#short and sweet at least?

[solarmorrigan]

My Favorite Sweater (is Yours)

For the @steddie-spooktober day 29 prompt: Sweater Rated: T | Words: 495 | CW: None | Tags: established relationship, Eddie Munson loves Steve Harrington, the intimacy of learning someone's wardrobe Divider credit: @steddiecameraroll-graphics

Eddie loves learning new things about Steve. All his little quirks, his habits, his likes and dislikes; even the things Steve does that annoy Eddie are still hoarded away like a dragon with gemstones. It feels like a privilege to see Steve unguarded, just happy and existing in a space with Eddie.

He learns how Steve takes his coffee in the mornings, how he moves his lips when he reads, how he can (and will) recite statistics about any basketball team you can name, how he’s willing to start a physical fight over who gets to drive when they go to run errands. He loves all of it, but he especially loves learning the language of Steve’s wardrobe.

No stranger to sartorial self-expression, Eddie has long used his clothes to shout to the world about who he is, what he likes, and just where people can shove it if they take issue with it. Steve, on the other hand, is a little more subtle. It had taken Eddie a little while to realize, but where his own clothes reflect his identity, Steve’s reflect his mood.

Jeans and polos are, of course, the baseline. Eddie can’t say he sees the appeal himself, but he likes them on Steve (though he likes them even better off Steve, it must be said).

T-shirts are for Getting Shit Done. Eddie is less fond of these; they’re a great look for Steve, but there is a higher than normal probability that Eddie is going to be made to clean something, or be asked if he wants to go for a jog when Steve is wearing one.

Henleys are fun; they’re light and casual and easy, and they often mean that Steve is up for anything. Henleys are date nights and day trips and adventures – exploration with only a minimal amount of complaining.

Sweatshirts are for down days. On days when Steve doesn’t feel well, when his body hurts or his head aches or he’s feeling anxious and withdrawn, he reaches for a sweatshirt.

(Addendum to the above: days when Steve wears Eddie’s sweatshirts are great days. Steve in Eddie’s clothes means he wants Eddie’s attention, and Eddie is more than willing to give it to him.)

There are other moods, other nuances—button-ups and tank tops and running shorts and sweatpants and the Exceptionally Tight Jeans—but Eddie thinks his favorite days might be the days when Steve wears sweaters.

Sweaters are for good moods and good days. They’re softness and warmth. They mean that Steve is feeling affectionate and sweet, that he wants to be wherever Eddie is, preferably cuddled into his side like an overlarge housecat. Sweaters mean that Eddie will get to end the day curled up on the sofa with Steve, or snuggled together in bed, held safe and close like something precious.

Sweaters are everything Eddie hadn’t known he was missing and everything he never wants to be without again.

The sweaters are Eddie’s favorite.

[yardsards]

i needed to express a sentiment in the creative stylings of @dunmeshiminimumwage

[buwheal]

I'm sorry, Spamton. I know you won't believe me, but I'm sorry we hurt you.

[d8tl55c]

oh boy !! ! ! ! !!! ! thANK y0u all for the kind words on my last art posts. you all get it and i was/still am so happy about it

as promised, here's some close-ups of the comic for image quality's sake, and other screenshots i rescued from the community whiteboard (and something else)

first up another sketch of mystery gender-ambiguous being. (please send me more name ideas for them if you got one- i like to hear em! (reminder it's the side character that appeared for <10 seconds in AvM Ep. 30))

a few fav scenes

emotional support cwab

they weren't meant for this purpose exactly, but i do have countless "fluffy sticks" loose in my notes and homework sheets from the school years.

papery critter.

even when i wasn't confident in fur or feathers, they helped me practice posing and create some satisfying gradients/flowing poses. (im a sucker for good tail poses) (oh yay! i found a good pic...)

and finally, little sneak peak for you for reading so far ;3

i realized that whiteboardfox is pretty great for my working needs. simple and to the point and all. feels nice with the mouse and the tablet.

so i started hashing out a big project idea just to see if it holds up and

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several hours later ...

