#catisteard

[popfizzles]

I gotta admit, the decorated cows are some of the prettiest fantasy mobs in Minecraft!

[the-sunflowerwitch]

ILY sm for that reblog spam <33333

I hope your days are happy, your crops are watered and your rooms are the temperature you want them to be MWAH!!!🫶🫶

HIHIHIIIIIII :DD

I havent been on consistently so I realised I hadn't been reblogging them!! Its honestly so cool seeing you experiment and improve with each piece (And I HUGELY respect the dedication)!

[candyheartedchy]

Sorry if this has been asked before, but has Scratch’s nose ever gotten in the way of a kiss or does he like to nuzzle noses?

I struggle EVERY TIME I draw anything kissing related with him because of his nose 😭 but I’m always determined (and I just really like drawing characters making out in general so I’m stubborn lol). So drawing wise, yes. For the ship itself, I imagine there was a lot of awkward first moments between them (with him as a ghost and human), so the nose did get in the way at times fgthkh

[thesoulesscollection]

“Too bad, you need to sleep here now. I can’t seem to sleep without you anymore.” I think would be cute with roseright 👉👈

I'm so sorry for allowing your request (and the many more) to wait for so long. I also thought you asked for Grumpy Old Men too but I must've accidentally got rid of it or you never asked.

Whoopsie but I do hope you don't mind both ships to make up for it.

Down below was the original request qnd the post (Here) creativepromptsforwriting on Tumblr

“I personally like it, but you do look silly like this.” Would work with grumpy old men I think?

“Too bad, you need to sleep here now. I can’t seem to sleep without you anymore.” I think would be cute with roseright 👉👈

RoseRight 

Right stood beside the edge of his bed, anxiously trying to pull himself together but winced a little at how embarrassed he felt about it. 

“You. You said you needed me?” 

The shame persists when a soft voice calls out, waiting for his response, yet curious on what it may be, her reason to be here. 

“Where do you want me to put them for you?” She tacks on. 

He sucks in a breath. For all his wants and desires had easily overpowered his logic. 

It was her. Ellie. 

The peculiar reason why he couldn't sleep. By the door she stood, holding close to her chest were thick blankets and soft pillows, and it was all that he needed for the night. 

He wants her for her comfort, for him to be sweetly wrapped up in her soft arms. A light in the darkness. As it'd begin to terrify him. 

“Yes, I do” He stiffly admits. “I've been struggling to sleep lately” 

Though he won't say it outloud. 

However concern is made obvious by her expression, and he doesn't like it, instead feeling guilty that she can be so worried about him. 

“Oh. What does that have to do with me though?”

“Everything” Right grumbles, flustered, motioning to her with his hand. 

“Excuse me?” Ellie tilts her head with a pouting frown. “I don't remember doing anything to you. I keep to my own lane like everyone else here” 

“That's it you hadn't done a thing” 

“What?” 

“Your entire existence drives me mad” 

The words left her to stare up at him as he comes to terms with what he spills in a moment of weakness. 

“Besides that, I know this is weird but can you stay the night with me” 

In the middle of the room, against the back wall, was a queen bed that can fit the two easily and have plenty of room for them to not be squished together. 

Though he wouldn't necessarily mind feeling her heat. 

“For the company” Yet he was quick to reassure after seeing her tense, “Only for a while. Nothing more” 

“How can I be so sure?” She asked in a tone Right couldn't detect whether it was meant to be accusatory or not as she tilted her head with a smirk. 

Right was going to open his mouth to say something, defend himself and his pride. Though Ellie swiftly beats him to the punch. In order to bring him down to earth with her. 

“Thought so, heh. I knew you liked me, didn't you” What she's doing is teasing him, the heat rises in his face. “What if I say no? What will you do then?” 

“Too bad, you need to sleep here now. I can’t seem to sleep without you anymore”

Although more blunt than he would've intended it, she snorted, amused, “Uh huh. So would you want me to cuddle up with you too? If you like, I can be the big spoon” 

Right rolls his eyes but smiles, taking a careful step closer. “Yes, that would be fine. Thank you” 

She grabs his hand. 

Grumpy Old Men (They're not old here but I wanted to write about their relationship's earlier years & mentions of kiddo Johnny) 

Quentin wasn't used to this style of outfit. 

“I couldn't say no to the kid. It would've hurt his feelings” He mumbles, a hand rubbing the back of his neck. The shirt was snug in certain areas, around his stomach yet wasn't uncomfortable. It was bearable. 

“He was so proud of himself. Saw it in the stores’ window and thought of you” 

When turning away from the mirror, he saw Hershell staring him up and down, puzzled just as well with the article of clothing.  

“Definitely your son. Neither one of you has a sense of fashion” 

Rolling his neck, Quentin took another glance at his reflection from the back this time. 

It was a bright Hawaiian button up shirt with a rainbow floral print. But his heart did swell a little at the sweet gesture from the kid. 

“I personally like it, but you do look silly like this” Hershell chuckled, motioning with grabby hands for the man to come closer. 

“Not saying it's bad. It's what I expect from a nine year old” 

“C'mon. You love it” 

Two large hands gently hold onto him, thumbs pushed into his hips, and rubs soothing circles. 

Hershell clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth, “You do look nice. Really handsome” Slyly moving a hand up on Quentin's chest, fingers trailing across the buttons. 

“Thank you” He shrugs, still expressing uncertainty. “Don't know when I'll ever wear this” 

Now there's a mighty guilt in the sense he won't find the occasion or the drive to even wear it. 

Which made it worse that the kid had a strong admiration for him. Quentin had no idea as to why and it worried him a lot. 

“You'll find the best time for it so don't feel bad” A light nudge at his side was a reassurance to Quentin. “I can find a way to show this off for you” 

Exhaling exasperated, Quentin shrugs the man off. “Oh, you would, wouldn't you?” He eyes the man, returning the interest in the offer. 

Hershell took it up and leaned down to his level, soft lips met in a passionately deepened kiss. 

[infini-tree]

For the trope rating how about enemies to friends?

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

ok, there's a range here because it really depends on the characters in question and why they're enemies (on top of how they're written, obvs). enemies that are rivals have completely different vibes and expectations/milestones to hit than say, enemies where one side bullies the other.

however, i am a sucker for The Power Of Friendship, lol

[drawbauchery]

n-no

[theocbox]

How y’all doing in there? Little shaken up?

Fine..? It’d just been awhile since I’ve been here, didn’t really think I’d return.

Just curious.

Warden: What the hell what was that- Where did that come from-

Demy: I’m doing perfectly fine though a bit confused, can’t exactly say the same for Petrov. He’s definitely shaken up a little bit.

[astral-glass]

Seeker made me go

CRIES,,,,WEEPS,,,,, THANK YOU OMG,,IM GLAD ❤❤❤❤❤