#he will be my cuddle buddy

[wildfire153]

Been playing lots of Pokemon Sword, and I love this little bnuuy

[roguebuck]

3.16 › The One That Got Away 4.06 › Jinx 🐈

[ghoulspaw]

Was re-reading Haku's homescreen lines (posted by @/danieyells), and this idle one got me giggling again jfjdj

Haku: yes i might look lazy but mind u i have WORK to do☝️.. anyways, nap time!

😭😭😭😭 idgaf king! hes just so funny i want him!!!!

Its the fact he's like "my crush friend isn't around.. then there's no point in doing anything ig" with a pile of tasks waiting for him

[diazsdimples]

WIP Wednesday

Look at me posting two days in a row! The beans are slowly returning from their disappearance, I can feel it!

This snippet of Frostpunk AU is a little longer and I probably shouldn't be sharing all of it because remaining mysterious and all that, but fuck it. I'm just proud of myself for having written something lol.

There’s a slight rustle as his tent flaps are pulled back, and Buck’s legs jostle as a weight sinks onto the end his bed, a firm hand curling around his shin. “Hey Bobby,” Buck croaks, his voice rough and frayed, like a well worn piece of material. “Hey kid. You doing okay?” Buck opens his eyes and is met with the warm, brown eyes of his adopted father, full of care and concern. Bobby cocks his head, waiting for a response. “No,” Buck says quietly, and he rolls onto his side, curling his legs up towards his body. He wraps his arms around his knees and lets out a shaky sigh. “No, I’m not, but I don’t know why. I can’t get them out of my head, Bobby! Why can’t I let them go?” He angles his head up towards Bobby, looking at him with pleading eyes, and Bobby sighs, moving to stretch himself beside Buck. It’s reminiscent of when he was younger and was plagued with nightmares. Bobby would bring Buck into his and Athena’s bed and the small boy would cling to Bobby’s chest as he whispered stories into Buck’s hair, until the trembling stopped, and his breathing evened out. “I never did tell you how I found you and Maddie, did I? You were so young, I wasn’t sure if you remembered…” Bobby says, shifting beside Buck as he gets into a comfortable position. His muscles must be in a similar state to Buck’s if not worse, so it’s any wonder it takes him a moment to settle. “C’mere.” Buck turns, his body relaxing as he sees Bobby’s outstretched arm, and he settles into his father’s side, head resting against his chest, just like the old days. “I understand how you’re feeling,” Bobby begins, his hand skimming up Buck’s arm as he squeezes him closer. “We never meant to find you and Maddie. I was out on a scouting mission with Athena, and we were looking for my fa– for some people who were lost in a storm. We’d barely made it a day out of the city before we found you two.” Bobby shivers, as though the memory were transporting him back in time. For Buck, he has flashes of his childhood before Sector 118, small moments of discomfort as he remembers harsh words, cold looks, and lonely nights. He nods, signalling for Bobby to continue. “We found you two wrapped up together. Maddie had tried to dig you into a drift to conserve heat but had gotten too tired, so she’d stopped. If we hadn’t found you –“ Bobby’s voice breaks and his grip on Buck’s shoulders tighten, pulling him in closer. Buck lets out a small noise in the back of his throat and allows Bobby to pull him in, chin digging into the top of Buck’s head. They lie there, both shaking slightly as Bobby relives the past and Buck fears for the future. Bobby takes a deep breath before he finally continues. “I didn’t leave your bedside for a week. Athena had to drag me away to eat. I barely slept. You were just some kid I’d rescued, but for some reason I couldn’t leave you. Either of you”   Bobby hums out a small laugh and Buck feels it reverberate through his chest, reminding him of how Bobby used to laugh as Buck would try and tickle him after he’d calmed down from his nightmares. It’s oddly comforting. “So I know exactly what you’re going through. There’s no rhyme or reason for it, Buck. You just have to let yourself feel it. Be there for them. We’ll all support you.”

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[caycanteven]

Buster doodles and some design takes—with ecto 👀 (kinda learning how to make it work so…)

Still going to make a ref of him eventually that has his details down but I’m actually pleased with it this time 😭

[zsbrainrot]

Soft Kazurei for Buddy Daddies Friday because it’s what they deserve ❤️💙

[nerdranttheories]

Okay so real talk, do you guys think he always slept like this, or did he only start sleeping curled up when he got too big for he bed?