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oh

oh man

it's a little bigger than i expected

<next>

[varpusvaras]

Fox is taking a nap while Bail works.

Or at least Bail had thought that Fox had been taking a nap, because he had been very still for a long while, his head resting against Bail's shoulder, but then he suddenly tilts his head.

"...have you pierced your ears?" He asks.

"Is that what you have been staring at this whole time over there?" Bail asks, lowering his datapad. "Instead of sleeping?"

"Didn't exactly mean to", Fox mutters. "I just noticed it and then I had to make sure. Have you?"

"I have", Bail nods. "They were in style in certain parts back home, when I was younger. It was even before I met Breha. A last effort in some sort of rebellion against the norms of my social circles, I guess."

Fox lifts his head off his shoulder, but not for long, as hoists himself up a bit and leans his chin on it instead.

"Haven't seen you wear anything", he says.

"I haven't worn anything in a while", Bail says. "I'm not sure any jewelry goes together with my outfits."

Fox huffs.

"That's garbage and you know it", he scoffs. "I've seen what other Senators wear, and I know for a fact that you have too. If they can wear all of those things, you can wear earrings. Even just small ones. Maybe silver. Those would look nice."

"This is starting to sound like you want me to wear something", Bail says.

"Maybe I do", Fox says. "Like I said, they would look nice. Just a little deviation from your usual look. A little rebellion. Every girl needs to date a scoundrel once in their lives."

"Oh, Breha has had the time to say that to you as well?" Bail rolls his eyes, though he cannot hide his smirk. "I hope that not every man needs to date a scoundrel as well, because I don't think I have ever passed for one at any point during my life."

"I don't know", Fox says. "I'm feeling pretty rebellious for dating you. I think that counts for something."

Bail can see that he is smiling, from the corner of his eye. Fox tilts his head up a bit more, so he can press his lips on the corner of Bail's jaw.

"Seriously, though", Fox says. "Wear something. They would look nice. For me?"

"I'm thinking about it", Bail chuckles. "If you'll take your nap now."

Fox lifts his head up and huffs again, this time right into Bail's ear. Bail knows that he'd done it on purpose.

"This is extortion", he says, as he flops down on the office couch, settling in with his feet dangling over the arm rest, and his head propped up on Bail's lap. "I wouldn't have expected something like that from you, Senator Organa."

Bail laughs.

"Every once in a while, every Senator needs to turn to the dark side", he says. He lifts his datapad back up, and cards the fingers of his free hand through Fox's hair. "Now, the nap."

"So bossy", Fox mumbles, but he does actually close his eyes this time.

It takes maybe a few minutes for him to fall asleep.

Maybe he really should wear something, Bail thinks, as he keeps carding his hand through Fox's hair. As a reward.

[ancha-aus]

RealAgeAU Drabble - Costume

I had a a few ideas for drabbles :3 And I settled on this one for now :3

Mostly because I have one mental image in my head that is just too cute to pass up and I wanted to add more cuteness to this AU so here we GO! @spotaus You ready my friend?

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Als I am really considering making a masterpost for these drabbles and any related asks/answers and drawings people make... Just a thought.

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Cross watches as Nightmare looks at the different options of costumes. They are in the bigger city nearby to actually give him some options.

It had been thanks to Crop that they even knew about this happening. Kinda like a halloween get together but it mostly celebrates the start of the colder seasons and the time of rest the land needs.

But with everyone in costume because Halloween happens around the same time.

But it gave them the excuse to take Nightmare out on a tiny trip and let him pick out soemthing he would like to wear. Killer says he is making progress on that front but Cross doubts it as Nightmare still just only wears the stuff they picked out for him or Dust's old things.

Even if Nightmare looks adorable in the for him much too big hoody.

Cross smiles down at Nightmare "And? Any ideas for what you want to be dressed as?"

Nightmare shoots him a look and shrugs "Why get dressed? I am a skeleton... That is spooky enough right?"

Cross feels part of his soul melt but tries to keep it in. Nightmare hadn't fully noticed that his way of speaking is starting to slip more and more into more childlike talking and words. Even if he still tries to speak in his fancy way. It is just too cute.

