#hes just so cuddlable!

[honeyxmonkey]

Secondary to my "Douxie flopping onto Carter for cuddles" post; in the family dynamic that has been around for the last 80+ years, Carter has been designated as "the pillow". Given the chance, any one of them (Douxie, Archie, Fenris) will flop on top of him if he takes the risk of sitting down for five seconds.

[crystallizabethine]

no idea what possessed me to draw this. but i did and i love him

[sparklingsin]

Thinking about Steve sneaking over to your place in the middle of the night bc he just needs to kiss you 🥺

afterglow

— steve x gn!reader | blurb, fluff, suggestive themes | this is ...something sgshhd but ty for sending this in, bb! leave it upto me to turn something cute into something low-key smutty

The midnight moon is high outside your bedroom window; a slight breeze lifting the curtain every now and then. Your eyes flutter briefly, feeling heavy with sleep.

To your absolute horror, a hand sticks out over your window sill just then, and your body freezes, chill seeping into your bones.

You wait, unable to move, as the hand pulls up a body behind it, the silhouette of a large man leaping right into your room and you try to scream, but the sound dies in your throat.

"Baby— ," Steve's unmistakable voice cuts through the air and your react fast, sending a pillow through the air at him.

"Steve Harrington, you gave me a fucking heart attack!" you shout in a heated whisper, as Steve's soft oomph sounds from his shadowed silhouette. Only then does he turn towards you, the moonlight dousing his profile in a harsh white; his fluffy hair sticks out in all directions, a bomber jacket is carelessly thrown over his night clothes and he looks downright cuddlable.

You flick the lampshade on.

"There you are," Steve whispers, throwing himself on your bed and pulling himself upto where you're resting under the warm blankets.

"It's past midnight, Steve," you blink, disbelieving. Now that you've got the heart attack out of the way, you can't quite believe your boyfriend's in your room at half past one.

"Sorry I scared ya," he coos, pulling you into his arms and squeezing you in a brone-crushing hug.

"But— how— wh—huh?" you mumble, as he presses a kiss to your cheek and buries his face in your neck.

"I was missing you," he murmurs into your skin, and although you're still shocked, you soften at the desperation in his rasp.

"You were thinking of me so late?" you ask suggestively, smiling into his hair and press a kiss into the volume.

"Yeah, I missed you and I really wanted to kiss you," he says, nonchalant, looking up and pressing his lips to yours. It's tender and gentle— Steve's always tender and gentle at first— yet full of want, and his tongue glides over your lips as you melt into his arms.

"Missed me and wanted to kiss me," you murmur against his lips, when you break for air.

"Quite the poet, aren't ya?"

Steve pouts and you stifle a chuckle.

"Quit bullying. I drove all the way from home in the dead of the night for you," he muses, pecking the corner of your lower lip.

"Because you wanted to kiss me. It was purely for selfish reasons," you retort, trying to hide the smile twitching at your lips.

Steve quirks an eyebrow at you.

"Oh?" He seems to ask and you wait for him to say something quippy.

Steve seems to, however, have other plans.

"So when I do this," he begins, pushing you further into the bed with his body and attaching his lips to your neck, "—it's for selfish reasons."

There's a rush in his movements, a sudden surge that makes heat flash across your body. Like he'd come here with a purpose.

Maybe he had.

"And when I do this," he trails his lips upwards, up the curve your neck, his hands gliding down your sides— pads of his thumbs pushing up the hem of your t-shirt, so that your breath hitches in your throat, "—I do it only for me."

Steve sucks at the soft spot behind your ear and your eyes flutter shut, a soft groan escaping your lips.

"Steve," you whisper despite yourself, hands curling around his hair.

Steve moves, shifting downwards again, "And when I do this," he quips in a throaty whisper, dragging the blanket off of you. There's a drowning heat in his eyes and suddenly, the chilly, crisp winter air is aflame all around you.

"—I do it for me?" he whispers innocently, breath hot and fanning over your suddenly aching core. His eyes are dark in the amber glow of your room and you can't, for the life of you, think of an appropriate reply.

It's hours later, that you find the answer to his question; he's lying beside you with pink, swollen lips and messy hair, a proud, satisfactory smile stretched across his pretty face that only widens when your aching, blissed out body clings to his.

It definitely was only for him.

