#cryptidsdad

[urf4vbutch]

@cryptidsdad . "You are in grave danger." - for shane (the danger is a needy little dog)

shane has always big a dog person. triers to play it up like his favorites are the big ones. pitbull terriors, bloodhounds -- he expects robert to have something like that. a pit, or something.. but betsy? she's this little thing nipping at shane's ankles. it's damn adorable. "uh oh!" he kneels over and feigns fright as the boston terrier approaches excitedly. "you never warned me you had such a terrifying guard dog." hands are scratching behind the dogs ears, smiling affectionately.

[washeartsbreaking]

@cryptidsdad sent ❛ you're just .. really hot. ❜

dean looked up from his spot at the kitchen table to see the older man just watching him. "is that your way of saying you want me to be done with work for the night?" he had told robert he had a little more work to finish up after dinner, but he hadn't really been keeping track of how long he'd been working. he ran his hand though his hair as he leaned back, stretching over the back of the chair. "i can shut this down. i'm done for the night." boring bureaucracy stuff had to be done, but that didn't mean that dean enjoyed doing it when he had better things to do. "you could have said something if i took too long."

[radishflower]

@cryptidsdad continued from here.

as ever, craig cahn is UNDETERRED by a challenge. although letting robert crash on his couch didn't initially come with an ulterior motive of getting the guy to go running with him, craig couldn't help but stick to his guns about it now. "don't be like that, robert, a little cardio to start your day is a day started off right."

he squats down to couch level, resting his hand on robert's shoulder and giving him a small squeeze -- he's used to deciphering indecipherable babble ( a father of three !! ), so he just makes out the words spoken into the pillow. "kay, two options. one: i've got some joggers that just might fit you, bro. or, two, we pregame the workout with a brisk walk back to yours, get you changed, and are on our way. the third, secret option is you come as you are, but i dunno how comfy you'll be."

[kxllerblond]

☕ silly gif sc / @cryptidsdad

❝-—Have you tried doing the complete opposite of what you've been doing? It seems like an obvious course of action, but you'd be surprised how much it gets overlooked. ❞

[skyguarded]

@cryptidsdad sent: tender

The coffee shop is blissfully empty despite the rain. It’s warm and smells like raisin bagels. Shiro’s tucked himself into Robert’s side on the same booth, eyes half closed half watching outside. If he really concentrates he can feel the pressure layers in the sky. Where clouds bundle into heavy dark wet masses versus lighter clear above. It almost entices him into a flight. He’d alway loved that moment where windshield went from opaque gray to bright vast blue.

But he’s comfortable here and Black is doing whatever her version of a cat nap is. Obviously his boyfriend feels similarly if the lips on top of his head are any sign. It’s such a small thing, mundane and gentle and it still makes him so fluttery his feet lift off the floor for a second. Shiro quickly rights gravity before it can take him any further. Both hands knead into Robert’s shirt with a resonating purr. In the moment that’s all he can think to do without disrupting their position.

[labgrown]

@cryptidsdad wants abbey.

"That is greatly unfortunate." Her tone was less than sympathetic, sarcastic even as she pushed forward her little can of change. She was running an 'advice' stand but what advice she gave were more like condescending remarks.

"That'll be $5, your contribution is greatly appreciated."

[korinthiakos]

@cryptidsdad​ is dreaming of this:  [ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 ] ― sender strokes receiver’s hair  ( 🌙  *  ―     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒  ( prompts for the five senses. add [reversed] to reverse the action. feel free to change wording as needed & add details ) / accepting !! )

“——Mm,  keep doing that,  whatever you’re doing,  keep using your fingers like that.”  The nightmare softly murmurs,  eyes closed,  body relaxing.  “Because that feels so fuckin’ nice...” 

[sacrificesmade]

               that familiar tipsy buzz was already running through his system. probably was what got him out here in the first place. it was definitely what got him to say what he had, and, yeah - he felt that look on him.  

              for a bit, he thought that he might’ve just misread whatever it was that he thought he saw in him.  but, hell, he didn’t deny it. mentions he’s had a lot of practice, hopes that what robert was saying -- or, was insinuating shane was right.   ❛ ... just a lucky guess. ❜  or what he hopes was a lucky guess, at least.  ❛ ... hey, you think when you head back in, i could buy you a drink or something? ❜

                                                               @cryptidsdad​ cont.