#snuggles!!

[mr-dinos-toddler-space]

Baby brobee!! I’d love to have him to snuggle! 💚💚

[askwaterwitch-perbear]

She’s just going to snuggle up to Kyanite on the couch with her. 

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chuck is such a fucking cuddle monster. just with raleigh though. raleigh likes it, helps him sleep a little easier with something grounding him, even just for a nap. herc is baffled on movie night

Right?

Because Chuck hasn’t been touchy-feely. Not since he was a sprog. It was pointless to get close enough to a friend when they could all die any day, and his relationship with Herc makes “rocky” look like something that can only be seen under a microscope.

But when he finally feels comfortable enough to get close to someone, to Raleigh... lo, the floodgates are opened. Chuck Hansen became a fucking cuddle monster.

At first, it was just a bit of leaning whilst they watched movies. But Raleigh was such a solid bloke that leaning didn’t feel like a weakness so much as a support. Chuck could lean, and Becket would take the weight.

And when Raleigh eventually put an arm around his shoulders so they could both get more comfortable, Chuck just... went with it.

And when they both fell asleep, curled up against each other, Chuck didn’t complain.

Far too soon, it was more than “not complaining”. Chuck wanted it. Needed it.

Asked for it.

And Raleigh was all too willing to provide. He’d been alone too long, himself. It felt... nice... to be cuddled, to cuddle in return.

Neither of them cared that the rest of the shatterdome personnel snickered or awww-ed every time they caught them snuggling. They were too busy being comfortable and warm and cuddly.

How Herc never saw them together until movie night, no one would ever know.

[2014-macbook-air]

Fanfic! I never post it on tumblr, here ya go!

Humans didn’t get cool fangs.

They didn’t get pointy horns, rainbow scales or vicious claws either. 

They did, however, get wisdom teeth. 

And those had to be removed somehow…

Kris was given special permission to sit on the Chairiel as a special reward for their suffering, and they could understand how Toriel wanted to keep it to herself. By god, it was comfortable. They were still higher than the sun on the midazolam from the dentist, given to them through the IV to sedate them. According to Toriel, they were trying to sing along in the car to “New Perspective” on the way back from the dentist, and failing hilariously. Just imagine, a fifteen year old teenager of indiscriminate alternative subculture, ears pierced to the high heavens, trying their damn best to sound like Brendan Urie while high off their mind on dentist sedatives, muffled by gauze in their mouth and spitting blood on the dashboard.

Kris’s wisdom teeth came in about as straight as they were. Which, needless to say, was incredibly wonky. They got theirs removed only an hour ago, at the ripe old age of 15, as opposed to Vess and Chara planning on getting theirs out at 18. 

Why do humans always get the short end of the stick when it comes to weird bodily functions? Periods, wisdom teeth, appendixes, it all sucked. Everyone else got cool stuff. Noelle shed her antlers every winter, Susie shed her tail when she got scared or hurt, and would scare the everloving fuck out of Kris by swinging it around while laughing maniacaly. 

They groaned, picking up their  blanket and slugging to their bedroom. They picked up their phone from the nightstand, opening up their Discord DM’s with Susie. 

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                                kris-kross-applesauce:

                                get over here.

suzilla:

the fukc do you want

krissss

whats going onnn

did u get ur teeth out??

                                  kris-kross-applesauce:

                                  yeah. 

                                  elly’s out of town so get tf 

                                  over here and comfort

                                  my suffering

suzilla:

fine

ill be over in 5

im bringing the soup 

u like but cold

i care too much to let 

u get dry socket

                                     kris-kross-applesauce:

                                     YAYAYYYAYYYYY

                                     mom said i tried to sing 

                                     p!atd in the car

suzilla:

emo ass bitch

you and your brandon way

or whatever his name is

                                      kris-kross-applesauce:

                                      its brendon urie

                                      shut up adn get over here

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Tomato soup was the love of Kris’s life. They couldn’t care that it was cold, to be honest. The only thing they cared about was which brand it was. One of them had “extra protein added” and tasted like grass, the other was just… bad, and another was chunky but not chunky enough to feel okay in their mouth… It was a whole ordeal to find one that didn’t make them want to throw up. But when they found the right one, it was the only soup they would eat.

