#This came to me when I was day dreaming

[doodlingbiscuit]

Cuddle Fiend

Just something small I came up with the other day! Characters are aged up as always!

Rise!Leo x Reader

Words: 436

Warnings: Suggestive Joke

Cuddling with Leo was an experience, to say the least. 

Don’t get it wrong, it was one that you loved. Leo curled around you perfectly, making sure that you felt safe and protected with him. It was just that bothersome plastron that always seemed to get in the way. 

Who knew that having what basically was a rock-hard bra attached to your body would cause some problems? …Well, you did.

It was a tricky thing to try to get around, having to adjust and readjust just to get into a comfortable position for the both of you. While sleepily moving in the middle of the night, you had slammed your head into it plenty of times along with also almost poking your eye out on them. His chest had become a minor hazard to you and something had to be done about it. This had brought you both to a compromise. 

Leo would wear a pillow strapped around his chest while you both cuddle. This could satisfy both parties, finally being able to sleep soundly without fear of you getting hurt. 

But now Leo would put on the pillow whenever he wanted cuddles, often following you around the house like a kicked puppy if you declined. 

It was now one of those moments. 

You were packing up to go out for the day to hang out with a few friends and sure enough, here comes Leo, ambling out of the bedroom with the pillow strapped to his plastron. He’s got one of those classic grins plastered across his face. 

As soon as he sees you packing though, his face falls. 

Your eyes glance over to him before turning back around to continue what you were doing. 

You can almost hear the whine growing in his throat. 

“I’m going out for the day.�� You say, stuffing a water bottle in your bag. “I won’t be back until later tonight.”

Leo stands there, uncharacteristically quiet and you’re just about to turn around to comfort him when he speaks. 

“Even after I got my strap on and everything…”

Now that makes you pause. 

Slowly turning your head around to look back at him, you can’t hide the shock that’s on your face. 

He doesn’t notice you looking at him, instead, he looks pitifully at the ground and there’s some part of you that feels bad for him.  

“Don’t ever say that again.”

His eyes catch onto yours and that glint in his eye is back again as he smiles back up at you.

“What…?” 

He knew exactly what he was doing.

Okay, you don’t feel that bad for him. 

[puppyeared]

au where asriel comes home early

[dekariosclan]

Galentines from our favorite wizard 😘💕

[doinggreat]

@/jacquemus: AT HOME WITH JULES

[marblerose-rue]

braixen

(request)

[chipthekeeper]

the ISB showing up at the end of season one like

[ablog]

Girl help I wish to travel to different dimensions just to watch a movie/show I really like a little to the left

[pseudophan]

who did u stan on gilmore girls

lorelai forever and always. i think i appreciate rory's storylines more now than i did back then but 12-14 year old me was very much like ENOUGH about this teenage drama i do not give a fuck get back to lorelai the love of my life please

[theshadowrealmitself]

Can we get more Spider-Man content? I’ve already read through all of the current ones, and I crave more. All of your posts are great and I’d love to see more of them.

I’d love to make more fun posts but I’m still recovering from being sick rn and classes just started back so I’ve been mostly suffering these past few days so my brain just hasn’t really been working 😭

But! I can leave this one thought for you:

Peter Parker working for Norman Osborn while he’s still an undergraduate and getting into a whispered heated argument with him when Norman a) takes one of Peter’s designs and unveils it without crediting him and also b) removes safety features from it to make it cheaper to manufacture it

Peter quits on the spot when he realizes Norman isn’t sorry for what he’s done and isn’t gonna make things right, and Norman threatens him with never getting to “work in this town again” and good luck proving those were his designs and Oscorp’s also keeping all of Peter’s other stuff that they’ve stolen from him

(This is about the time that Norman’s started taking the goblin serum so he’s just at absolute peak asshole™️ mode)

Within seconds of Norman telling Peter he won’t stand a chance against Oscorp’s legal team, especially as a broke college student, Matt Murdock shows up after sprinting towards them (his super hearing letting him hear the entire argument) to hand Peter his business card and let him know he’ll take his case pro-bono

[seagull-scribbles]

☔️ It’s time to loose your self loathing, excuse yourself, let hope in ♥️

[viasdreams]

istj and dreamscape are back on Spotify!!!!! HAZZAH!!

#isurvivedthegreatdreamdroughtof2024

[pineapplefulfillseveryneed]

Sparkstember day 27: Annette ✨

[montanabohemian]

since i'm back in my stucky feels, i just need to know why they chose "it's been a long long time" to reintroduce bucky to steve. i mean what in the actual fuck were they thinking if they didn't want us to be absolutely unhinged about them?