[silentmoths]

Moth Moth Humor me a little Zhongli seeing his beloved in lingerie.... <w< that's it that's all bye

OHOHOHOOOOO BITCH.

okokok so immediately the brainrot for this hhhhh

Some vaugely nsfw brainrots below~

nothing particularly explicit but like, its there ig.

his darling is a shy little thing, for the most part you're all baggy shirts and sweat pants, a real comfy vibe, and he loves that, your style screams 'cuddlable' and hell fkn yeah you are. He loves to just hold and nuzzle and snuggle it's his immediate de-stressor after coming home from another long day dealing with director Hu and her pranks.

now much like the outerwear, he's very used to his darling preferring comfort over style when it comes to underwear, something he can understand.

so when he comes home one day to find his darling in a matching set of lace lingere?

He nearly hits the damn floor.

He has to do a double take, a triple take. He needs to make sure he hasnt walked into the wrong house but no, thats definitely his little gem's face, bright red with embarassment.

Before you have a chance to squeak and hide, before the second thoughts come crashing in, he's on you like nothing else before. He's purring so damn loud and like, it doesn't exaclty take much to get him horny, but like, bruh, the rate in which he goes from flacid to full flag is....honestly a little concerning sir is your blood pressure ok?

It takes all his self control, and you hissing about how much this set cost, for him to not absolutely tear it off you to fuck you stupid, no, he has to be reverent if he ever wants a treat like this again.

but this also leads into another funny little thought.

Zhongli being stuck in paperwork hell, he brings work home and holes up in his office, you're a dutiful and understanding person of course, your husband worked hard and you would always be there to support him. wether it be bringing him a fresh cup of tea and a kiss on the cheek, the occasional dinner in his office.

but encouraging him to take a break could be...difficult.

unless of course, you lean in the doorframe with nothing but a new set you'd been saving for him on, only slightly hidden beneath a matching chemise.

dude nearly ploughs straight through his desk when you wink and slink off down the hall towards your room.

Taglist: @stygianoir @meimeimeirin @ainescribe @dustofthedailylife @rjssierjrie @crystalflygeo Want to be added to the list? shoot me an ask~

[musette22]

Sebastian looked so soft today! Like at all these events he's been looking like a movie star with his smoulder! But today he looked like a star but also like sweet soft Seb who likes he gives the best hugs in the world!

He really did, didn't he? SO soft and so so cute 🥺 My brain keeps yelling "BABY BOY!!!!" whenever I see a pic of him from today 🥰 He's still gorgeous and put together, but something about that somewhat messier than normal hair and slightly sleepy smile just makes him look so damn cuddlable! Would absolutely LOVE a hug from him, that's for sure 💗

And I also can't help but imagine Chris smiling fondly as he runs his fingers through Sebastian's thick hair, pushing it back from his face so he can pepper it with little kisses, particularly on the laughter lines around Seb's eyes and his adorable little scrunched up nose 🥺💞

[tboys]

My hot take is that Hello Kitty is quantifiably the best sanrio character. Internationally iconic, and physically the best design to make into a plushie. No one fucking thinks about how good something will be as a plushie before they actually make it one. Everything has to have a little flair on its head, but that's where you rest your chin when you're holding it. You can't just give shit a hat or different textured hair, that fucks with everything unless it's a bullshit sit-down plushie you're not supposed to hug. But Kitty, Kitty has her little flair on the front of her face and to the side. It's unobstructive. I've tried holding Melody or Kuromi, those ears flop around everywhere. There's this trend of overly simplistic Funko Pop esque plushies that wish they had her iconic minimalist charm. And she's customizable, her accessories and fur can be any color, you can still tell it's her. You can't say that shit for Cinnamaroll. She's effective.

You're so brave and genuinely you've opened my eyes to the truth. I'm still a kuromi girl bc ofc I am but I can't deny you're so right. It's so hard to cuddle with her or my melody plushies. My Cinnamoroll plush is sutubly cuddlable but he doesn't have to charm that a cute little kitty does. She is the blue print

[roxannepolice]

Greetings, For the ship meme may i humbly request five/ainley!master (Because they are currently taking over my mind) Thank uuuuuu :) Have a good day/week

Of, course, I can perfectly understand why they would take over anyone's mind

Who’s the cuddler? A bit complicated, because Five is not so much a cuddler as cuddlable and awakes cuddling instincts in everyone he meets whether he likes to or not. Ainley is simply not immune

