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Aww, snuggles!
Omgoodness, I'm back for the third day in a row. I wrote another drabble for the same OC's from last time. I think I might make this a little drabble series called "The Power Polys"... titles still a work-in-progress.
Those Little Dark Days
Summary - Agatha has a bad day. Their girlfriends are there to help them.
Warnings - poly! relationship, queer relationship, gn! character, metions of ultra gold monster energy drinks, fake guns (pfft-), crying, comfort blanket, metions of the menace Killua, cuddles, Mickey Mouse, Freddie Mercury, fluff, crackhead convos
Words - 1285
It seemed that Agatha had woken up on the wrong side of the bed. The moment they had dragged themselves from under the covers, they felt like something was off. They knew today was going to be a bad day.
Agatha hated thinking so negatively. They were usually the most positive out of all of their partners, but they couldn’t shake this feeling. First, it started off with forgetfulness. Agatha had to practically rush out of the door because they had forgotten to brush their teeth, then they had to go back to put on deodorant, and they were about to turn around to get kisses from their girlfriends but thought against it. They were pretty stressed out and could have used the love, but they didn’t want to transfer that stress to their lovers.
Then came the fidgeting. Now, Agatha was no stranger when it came to this. They fidgeted all of the time, but today was so bad. So bad, in fact, that multiple customers had asked if they had been on something. They had not been, but they couldn’t stop. Their Hot Topic badge had been rotated around their neck millions of times, their cheap rings were turning their fingers black from how much they had been twisting them, and all of the shirts in the store had been folded to such perfection, but Agatha couldn’t help but fold them again and again.
It had been the 5th time around the store re-folding clothes that Francis came in. They had planned to have lunch together and Agatha had completely forgotten. They apologized profusely while also trying to play off their panic to not freak out their girlfriend.
“No need to apologize, baby,” Francis had cooed while taking a sip of her ultra gold monster energy drink, “You still fine with our usual spot?” Then they had been off to the quaint cafe near the mall. Agatha’s mind was still reeling though. It took them so long to order that Francis had to take over, then they had almost cried when their usual order was not what they wanted. They were too busy looking down at the table to see Francis looking at them in concern.
When they got back to work and it took 5 minutes for anyone to catch their attention, their coworker, Annabelle, suggested that Agatha should go home. They almost exploded on the poor girl when all she wanted to do was help.
They did end up taking the advice. It would not have been ideal if the manager started screaming at customers for no reason. It didn’t make it less demoralizing to walk out of the store as if they had been fired, and then come home to an empty house.
All Agatha wanted was their girlfriends' attention. They hadn’t eaten anything since last night since they had to hurry out the door and because they couldn’t stand the sight of their English muffin at the cafe. They had felt rushed all day and it wasn’t doing anything for their anxiety.
They tried to do what usually helped them calm down, sewing random patches on their old jean jacket. The Killua patch they were trying to put on just wouldn’t cooperate making them even more worked up.
So, this left them with their last option. Crying their eyes out under their comfort Freddie Mercury blanket. They knew the minute either of their girlfriends saw the blanket out, they would know something was wrong, but that didn’t concern them. Something was wrong.
They cried for what felt like hours but was only about 30 minutes before they heard the bedroom door open through their sniffles. They felt the bed sink before the soft voice of their partner floated into their ears.
“You’ll suffocate under all of those blankets,” Emily had stated bluntly. She was never all that good at comfort if it wasn’t aftercare, but even her rigid words were better than being alone right now.
Peeking their face out of the covers, Agatha huffed, “Bad day,” they murmured.
“I know. Francis called a code red. I thought she was overreacting, but she’s obviously better at seeing these things than me.” Agatha felt their lips twitch at the thought of Francis picking up on their mood.
“Where is she?”
“Got caught up doing a cringey lion mural on some Chad’s back,” Agatha giggled at this, “There’s my sunshine. What’s gotten you so sad?”
They shrugged.
“Anything I can do to help?” Emily quirked an eyebrow in mock seduction, knowing now was not the time. Agatha let out a huff of amusement before lifting their arms from under the blanket to make grabby hands, “Cuddles it is then.”