They painstakingly waited for Susie to show up, staring at the ceiling in defeat.

knock

“Whgat duh fuh?” they tried to mumble, before realizing it was probably Susie. That makes sense.

“Let me in, dumbass!” Yep, definitely Susie. They stumbled to the window, unlocking it. She put the soup on the nightstand, tumbling into the room and getting a laugh out of Kris.

“Laughing at my suffering…”

“‘M sufferin too, ya know?”

She sighed, flopping down on the bed. “Do you know how hard it is to climb the side of a house with a carton of soup in your hand? I was struggling.” They gave her an incredulous side eye, staring in confusion. “Ya could have used the door! My mom loves ya like a daughter, ‘m sure she would have been fine with it.”

“Eh, it’s more fun that way. Do you want your soup or not?” She could see their eyes light up at the preposition, “Oh my god, is that even a question? Yes!! There’s a mug on the counter, pleasee…”

“Alright, alright, you act like Tori doesn’t even feed you!” She said, ripping the seal off the carton with her fangs, which was completely unnecessary. She poured it into the mug Kris pointed out,  a large mug with pictures of cats on it. 

They reached out with grabby hands, putting on their best puppy eyes, “Chill, I have it right here, idiot,” she sighed, handing it to them. “Now shut up and drink your soup.”

Susie could only watch in horror as Kris took their mug in a vice grip, furiously chugging the soup with wide eyes. They couldn’t even bother to care about anything else.

“Jesus, slow down! You’re gonna dislodge a clot, Kris!”

“Make me slow down.” they said with a stare. She laughed incredulously, putting the mug on the nightstand and taking it out of their hands. “What are you-” She went in with a giant bear hug, the kind Kris loved. Susie was the best at giving hugs, the pressure of her body always making them feel safe. They giggled, trying to wiggle out of her grasp, however, they were no match for Susie’s relentless will to hug. She squeezed them tighter, moving onto her back. Kris tried their best to kick, but it was no use. 

“You ain’t goin’ nowhere, dumbass!”

“Who said I was trying to get away?”

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[jennycalendar]

I can't imagine a happier place for Willow than being in the middle of a Buffy/Tara cuddle sandwich

honestly that sounds like the absolute best place in the world

[panickypaladin]

💤

A little touch // @mulletofmarmora // Open

The Blades had said that they would be around the castle shortly. They had promised. The mission had been dragging on but it hadn’t been too bad. Just a regular battle. They had taken down the battle ship and the drones. Everything was done.

But no Blades.

When four hours had passed hunk had gone to the kitchen. Done some baking, cleaned up twice. Maybe if they were delayed a little then he could surprise Keith with a nice dinner. But the hours passed and the food had gone cold. There had been no news. Which was better than bad news. Hunk had stashed everything away and just sat up to wait. It was alright. He could heat it up for Keith. Or they could have an evening cup of coco or something.

When Hunk woke up he was still sitting by the kitchen counter, arms numb as he had crossed them with his head on top. Apparently falling asleep like that. The kitchen was dark and quiet. The castle had gone into the night cycle during his nap.

With an aching neck and stinging arms the yellow paladin made his way to his room. Apparently they had not gotten a visit from their allies. Hunk could picture Kollivan changing his mind and just moving on to the next mission without delay. The door to his room hissed open and Hunks tumbled inside. He kicked off his shoes and his vest, folding up his headband and putting on his pajamas before snuggling up in his bed.

Just a short while later, just as Hunk was drifting off to sleep. There was someone outside his door. Too tired to get up Hunk just cracked his eyes open. The someone outside the door quietly fiddled with the door pad. With a gentle hiss the someone let themselves in. Hunk could see the silhouette in the dark. Lean and walking hunched over, moving as quietly as possible. “I’m awake.” Hunk muttered quietly in an attempt not to startle his guest. Even so the guest stiffened on the spot.

Hunk huffed with a tired little sigh and lifted the corner of his blanket. It didn’t take long before he heard parts of armor being dumped on the floor. Keith crawled into bed still smelling of soap and water. They had apparently just barely had time to clean up before coming to the castle. Hunk hummed and trapped his slightly damp boyfriend in a big hug and draped the blanket over both of them. Even if Keith had missed dinner they still could have a great breakfast in the morning.