Who makes the bed? The Doctor, who hopes the mundane activity will shake his out of his morning depression. Instead he ends up with sudden crises every minute, because pillows remind him of Adric and blankets of Romana, and sheets of Tegan, etc

Who wakes up first? The Master, who wakes up without any problems and proceeds with the established routine of a shower and preparing continental breakfast for two, and returns to the bedroom just in time to push embryonic position crying Five off the bed and finish making it 🙃

Who has the weird taste in music? The Doctor, who took up playing all of universe's tunes on a Harp of Rassilon 😅 

Who is more protective? With Saarn on the one hand and Castrovalva and The Universe without the Doctor scarcely bears thinking about on the other, I think it may just be the one case when the Master was more openly protective than the Doctor. Not to say that Five doesn't care, he's just more skeptical of the Master dying, and for a good reason. He's just defied the end of his regeneration cycle and went from Gallifrey Fried Chicken to body snatching for Rassilon's sake! Ainley on the hand feels (and even acknowledges feeling!) a bit... maybe not guilty about but uncomfortable with Four's death. If the Master was actually planning to kill the Doctor, that would be a completely different case, but this fall from a radio tower in the middle of a perfectly enjoyable makeout was just... inappropriate.

Who sings in the shower? The Doctor, humming Earth's 80s new romantic songs and just for once it's an actually enjoyable experience for people in the vicinity

Who cries during movies? Five, though not so much during movies as nature documentaries. David Attenborough commenting on birds leaving their nests is a surprising tear jerker

Who spends the most while out shopping? Five, absolutely. You wouldn't imagine how tedious it can be to find a presentable celery

Who kisses more roughly? Again, Ainley has grown to consider the possiblity the Doctor is in fact made of glass (how else do you explain death from gravity?). So he restrains himself very much, but once Five makes it clear he can in fact take it, things do get rougher from the Master's side

Who is more dominant? Technically the Master, but it is more the matter of seeing the Doctor as an egg and tying him up so he doesn't get himself hurt. This may just be the one time the Master actually demanded they have a safeword

My rating of the ship from 1-10. I love the way the golden retriever and siamese cat kind of shift the usual dynamic, and they're at least an 8,5 🥰 

[russilton]

Hi Mark! Just wanted to pop in and say I love your art! I so appreciate the amount of detail you put in your work, especially the tattoos. This image has been rattling in my brain since your last piece, hope you enjoy it💙 Have a lovely week

-R

God R you are on a mission to fuck me up you really are

ITS PERFECT AND I LOVE IT! Like I want to talk about every inch, lil Lewis and his iPad looking INCREDIBLY cuddlable, his tiny blush AND THEN GEORGE!!!! GEORGE IN BATH TUB WITH THE LITTLE SPLASHY SPLASHY!!! THE DUCKY!!!! HIS LONG THRESHER TAIL AND ANAL FINS STICKING OUT OF THE WATER SO HE CAN FLICK WATER AT LEWIS

THE DUCKY!!!!!!!

[jekyll-doodles]

Feel like you should know your Red Lord design has completely captivated me, I've been staring at your doodles of him for like 30 minutes now. (He just looks so plush and cuddlable 10/10)

Thanks! Lord knows he likes the attention. Although i imagine they would feel more like leather than plush. The clothes though are very soft.

I like your design too btw!! The swirly cheeks is adorable

[casspurrjoybell-20]

FOOLS - Chapter 39 - Part 1

BOOK ONE: The 'Fools Fall in Love' Trilogy

*Warning - Adult Content*

Noah Wright

In the morning, Carter had his leg over my stomach and he kept twitching.

I slapped him.

"Hey, fuckwit, get off me," I told him to which he mumbled something incoherent and swatted at me.

"No," I said and shoved him off the bed with a loud thump.

That woke him up

"Ow, Noah, what the fuck?"

"Don't lay on me then," I said with a shrug.

"Well," he stood up.

"If you weren't so damn cuddlable..."

"That's not even a word," I deadpanned.

"Then we wouldn't have this problem," he claimed.

"Tonight, I wanna be the little spoon."

I rolled my eyes before telling him.

"I'm taking a shower first and don't follow me in there you creep."

I know I took a shower the night before but sometimes I needed extra showers when I thought about Randy and... all of it.

My body still felt gross, so I washed my body with soap about four times, before feeling better.