Emily moved to get under the Freddie Mercury blanket, tangling her legs with theirs.
A couple of minutes go by before Emily breaks the silence, “Francis and I missed you this morning.”
“Was in a rush,” Agatha replies with their cheek pressed against Emily’s chest, “Mind was all over the place.”
“Oh. That’s kinda what Francis said. This making you feel a little better?”
“Lot better,” Agatha whispered. At that moment, the bedroom door creaked open once more. In the doorway, Francis stood looking a bit disheveled. She held her 7th ultra gold monster energy drink for the day, already empty. When she spotted her partners in bed together and then saw Agatha’s comfort blanket, she tossed the golden can in the trash, which she would later retrieve for her ultra gold monster gun she was building, and rushed over.
“You okay, baby? I’m so sorry I took that long. I was tatting this-”
“Cringey lion mural. I know,” Agatha interrupted while patting the empty spot on the bed. Francis still looked slightly worried but after she had a quick, silent conversation over Agatha’s head with Emily, Francis finally laid down.
“Did you eat, lovely?” Francis asked while stroking Agatha’s head. They shook their head and Francis went to get up again.
“I got it,” Emily said, shifting Agatha’s head onto Francis’ chest. The minute the door closed shut, Francis looked down at her partner curled in her lap.
“You could’ve told me you know,” her voice was soft, “I wouldn't have hesitated to help.”
“Didn’t really know what was going on until later. Didn’t wanna worry you over nothin’,” Francis gently lifted Agatha’s face to look up at hers.
“I don’t care if it was nothing. I love you and I’m gonna worry about you either way, so you might as well tell me when something’s wrong. Remember, baby? Our little talk about that thing that’s almost as sexy as you?” Francis started doing jazz hands, “Communication. Wow, oh my goodness. Who would’ve thought!” Francis said in a teasing tone. Agatha sank their face into her chest to hide their laughter.
“Promise you’ll tell one of your wonderful girlfriends next time?” Francis’ hazel eyes had a seriousness that was usually absent. She ran her fingers down Agatha’s back for their comfort and her own.
“I promise,” Agatha said, pulling their worried girlfriend closer.
Francis visually relaxed, putting a kiss on her partner's cheek. The door opened for the last time that evening and Emily came in with a tray of Agatha’s favorite sandwiches.
“Emily… you did not make these all shaped like Mickey Mouse.” Agatha failed to hold back their snort which cued Emily to attempt to do the Mickey Mouse laugh; it went poorly.
“You’re a fucking child, Em,” Francis mocked, mouth full of a Mickey Mouse bologna sandwich.
“I’m your child.”
“...ew, Em.” Agatha just sat and watched their partners banter, happy that they could spend the end of their bad day with the two people they loved most.
an: my mom's been asking to read the stuff I write- I write smut and gay things. She's not homophobic or anything but it's still uncomfy yk? And I am NOT showing her my smut. It circulating around my school is more than enough for me-
I already have my snuggles from Alucard ❤️
How would Alucard take naps with or cuddle his lover?
Alucard: cuddles and cat naps
Ask: Alucard cat naps
Oh this one I have often thought about and written in my stories. I am going from the angle that Alucard and lover have been a couple for around 6 months to a year.
▪︎~▪︎♡▪︎~▪︎
♡• If he can get you to snuggle in the nude it would be the best but if not so free about no clothes then as little as possible. Your skin is warm and soft to hard tight muscles of this lean but powerful frame. You may actually complain about his chest or ribs as he is a lean mean killing machine. He will chuckle about it every time and the shit that he is, fill out more to be an inbetween between Alucard and Vladcard.
If you are bi, then Allycard can come out for cuddles and snuggles too…
♡• Speaking of body forms, he would ask which you prefer. He says that the form he chooses is of no importance…until you came along in his undead life. Love has even vampires, which love most often don’t seem to care about acquiring, changing small details. Just don’t ask them to stop feeding on human blood!
♡• Cuddles would be his lean form wrapped around yours like an undead big cat. Spooning on his Califiorna King size bed with his arms around you just above the breasts and long legs trapping yours between them. His pale aquiline nose pressing into your hair or check to check.