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Hi!! Same anon from the comfort question! That's so sweet and cute thank for that!! (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

now Im imagining Eddie "the southern gentleman" Dear having a mini telenovela moment while the horrors happened, he's all like "oh, I am too late, I slept too long; he is with another and have too let him go" even sad music in the background

Meanwhile Frank is cuddling Wally AND Eddie after beating the shit out o f the horror, the man need a break and also be like "this is the 3 one this week I miss my garden"

I holding onto 'frank would hold on to you like a barnacle' to Eddie after so long talking to a fake one

that is pretty much Exactly how it goes in my head lmfao - and like, the thing is that Frank & Eddie weren't really together when Shit Went Down? they were in that "we're mutually courting & neither of us has said anything outright yet but we both Know and are waiting for the right moment" stage yk yk?

so when he wakes up Frank isn't immediately all over him, cause he's kinda like "oh shit where do we stand? im not used to this, i haven't talked to Eddie in so so long! how do relationships work?!" so that + his easy & affectionate behavior with Wally creates a Perceived Emotional Distance & Romantic Disinterest from Eddie's pov. like no, hon, Frank's just rusty <3 and also unsure if he Should pursue their relationship because he's slowly fucking dying & does he want to hurt Eddie like that???

[burnthatbridge]

another snippet for you since i have an active wip (still such a novelty)

from the illicit affairs chapter 3 draft:

Before Eddie can even open his mouth to ask if Buck is okay, Buck snags him by his belt loops and drags him down to plonk on his lap, wraps his arms around Eddie’s middle and leans his face into Eddie’s back. It’s normal. So very normal that, in a few minutes, when Hen passes by she’ll talk to Eddie like his ass is planted on the seat cushion, not Buck’s thighs, and won’t acknowledge Buck at all until she’s walked past, when she’ll reach back to pet his hair, and, a little later, Bobby will come over to regale Buck with the tale of his disastrous first attempt at making chili, and won’t pass a single comment about the entire other human perched on top of him. It’s completely and utterly normal, has happened loads of times before, and usually Eddie would just adjust his weight to make sure he’s not putting too much on Buck’s bad leg, and then fold his arms over Buck’s, maybe lean into his chest if Buck were sitting back against the chair rather than tipped into him. But instead, he freezes. Buck must feel him tense up because he says, “Eddie, what’s wrong?” “I’m sitting in your lap,” Eddie states, redundant. “Yeah?” Buck says, confused. “I wanted a cuddle.” When Eddie doesn’t say anything, still holds himself stiff in Buck’s grasp, Buck’s tone turns sadder, hurt. “You can get up if you don’t wanna.”

read chapter 1 & 2 on ao3

[lilianhuas]

Where is my Hua Hua X

[johankasas]

Damnit Viktor

[link-sans-specs]

Help me, man. My friend's gone. Someone's taken him.

Grasping in the dark.

GMM2458

International Taste Test in the Dark

[keicordelle]

So I don't like, actually ship anyone from Idolish7 aside from yukimomo. I respect the Mezzo shippers, but I'm on the fence about it; I think they make a really nice platonic pair and I'm not really sure how I feel about viewing that in a romantic light. I see it, I get it, I'm on the fence.

BUT I could fully see Pythagoras in a QPR together. Nothing sexual about it at all, but they all just sort of come together and support each other in a way that probably makes others squint at them in confusion. You'll find them cuddled up together on the couch or in someone's bed because "it helps Nagi sleep". Know what brand of toothpaste and coffee and tissues the others prefer, makes sure to bring that home whenever they're running low. They go to each other first for comfort when something goes wrong, Mitsuki sneaks little memos into their lunches, Yamato brings home little gifts every time he goes out.

Anybody Yamato or Nagi dates learns really quick that they must be okay with the qpr trio or they will not be asked out again. Pythagoras comes first

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

Aww you have a cat? What's he look like? What's his name?

(Here is da man:

His name is Bobby, and he is an old man!!! (He'll be 17 this year!!!))

[yorshie]

Pea Brained Bounce House time. Was thinking about the earlier Mikey bit. Then I started thinking about Warm Coded. And then:

Raph’s got like. This thing, when you’re working out with him. He uses the cover of coaching you to stare.

It’s not until he’s got you doing chairs against the concrete wall, and you look up in pleading askance on how much longer you’ve gotta hold the position, that you finally catch the way his attention is trained on the swell of your stomach. The uncanny focus of his gaze on your thighs as the muscles start to tremble and seize up.

Raph likes to stare.

[lavender-teardroplettes]

I bought him ovo he will be my mine and I shall call him squishy and he shall be my squishy.