Most of us were up and in the kitchen by nine am as I sat down on the bar stool.

My sexy boyfriend and Emily were cooking breakfast for everyone.

The only person who acknowledged my last night discomfort was Jason when he put a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you good?" he had asked and I nodded.

"Good," he said and took a seat next to me.

No one else brought it up and I was thankful for that.

When Sam saw me, he gave me an award winning smile and the day went perfectly fine.

We went skiing, well, most of us.

Zach and Haven stayed back and Jason told them.

"Please don't break every bed."

"But some beds you can break," Carter added before giving them a wink.

The rest of us went skiing and no, I didn't fall... that much this time around but we all had a good time.

It was later that night that everything really went down hill 'pun intended'.

Knocking on Sam's door, I crept inside.

"Sam?"

"Hey," he said, walking out of the bathroom.

"You okay?" he asked with a grin.

"I saw you tumble a few times," he was trying not to laugh.

"Shut up, Dumbass," I stepped closer to him and looked around the room for a certain blonde.

"She's not in here, Meathead," Sam answered, reading my mind.

"Hmm. I think I like 'Meathead' better than 'Baby.'"

"Me too," Sam agreed.

"I like dumbass, too. It's got just the right amount of degrading," he spoke in a serious tone but then cracked a smile when I laughed.

I tugged him to me by the waist.

He was in those sweatpants that really got me going,and had a dark green hoodie on.

I, on the other hand, was ready for the hot tub, in my black swim trunks.

"Come in the hot tub with me?" I asked in a soft voice then looked down at his mouth.

"Okay. Ya' know, I like Vacation Noah," Sam told me as I leaned down, pulling his collar to the side and placing a kiss.

"Why's that?" I asked in a whisper, then licked his skin before kissing him again.

"Because..." Sam could never concentrate during anything sexual.

"Because...?"

Then I was pushed back.

"Don't turn me on if we're gonna go to the hot tub," he scolded me with his cheeks flushed.

I grinned, knowing I got him all flustered.

"Why do you like 'vacation Noah'?"

"Because you're shirtless a lot," he ran a hand down my bare chest.

"Oh really? That's why?"

"Hmm, yes, my boyfriend's hot," he claimed before I grabbed the back of his neck and brought him into a kiss.

Slipping my tongue in.

He gripped my waist and kissed me back but not as long as I'd like.

"Hot tub," he stated.

"Meet me out there," I told him and kissed him one more time.

Kaitlyn was already in the hot tub when I got outside.

Fuck, of course no one else was out there yet.

"Care if I join?" I asked as I dipped into the hot water.

"Not at all."

We were both silent for an awkward moment before Kaitlyn scooted next me.

"Are you okay... from last night?"

"Yeah, I..."

I definitely didn't want to tell her about it and receive an 'I'm sorry'.

"I'm okay," is what I left it at.

Then I tensed up as I felt her hand on my thigh.

'Oh God no.'

"You know you can talk to me, Noah. I'm still here for you."

"I know, thank you," I said and grabbed her hand to gently take it off of me.

"Actually, we should talk..." but she must've thought I wanted to hold her hand because when I took her hand off my thigh, she intertwined our fingers.

Fuck, what was she doing?

Don't tell me she wanted to get back together.

"Kaitlyn..." I tried slipping my hand away,but she held on.

"Wait, Noah, I think our break was good for us and gave us time to clear our head but I was thinking, I really miss you."

"It wasn't a break, Kaitlyn, we broke up and..."

"Don't you miss me?" she asked with those big, blue puppy dog eyes. Damn her.

"Of course I do. Are you kidding? You were like my best friend but I don't..." 'miss us being together' is what I was going to say but her lips were on mine before I could comprehend what was happening.

I wasn't gonna lie, I froze for a second, not knowing what to do until I realized I had to pull away.

Which was what I did, nudging her back with my hand on her shoulder.

"That's not what I..." and I heard the back door slam shut.

I looked behind me and saw Sam in the house as if he had just walked back inside.

'Oh, fuck, did he see that?'

[embrcssemoi]

"Can you blame them?" Devika pouted cutely at the tabby cat, happily curled around in her arms and purring with each head scratch he'd receive from Devi. "He's just so cuddlable." Was that even a word? With the way these two both struggled with words and always found ways to make up new ones back in the day, she wasn't really worried about it. "It's impossible to have wanted anything else in your life. Have you seen anyone more cuddlable?" She chuckled, humor lacing her words before planting a kiss on the top of cat's head, then finally setting him down on her lap to free one of her hands while the other still caressed Tiger.

