#and are willing to cuddle

[hyuneskkami]

you know what’s sexy? you. with your arms wrapped around me. and cuddling with me. that is sexy.

[benevolenterrancy]

hi!! I think your art is *so cool* o(≧∇≦o)

do you think you could draw more moshang? either post canon or that au you did last time?? (baby mobei has my heart and all I own)

(˵ •̀ ᴗ •́ ˵ ) oh! how about return to childhood—moshang flavor?

don't question this king, shang qinghua, he knows what he's about

[seeminglydark]

Some werewolf cuddles for you mental health. Big Sad Wolf needs his emotional support human to comfort him sometimes.

[sillyromance]

The safest place for my bleeding soul...

[esophagay]

Love thinking about preds going to get an xray and the tech can see the small prey inside them, when in real life it's impossible to tell because the prey is small enough not to make a lump

Maybe it's silly like

"Ma'am, why do you have a tiny making peace signs in your stomach,"

The pred is beet red, hiding behind her hand as she tries to explain.

"She thought it would make a unique couples photo..."

[lologoinsolo]

Cats and Their Men Masterlist

Bailey’s definitely the most curious out of the four, finds ways to escape and holes to climb through. Marina’s the boss despite her age but extremely cuddly with [redacted]. And yes she can be spicy but Marina will always give a nice grooming over where she bit. Granted Louis is the oldest out of the 4, he doesn’t have a mean bone in his body when those 3 play rough with him. He’s a calm, old boy but he can give a firm hiss when those 3 take it too far. (“He’s not that old. Stop telling everyone my boy’s old.”) [redacted] is [cannot say because we have yet to meet this one].

Literally the 141 with their cats after each of them (EXCEPT Johnny) spent a day with their felines (Johnny literally [blank] [blank] his cat, he would die on the spot for his cat):

[thechrispyboi]

By the way, I was that so called “monster” under your bed

I didn’t mean any harm, I just ate anyone that wanted to hurt you… plus a couple nightmares of yours

To be honest when I saw you staying up far longer than you should have I really wanted to crawl out and swallow you whole, but I just didn’t have the confidence

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Prompt: Either Time and Malon have announced they're having a baby or Malon has just had a baby and they're introducing them to the chain when Time finds some big insecurities from one of his boys he doesn't expect; Wild. Thing is, Time (and to an extent Malon as well) is the only parental figure he knows. Any memories of his parents are long gone along with any record of who they might have been so Time acting in a familial manner means a lot to Wild. But he's worried now that the man is an -actual- father that it means he'll be withdrawing that affection from the chain (himself, really) in favor of focusing on his child. Time goes above and beyond to prove him wrong.

Sky glared grumpily at the postman as he delivered mail to everyone. Legend snickered and elbowed his friend, making the usually cheery knight even more sour.

“Chin up, Sky,” Wild chuckled. “Nobody can outrun that guy from what I can figure. At least that’s what the old man says.”

Time didn’t even flinch at his mention. It wasn’t new - he tended to tune out the younger ones what they got rambunctious. But something about the intensity of which he was looking at his letter from Malon caught Wild’s attention.

“Everything okay?” Twilight asked, also picking up on it.

Time glanced at Twilight, eye fixed on the younger man, then back at the letter. Then he closed both eyes and smiled.

“It’s fine,” he said quietly, folding the letter.

“That looks like more than fine,” Warriors noted, wiggling his eyebrows. “What are you hiding, old man?”

“Is Miss Malon okay?” Wind asked, poking his head over Warriors’ shoulder, having been sitting on the ground behind the captain, who had plopped on a stump.

“She’s fine,” Time replied warmly. Then he sighed a little, gentle cheer dashed by a cool, worried gaze.

“That wasn’t very convincing,” Four whispered to Twilight.

Time glanced around at the group, now that everyone had honed in on him. Then he seemed to come to a decision, huffing a little and saying, “Since none of you seem to know how to mind your business, then I’ll tell you.”