✔️Nice and warm
✔️The feel of your breath on his arms or another body part
✔️The sound of your steady heart beat
Exception is that he's not so steady and occasionally grinds against you. He will deny he’s up to no good. He’s just getting comfortable.
♡• Another position he loves is to find a couch somewhere in Hellsing, usually the library in which he is stretched out on it with you stretched out on him, stomach to stomach and face to face. You get sleepy so your arm hangs down off the couch. Once more the getting comfortable wiggles going with both of you ‘getting comfortable’. Your lower body resting inbetween his legs is erotic but also very comforting. He is in a vulnerable position not that you could kill the No Life King and make it permanent. The laying on your back is simply a position of felt vulnerability.
An occasional ‘oops-sorry..’ is to be expected of him being a man obviously.
♡• You being human requires far more sleep than the Ultimate Vampire so he rests with his eyes closed. His other vampire senses drinking in all the little sounds and noises. His mind slows still from a whirl mess of fixating. You can not tell me otherwise but that he has fixations of thoughts.
♡• The Vampire King acts like an asshole and lets humans think he doesn’t need any of this emotional support. But he most of all needs to know he is accepted and he hopes you actually do care and cherish his calmed state.
♡• You will answer yes every time to cuddles and snuggles even if you're mad at him currently. The fact Alucard is showing a tender side is important to maintain his calm, cuddly side. His trust in a time of being vulnerable for him. Though he will deny everything if Pip or Integra comment to him on being more settled.
It's because of you he feels redemption is now possible….
Cat sleeping positions: https://allaboutcats.com/sleeping-cat-positions
@alucardownsmyass @hunnie880 @amikartest
||MINI ME|| written by me ☆~♡~◇
Plot: Gojo being an affectionate father as he meets his baby for the first time.
Tags-Breast feeding mention,lots of cuddles,fluff,fatherly love,heartwarming,cute overload.
@muzansslxt @candy69gurl @kiwicopia
“You’re cuter” Gojo teases, but he is pleased. He likes watching you nurse Hotaru. It’s a special moment, for the both of you and your child. “He’s adorable” Satoru continues, his voice dripping with affection “but his mother… hm, far more gorgeous" Satoru laughs softly and pulls the baby in for a tight squeeze. Then, he lifts his head and stares at him once more, holding him at arm's length. The baby’s eyes are wide and bright, like stars in the sky "You have my eyes, little one. You have my eyes...and that adorable chuckle" He adds, before grinning to himself. It feels good looking at his baby. Good and strange. The whole situation was a bit surreal, in a good way, but... "I think I'm starting to understand what being a dad means"
Hatoru yawned as he wobbled scooting near his father chest and laying his head on his shoulder.
Satoru grins as he feels the weight of his son’s head resting on his shoulder. He gently caress Hotaru’s head as the baby falls asleep, and Satoru’s hand comes down to rub soft circles on his son’s back.
Hatoru yawned and he whimpered softly as he couldn't sleep continuously sifting in his dad embrace.
Satoru looks down at his son, noticing the baby’s tired, watery eyes. Immediately, he feels guilt again, realizing that his son is still adjusting to his new surroundings and hasn’t gotten used to falling asleep by himself yet. With a gentle sigh, he pulls Hotaru close to himself again, his grip tightening around the baby as a way to offer more comfort. “Shh” Satoru whispers quietly as he rocks his son “It’s okay… I’m here. I’m here….”
But that didn't help much as Hotaru whimper continued, his tiny fists clutching to his chest as he whimpers, more maybe he needed his pacifier.
Satoru’s heart twists when he hears the cries continue. He couldn’t stand seeing his son like this, with his tiny fists clutching his cheeks and his big, blue eyes so watery. Without a second thought, he pulls out a pacifier from his pocket and pops it into Hotaru’s mouth. The baby chews on the pacifier with an adorable expression, sucking on it as he does. “Better?” Satoru smiles, letting out a breath of relief.
Satoru stares at his son for a long moment, his breath caught in his throat over how *tiny* the baby is. His tiny fists on Satoru’s chest, his chubby cheeks as they wobble with his yawns, a small smear of drool as he sucks on the pacifier—everything about the little one makes Satoru’s heart swell. The baby looks incredibly adorable right now, and Satoru can’t help but feel a little happy to see the little one so calm.