The news of Raul's professor being in town piqued Devika's interest. Raul had shared some information about the man, so she partially knew his importance in her friend's life... she wondered if she knew how much important he was, though. "That's nice! Aw, it's too bad he's missing the meteor shower." She offered Raul a sad smile, reaching for a bag of chips and stopping her spoiling on Tiger to open it, then returning that hand to the cat's fur. "You should tell him to stay at the Humming Bird. I mean, I've heard it's the best spot in town, and—" Devika faked a gasp, as if remembering something all of a sudden, "—it's super close to your workplace, too! Who would've thought?" She teased, hoping to steal a chuckle from his lips. "You must be super excited, right? Do you guys have plans? How long is he staying for?" Questions, questions, questions... sometimes, when Devika started speaking, it was hard to make her stop.

Especially around people she felt comfortable with.

"Ah, yes. My girl Val's been doing her thing already and I personally love to see it." Devi smiled, gently nudging her current companion with her elbow. "Don't be such a sour grape. Halloween is only the best time of the year, Raul!" / @nothingnowheres

“He misses anyone that will carry him around like a baby,” Raul said. Almost immediately Tiger began purring in Devika’s arms. That was the thing about the tabby cat, for all his chaotic energy and playfulness he was always nudging at things and people. Sometimes, Raul would come home and he would find the tabby purring like a motorboat at nothing in particular. “I’m pretty sure his original owner was some retired old lady that just spent all her time snuggling him.”

Tiger’s eyes squinted shut in contentment. Raul began leafing through Dev’s snacks, pausing at the question. “Professor Benathorne’s coming in next week; he left a voicemail on the apartment’s landline,” Raul shrugged. Professor Benathorne was technically the one who told Raul if he ever needed a place to stay that the efficiency over his vacation home’s garage was always open. Sometimes, Raul felt like the old man knew after all his time teaching social work courses who would eventually need to take a break from the field. “Outside of that my coworker decided to start decorating the Box for Halloween, but I think you already knew that."

[tamayosclinic]

"I've never felt this way before, and truthfully it scares me. But, the idea of never trying scares me even more." is just so Giyuu I can’t resist xx

"I've never felt this way before, and truthfully it scares me. But, the idea of never trying scares me even more." | Giyuu x GN!Reader

Warning(s): Manga Spoilers regarding Giyuu's connection to a certain character, Mentions of alcohol consumption but no full-blown drunkenness occurs

Author's Note(s): I'm officially out of Tumblr jail! That aside, this fic turned out longer than it was supposed to be, but it is what it is. Enjoy.

Word Count: 1,134

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A night celebrating your promotion to Hashira at home with your best friend, Giyuu, is your idea of a perfect party. You got an excellent first impression of the Hashira at the meeting, but you wanted tonight to be just you and Giyuu. 

You both had been paired up on a mission months after becoming demon slayers and kept in touch after many run-ins. You two have become inseparable, always making time for each other even as your responsibilities increased with your ranks. 

“I promised you I’d become a Hashira too. Now here I am, Giyuu,” you flaunted the new uniform you had received. Golden ones had replaced the silver buttons to represent your new rank. 

“You will look great in it,” Giyuu nodded affirmatively. His cheeks were rosy from the bottle of saké he downed, making it more adorable when he smiled. 

In the back of your mind, you wondered if Shinobu was heartless. Like seriously, how could she hate such an adorable smile? That aside, you stretched out your exhausted limbs before laying sprawled out on the futon beside Giyuu.  

Your house was small, consisting of a kitchen and a large room that doubled as the dining room and bedroom with a separate bathhouse. That meant that you and Giyuu had to share the room, but you didn’t mind. You kept an extra futon for him, and it was almost whimsical to be able to wake up and see him first thing in the morning. 

You had the option of an estate like all other Hashiras but kindly declined. It was just you, so what would be the point of an estate if it would be mostly empty? There would be no reason to continue sharing a room with Giyuu. 

Now Giyuu is cute when he is awake, but it shoots through the roof when he is asleep. He looks so peaceful. The light rumbling snores he makes is oddly calming to listen to, and sometimes he would curl up into a ball, making him irresistibly cuddlable. It was not hard to fall head over heels for him, especially after becoming so close. 

