Summery: Giving Shadow an Eskimo kiss and him getting hella flustered.
@luc1dw0rld
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The late afternoon sun filtered through the blinds of your apartment, casting warm stripes of light across the small living room. You sat cross-legged on the couch, Shadow beside you.
He was unusually talkative today, his low voice recounting something about his latest mission and how he had outmaneuvered his opponents.
You nodded along, genuinely interested, though you couldn’t help but notice how close he was sitting. Not that you minded—there was something calming about his presence.
“And that’s when I—” Shadow paused mid-sentence when he noticed your gaze fixed on him, your expression soft. “What?”
“Nothing,” you said quickly, suppressing a grin. “Keep going.” He narrowed his crimson eyes slightly but resumed his story, clearly trying to ignore your amused look.
You leaned a little closer, resting your elbow on the back of the couch and propping your head on your hand.
As he continued, you couldn’t resist the urge that had been bubbling up since you noticed how focused he looked. Without thinking much about it, you leaned in and brushed your nose lightly against his in a playful, gentle motion.
Shadow froze.
His eyes widened slightly, his words dying on his lips as he stared at you, completely still.
You pulled back just a little, unable to hide your smile. “It’s called an Eskimo kiss,” you explained, your voice soft.
Shadow blinked, crimson eyes locked on yours, his expression torn between confusion and flustered disbelief. “...What?”
“An Eskimo kiss,” you repeated, tilting your head. “It’s when you rub noses with someone. It’s supposed to be sweet.”
Before you could say anything else, Shadow let out a frustrated huff and leaned forward, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
His quills grazed your cheek lightly, but he didn’t pull away, staying there as if trying to shield himself from your gaze.
“You can’t just do shit like that,” he muttered, his voice low and muffled against your skin.
Your breath hitched in surprise, and a grin tugged at your lips as you raised a hand to rest gently against his shoulder. “Why not? You flustered?” You tease.
“...No,” he lied immediately, though the warmth radiating off his face said otherwise. You chuckled softly, your fingers lightly brushing over the fur on his back. “You’re really bad at hiding it, Shadow.”
“I’m not hiding anything,” he grumbled, but his head stayed tucked against your neck, his ear flicking slightly as if he was debating whether to move or stay put. “Well, for what it’s worth,” you said, your voice softer now, “I think it’s cute when you get flustered.”
Shadow let out a low, almost inaudible growl—not of anger, but of pure embarrassment. He finally pulled back just enough to glare at you, his face still tinted with the faintest blush.
“You’re insufferable,” he muttered, though the corners of his mouth twitched as if fighting back a smile. “And yet, here you are,” you teased, your grin widening.
He rolled his eyes but didn’t deny it. Instead, he leaned back against the couch, his shoulder brushing yours ever so slightly.
“Just… warn me next time,” he said gruffly, his gaze fixed on the wall like it was the most interesting thing in the room. “Where’s the fun in that?” you replied, earning another exasperated huff.
But despite his flustered protests, you couldn’t miss the way his body relaxed slightly, the lingering warmth between you speaking louder than any words could.
OOPSIE DAISY, MADE ANOTHER TURBO AMV, BUT THIS TIME IT'S CURSED 😂
I blame @simpingforcys for this one because one of my friends dared me to make a King Candy thirst-trap(??? IF YOU COULD CALL IT THAT LMAO) after seeing the last AMV and also browsing a bunch of your thirstposts, so thanks for the roundabout inspiration, fam. 😂😂😂
I'm supposed to be writing. Instead I'm indulging the simps with VERY cursed content. But I am also a simp, so I guess I still win??
As a monster fucker there is one downside (at least for me), I am unable to have human like characters as a crush, even if I really like their energy. It's so frustrating, if I wanted to fuck Deadpool I can't. Because there's this little part in my brain that keeps saying 'teehee fuck you slut' whenever I try to like human characters. And it's worse when it's a real world human and not cartoon.
But if it's a human character from a show that's either a full monster or has a monster form and also has a teasing or at least sadistic nature? SIGN ME UP!
CyBug!King Candy dragging his claws along the side of your face sending shivers down your spine. You’re trapped around his insect appendages minus his two hand-like claws that play with your skin. Despite his attempts to be ‘gentle’, his jerky movements give away his excitement. The thrill of having his prey.
After all. You stumbled upon his territory.
And he’s very prideful on what is his.
And it seems he has something else to claim now.
You would think that’s a terrifying thought. But you know. Because despite your shaky breathing, your face blushes, and you feel the heat building up inside your chest and down below.
Alan Tudyk reading D*nald Tr*mp quotes in King Candy's voice previously deleted on every platform available but IT'S BEEN SAVED. This man does not take a single thing seriously and I love him. Thank you to the person that saved it and allowed me to post! <333
If Disney’s Hunchback of Notre Dame would’ve come out just like… a decade later, Tumblr girlies would have been all over Clopin. He was like tailor-made to be a Tumblr sexyman.
Silly little jester outfit ✔️
Secret sinister side ✔️
Shirtless for a scene??? And he has a dad bod to boot ✔️
Good with kids ✔️
That freakin note he holds like 🔔Bells🔔of🔔Notre✨DAAAMMMMEEE✨
surprised no one’s pointing out the fact that Turbug’s doily collar is randomly no where to be seen (only when his head switches to Turbo) in his death scene when he had it during the fight 🤔
