#really fluffy

[ladyrhaerhae]

The Bloom of My Heart

Synopsis: It’s been such a while since you’ve spent time with your partner and you’ve decided to plan a small surprise picnic for both of you to unwind and relax. How do they react?

Genre: Diabolically sickening fluff, you all have been warned!

Author’s Note: this was supposed to be for valentine’s day last month but i ended up getting swamped with work and other duties sjdfhskjdfsd but anyways, enjoy!

DILUC

Receiving gifts wasn’t a foreign concept nor rare occurrence for the red-eyed wine tycoon.

If anything, he would like to say he was sick of it. Aside from his disdain for the very product his own family supports and finds livelihood from, the constant image and good relations he must keep to keep said business thriving and flowing invites a lot of instances where he would receive complimentary gifts and items from his business partners. Some would send as a gesture of good will, others with hidden agendas and ulterior motives.

But of course, you are the exception. You will always be the exception.

When you pleaded for him to free up a couple of hours during the day to spend some time with him, he reluctantly agreed despite the hectic schedule and tasks he needed to follow up and accomplish within that day. He already figured out you were arranging some sort of surprise, but what you had planned was something he had no idea about at all.

You could imagine how he could physically feel his cheeks heat up to a degree he thought would endanger his own body temperature and the way his heart’s paced raced faster than the adrenaline and excitement he would feel coursing through his veins when he found himself seated atop a private and safe clearing near Windrise, a picnic blanket set on the ground and a basket filled with food and drinks positioned in the middle.

When you shyly tugged on his sleeve and handed him a bouquet of small lampgrass you gathered yourself along with a box clumsily wrapped, he couldn’t stop himself from gathering your gifts on one arm and grabbing you with his other.

His arm wrapped around your waist and your chests collided, a small “oof!” of surprise escaping you as he buried himself in the cook of your neck. How was he so lucky to have found you? What did he do to deserve the blessing that was your existence, your very being in his life?

Diluc was not a man whose words littered with flattery and praise, but he would be damned if he couldn’t show how much he appreciated you for your efforts. When he pulled back and gazed at you with the widest smile and the softest of looks with his bright red eyes, he had hoped that this would be more than enough to convey the overflowing stream of emotions he was unable to verbalize out loud aside from the usual words of affections you two would share underneath the hush and curtains of privacy, away from the world.

And when he saw you return the smile and your cheeks flush nearly the same shade as his fiery red hair, there was no doubting each other’s emotions as you shared a kiss underneath the large branches of the tree, with the soft breeze brushing past you and the crystaflies dancing in the air, much like the fluttering beats of both of your hearts.

ALHAITHAM

As “rational” and “logical” he may be, there was no denying that Alhaitham understood the nuances and contexts of social interactions including romantic exchanges. After all, when he unexpectedly found himself falling in love with you and realizing he wanted to be with you, it would be as irrational and illogical for him to act in a way that would push you away or make you want to distance yourself from him.

When you asked him whether he was available for lunch on a certain sunny day, he already assumed that you would have a picnic idea prepared somewhere nearby. It wasn’t just a random guess either; he had picked up on your actions from the days leading up to that moment. The way you had invested more attention and detail to grocery shopping, the new picnic blanket and basket you had tried to hide beneath the storage by your shared home from his line of sight, and the rather suspicious way you tried to plead with him to leave his schedule vacant during noon-

Really, it was like you weren’t even trying.

So when he appeared collected and not at all phased when you tried to bring him to a reserved spot near Yazadaha Pool, he tried his best not to let a small amused smirk appear on his face.

What he didn’t expect, however, was the bouquet of sand grease pupa and flowers of what seemed to come from a well-known monster located around the northern desert of Sumeru. His eyes blinked so fast as he tried to make sense of what exactly you had just handed him- a gift or a prank?

It didn’t matter though when he heard the ringing of your uncontrollable laughter upon witnessing the Grand Scribe’s facial expression. He let out a short scoff and tried to appear as if offended by the gift, but he couldn’t stay that way when you wrapped your arms around his waist and gave him a chaste kiss on the corner of his lips.

To outdo and surprise Alhaitham of all people was certainly a feat, but to grab his heart and make it your own was something he knew no ordinary person could do. 

With the bouquet of pupas and monster drops and your voice filling the air with stories about your day, he couldn’t help but lean his head atop of yours and allow you to rest on his chest as the afternoon sun rose high in the sky and shone down upon both of you- it’s warmth giving Alhaitham enough excuse to hide the blush that formed in his face when you brushed your lips against his, but not enough to hide the erratic beating of his own heart.