Usually, you would stay up waiting for him to fall asleep and then take a few minutes to observe his sleeping form. Tonight, however, exhaustion caught up to you, and a big dinner didn’t help either. 

“Today was nice. Thank you for celebrating with me, Giyuu,” you yawn as you snuggle under the covers. 

Giyuu’s cheeks were still rosy, but he was otherwise coherent and relaxed. “Anytime, (Y/n). It’s nice to have some time together finally.” 

“Yeah, it has been a long time since we last did something like this. I’m sure it’s only going to continue now that I’m a Hashira.” 

“We will make time, somehow. I promise you that.” 

You smile contently, though your heart panged a bit. You were going to wait until tomorrow to confess your feelings while sober. It felt like the high stakes were touching the sky now. If Giyuu rejected you, it might become too awkward to make good on his promise. 

“Thank you, Giyuu. Goodnight,” you roll on your side, your back facing Giyuu. You shut your eyes tight, but the worries swirling through your mind have pushed sleep miles away. 

“(Y/n), are you awake?” Giyuu whispers after a long while, and you immediately bite down on your gums to keep yourself from smiling. You knew juicy stuff tends to be said when one thinks the other is asleep, and you certainly weren’t going to miss out on what Giyuu had to say. “We have come along, haven’t we?” 

Not this nostalgic shit. You hold back the urge to cringe. 

You never liked to look back on the past. All that led to was guilt and regret for things you failed to do or could have done differently led to more survivors. Some may call it cowardly not to face the past, but you’d gladly take the insult if it kept you sane. Regardless, you continue to fake sleep and listen to Giyuu. 

“You know, after all that happened with Sabito, I had sworn off becoming close to anyone, but here I am sharing a room with you, my best friend,” Giyuu tittered quietly, not to wake you. 

You buried your hands under the pillow so he couldn’t see as you fisted the covers. Best friends, eh. Is that all we will ever be? 

“I can’t say I regret it. Having you in my life has made me happier to be alive this long. Each night, I can’t help but think of you and all the memories we made these past years. I think of your beautiful smile, your ambitiousness, and how you seem to know how I feel even before. I understand why I fell for you.” 

You would have gasped in shock had you not bitten your gums earlier. Those high stakes came crumbling down in an instant. 

“I was so afraid to say anything. I have lost everything I loved. I honestly thought I was born into this world to be made a fool of again and again. But now, I can’t keep my feelings secret any longer. You are a Hashira now. You will face more dangerous foes, so I can’t let you slip away from me like everyone else. 

I love you, (Y/n). I know this doesn’t count as a confession since you’re asleep, but I will get to it tomorrow, so you don’t think it’s the saké talking. It may not go the way I want, but I’m looking forward to finally letting it all out.” 

You hear the shuffling of the covers as he settles into his futons, “I never felt this way before, and truthfully it scares me. But, the idea of never trying scares me even more.” 

With your worries eased, you rolled onto your other side, so now you were facing Giyuu, “I love you too.” 

Giyuu inhaled in shock, giving you a deadpanned expression before turning red enough to glow in the dark, “How much did you hear?” 

“All of it. I love you too,” you say again to let it sink in. Then you remove your covers to reveal the space in your futon. “Get in here. I’ve been dying to cuddle you for so long.” 

Giyuu didn’t budge as he continued processing that you managed to fake sleep for the duration of his supposed monologue. You gave him all the time he needed and beamed when he finally moved into the space. You draped the blanket over him and laid your head on his chest. 

Now that you both know of each other’s mutual feelings perhaps moving into an estate would be nice as long as you can continue to share a room and a bed with Giyuu. 

[musette22]

Minnie! I'm loving all of the content that we're being fed! Sebastian has been all around the world and has been looking fabulous and now we're getting so much Chris content and he looks so huggable in all the pictures that I'm literally hugging a cushion while scrolling (that might also be because I'm sick and all the pictures are feeding my Stucky fantasies). I'm so happy to see them both succeeding!