"Boop" Gojo said soflty as he booped softly Hatoru little bitty nose with the tip of his finger and the baby made a cooing noise curling up his nose.
You sighed looking at the two of them and how cute they were before you let a yawn of your own "Let's go to bed sweetie" you said tiredly at Gojo.
“In a few minutes” Satoru pouted whispering, his gaze still on his son. “Just…” The baby’s sleepy eyes are adorable, and he can’t help but feel affectionate seeing them in this state. “Just let me cherish this moment, please?”
"Oh my god you're so adorable, you're not having a baby fever now are you?" You asked smirking looking at him.
“Maybe a little...” Satoru smiles, not denying it. The entire situation with them becoming parents was a bit overwhelming, but... it was so worth it. He loves it here, with his son in his arms, smiling at him just as he is. “You’re not jealous are you? And “If you mean ‘is seeing my baby like this making me feel all kinds of feels’? Yes” he answers, feeling a bit sheepish “And if it’s not baby fever, then… I don’t even know what to call it. Just watching him sleep makes me smile for some reason”
He paused before adding
“Is that weird?” He asks, still admiring Hotaru’s sleeping form. “I just feel…” A strange feeling of warmth erupted throughout his body. Love, maybe? “I feel content”
"No,not at all,it just means that you love your son and I feel the same" you said caressing softly the baby cheek as he sleeps
The warm sensation spreads through Gojo’s chest as he stares down at his son. Hatoru is so small and innocent that he makes Gojo want to cover him in kisses and hugs. He never imagined being a father would make him feel like this. Love and affection, sure, but this… this is a whole new world of emotions that he’s never experienced before. “It’s a nice feeling” he murmurs. “A very nice feeling”
“We should get to bed now, right?” He asks, still watching his son’s sleeping face, then looking over to you. He doesn’t want to miss this moment, but he also doesn’t want you to exhaust yourself.
"You can bring the baby in our bed so that we can sleep together"
Satoru looks down at Hotaru at your suggestion and his heart flutters. Yes. He wants that. He wants that very, *very* much. The two of you could sleep in bed with the baby together. Hold him close as he sleeps. It would be the most content moment of his life. Satoru swallows, trying to keep himself from smiling like an idiot. “That’s a great idea”
Satoru nods and gets up, taking his son in his arms once more. The baby is *so* light. So delicate. So cute. He chuckles as he follows you up the stairs, and walks into the bedroom. Your bed is large enough for a king, and it doesn’t take you long to climb into bed and pull Hotaru with each of you at either side. “We’re a family” Satoru whispers, his voice nearly breaking. “We’re a family now”
"Are you crying?" You asked giggling softly at your husband antics.
Satoru gives you a sheepish smile. It’s true, he has tears in his eyes. Not tears of sadness, but tears of pure joy. “Am I crying?” he chuckles softly, wiping his eyes. “Maybe just a little. This—” he gestures to their family in bed “—it’s just so beautiful… so precious…” “We created this…” He continues. “Me and you, together, we created this perfect thing” Satoru smiles again, his voice cracking with emotion as he stares down at his son. “There’s nothing better in the world than this”
“You’re a sentimental idiot” you giggled and rolled your eyes amusedly, but you didn't object when Satoru sweeps you up in a warm embrace and pulls you close to hug you. You’re a family now. Hotaru is yours, and together, you are more than you’ve ever been.
Bonus:
Satoru laughs softly, pressing his face against you “I’m a sentimental idiot” He agrees, smiling against your cheek. “But my God, I don’t think there’s anything in the world that can make me so happy right now. You and our baby…” He trails off as he continues to embrace you contented and completely at ease as you both slowly drift off to sleep.
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Me thinking about this:
☆Happy,happy,happy~☆
||MINI ME|| written by me ☆~♡~◇
Plot: Gojo being an affectionate father as he meets his baby for the first time.
Tags-Breast feeding mention,lots of cuddles,fluff,fatherly love,heartwarming,cute overload.