Cross sees it as them doing a good job at this whole parent thing.

Cross grins "True... But Horror already decided to go as a lumberjack and Killer is going as Jason from friday the 13th." Cross himself hadn't decided yet and Cross knows that Dust is planning on just matching whatever Nightmare wants to get dressed as.

Nightmare frowns and stares at all the options. He points towards a costume and Cross checks it.

It is the cheapest thing there is.

Cross saw this coming but he knows how to deal with that! Cross grins "Oh? A little devil? We can do that. Come. We can look at more costumes for that."

Nightmare looks a lot more unsure as he rubs his arm "This is fine... stuff is expensive."

Cross crouches down and leans on his hand "Hey... it is fine... Dust got a budget together and everything. Let me worry about money okay?"

Nightmare frowns but looks considered at some of the more detailed options instead of the cheap stuff. Much better. Nightmare slowly starts to gravitate towards the vampire stuff and Cross starts to think this may be a success when-

a soft sizzle.

Oh are you kidding him!?

"You seriously gonna let him get that stuff?"

Nightmare blinks and grins brightly at the sound of Error and searches for him before spotting him near the ceiling.

Cross glares and hisses "Error." he glances around nervously.

Error snorts "Calm down. I know how to time stuff. People hardly ever notice I am in universes. Seriously though. yOu are going to let him grab this shi-stuff." Error quickly changes his sentence when Cross glares at him.

Cross crosses his arms "Well we want to have stuff to get dressed in for the party. We are trying to fit in."

Nightmare looks up at Cross and smiles a tiny bit "Error can look with us?"

Cross really wants to say no. Not like Killer. Killer hates the fact that Nightmare has a crush on the other. Cross just doesn't want to deal witht he headache that is Error himself.

Now that Cross knows what he knows he realised that Nightmare always had a crush on Error. No one ever noticed because... well... Nightmare went about those feelings as any six year old did. hanging out, trying to invite the other to play with them. bringing small tokens and things. trying to be included.

Error snorts "Nah. Don't want to be stuck in this store of bad quality." and he nudges one of the costumes offered.

Cross sighs annoyed "So why appear?"

Error looks smug "I saw you were going to let Nightmare grab bad quality stuff. of course i step in."

That is another thing Cross doesn't like. Knowing that Error just, glances in whenever he feels like it. Cross glares and hisses "Stop having a window on us open. One it is weird and two if anyone sees it!"

Error waves it off "I just check for a few seconds when i know it is clear. Calm down." he shoots Ngihtmare a look "Seriously though. You are a god. don't gods deserve like the best things?"

Nightmare shrugs and mutters "Jsut got stuff because they wanted it..."

Cross also finds it rich coming from Error as Error still wears some upgraded hobo-jacket that looks like it is barely holding it together.

Error blinks before huffing "Yeah no. I am getting you a costume of actual quality." he looks areound "vampire?"

Nightmare suddenly looks a lot less comfortable with the attention adn returns to Cross's side to hide partly. Nightmare never likes it when others start offering stuff to him. Cross leans downa dn picks up their small charge.

Cross nudges their skulls together and mutters "It is okay. You had an idea of what you like?"

Nightmare just pushes clsoer "it is dumb. easy stuff is fine."

Cross nudges him again "It isn't dumb. What do you want?"

Nightmare remains quiet for a long time and Cross waits patiently. Just let him feel it out first. Let him decide for himself. Error looks a lot less patient as he just stands there, obviously wnating to tap his foot but refrains from it.

Nightmare eventually mutters "liked... vampire becuase it is a bat..."

Cross blinks and grins "You want to be a tiny bat?"

Ngihtmar eshrugs again and tries to hide further. Clearly done with being verbal.

Cross nods and nzuzles the skull "I am sure we can figure out a tiny bat costume." MAybe they can get a cape? get some wings attached? Cross is srue they can figure it out-

Error nods "A bat. That is easy." he looks thoughtful before nodding and with a sizzle he is gone.