Warriors scoffed, “I’ll have you know I am perfectly capable of minding my own business until gossip is involved.”

Hyrule laughed. “It’s pretty funny listening to people’s drama in town, honestly. But I hope there isn’t drama in your house, old man.”

“There isn’t,” Time assured him. “But there will be someone new living there.”

“Is it that Ingo guy you got mad about?” Sky asked, tilting his head to the side.

Time outright laughed. “No, Sky. No. It’s… Malon’s pregnant.”

The group went silent for a long while before it burst into excited chatter. Warriors was the first to congratulate Time, with Sky coming shortly after, followed by Four and then everyone else in quick succession. Wind excitedly asked about baby names, Sky interrogated him about what course this journey might take now, if they should find a way to return to Lon Lon Ranch—

That was probably the point that Wild felt his stomach twist into knots.

He didn’t quite know what was wrong, at first. He congratulated the old man alongside everyone else. This was a great occasion, after all. But Sky mentioning how maybe Time would want to visit Malon really made Wild realize…

Was he going to leave the group now?

Wild… didn’t want him to leave.

It wasn’t that he was particularly close to Time, more so than the others. Wild was closest to Twilight, after all. But… something about the eldest Link was… comforting. Guiding. Wild couldn’t put words to it, except that… it reminded him of… he didn’t know. He just… he couldn’t remember anything. He didn’t know anything. But the Hero of Time became a staple in his life the last few weeks, a father figure of sorts (and he knew he wasn’t alone in this—the worried disappointment that Wind was trying to hide, the way Legend suddenly became aloof as if already distancing his heart from the matter, the way Sky took four steps away from their leader after running up to him to congratulate him—these were all indications of the same sentiment) when Wild could hardly remember any family at all… and he… was going to lose him too.

He supposed the only true constant in his life was Zelda.

It wasn’t as if he didn’t know this journey would come to an end, but he hadn’t expected their group to lessen during the journey. It had been horrifying when Twilight had almost died - now Time was going to just leave them? Leave him?

Wild found he couldn’t speak after his initial words of cheer for the old man, and he started to slink away into the woods. He wandered aimlessly, shivering a little, feeling far more alone than he had in a while. He tried to cheer himself up with some kind of logical argument—even if he does leave, you still have the others, you have your brothers, you have Twilight—but none of it quite filled the hole that was quickly forming.

At least this time he’d have a chance to say goodbye.

Wild eventually made his way back to the camp just in time - Warriors had been readying to search for him, and he didn’t want to cause such a fuss. He avoided Time for the rest of the night, settling in to take first watch as everyone else went to bed.

He hadn’t expected Time to sit beside him.

“Something’s bothering you,” Time said. It wasn’t a question, but it was held in the air like an invitation.

Wild sighed. “I… wouldn’t worry about it. We’ll find a way to get you home, old man. Wouldn’t want you to miss your actual family.”

There was a period of silence, only interrupted by the crackling of the fire. Wild felt a strange ache in his chest, a longing for someone he could no longer remember. He shriveled into himself a little, shoulders slumping, letting time pass by as he looked into the flames.

“Link… I’m not going home.”

Wild didn’t register the words for a moment, still lost in his own mind and thoughts, before he blinked and glanced over at the older hero. “Wait, what?”

“My place is here,” Time explained quietly, almost what seemed gently. “I would never abandon all of you like that. I love Malon dearly, but she isn’t my only family.”

Wild wasn’t sure what to say to any of this, but the hope in his heart couldn’t be ignored, and he burst out, “You’re not leaving us?”

There was something about Time’s expression that Wild couldn’t quite read. The older hero’s eyebrows seemed to relax from their previously stern position, face softening, eye looking Wild over. “No, young one. I’m not leaving. What we will do, though, is turn back towards the town. I want to write to her. I want all of us to write to her. We’ll have to keep tabs on how she’s doing far more often.”