@muzansslxt @candy69gurl @kiwicopia
“You’re cuter” Gojo teases, but he is pleased. He likes watching you nurse Hotaru. It’s a special moment, for the both of you and your child. “He’s adorable” Satoru continues, his voice dripping with affection “but his mother… hm, far more gorgeous" Satoru laughs softly and pulls the baby in for a tight squeeze. Then, he lifts his head and stares at him once more, holding him at arm's length. The baby’s eyes are wide and bright, like stars in the sky "You have my eyes, little one. You have my eyes...and that adorable chuckle" He adds, before grinning to himself. It feels good looking at his baby. Good and strange. The whole situation was a bit surreal, in a good way, but... "I think I'm starting to understand what being a dad means"
Hatoru yawned as he wobbled scooting near his father chest and laying his head on his shoulder.
Satoru grins as he feels the weight of his son’s head resting on his shoulder. He gently caress Hotaru’s head as the baby falls asleep, and Satoru’s hand comes down to rub soft circles on his son’s back.
Hatoru yawned and he whimpered softly as he couldn't sleep continuously sifting in his dad embrace.
Satoru looks down at his son, noticing the baby’s tired, watery eyes. Immediately, he feels guilt again, realizing that his son is still adjusting to his new surroundings and hasn’t gotten used to falling asleep by himself yet. With a gentle sigh, he pulls Hotaru close to himself again, his grip tightening around the baby as a way to offer more comfort. “Shh” Satoru whispers quietly as he rocks his son “It’s okay… I’m here. I’m here….”
But that didn't help much as Hotaru whimper continued, his tiny fists clutching to his chest as he whimpers, more maybe he needed his pacifier.
Satoru’s heart twists when he hears the cries continue. He couldn’t stand seeing his son like this, with his tiny fists clutching his cheeks and his big, blue eyes so watery. Without a second thought, he pulls out a pacifier from his pocket and pops it into Hotaru’s mouth. The baby chews on the pacifier with an adorable expression, sucking on it as he does. “Better?” Satoru smiles, letting out a breath of relief.
Satoru stares at his son for a long moment, his breath caught in his throat over how *tiny* the baby is. His tiny fists on Satoru’s chest, his chubby cheeks as they wobble with his yawns, a small smear of drool as he sucks on the pacifier—everything about the little one makes Satoru’s heart swell. The baby looks incredibly adorable right now, and Satoru can’t help but feel a little happy to see the little one so calm.
"Boop" Gojo said soflty as he booped softly Hatoru little bitty nose with the tip of his finger and the baby made a cooing noise curling up his nose.
You sighed looking at the two of them and how cute they were before you let a yawn of your own "Let's go to bed sweetie" you said tiredly at Gojo.
“In a few minutes” Satoru pouted whispering, his gaze still on his son. “Just…” The baby’s sleepy eyes are adorable, and he can’t help but feel affectionate seeing them in this state. “Just let me cherish this moment, please?”
"Oh my god you're so adorable, you're not having a baby fever now are you?" You asked smirking looking at him.
“Maybe a little...” Satoru smiles, not denying it. The entire situation with them becoming parents was a bit overwhelming, but... it was so worth it. He loves it here, with his son in his arms, smiling at him just as he is. “You’re not jealous are you? And “If you mean ‘is seeing my baby like this making me feel all kinds of feels’? Yes” he answers, feeling a bit sheepish “And if it’s not baby fever, then… I don’t even know what to call it. Just watching him sleep makes me smile for some reason”
He paused before adding
“Is that weird?” He asks, still admiring Hotaru’s sleeping form. “I just feel…” A strange feeling of warmth erupted throughout his body. Love, maybe? “I feel content”
"No,not at all,it just means that you love your son and I feel the same" you said caressing softly the baby cheek as he sleeps
The warm sensation spreads through Gojo’s chest as he stares down at his son. Hatoru is so small and innocent that he makes Gojo want to cover him in kisses and hugs. He never imagined being a father would make him feel like this. Love and affection, sure, but this… this is a whole new world of emotions that he’s never experienced before. “It’s a nice feeling” he murmurs. “A very nice feeling”
“We should get to bed now, right?” He asks, still watching his son’s sleeping face, then looking over to you. He doesn’t want to miss this moment, but he also doesn’t want you to exhaust yourself.