Cross sighs loudly but Ngihtmare giggles and gives a happy mutter "He likes me."

Cross sighs loudly "You are very clearly he favourite. Which isn't a good thing bud, you don't want to be a god's favourite." at least that is the lesson Cross got out of stories.

Nightmare hums as he nuzzles his skull against Cross's "You guys were always my favourites..."

Cross hugs Ngihtmare close as he walks towards the exit of the store "You are so sweet. and you always cared so much about us." Ngihtmare mutters about not being sweet but relaxes with the affection.

Cross gets a ride back from Ellie and returns home to the others. He is only done for a few minutes with retelling everything as they make sure Nightmare eats his snack when they hear more sizzling.

A moment later a small package drops on their dining table.

Nightmare blinks nad opens it only to gasp.

Because that is a bright purple hoody with bat wings sewed in the back and a hood with little bat ears and a grumpy bat face on the hood.

It is adorable and Nightmare looks adorable in it and Cross has to admit it was a perfect pic. a very comfortable and cute costume for the coming outing.

Killer grumbles as he stabs his fork into his own food. He glares at his plate "Gonna have to figure out how to scare a god."

Yeah... Cross is hoenstly a little curious as to how Kilelr plans to do that. For now their babybones is happy in his new hoody and they have a very powerful ally who wants Nightmare happy like them.

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Was this whole drabble an excuse to get Nightmare a hoody with little bat wings and bat ears? Yes. Yes it was. And he HAS one now!! :D <3

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[doodleodds]

Happy Valentines, Akira. Happy Valentines, Asshole.

If you can’t read what Akechi’s secondary inner-dialogue says cause I obscured it too much behind his regular dialogue, here’s a transcription in panel order: Hello, you fucking- Ah- Hello, Akira! Fuck off, why should I tell you- Just a soda- there’s a new flavor.

I don’t want your shitty gift. Oh- haha! You’re so sweet.

I hope I choke. They’re lovely, thank you.

Like hell. Likewise. There’s no way it’s just a coincidence. Still though, it’s a funny coincidence.

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

YOOOOOOOOOOOOO THAT HUMAN-LOOKING ABYSS READER IS ABSOLUTE FIRE I LOVE IT!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!11!!!! please feed me more you actually gave me brainrot please i beg you i'm on my knees....

YESSSS EXCELLENT I'M GLAD SOMEONE SHARES MY VISION

alright listen, you and Foul Legacy are both very used to sleeping curled up into tight balls, a way of making yourselves smaller against the hungry maw of the Abyss. if you had been with a family or friends, you would've slept in a warm, comforting pile- but you never were. Abyssal creatures don't do "friends". they do allies, tentative, cautious allies whose loyalties could change with the blink of an eye. you've always wanted it, though. to be squished and tenderly smushed into a cozy lump, surrounded by safety and those you love. Legacy can see it too, the longing in your eyes, the slight tilt of your head when you see people holding hands or hugging. he chirps quietly, gently nudging your shoulder until you're on your feet, guiding you towards the campsite you and him always kept, away from people but close enough to the city so you can see all the gleaming lights

Legacy settles, curling around you and bumping his head affectionately against your legs, urging you to relax. you can't- not completely. your human guise would drop, Abyssal energy making the plant life wither and die. it's as relaxed as you've ever been, still, not a moment went by in the Abyss that you weren't on edge, your head settling against his soft lilac fluff. a content purr rumbles from his throat, gently nibbling on your night-stained fingers all covered with stars and swirling patterns and letting out a sigh of relief. this is new to both of you, cuddling and snuggling against one another, against anyone. new, and so, so lovely. you never wish to be parted from him, two Abyssal creatures trying to live, and when he leaves a tender lick against your cheek you know he sings the same song

getting up to continue your travels is difficult, the next morning

[haveihitanerve]

