanted to do another slug based merm like plum so this ones an alabaster nudi (*^^*)

[wulfhalls]

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[floralstorms]

@sludgemetalsnufkin, @snoofthefool, you may now see the babies

[ploffskinpluffskin]

i can't write any RP replies or asks to save my life rn but i've been working on writing outside of that orz anyway decided to add yet another wildly self-indulgent scenario to the ploffskin pluffskin sequel, featuring my favorite trope: characters telling stories to each other

Natori had once told him a story. Not about himself, of course— he quite rarely did that. But one he recalled from when he was young, one told to him by the faintly-recalled ghosts of his parents, and so it had felt to Claudius quite excitingly private all the same. 

“A spoiled child,” he had explained in a way that almost read as shy. “One who was born with all of his nerve endings outside of his body. They would trail behind him like a wedding train.” 

“Is that possible..?” Claudius had mumbled.

“I don’t believe so.”

It was a new nanny, Natori had then gone on to describe, who could not abide the child’s nasty behavior and unending, critical demands, for he had hitherto been treated with the utmost of care and indulgence and understood nothing of other peoples’ feelings and limitations. Finally, overcome with exasperation, she stomped upon the exposed nerves for all the frustration she had in her, even going so far as to chase the poor thing from room to room. In the morning, the child’s nerve endings had receded, back to where they had always belonged. He was cured.

But Claudius had balked.

“I’d fire her! Or worse!”

“Oh, there’s no defense for her temper, certainly,” Natori had agreed with a sort of helpless laugh. “But treating him as a delicate glass ornament hadn’t helped him much, either, had it? He couldn’t play as other children did, or grow as they did. He had nothing to do but to lie in bed as still as he could— afraid— and dwell only on his own potential pain.”

Claudius had thought about that for some time, long enough for Natori to get nervous.

“...what are you thinking, sire..?” He’d eventually asked, and it had struck Claudius as quite novel at the time, in a way he couldn’t fully describe.

“I’m thinking it still must’ve hurt a lot,” he had answered.

“Undoubtedly. Certainly there must have been a better way.” And Claudius had breathed a sigh of relief, somewhere, at that agreement. When Natori had spoken again, he had sounded rather tellingly sleepy. “Sometimes a second hurt is necessary, though, after the first one.”

“How do you figure?”

Natori had inhaled quietly, shifting only so much that he could curl more comfortably against his companion’s arm. Claudius had noticed him looking up to him in a way that seemed rather sweet, but knowing. Sly. The sleepiness was still there but the grey cat was fighting it. “Do you know how pearls are made, Claudius?”

Claudius had narrowed his eyes at him, only a little, not in suspicion or annoyance but in distant confusion. 

Once, some time ago, he’d have had little patience for this apparent non sequitur, even from Natori, whom he’d always assumed to have showered with a generous amount of the virtue (although now having had a small taste of true patience, he’d realized his own misjudgment. At the time, he’d wondered also if Natori could tell the difference.) Then, however, in that warm but liminal napping time, lazing halfway in the sun and halfway under a broken slab of the castle, he’d felt only a faint curiosity over what the other cat’s point would ultimately be.

“How are pearls made?”

[d-d-disgusting]

@acidbodywoman Turns my pockets out and a dozen headcanons tumble out for you <3 <3 ALRIGHT SO First thing; Vincent Does Not sleep well. He's obviously pretty keyed up a lot of the time, and paranoia aside, being neurotic over an impossible amount of self-imposed work on TOP of the work of surviving without resources has this guy pretty mentally occupied. He Does try to get an amount of rest every night when possible, though! With poor night vision, he tends to settle in before visibility gets too terrible, and generally wakes early enough to catch the sunset. He actually really enjoys the mornings. He's also pretty quick to play host, especially if a person is in need! None of his shelters have anything fancier than nests made of blankets and/or clothing/scrounged cloth. Some have a mattress in a corner, but that's about as fancy as it gets. Even if presented with the option to sleep in a bed, he'll often relegate himself to the floor. Guilt/signaling perceived status of other people as above him/wanting to be able to leave without the other person noticing are all reasons to avoid sharing a bed, but he Can get over these things. When in the presence of someone he trusts, he WILL sleep much easier, but makes a point to try not to fall sleep before the other person (Guard dog behavior), and if possible, he'll wake before them too to try to make breakfast. He gets a sense of purpose from that little attempt at normalcy, even if it can come off as awkward or bizarre. When entertaining company he is. SO attentive. Maybe a little weirdly so. When solving a particular problem or serving a particular purpose (even if that's 'Make this person feel safe/feed them/help them do X') it will push a LOT of priorities lower. Having company he's invited into his space will really put him into host mode, and he can be Very perceptive of that person's reactions and trying to adjust his own behavior in response. In another person's space, he'll be quieter, much more apologetic, not very receptive to help and more likely to bug out and run off. When he trusts himself around someone, he's a good cuddler. He looks gangly, but he's warm, and he's TALL and he can wrap around a person pretty comfortably, if he ever gets to that point. It's soothing to feel someone else against him, when he can allow it.

He also sleeps fully clothed.

[threnodians]

i am half asleep and exhausted but my husband visited me so what more do i need 🥰 💕 💗