#polyplays

[7th-concussion]

some boys (the 3rd is transparent!!)

[greatwonfidence]

consider: chris laying with his head in dd's lap and his legs draped across julian's lap and he falls asleep like that, listening to them talking softly to each other, enjoying the feeling of dd gently playing with his hair

[greatwonfidence]

please help im super sad (maybe? give me cute fluffy headcanons of the boys? please?) i dont wanna seem demanding sorry im fucking this up as im typing

putting under a cut cause. y’know

one day chris invites dd + jul over for dinner and he tries to cook curry for them but when they get there the chicken is all burnt and there’s a fire in the pan and chris is SO upset because he fucked up so bad. julian comforts him while dd puts out the fire and orders them chinese food or w/e and they just chill laying together on the couch watching tv (that’s probably too small for three men but they make it work). they end up falling asleep on each other.

maybe in the future dd and jul adopt a kid and they love it more than anything. they have a lil boy and dd lets him play while he’s streaming. for whatever reason I imagine dd as really good w/ kids? julian n their son get home from clothes shopping and dd’s like “did you have fun with daddy today? show me your new clothes!” n stuff :v I think their son would really love chris too. he calls him uncle chris. the first time chris meets their son as a baby he holds him and he’s like on the verge of tears and he’s like “i want one???”

ryan has to work late so matt takes an uber home early. he’s relaxing on the couch reading when ryan gets home, looking pretty much dead. matt’s like “you alright?” and ryan comes over and just lays basically on top of him without saying anything. matt wraps his arms around him and keeps reading, only stopping rubbing ryan’s back when he has to turn the page.

that’s all I got off the top of my head, I hope you feel better soon my friend!!!

[parasite-core]

Just spent the last few hours playing Cuphead for a Polyplays video (or eight) for the last few hours despite my head still hurting some.

I hate blimps now.