CYNO

Yet another individual who seems as if he isn’t well-versed in the context of human relationships, but is really just a secret softie underneath the front he constantly puts as General Mahamatra.

It didn’t take any kind of coaxing or bargaining at all for him to agree with spending some of his free time with you. Had it not been for his personal duties, he would gladly spend all the time in the world just staying by your side.

He was quite curious on what you had planned, but still trusted you even when you gave him a slip of paper and made him try to solve for the mysterious place you had arranged for your little date.

It didn’t take much time to figure out the location of your date, but he couldn’t say it was a little fun with how you used references from TCG to lure him in and try to make him lose his way there. 

He was the General Mahamatra, nothing could possibly distract him from his goals when he set his eyes on it.

... is what he thought until he tripped over a subtle lump of earth after his eyes landed on you.

You were waiting for him by a neatly arranged picnic blanket spread across the grass. In your arms were a fresh bouquet of Padisarah flowers mixed with Sumeru roses and other brightly colored flowers and a gentle yet giddy smile on your face.

Maybe it was the way the sunlight hit your figure that it looked like you were a dazzling, mythical being and the way your eyes glittered with mirth and joy- he wasn’t sure- but it was such a sight that it was practically inevitable he would trip over the ground and almost fall on his face.

When he heard your worried words accompanied with a few snickers of laughter, he couldn’t help the smile that appeared on his face as well. He watched as your giddy face turned bashful as you shyly handed him the bouquet you prepared for him and how your cheeks reddened from embarrassment when you told him that you planned all this as a way to give him a break and to spend more special time with one another.

He gladly accepted your bouquet with one arm and tenderly cupped your cheek with the other. His thumb brushed on the soft surface of your cheek and underneath the skin of his hand he could feel the warmth emanating from your embarrassed and shy face. A small whisper of gratitude left his lips, a quiet gesture from the seemingly intimidating and feared General Mahamatra, but not equating to how big and impactful your existence was to his life and how he silently swore with the very same breath that spoke of your name to protect your smile and the warmth you bring into his life.

[xspeter]

JUST BARELY

peter parker x fem!reader

synopsis - fall is the best season.

“peter.”

“yeah baby?”

“it’s fall.”

usually, when the two of you first wake up, the first thing out of your mouth is a, “good morning baby,” so this is slightly unusual.

“what d’ya mean?” he asks, voice husky with remnants of sleep.

“it’s fall. like… like leaves changing color, weather getting chillier, pumpkin spice latte… fall.” you say excitedly.

peter furrows his eyebrows in confusion. “okay..?”

you scoff and immediately sit up, your sudden movement causing the fuzzy blanket to fall from peters chest. he’s immediately met by a sudden cold brush of air and his arms instinctively wrap around his body to try and savor any warmth that you had selfishly stolen from him.

“what do you mean ‘okay’? it’s fall! the best time of the year!” you say excitedly. “this is the only time of year where it’s acceptable to wear crew necks and cardigans! and- and haunted houses are opening and pumpkin patches! and we can make those cute little halloween cookies you get at walmart! oh my gosh and i almost forgot about halloween! i love halloween!” you ramble.

peter smiles warmly at you, finding your rant amusing. you two had gotten together back in feburary, so he had no idea you loved autumn this much.

“if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you loved fall more than you love me.” peter teases.

your eyebrows furrow and you pretend to think for a minute before you shrug, “well,” you say, “fall is about here,” you explain, putting your hand right in front of your chest, “and you are around… here!” you put your other hand a tiny bit lower than the first, and peter gasps at frantically throws his head back.

you giggle at peters dramatics, but suddenly your pulled on top of peter as he tickles you in retaliation.

“peter- peter stop!” you laugh, but your pleas fall on deaf ears.

peter ignores you and continues tickling up your sides. your laugh music to his ears.

“peter- peter- wait!” you gasp out, finally finding the strength to pull yourself away from him.

peters eyebrows furrow and a concerned look washes over his face. “what’s wrong?” he questions, his chocolate brown eyes looking into yours. his expression is nothing but pure love, and suddenly, you really do think you’ve found something you love just a little more than fall.

“i just love you.” you mumble.

peters lips crack into a small grin and he leans in and kisses you softly.

“more than fall?” he asks a against your lips.

you sigh dramatically, “just barely.”

[makenna-made-this]

Okkkkkk so where is Chicken Miku?

