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#cuddles <3
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skyloftian-nutcase · 10 months
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How about "Burrow" for the 3 sentence game if your still doing it
Twilight was very much a Hylian who had the ability to turn into a wolf, and not a half-Hylian half-wolf. Nevertheless, some canine tendencies did bleed through on occasion, especially when the young man slept. As Time watched Twilight burrow his face into his ancestor's neck with a big yawn and a stretch, he had to chuckle, stroking his back gently and letting him settle for the night.
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thezerada · 2 years
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Sometimes all I need is to cuddle with a werewolf. Just to feel their warm fur against my face and to feel safe and happy. 💖
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whoevrwhatevr · 6 months
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Thinking about Sonny coming up behind Rafael, wrapping his lanky arms around Raf's broad shoulders, engulfing him, nestling his head atop of Rafael's.
Thinking about Rafael coming up behind Sonny, wrapping his strong arms tightly around the detective's slim waist, burying his face into his back, softly kissing all up and down his spine.
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superbattrash · 1 year
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Superbat: Big Enough For Two
Alternative title: @superbatlvr1 did this to me. 
I needed soft, so I wrote something soft. If you also need some soft superbat in your life, this is for you <3
When Clark enters the study, the first thing he notices is the warm smell of lit candles. Bruce doesn’t usually light candles unless he’s in a particularly cozy mood. It’s a positive sign that Clark doesn’t immediately find him behind the desk either. Instead, he’s… lounging is the best word Clark can come up with. He’s got his reading glasses on, the same pair he refused to wear for months despite the headaches he got from squinting at small text all day. These days he's gotten into the habit of actually using them more often than not. With the cowl on he doesn’t have to wear glasses, because Batman doesn’t wear glasses. Clark is 99,9 percent sure that’s why the lenses are so technically complicated – just so Bruce doesn’t have to find a way to wear contacts or glasses while he’s wearing it.
There are candles on the desk and a few other surfaces which means Bruce is truly relaxing tonight. He’s been better at prioritizing taking time off the last few months, much to Clark’s relief. It helps that the kids are more than willing to handle most of the patrolling, although Bruce of course can’t let it go completely.
It does seem like he’s successfully focusing on something else tonight. Bruce is sitting comfortably on the couch with glasses down his nose, reading a book quietly in the soft light. He doesn’t seem to realize Clark is even there.
Clark finally enters the room fully but stops in the doorway because… Wow. It still surprises him to find Bruce anywhere but the cave after 6pm on a weekday. Bruce looks so comfortable and warm, a soft blanket pooling around his waist. The dark green velvet couch is new, and it compliments Bruce’s pale skin perfectly, especially in the soft golden light. He should probably turn on the lamp on the side table, but Clark doesn’t want to disturb him when he looks so peaceful. He’s even changed into his comfy pajamas (Bruce doesn’t call it that, Clark does, much to Bruce’s dismay) and he’s wearing a pair of the fuzzy socks Clark got him for Christmas. There are little bats on them, because. Well, why not?
Sharp blue eyes lock onto Clark’s a moment later.
“What?” Bruce asks. To anyone else he might sound unkind, but Clark sees through the charade instantly. Bruce is just grumpy he got caught off guard (again), but he doesn’t mind Clark’s company.
“Nothing,” Clark says with a shrug. He’s not about to tell Bruce that even though it shouldn’t be possible after all this time, Clark is most definitively falling more and more in love with Bruce every single day. Moments like these are when Clark’s chest feels tight from all the emotions he’s feeling at once. When they first started dating, it scared him how intense his feelings were, but Bruce never minds how strongly he feels. He accepts Clark just as he is, without arguments or alterations.  
“Come over here then,” Bruce says. He closes the book around his fingers, so he doesn’t lose his spot while also giving Clark his full attention.
“What?” Clark asks. He didn’t want to disturb Bruce; he was merely looking for him to make sure he was taking it easy. There was a rough mission and few nights ago and Bruce’s back has been bugging him ever since. With the way he’s sitting – cross-legged and leaning against the armrest – it seems his back is doing better.
“Plenty of room for two,” Bruce says and then pats the cushion next to him just to emphasize his words. “That’s why I chose this couch.”
“Oh.” Clark might not have planned to disrupt Bruce’s alone time, but he’s not foolish enough to reject such a sincere offer. Besides, who doesn’t like sitting close to their lover in a candlelit room? “Alright.”