Homework is stressing me out and I fear I need Tim drake to be in the same pain ☝️

oh pooh. but if we suffer our characters suffer too amiright? coming right up-

Everything was going to shit. The world. Life. His job. His relationships. Life. Okay, well, maybe not everything. But his life was certainly crumbling. And the world wasn't doing too hot either if it had him doing calculus homework on a free Monday! Tim wanted to die. Not an uncommon thought, admittedly, but a little more rare recently. "Yo Timbo," Jason poked his head into the door, grinning. "Me and Dick are heading to the mall, wanna come?" Jason was just doing this to torture him. He knew Tim had to do homework. Tim slammed the door shut in his face and Jason's laughter echoed through the house. Stupid adults without homework. He doubted that either Dick or Jason had ever used calculus once they'd left school. He wanted to drop out, the way they had, but Bruce refused. "Jason only dropped because he died." He had pointed out, which, fair. At Tim's hopeful look at Damian Bruce had quickly added, "No you cannot die to get out of it." As though thinking about it summoned him, Damian appeared in the doorway too, pushing it open. "I am heading to the zoo Drake. Would you like to come? I need pictures for my drawings." Tim sighed dramatically, grabbing his camera and handing it to his little brother. "Can't. Homework. Don't break it." Damian smirked, tipped an imaginary hat(something he'd definitely learned from Dick) and left as well. Tim groaned, banging his head back down against the desk. Yeah. Life was going to shit.

[nicoscheer]

SIIIIIIRRRRRR ?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

especially cause he ain’t linked nowhere in the post

Always great fun when official sites use edited Milex pics for their posts 🤣🫠

[florida3exclamationpoints]

I am thinking for the Short n Sweet tour... maybe this romper

And white lacy socks/tights and maybe white cowboy boots? Or these tights are also an option

[bleaksqueak]

cw pet death under the cut

Well, I guess I largely vanished for the past couple of days for some people. We unexpectedly lost two of our ratties, one of which was one I had a close bond with, so that sure knocked me out for a day. I've been taking care of one of our little old ladies, Sammy, and we expected she would leave us fairly soon, but we lost Willow and Abbie within just a couple of days of each other instead. Have some cute photos of baby abbie and willow since they were Very Loved and had happy lives. Baby Abbie! When we saw how tiny she was (stunted growth, runt) and her little broken tail we had to take her home with us... somehow, miraculously, she could still move the whole tail! It's a mystery how it broke in the first place, and no one knew when we got her. We never had it amputated since it wasn't causing her any distress, and it just over time came to look like a little pikachu tail to us. She was my little heart rat and was glued to me near constantly.

all growed up button:

"FOUL TARNISHED...." And baby Willow!!

So cute in her pot pie the incredibly sweet /sadcute photos of her mommy, Bonnie (still with us!) protecting her the day we adopted them. They were adopted together due to their previous owners having to move and not being able to keep them. Bonnie was convinced we were going to steal her baby, so she kept sitting on her like this:

Willow was curious and wanted to make friends faster than Bonnie wanted, but Bonnie warmed up and finally stopped guarding so heavily. Part of her warming up included her adopting me, so uh... rat mom? She treats me like a baby rat. Mom, I'm a full grown Rat, thank you. Willow was ***fascinated*** sitting and watching Resident Evil 4. She sat through the whole game and any time a loud noise would happen she'd ZOOP back into a sleeve...then poke back out, ears perked and whiskers going. She did the same thing last christmas when we opened presents, so RE4 gets called "CHRISTMAS 4" in our house. also to the other ratty keepers out there, don't worry, the little cage is only a nursery/hospital cage and playtime cage, they lived in a giant critter nation with lots of friends. Anyway, I'm a little sad still so I wanted to share some cute photos and celebrate them instead. We're probably going to be looking around at the local breeders to see if anyone has any baby girls ready for adoption.

[emailsicantsnd]

girl (gender neutral) get UP short n' sweet comes out tomorrow

[whimsywillowwrites]

Me, anytime I start a chapter: I bet this will just be a little guy! Maybe ten pages or so!

Me, 32 pages deep into Chapter 11 two months later:

[michaelnotwheeler]

holy fucking lord the snl movie was so good someone get me a protein puck

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

marshmallow gang goes camping 🔥 (self indulgent blorbo art)