Anon the way i dropped everything when i saw this

HATSUNE BEAK-U

(based on the Onagadori chicken breed)

[nouverx]

*proceeds to drink the whole bottle*

Yeah Alastor you're gonna be loved and appreciated wether you want it or not :)

[heartorbit]

figure skating set right now please. thanks

[reineydraws]

i regularly think about mishanks immediately post luffy becoming pirate king and this is one of the fluffier ideas haha

also kind of the spiritual successor to my very first mishanks post :'))

[xitsensunmoon]

My first ever comic con! And first cosplay too. Of course it's gonna be my boy :] Ramblings about the process are under the cut(Let me know if?? You would want me to elaborate with process images for any of the steps?)

The costume took me forever to make, as I've never done any machine sewing, sculpting, fabric dying or spray painting before but learning all of these was so fucking fun!! I never realised just how many different skills go into making a cosplay but it was so worth it!!!

Almost all of the clothes(except the hat) were purchased first as bases, but all of the detailing was added by me. All of the fabric used was originally just scraps that I was given for free so I needed to learn how to dye and dye all of the stars, they were originally white.

The sewing machine was its own beast that brought me tons of frustration from the lack of skill and knowledge (it was devastating to find out that 95% of fuck ups were my fault and not the machine's lmao). But as a result, a hat sewn from scratch, all of the fur trims, embroidery on the corset, stars and the collar(which is very hard to see on the pictures unfortunately) was all added manually. The stars and the stripes(on the back of the cape) were attached using heat-and-bond adhesive (I WISH I knew about such thing just when I started working on this. It would save me so much time and nerves.)

Then I found out about polymorph(mouldable plastic) and it has become the next thing I wanted to learn, to sculpt the claws and the fangs(yes, they're handmade jfksjs). The claws I then primed and painted in trillion coats because I wasn't satisfied with the colour of the spray paint. The fangs I moulded to my own teeth and then stained with tea to match the colour of my teeth :)c

As for makeup, I used Mehron Paradise water activated paints. At first I wanted to try to save money and bought myself Snazaroo instead, which unfortunately turned out to be a waste. Snazaroo didn't hold on my face for longer than 2 hours, cracking and peeling awfully. Mehron on the other hand survived 11 hours of me smiling, talking, emoting and such and didn't even crease at the smile lines(I'm actually shocked about that). It obviously works like any other makeup which means your skin texture and wrinkles won't go anywhere but Mehron's elasticity pleasantly surprised me. It did obviously smear from sweat and saliva(if you're eating and licking your lips) but if you don't touch the skin it just dries again, self setting. But if it's dry it's fully smear-proof. Highly recommend!

And last but not least, I've decided against painting my hands as it was very risky that I will stain everything I touch at the smallest hint of sweat. So instead I got myself gloves-tights(? Not sure how they're called but it's made from the same fabric as tights) and painted them with normal acrylic paint(did you know you could dye fabric with acrylic paint? I personally didn't), then heat set with an iron and voilà, they're reusable, my hands are not stained after an exhausting day and I don't stain everything I touch. It worked wonderfully which honestly was a surprise as I was really sceptical that acrylic paint will somehow stay in place.

I think this whole thing took me minimum of 6 months with big-big breaks for my school and life in general. But I'm really proud! This project taught me so many new skills and I couldn't have been happier about learning new knowledge, even if it sucked to fail in the meantime.

Everyone at the con was really nice and gave me a large confidence boost even tho it was my first time and I had no idea what I was doing. Taking photos with other people was really awkward/new for me as I hate cameras so I really had no idea how to pose/behave in front of one. But that's okay I think. This whole experience definitely made me want to do this again, so I think that will come with experience. Thank you for reading this far, hope you enjoyed this little summary :)

[factual-fantasy]

Seeing my old Welcome Home AU stuff inspired me to come back and draw Julie! Out of all the backstories my AU gives the cast, I always liked Julie's the most. :}

As ya'll can see I experimented with her design a bit more and made her look more monstrous. A tail here, some spots over there.. Some animal-like feet and pointy ears.. nothing that would make her look too crazy though. Its the first pass but I think it looks nice! I might just keep her this way :}}

[peaceandlove26]

wip of my new favorite baby, designed by graymutual, currently unnamed but definitely a twiluna child

[kirbyhobbed]

a marshmallow resting upon a pile of fluff

[barghest-land]

2: dilophosaurus

[tobyisave]

hammock negotiations

[imaginederror]

Sequel to Sunshade

[keferon]

What are your thoughts on a decepticon prowl?

Oh I'm all for it. But! Only if he's actually a Con. Like. Wholeheartedly.

Not "nnnooo we're doingg a bad thing and I kind of dont wanna do bad thing but I have no choice poor me".

You know how in canon he truly believes he's on the right side and makes everything to ensure that Optimus wins the war? You know how he's willing to make every tough decision so Optimus doesn't have to risk his reputation? You know how he literally makes Autobots look like shiny brave and clean heroes who did nothing wrong ever?