[awkwardtickleetoo]

what’s up gang

so the other day i had this idea for a tiny blurb based on this ask from @wishitweresummer , as well as a gif that @mushiewrites showed me that he and summer were talking about (i’m not gonna post the gif but if anyone’s curious you can always dm me and i’ll show you) and i actually ended up writing it!!

it’s nothing crazy, literally just like 700 words that i wrote out of nowhere for fun, so it’s pretty simple, but i hope everyone likes it anyway :D

lee!george, ler!dream, 699 words

enjoy <3

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George’s heavy, panting breaths cut through the air of Dream’s bedroom, matched only by the sounds of harsh winds and pouring rain outside the house. He swallowed hard, his throat dry, letting out a quiet whimper that only seemed to egg Dream on more.

When he told Dream he was bored due to the power outage and the storm outside, he had expected them to just brainstorm ideas of what to do to pass the time.

He did not expect Dream’s evil smirk and comment that he knew exactly what to do, and he did not expect Dream to suddenly start chasing him around the dark house, yelling threats that made George’s heart skip a beat and nervous giggles build up in his chest.

While George knew the layout of the house well, it was not easy to navigate in the dark, only lit by candles scattered throughout some of the main rooms. He kept his arms out in front of him, feeling for any corners or walls he might run into, nearly tripping down the stairs and catching himself on the railing at one point, but it didn’t take long for him to be caught.

From there, he had expected Dream to just grab him, throw him around a little, and they would both giggle and wrestle for a while before moving onto something else. He was partially right– Dream definitely did manhandle him and throw him over his shoulder in a way that made his entire being feel fuzzy– but he didn’t stop there.

He didn’t expect Dream to have a plan.

And he definitely didn’t expect Dream to beeline straight to his room, throw him onto the bed, and immediately dig his fingers into his ribs.

His reaction was instantaneous, letting out a scream loud enough that he was genuinely glad Sapnap wasn’t home, because he probably would’ve thought George was dying. The shock and confusion of the situation made his reactions more frantic than either of them anticipated, and he barely had the time to think clearly enough to try to throw Dream off.

Which is what led him here in the first place.

Apparently Dream felt he had breathed enough, because suddenly there were hands gripping his thigh, one holding it down against the bed just above his knee and the other squeezing and scratching at his inner thigh like his life depended on it. George screamed, arching his back and thrashing as much as he could, head thrown back against the bed.

“AHH– NAHAHAHAHA! DREHEHEHEAM–!” George struggled to speak through his hysterical laughter, completely lost in the horrible sensation.

“Still bored?” Dream asked teasingly, the evil smirk never leaving his face, his hand jumping up from George’s knee to dig into the crease between his hip and thigh, making his laughter kick up even louder, growing more desperate and broken.

“FUHUHUCK YOHOHOU?!” George spat, fighting as hard as he could to get away, but Dream’s hands stifled his kicking enough that it was nearly useless, and his mind was too cloudy with desperation and exhaustion to really think of another plan. He tried to curl up, hoping he’d be able to reach down to grab Dream’s hands, but he wasn’t exactly able to rely too much on his fine motor skills at that time, so it wasn’t nearly as successful as he had hoped.

“Aww, Georgie, I know you don’t mean that,” Dream teased further, pausing his hands for a split second just to hear George whine at the anticipation, before his body was wracked with another round of laughter when he dug back in.

“NOHOHOHO, GOHOD, AH– PLEHEHEASE!” George begged, gripping the sheets with one hand and throwing his other arm over his face to try to hide at least some of his embarrassment.

They both knew Dream knew George’s limits better than anyone else, and trusted that he wouldn’t go anywhere near overboard with his torture, which George was eternally grateful for.

Unfortunately for him, however, that meant he would just have to deal with that suffering for the foreseeable future– knowing it would only stop when Dream felt it was time.

He could only hope the power would return soon.

[nabaath-areng]

Whenever I feel bad about symptoms from my illnesses, I think of my sibling's horse growing up, whose name was Batman and who was so allergic to grass he had to be wrapped up like a christmas present every summer to prevent rashes. I don't know if that makes me feel better exactly, but if Batman could cope and continue to mosey around like the gentle old man he was, then maybe I can cope with being completely bedridden certain days.

[sukibenders]

Lottie Matthews: *a teenage girl stuck in the middle of the wilderness, stranded with other teenage girls and two boys and a coach, all traumatized and simply wanting to go home, starving, struggling with guilt and her own mind, trying to find comfort in whatever she can---which ends up being a supernatural force, some of the girl's cling to it, because it's provides comfort, while others turn against her because it's too far out of the realm of belief even though she stabbed a bear through the skull and fed them from it, but in the end she's just a teenage girl placed on a pedestal that she didn't ask for but took it because it would help her friends, only for years later said pedestal she didn't ask for causes her to be seen as a pariah amongst the same girls that she survived the wilderness with.*

Some people: Lottie is most definitely the villain of the series! Look how she's tearing the girls apart and making them the worst versions of themselves! She's just crazy, and none of this is even real. I'm glad Shauna--