“Why all of us?” Wild asked.

Time reached forward, messing with the teenager’s hair as he smiled. “If I’ve had to parent all of you, then you’re certainly earning the right and responsibility to ensure your new little sister is alright.”

Wild yelped a little at the gesture before laughing a little, swatting Time away. “Sister, eh? You think it’s a girl?”

“Goddess, I hope so. I have enough boys to take care of.”

Wild’s laugh nearly woke the entire group at that remark. When he’d settled, Time smiled at him, laying a hand on his shoulder. The gesture was reassuring, a physical representation on the promise that Time hadn’t spoken. He didn’t need to. What he’d said was enough.

The ache in Wild’s chest didn’t squeeze quite so hard. But he yearned for the contact, and so he leaned forward a little, just a little, just enough to be perceived without invading the man’s space. Time understood the motion for what it was, and he smiled a little more, pulling Wild into a hug. For the briefest moment the champion felt a little silly or embarrassed at the vulnerability he’d just shown, and then he decided he didn’t care - if he truly viewed Time as a father figure then he should be comfortable showing such insecurity around him. He’d done as much with Twilight.

Twilight. Time’s descendant. Between being viewed as a brother by Twi and a son by Time, Wild actually… he really…

He let out a shuddering breath, and Time’s hand swept up and down his back slowly.

For the first time in as long as he could remember, Wild actually felt like he belonged in a group, in a team, in a family. He could imagine the Champions smiling at him, and the tears finally did fall.

[novanoms]

Need more preds comforting prey but like, from the Pred’s pov

Just the gentle nature towards your tiny friend, seeing their exhausted, downtrodden expression. Barely able to keep their head up as they approach, they don’t even need to speak as you feel their forehead tiredly rests on you. Gently picking them up, opening your maw and sliding them in, feeling their small movements, content but too exhausted to do much more. Swallowing them down and feeling the way they settle in your stomach, their soft squirms beneath your flesh, the way you can feel their body relax. Your hands coming up to rub the barley visible outline of the individual you care about so much, feeling so much affection and pride despite the somber moment. The fact that their first thought was to seek you out as their place of comfort.

I don’t think I’ve seen it all that often, might expand more into an actual writing thing but who knows -u-

[bkbubble]

@naffeclipse 's Leopard Seal Y/N: So you have chosen...death

[sober-stupid-shithead]

SFW tfp Knockout core head canons? If your still doing headcanons of course. Totally not a Knockout simp here. Lol.

ah yes. core headcanons.

hehe jk I gotchu! ;3c

Hopefully these are to your liking! As much as I love this fruity car, I tend to avoid writing him because he's just a complex individual and I'm scared of mischaracterizing him! >.< But I think I did these pretty well. Also threw in some Breakdown because he needs more love! Thank you for the request!!

(CW: Minor fearplay, flirty dialogue, human/cybertronian, GN reader, vore obvs, brief disgust at said vore (idk if I need to say all this but thought I'd better be safe than sorry))

-At first he would be totally disgusted, to be honest. Assuming you are a human, he would NOT be keen on having one of you gross little aliens in his internal tanks. What if you give him some kind of injury, make his stomach hurt, or give him bad breath?

-Don't get me wrong, he's a big fan of all things morbid and weird, but that doesn't mean he wants them happening to HIM.

-But as time goes on after you or whoever brings it up, he definitely thinks about it. A lot. A lot more than someone disgusted of it should.

-Suddenly the idea becomes a lot more cute and endearing than he once supposed.

-He might even like the idea of having Breakdown swallow you instead to observe the experience medically and figure out whether or not you'd cause a bug in his systems. Definitely not because he thinks his conjux interacting with such a tiny little thing is cute. And his little belly pouch is cute. Totally not.