I want all that but the other way around. I want him to do that for Megatron and for the Decepticons. The implications would be so fucking dramatic I could write a whole essay.

Low rank Cons would hate him so fucking bad.

Starscream would try to murder him at least once a day.

Megatron would absolutely treasure him. Autobots would have it r o u g h

Can you imagine

[butteronabun]

disclaimer: just some silly shenanigans as diluc’s s/o:

“You are the perfect man for me.”

Diluc almost drops the glass he’s washing from your sudden declaration. You can see the blush forming on those cheeks of his. It’s absolutely comical. “Pardon?”

You smile at him innocently. Oh, how lucky you are to be the only one to fluster Diluc and lose his composure. “I said what I said!”

He stares at you, long enough for you to crack a grin.

Man is speechless. He still isn’t used to your antics.

_

The night is still young.

You feel Diluc’s presence beside you as he joins you on the sheets. A comforting warmth emanates from him, and you turn to your side. As he prepares his own side of the bed, you silently admire his beefy figure and long, fluffy hair. Not to mention how he’s so kissable as of the moment.

Again, how lucky you are, to be able to have such a sight: he’s not the Master Diluc who doesn’t hesitate to kick out disrespectful drunks in his tavern, nor the one who manages the winery with such formality and professionalism. He’s especially not the vigilante who lurks from the shadows and slays enemies who threaten his nation.

For now, he’s just Diluc. Your Diluc.

“Di–luc,” you sing.

Diluc lifts his head, and stops patting on his pillows for a bit. All eyes on you. “Yes?”

“Get on top of me.”

Your lover gapes at you, before embarrassingly looking away. “No.”

You grin at him as you rise from your side. You know Diluc’s trying to avoid your gaze when he plops down beside you, but you also know that even if he’s trying to ignore you, he just can’t. He loves you too much.

“Why? Are you embarrassed?” You tease, and poke him on the shoulder lightly. “And we’re in a relationship! Shouldn’t we cuddle?”

“I know what you are doing,” Diluc remarks. “This is one of your pranks, again.”

Just because you started an impromptu wrestling match with him on the bed that one time doesn’t mean you’ll do it again. Maybe. Oh. It’s so nice to see Diluc overpower you and making a point. But that story is going to be for another time. “But my request is genuine. I do really want you on top of me.”

Diluc sighs. “Sometimes it fascinates me how you can say such things so forwardly.”

“It’s because it’s you,” You kiss him sweetly on the cheek. “I love you.”

He doesn’t respond for a bit. Then, he sighs again, and glances at you. His expression is not filled with exasperation, but just fondness. Really, how did you get so lucky? “Fine. . . but no hidden intentions.”

You feign a gasp, “Is it really so bad for me to want your big arms to suffocate me?”

“Wait- that’s what you want? Love, not this again—“

_

“Diluc, just one kiss, I beg,” you plead with your eyes closed and hands clasped together in front of your chest. Diluc’s eyes are wide, a hint of red peeking from his ears, and Elzer, beside him, tries to hide his amused chuckles. “One kiss from you and I think I’ll be able to save the world!”

It’s another day in the office and Master Diluc’s beloved makes a visit again ( who really has special privileges because she’s the only one allowed to see him without any appointments ). And whenever she’s here, she always wants one thing: Diluc’s time. Elzer thinks that this change will take some time for his Master to adjust, but he won’t have it any other way.

“Please?”

“Love, didn’t I already—“

“Master Diluc, I will be excusing myself now,” Elzer bows, hoping that he will forgive him for interrupting their conversation. But he wanted to save his Master from the mortification. “I shall leave you both.”

Even if you are more vocal when it comes to desiring Diluc’s attention, Elzer is aware that the feelings are reciprocated. After all, It’s always a delight to see Master Diluc so smitten.

Before he’s out, Elzer shares a secret look with you. He doesn’t need to speak to deliver a message.

“Good luck, miss.”

Because he knows you understand him when you send him a wink.

_

Diluc meets you in the bathroom - you’re beautiful as always, and he can’t take his eyes off of you. As you look at your reflection, he knows his day is already starting great. The tune that you hum while brushing your hair is pleasing to his ears. “Good morning, my love. You seem chipper.”

“Of course, why wouldn’t I be?” You smile knowingly at him, and subtly reveal the marks that he has made on your neck. His handiwork. The result of his love. “When I’m so lucky?”

Diluc smiles back. “You’re so smug.”

“And you love it~”

“I know.” He cups your cheek. “I love you.”

[soosoosoup]

Fluffy rearing