Sweetheart 💖 Oh, you and me both! It's honestly such a joy and to be getting all this incredible content from our boys, it feels like such a luxury 🥺 I guess it's extra amazing because it's so clear that they're both in a really good place right now, happy and healthy and thriving, and it just feels so goooood 🥰✨️

Sebastian has been looking more gloriously handsome and sophisticated with every new public appearance, not to mention that he's absolutely killing it career-wise!! And Chris is just becoming more gorgeous and cuddlable by the day - can you believe this man is about to turn forty-three?? And he looks like he's having so much fun with the movies he's been doing lately, I just love that for him so so much 🌻 So happy for them both (now if only we could get another reunion soon, that would make it perfect! ❤️)

I'm so sorry to hear you're not feeling well, by the way! I'm sending you all the health vibes and lots of love, hope you'll feel better soon!! 😘

[kianbe]

kian quite literally purrs when nicky's fingers start combing through his bedhead; the sensation soothing in a way that could honestly lull him back to sleep. now that he's awake and able to enjoy his boyfriend's company again, he doesn't want to drift into a deep slumber again, but the idea sure is tempting. nicky's correct in that kian's been so busy lately, that he needs to rest. each new day is overloaded with arduous work for him. having such a strict schedule is not typically something he enjoys, but he finds the structure of training easy enough to follow. that, and well, as practically every hour has something going on, he kind of has no time for distractions.

honestly, he wishes that was different. sometimes, all he wants to do is go find a tree to climb, stare deep into the clouds, and get lost in his reveries. being with nicky feels like a daydream, though, so kian supposes that this is just as good—if not better—than all of that.

when nicky leans in and stamps a kiss onto his face, kian turns and returns the favor; laughing at his comment. "is it weird if i said i'd let you eat me?" he counters, chuckling. "like, i don't know. maybe it seems dark, and weird, and scary, but honestly, if you were a sea monster, i'd totally let you, like, filet me and eat me—raw or cooked, your choice!" kian has no idea that what he's saying could be misconstrued for something more suggestive. it's made apparent by how chirpy and jovial his tone is.

"i'm glad that you told me you don't like the sea, though. now i know to never plan a date there... oh, and i guess you're also not really a sea monster if you hate the sea, and can't swim well... and that also means that you're not cold, clammy, or scaly, so i think that means i win the argument of whether you're cuddlable or not." with that, he playfully sticks his tongue out at nicky... then impulsively leans forward and licks his cheek playfully before bursting into laughter.

he's so childish. though, that's something about him that'll never change. kim kian is someone who will remain youthful very late into his life span, like peter pan.

"you smell good, you taste good, you're not cold, clammy, or scaly... you're all wrong about yourself, babe." beaming, he gazes over at his sweetheart; feeling like he's on cloud nine. "you look especially cute this morning, by-the-way. your hair looks so fluffy and your skin looks really soft—like ice cream. maybe that's why i wanted to lick you." a part of him is tempted to repeat his motions from earlier, but he decides not to. "tell me, if you were ice cream, what flavor would you be?"

a hand frees itself from the warmth of the blankets it was tucked under all night long, absently finding purpose in carding fingers through kian's hair. touching doesn't come naturally to nicky all the time. he's careful with his own body, and careful with others by extension. but in the early morning with kian, before his brain has fully turned on and he can relax into his long-ignored instincts, he finds himself wanting to be affectionate, wanting to show kian how treasured he is. it's just a small touch now, simple and innocent in the grand scheme of things, but it's progress for nicky. he even manages a smile. kian is weird, talking about wanting to dissolve, but somehow nicky just likes him more for it.

"it'll be too hot to get close in summertime," he protests, though he's sure there will inevitably be more skin out whether nicky intends for it or not. he knows what kian wants, he knows he craves a level of intimacy that nicky's just not quite ready for yet. sometimes he feels guilty for not being there yet; sometimes he feels angry at his mother, for all the damage she did to him and all of his future relationships with her abuse, that he second-guesses and is too slow in every step of his relationship with kian so far. he tries not to show kian those ugly sides of himself even though he knows that his best friend and boyfriend wouldn't want nicky to keep anything from him. he wants to be his best self with kian only.