"You can bring the baby in our bed so that we can sleep together"
Satoru looks down at Hotaru at your suggestion and his heart flutters. Yes. He wants that. He wants that very, *very* much. The two of you could sleep in bed with the baby together. Hold him close as he sleeps. It would be the most content moment of his life. Satoru swallows, trying to keep himself from smiling like an idiot. “That’s a great idea”
Satoru nods and gets up, taking his son in his arms once more. The baby is *so* light. So delicate. So cute. He chuckles as he follows you up the stairs, and walks into the bedroom. Your bed is large enough for a king, and it doesn’t take you long to climb into bed and pull Hotaru with each of you at either side. “We’re a family” Satoru whispers, his voice nearly breaking. “We’re a family now”
"Are you crying?" You asked giggling softly at your husband antics.
Satoru gives you a sheepish smile. It’s true, he has tears in his eyes. Not tears of sadness, but tears of pure joy. “Am I crying?” he chuckles softly, wiping his eyes. “Maybe just a little. This—” he gestures to their family in bed “—it’s just so beautiful… so precious…” “We created this…” He continues. “Me and you, together, we created this perfect thing” Satoru smiles again, his voice cracking with emotion as he stares down at his son. “There’s nothing better in the world than this”
“You’re a sentimental idiot” you giggled and rolled your eyes amusedly, but you didn't object when Satoru sweeps you up in a warm embrace and pulls you close to hug you. You’re a family now. Hotaru is yours, and together, you are more than you’ve ever been.
Bonus:
Satoru laughs softly, pressing his face against you “I’m a sentimental idiot” He agrees, smiling against your cheek. “But my God, I don’t think there’s anything in the world that can make me so happy right now. You and our baby…” He trails off as he continues to embrace you contented and completely at ease as you both slowly drift off to sleep.
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Me thinking about this:
☆Happy,happy,happy~☆
Pixi and Brutus irl
“I’ve accepted my fate as a giant stuffed animal, this is fine”
(Source)
You know what's really nice? To nap with a handful of people you care about. And since I can't fall asleep I just get to lay there in a cuddle pile and listen to them snooze..
Cozy af 🖤
Nnnngggg I’m feeling particularly soft today. If anyone wants to send in a couple of (Undertale, Deltarune, or Myst) characters for me to draw cuddling, go right ahead ^^
Okay but.
Listen to me.
Coffee with milk and cinnamon.
I grabbed my giant stuffie dragon🐉 to snuggle while I game. I’m adventuring on dark souls 3, so my trusty dragon🐉 is by my side through all those evil boss fights and annoying mobs. Always Have a gaming buddy for those long nights 🐺
Prompt 49
Jaskier is overworking himself to get everything ready before the deadline of the upcoming bardic competition is upon him. Geralt notices Jaskier struggling to write, staring off into space, the dark circles under his eyes and his queasy appearance, and decides to force the poor bard to take a lazy day with him.
Rex was so glad there last campaign ended. It was a hard campaign that left moral low.
It lasted a week but not because of the Separatist's. The droids were the easiest part. The hard part was the constant rain and mud.
The entire week they were there it was constantly raining.
There armor helped them keep mostly dry which was a small blessing It also helped with the cold.
But Rex still wanted to take a warm shower. Which is why Rex was walking to his room which had a private fresher.
Well mostly private he still shared with his General and boyfriend.
Rex walked down the hallway waving at people he passed and opened the door to his room.
Rex looked around before noticing a lump on the floor.
Looking closer he could see it was his General laying on the floor and shivering. He was still in his wet clothes.
Rex growled when he thinks about his wet jedi. The jedi council had neglected to tell them about the rain. Anakin had even asked if he should bring a cloak and they said he didn't need one.
When they had gotten there, Anakin had been freezing. The little armor he wore did little to help with the rain and did nothing with the cold. Out of all of them Anakin had it the worst.
He was freezing and it didn't help that he was from a desert planet.