-One day he'd simply be too curious to not try. Besides, at this point he's already accepted the fact that he's grown attached to one of those little squishy vermin, so why not toss them a bone. He's self aware enough to know how he feels, unlike some. (Starscream)

-He would SO tease you about it. Like incessantly. Like nonstop. Like it's getting annoying and infuriating. And he's making really shitty puns about it too. let's hope you can survive his cringepocalypse

-Expect a nice long bath as well, since he's a clean freak and refuses to get any earth gunk in his tanks. But he'll make it nice for you, almost like a spa. Ruffling your soapy hair with his claws and dousing you in warm water. You look like an adorable wet cat to him.

-After he dries you off with a plush towel, he probably gives you a little lick or a kiss before putting you in his mouth. Just because.

-"You fleshies have the strangest fascinations… But fantastic tastes."

-(yes another horrible pun)

-He'd swallow you up quickly, but might prolong you going down his throat. You can't deny he's a bit of a sadist, and might think its funny or cute to make you think you might suffocate 😭 sorry

-As much as he was disgusted and weirded out at first, any fear of him being still grossed out is washed away by how loud this boy PURRS. His engine is very happily rumbling and it's loud enough to be heard by any mechs around him. A very happy camper indeed.

-When you make it to his stomach, it is very cozy. Warm and just big enough to have room to breath and shift as you please. Dim red biolights give it a lovely atmosphere and allow you to see yourself and the surroundings a bit. There's a very shallow amount of energon and digestive fluids at the bottom, but it's bubbly like a soda and smells like a rich spice you can't quite name.

-Maybe he drank something to make it smell better. Maybe not. He won't tell you.

-He's a lot more mellow with you tucked away in his storage tanks. Still sassy as ever, but slightly sleepier and nicer. If he could ignore work and just cuddle up in his own berth, he would. It's a very comforting full feeling that you can't quite get with just energon.

-You aren't coming out for a while. Not even if you want to. He found a new thing he likes, and he couldn't care less if you're getting bored. He sure isn't! Besides, you've got plenty teasing banter to enjoy, especially if Breakdown decides to stick around.

-Cheesy pet names are already his bread and butter, but I think after this its going to be even worse. Many more food related ones, to be specific. Morsel, cupcake, snack, crumb, honey, sugar cookie, pumpkin… The list goes on.

-And as embarassing as all of these might be, you can just as easily get him back by massaging the sides of his tank. The first time you tried, he nearly doubled over from the weirdly ticklish sensation. He will be purring so loud you go deaf, but just make sure you don't catch him off guard while talking to Megatron. He can NOT be purring and giggling on the job. And you'll definitely regret it later.

[rosy-crow]

Yes, I think Sephiroth and Lucrecia’s relationship would be messy if they reunited before Nibelheim and started to heal. Yes, I think it’s realistic that they would be slow to bond properly and naturally after years of trauma and separation.

Yes, I do also absolutely cope and imagine Sephiroth eventually reverting to a pathetic child with Lucrecia sometimes and just.

Like.

Poor Lucy is getting squished every few minutes because her oversized, clingy cat of a son keeps running to hug her. He’s just so happy she’s finally there.

[sillyromance]

*holds out hands like a begger* spare Vencient and Marcella vore art?

I absolutely adore them, and seeing your art (especially of them) absolutely makes my day.

Good day dear @notmyprey!

Oh, goodness - thank you a lot for the compliments, and here you go❤️❤️❤️! I really hope you'll like these small doodles I've made so far...

An important fact: Vincent has a strict rule not to fall asleep while he can still sense his prey's heartbeat within. This way he shows respect to the person he has eaten.

But Marcella brings a different meanings to the feeling. Vincent knows that her heartbeat will never die inside of his depths, and so its gentle rhythm turns even more precious to him.

Have a beautiful day and stay healthy 💗!

[anticarerocket]

Cuddles. . .maybe. . . :3

evviiilll killing and stabbing and killing and

[brainrotcharacters]

i really hold professional adult conversation and eye contact with clients and then turn around waxing poetic about how I want to have a threesome with Deadpool and Wolverine

[supplesnack]