"if i was a sea-monster, i'd eat you up," a small smile flickers across his face and nicky finds himself with the confidence to lean over and press his lips against kian's face, just a chaste peck on the cheek to express his affection. and then you could never leave me. there it is, the ugly side of him; the possessive bit that can't imagine his life without kian, the part that sometimes wants to lock him in a glass case to keep him safe and by his side forever. nicky knows those are ugly feelings; he tries not to give them the thought they think they deserve.

the hand in kian's hair pauses, simply resting there comfortably. "i don't know," he answers, honest to a fault. maybe he does sleep better with kian by his side but he's never really tested the theory. maybe he just gets lucky. or maybe he actually sleeps worse from having to share the blankets, he's not sure. "i'm glad you slept well. you could sleep more. i know how busy you are." it was nicky who told kian to pursue being an idol when the opportunity presented itself so he has no right to complain about kian's schedule now. he just wishes there was a little more time in it for the other man to take care of himself a little better.

he listens with quiet attention as kian relays his dream from the night before in surprising detail. even when nicky does dream, he usually doesn't remember half of it by the time he's fully awake. it's just as well, most of the time. he can't help but smile, thinking that the version of him in kian's dream is so like the real-life ryu nicky. he can see the same situation playing out in the waking world... except for the crabs. nicky would never be caught in such a predicament.

"i haven't," he assures kian. and then, he adds a confession: "i actually don't like the beach very much. i can't swim well." he simply never learned and the ocean is a scary place for a weak swimmer. no, it's better to stay in pools where he can safely touch the bottom without fear of a riptide or undertow to drag him out to sea.

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klapollo cuddling headcanons 1 2 3 go!

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I think that most of the time Apollo is the big spoon -aka the koala- he loves to cling to Klavier, like, with his whole body. But they love it either way. Klavier probably really likes being the big spoon as well. I mean have you seen Apollo he looks very cuddlable

I think they are both naturally warm, I mean Apollo being a warm person is very fitting but at the same time. Klavier looks VERY WARMM TOO <3<3<3 so yeah.

Just. Hoodies. Whenever I think about Klapollo cuddling I imagine them in hoodies. I think Apollo is a very hoodie person AND I love Klavier dressing down.

Apollo does wake up early for his Chords of Steel practice so. I imagine after they get together he would sometimes go back to bed until the actual time they have to wake up in order to cuddle with Klavier.

Contrary to my belief of Apollo being a morning person, I think Klavier is a night owl. He works better when its late so he sometimes does come home late and he just finds Apollo sleeping and HE GOES INTO THE BED TO CUDDLE WITH HIM WITH APOLLO AND THE BED BEING WARM AAAAAA 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭  and sometimes he lies down w Apollo but doesnt sleep, reads or goes through case notes or something while Apollo is asleep next to him

Okay but just imagine. Them cuddling with Vongole and Mikeko. Did you imagine it yet. You are welcome

When/If they get married, everyone probably thinks that Klavier will make Apollo "finally live a little" and that he will make him more fun but I think Klavier himself gets boring instead and they are just that stay at home when it's their day off instead of going out kind of couple. Just cuddling and talking about law (nerd shit) and watching movies (and arguing about movies)

I also think in summer it does get kinda unbearable to cuddle while sleeping or whatever and Apollo suggests stopping for a while but Klavier absolutely does NOT accept. They sleep with less clothes on, with AC, the windows wide open WHATEVER but the cuddling stays.

I just love them cuddling. Cuggli ng.. . . . :(((( <3<<3<<3<33<3<3<3<<3 anyways this is all i have please feel free to send me any klapollo hcs YOU have i love them

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Tell me why Jin would give the best hugs- Just his big arms wrapped around you and hugging you close and keeping you warm.

And though Jin gives the best hugs, Yoongi is the most cuddlable. He's little spoon energy and is the most comfy to hold while you're laying down in bed, just his head on your chest and arms around your waist.

Jimin would be the best cuddler for big spooning, he'd hold you so close and run his hands in your hair- Just beautiful cuddles.

Jungkook is the type of bf to hover over you, especially when you're on your phone, he'll lean over your shoulder to see "what's so funny". He'd rest his chin on your shoulder, hug you from behind, just being behind you with scary dog privileges.

Taehyung is go-to if you want to be carried. Piggyback, bridal style, just wrapping your legs around his waist and hugging onto him- That's all Taehyung babes.

Namjoon wraps his arm around your shoulder or waist. He'll pull you closer whenever he notices your uncomfortable or if he's jealous or just to tease. He especially likes to hold your waist because it's possessive and sometimes he squeezes your side just to fuck with you.

Hoseok buys oversized hoodies on purpose so the both of you can fit in them. He just wants your warmth all to himself, plus it's great for teasing you without being too suspicious of outside eyes- And they end up smelling like the both of you.