Clark sits gingerly on the other side of the couch just to make sure Bruce has enough room for himself. They’ve found a nice balance with Clark’s constant need to feel close and Bruce’s need for space. Talking has helped – Bruce makes sure to let Clark know if he’s angry or upset or simply needs time by himself, and Clark is careful to explain when he feels overwhelmed by his powers and need something physical and safe to focus on. He’s not a kid anymore but even Superman gets overwhelmed by the endless string of calls for help. He can’t get to them all, he knows this logically, but the guilt is still something he tries to live with. Bruce is very helpful in that aspect – he has a few more years of crimefighting on his back than Clark has and while he's by no means an expert in dealing with emotions (he’s getting there), he knows a thing or two about guilt.
Bruce sighs but there’s a fondness to it. He uncrosses his legs and reaches over to grab Clark’s shoulder. Clark follows his movements willingly as Bruce pulls at him. He maneuvers Clark between his legs and shuffles around a bit, rearranging the blanket so it covers Clark as well. He inspects his work and makes sure Clark is comfortable against his chest before he opens his book back up.
“Are you sure this is okay?” Clark asks carefully. This is very much cuddling, and Bruce doesn’t usually do cuddles. At least not much outside the bedroom.
“Are you comfortable?” Bruce asks in lieu of answering.
“Very,” Clark says honestly. The couch is broad enough that he can lie down comfortably if he curls up a little. Bruce’s chest is warm and the perfect shape to rest his head on. He has his arms wrapped around his waist, their bodies basically touching from head to toe. Comfortably doesn’t even begin to describe it. Clark wants to stay here forever.
“Then yes, I’m sure,” Bruce says with a chuckle.
Clark feels his laughter vibrate through his chest and smiles. Bruce’s heart is a steady beat underneath his cheek, and he lets himself relax properly. Bruce grunts softly and Clark lifts his head to catch his eyes around the edge of the book.
“Aren’t I squashing you?” he asks with a frown. Even if Bruce was in the shape of his life (not that he’s out of shape, but he’s not twenty anymore), Clark is a heavy man.
“Just the perfect amount,” Bruce replies and the soft smile he sends Clark’s way has Clark’s stomach do summersaults.
Nobody else gets to see Bruce like this. This is all for him and him alone.
And maybe Alfred, when he comes in later when they’ve both fallen asleep. He probably won’t wake them up, but he has gotten into the habit of taking pictures and sending them to the family chat. There’ll be plenty of emoji reactions – ranging from ‘aww’ and hearts to the puking emoji (Thanks, Jason) – when they wake up, but that’s something they can deal with then.
For now, Clark just enjoys listening to Bruce’s heartbeat and the soft noise of him flipping the pages of his book, careful not to jostle Clark too much as he does so. Clark smiles and rubs his cheek against the soft material of Bruce’s pajamas. He may not be able to stay here forever but a few hours on Bruce’s chest is the least he can – and will – do right now. Bruce doesn’t mind: this is the perfect amount of snuggling even for the dark knight.
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australiansquid · 1 year
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Fluffvember 2022 Day 20 - Comfort
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rhynehoward · 2 years
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© adam pantozzi
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quelfabulous · 7 months
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"We don't need to do anything. We can just be."
Happy bi/pan visibility day (it's everyday for me). Also a sprinkle of ace and a dash of survivor and to top it all off- other expressions of intimacy, affection & connection taken seriously. I'm doing an Astarion origin playthrough and I ship him with Karlach like FedEx, your honor.
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É LEI : SE VOCÊ GOSTA SENTE CIÚMES
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lazylittledragon · 3 months
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Please please tell me that Tara just loves baby dekarios
oh she’s invested from day ZERO
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top 10 pictures taken right before a specimen jar ‘accidentally’ falls off a shelf ^^^
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candynyams · 5 months
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wanna ride some poor pups dick while i vent abt work. slam my cunt down on them over and over as i complain abt customers that pissed me off, ignoring their loud whining from how intense it is. maybe theyd try to respond, chiming in with breathy words about how frustrating people can be, or maybe theyd be too overwhelmed to even speak, nodding desperately when i stop bouncing and ask if they're still listening. either way is fine as long as they know i'm not stopping till ive made myself cum enough times to feel better
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happyheidi · 1 year
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Tʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴏғ Pᴇᴛᴇʀ Rᴀʙʙɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs (1992)
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have-a-treato · 7 months
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on chilly nights everyone inevitably ends up scooting closer and closer to karlach until she's surrounded and she thinks it's just the cutest thing that no one acknowledges
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Them! I love characters taking care of each other. One of the rare moments where Alastor relaxes enough not to bite Lucifer's hands of xD
Also Little follow up comic:
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And my sister pointed out that if Alastor actually walked away Lucifer would beg for forgiveness alskdfjakl;sdfjlk;saj;ldf
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will41n · 14 days
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yoel the design is a placeholder i wanted to draw joel but couldnt draw him naked ... or couldnt i??
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allioaro · 9 months
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Grimlen nighttime attire XD
Idea from this tweet:
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