#and i am a sucker for that so...

[seventeenlovesthree]

See, it's not like I don't have a million other drafts to work on, but since I was so happy about finally getting my boys, I also had to think... If there was a SnowAgumon figurine... Would it be the Miraculous Tentobug AU equivalent of Taichi/Agu Noir turning into Chat Blanc SkullGreymon...?

[hiyuji]

i've been thinkin about this since i watched the first ep of season 2 but what if yor gets a blood stain from all the walking and stuff and loid sees it and thinks she's on her period and

[ID (by @princess-of-purple-prose): A Spy x Family comic of Loid and Yor on their first date. Yor looks uncomfortable as she walks in front of Loid, and Loid looks surprised as he notices a spot of blood on her dress. He smiles earnestly and takes off his coat to tie it around Yor's waist. Yor looks surprised, and sparks float around Loid's face. End ID]

[seven-tastic]

that one silly pijama thingy but its aventiopaz

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The girls are back (from the grave)

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[thyming]

Moodboard for the name ,,Mariela" ♡

(Pics from Pinterest, gif from Insta)

[5ftboy]

Conrad Schintz; newsie, Justin's best friend, and butterfly.

BONUS:

[mushramoo]

did it very fast so I know it’s cringe and yucky etc but I want more first interactions between the Emilys and Aftons in game

[kyurochurro]

GM it’s Christmas so my gift to u is an older spirk doodle of them walking the err uhhh unicorn dog alien thing from tos GSHSBHA based off that one scene from 101 Dalmatians u know the one ;D ✨💫

[atomicfoxx]

REMY my beloved just one chance PLEASE 😩

[betweenblackberrybranches]

RLGL au guys getting ready to go out on a date♡

My favourite throuple

[darylssunshine]

Golden

genre: fluff

word count: 761

a/n: yes ik this isn't that long but I just needed to express how beautiful Daryl is

You squinted, the harsh light of the outside world flooding your bedroom and into your sleep-addled eyes. Your hand instinctively was brought up to your face to shield it from the onslaught of light, ducking your head deeper into the pillow below you. You took a view moments before slowly blinking them back open and the world around you gradually became less blurry. The window that was just assaulting you seconds before, the soft blanket that kept you warm, and… your husband.

You genuinely forget that he sleeps next to you sometimes, with how much he refuses to sleep or goes on supply runs that take multiple days. When he does actually take the time to rest, you selfishly soak in the sight.

He looked so peaceful, something that harshly juxtaposed his usual stressed demeanor. Golden rays of sunlight from the window on your side of the bed danced across his face, giving him an almost holy glow. One arm was tucked beneath his pillow as a head rest, while the other was loosely draped around your waist, holding the two of you in an instinctual embrace. Soft breaths that were bordering on deep snores could be heard emanating from his parted lips, and you responded with a faint smile. You honestly couldn't believe that a man as perfect as him was sleeping beside you. You had to pinch yourself sometimes. 

You sighed, knowing that you and Daryl couldn't cuddle in bed for the rest of eternity. There was work to be done. Tenderly, you gave him a kiss on the tip of his nose and moved a stray hair out of his face, lightly rubbing the side of his head with your thumb. You swore Daryl very faintly smiled at this in his sleep. Untucking yourself from the covers, you gently swung your legs to the side of the bed, stood up, and stretched. 

-

The smell of bacon filled the kitchen, along with the consistent sizzling of the meat on the frying pan. You gripped the handle of the pan and flipped on over with tongs. Rick had been lucky enough to find several working coffee pots on a run a couple weeks ago, so you were utilizing it to its fullest. It's bitter as all hell, but it's better than being dead all day. Your mug was steaming next to the stove top as you stretched your stiff neck, turning the heat off. You padded over to the corner of the kitchen to grab the bread and jam out of one of the cabinets, when you heard soft footsteps exiting the bedroom. You didn't turn around, but you smiled to yourself.

Two firm, bare arms wrapped around your torso and you felt a weight on your shoulder. You placed the bread and jam on the counter below and rested your arms on the forearms that were now caging you in an embrace.

“Hey, sleepyhead.”

He softly grunted in response, knowing that his mouth was right next to your ear.

“Mornin’, sunshine.”

Your heart skipped a beat. His voice was so deep and rumbly in the morning. This man will never know how much he flusters you on a daily basis. 

You snickered and turned around in his hold, immediately placing a hand on his cheek, slowly rubbing your thumb across his stubble. He had remained shirtless, only having enough energy to pull on a pair of nearby sweatpants. Your bright eyes met his equally bright blue irises, though they were half-lidded, still full of sleep. 

“Dar, have I told you how pretty you are when you’re just waking up?”

His eyes were already closed again, leaning into your touch. “Ya have. Still don’t believe ya.”

“Guess I’ll just have to make you believe, then.”

You pulled him into a lazy kiss, your hands now on both sides of his face. It wasn’t hungry, nor longing, it was a reminder that you were his, every second of every day, no matter what state he was in.

Daryl punctuated the slow kiss by releasing the hold he had on your waist to grip the back of your thighs and cradle your back. Suddenly, he effortlessly lifted you into the bridal position, gripping you in place with his strong hands. “Dar, what’re you doing??” You said in between a fit of giggles. 

He placed a kiss on the top of your head. “Yer comin’ back ta bed. Wanna hold ya.”

You didn’t protest in the slightest, sighing contently while nuzzling your head into your husband’s chest, the bacon and the coffee forgotten.  

[trashmancer]

Domestic bathing Wyllstarion fluff for draculastarion on the Wyllstarion! discord server Valentine exchange 💕

[tianshiko]

[hamsterdads]

yotsuba and fatherhood

[pigswithwings]

mirage in my sillier style

[wondersinwaynemanor]

Batman does not care if carrying his children makes him less intimidating and terrying to criminals. his kids are his top priorities. whenever there's a fire or bomb (he's not losing any of them to a bomb ever again) and especially when they're injured and called for help, he's wrapping his arms around his children and carrying them to safety. and if the criminals get away when he gives time to his children, then so be it. he always finds ways to track them anyway.

and Batman truly does not care how old Robin, Signal, Spoiler, Red Robin, Red Hood, Black Bat and especially Nightwing already are. whenever they're hurt, he's carrying them to the Batmobile, to the Cave and to the their beds when needed. and he will gladly carry them when they're tired after patrol wherever they want him to in the Manor.

he's a Father and a Father should take care of his children.