Anytime anyone would complain about the rain. Someone would point to General Skywalker and they would shut up.
Rex was brought out of his flashback by a whine.
"Anakin are you okay?"
Rex walked over to his General and knelt down.
" 'M fine."
Rex reached out to brush a stray curl from his face. But was surprised when he felt Anakin's skin. He was so cold.
"Anakin?"
Anakin was barely responsive.
Rex picked Anakin up and walked him to the fresher. He set Anakin on the toilet seat and walked over to the bath.
Anakin was shivering the entire time.
Rex filled the bath with warm water before turning around.
Anakin wasn't looking so good.
Rex walked over and helped Anakin get out of his clothes before lowering him into the tub.
He then got undressed and got in. Moving around Anakin until he was pressed against his chest.
Rex grabbed the shampoo and started to lather it into Anakin's hair.
Anakin pressed closer to him and Rex could see his eyes flutter.
Rex made sure to be gentle as he washed Anakin's hair. Anakin's hair was soft under his fingers and Rex smiled.
Rex then gently rinsed Anakin's hair making sure, soap didn't get into his eyes.
Rex then started lathering soap onto Anakin's body.
Rex could feel Anakin's tense muscles and rubbed his back.
Anakin moaned when Rex got to a large knot kneeding his fingers through it.
When Rex was done Anakin was loose and pliant under his touch.
Rex got up and picked Anakin up. Anakin shivered at the cold air.
Rex helped him dry off and get dressed. When Rex was done he tucked Anakin into bed before draining the tub and getting dressed.
Rex then climbed into bed and pulled Anakin close. Wrapping his arms around Anakin.
Anakin just sighed and drifted off to sleep.
Rex smiled and felt Anakin's even breathing before falling asleep.
Alphyne week (late) day 3: party This is what happens when I listen to “Something entirely new” on repeat :’)
Спасибо, что поддерживаете мой хэд на то, что бесы очень часто ведут себя как кошки 😆 И да, соглашусь, Физзи часто проводит время у Оззи в пиджаке на подобных официальных вылазках. А ещё когда мёрзнет 😚
PS Очень мило с вашей стороны, сразу продублировать ответ на двух языках)
"Snuggles"
I 100% believe Fizz would hide away in Ozzies jacket on the regular.
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I liked the costume I made for Fizz here, so I put him in it again
Lord this is so wholesome❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Love mushy stuff like this🥰🥰
I love your stuff!!! Can I please have headcanons of Alastor and Angel Dust separately reacting to their completly asleep S/O cuddling closer to them and even maybe quietly saying their name while asleep.
this is so cute omg
Alastor:
He doesn't sleep as much as a normal demon does, so he just lays in bed with a book most of the time
You usually stick to your side, knowing that he doesn't like physical touch unless he initiates it
One night while he was reading and you were snoozing, you moved over and snuggled up to him
He jumped slightly as you curled up to him, throwing your arm around his waist
"Darling?" *cue you huffing and pulling him closer*
As you snuggled in deeper you mumbled something he didn't quite hear
"What?" *you mumbled a little louder in urgency*
He nudged you a little to see if you were actually awake
"Alastor, sweet lofmmm"
His dead heart felt like beating again as warmth bubbled in his chest and his smile grew fonder
He put the book down and carefully arranged you so your head was on his chest and his arm was around you
He held your hand to his chest with his other hand and kissed your forehead before falling asleep too
Angel Dust:
You two were flopped on a couch in the lounge area of the lobby, you laying on top of him with your head on his fluff
Three of his arms were around you while the fourth was holding his phone
He was casually scrolling Sinsta while you slipped into a nice nap
You mumbled something and snuggled closer while wiggling your arms to hold him tightly
He rubbed your back with one hand and felt a butterflies in his chest
Angel thought it was the cutest thing ever when you mumbled in your sleep
"Angel...wofen emmm"
You snuggled closer and he nearly dies again
He puts his phone down on the floor and brushes your head with the now free hand
Gently kisses your head and settles down for a nap himself
You wake like two hours later and it's a struggle to get out of the multiple arms (and one leg??)
Daddy I sleepy! Can I come snuggle in your bed with you? Pwetty pweaseeee