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#so it became fluffy

theycalledhimastar · 3 months

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Just imagining admiring sweet boyfriend Gaz? Got me like !!!

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You're just sat there on the couch next to the absolute man of your dreams, Kyle Garrick. His gaze is transfixed on the cheesy rom-com you had put on for background noise. Invested in the recycled dialogue between the predictable main lovers. You, however, were looking at something far more interesting.

The sharp curve of his jawline, his soft lips and big brown doe eyes. The way he smiled a little to himself anytime the lovers on screen would do something romantic.

God, he was precious, wasn't he?

You practically studied his features, something you had memorized many times over, but you simply had to fall in love with all over again. He was a work of art, one that you could look at time and time again and never truly take in all the wonder it holds.

Even with your blatant staring, he is far too captured by the television to notice. That is, until you gently take his face in your hands and press a warm kiss to his lips. Reveling in the way he let out that dreamy sigh.

"What was that for, honey?"

"Nothin', just love you Kyle."

#call of duty #kyle gaz garrick #cod mw2 #cod x reader #cod x reader fluff #fluff #x reader fluff #gaz cod #kyle garrick x reader #kyle garrick fluff #Gaz COD #Gaz fluff #ngl i just felt so fluffy about this man because he is GORGEOUS #The spirit of tumblr took me over and this is what became of it

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cielcloudds · 1 year

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I suddenly got a rare burst of inspiration to draw and after beating Scarlet I felt like drawing a Slither Wing Volcarona as a little guy because it’s so damn cute and no you can't change my mind

#pokemon #scarlet #violet #volcarona #paradox pokemon #slither wing #fanart #generation 9 #paldea #I literally had this thing for 5 minutes and then it became one of my favorite pokemon #ITS SO FLUFFY AAAAAA

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pastafossa · 1 year

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I am now in a It’s Complicated relationship with snow because I love snow, I love touching snow, I love looking at snow, I love that snow is cold and there are no bugs, I love that snow is pretty, I love the sound of snow, I love walking through snow, I love making snow angels in snow, I love falling snow, I love the smell of snow, but snow has a Tragic Flaw and that flaw is that it sometimes does not come down as fluffy light snow but instead mushy and fucking heavy snow and then it does not want to be shoveled, it resists my shovel, it says ‘fuck you and your noodly arms, pasta, fuck your shoulders and back and legs, i want to lie here on the ground’ and I say, no, snow, you cannot lay on the sidewalk, that is illegal, also i can’t leave you in the driveway cause then i can’t drive and it whispers, ‘fuck the lawwwwwwww and your need to go buy bread before i melt’.

I love snow, but sometimes snow is an asshole.

#egads my arms and shoulders #it's only four inches and yet it's more stubborn than the snow from the blizzard #that snow was FLUFFY until it became ice #and it wasn't that it was mushy and heavy it was light and easy to shovel but there was just TOO MUCH of it so you had to shovel 50k times #this snow is MEAN #it is HEAVY #mushy snow why are you like this #where is your fluffy joy

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brick-a-doodle-do · 2 years

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i am LATE because i was going to upload this when i hit 100 followers but now i have more than that so i can’t say that this is for that milestone anymore but STILL have this giant foster oneshot that was initially going to be a random h/c oneshot but for some reason turned into fanfiction of a fanfiction lmfao

also it won #2 in the forms so legally i have to post it /hj

ANYWAY,,,,,

this is frommm @oh-i-need-a-name’s giant foster au but i’d be surprised if you didn’t know what that was by now dsjfhdnf /lh

don’t fall

words: 2002

tw: swearing, panic, mention of death/injury

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He had been looking forward to getting a good night’s rest in a bed that was fit for a giant rather than a human, even if he wasn’t looking to express his excitement. But, now, as Tommy stared at Wilbur, he greedily came to the conclusion that sleep was entirely out of the picture at this point. The blond hadn’t moved from his spot on the nightstand yet, though he was unfortunately coming to terms with the fact that sitting atop the wooden surface would not be an option for long, for it was both uncomfortable, and a terrible place for him to attempt sleep. Besides, he’d need the help of a giant to shut the lamp behind him off, he’d never be able to reach the switch.

Sighing heavily, almost grumbling, Tommy shifted his gaze down to the pillow resting beside the one Wilbur was leaning against. He stared at it for a long while, debating whether or not he’d be making the decision to soak up the comfort of the white fabric, carelessly sinking into the pile of covered feathers. He wanted that, for sure, but he also didn’t want to risk a conversation full of retorts with the brunet.

Again, Tommy looked to his “brother”.

Then, back down to the pillow.

Fucking hell. It was Phil’s fault – if he’d simply let Techno share a bed with Wilbur, or perhaps had Wilbur share a bed with himself, then this entire affair could’ve been completely avoided, and Tommy would be soaking in the warmth the pillow offered, with a hand he trusted safely draped over his body as he finally got the sleep he’d been so eager to experience.

Unfortunately that was not the case, and he very much had an unfamiliar giant sitting next to him.

As Tommy studied the man for a while longer, taking in the bored expression he displayed while staring at the white hue of his screen, Tommy realized that perhaps he’d be able to get lucky. Maybe, if he found his way down onto the bed while Wilbur was distracted, then maybe he’d get a dialogue-free trip. He fucking hopes so.

Tommy only waits a few seconds after having that sudden thought. He shifts up, eyes never leaving the brunet. He keeps a steady gaze on him as he makes slow, brawny steps towards the edge of the nightstand. From there, Tommy breaks his stare and directs it downwards, where he nervously runs through every worst-case scenario in his head.

And, suddenly, yet another thought occurred to him.

This asshole of a brother had decided from day one to be a complete, utter dick to him. From yelling, to taunting him, to doing whatever the hell else he managed to do in order to traumatize Tommy in the short amount of time they’ve known each other, Wilbur certainly has made a negative mark on his small form. So much so that every little decision Tommy finds himself coming across, he has to stop and decide which route to choose, simply because a certain brunet might be right around the damn corner.

Perhaps he shouldn't let that fear continue. And…hopefully he won’t die this evening because of this change of mindset.

Tommy huffed, sitting down at the edge of the wooden table. He let his legs dangle as he peered down to where he hoped to land. In between the two pieces of furniture was a small gap. Small for a giant, that is. For a human, it’s a ravine that’s far too high a fall for him to walk out of with little but a minor injury. In fact, he’ll be lucky if he wakes up.

Logically, Tommy knew that the best, and decidedly the safest thing to do would be to ask a giant for help. However, Tommy didn't see that as a good enough reason to wake Phil and Techno up, so he decided to take matters into his own hands.

He stared down a while more, silently calculating his plan. The only thing he really could do was push himself off and hope for the best, but it still helped his unorganized mind. Kind of.

Tommy sucked in a breath, looking down one final time before finally pushing himself off of the night stand, falling to what he really fucking hopes to be the mattress.

But, it seems he overestimated just how far said mattress actually was. Tommy realized this immediately and went into panic, hopelessly grabbing at open air as he descended closer to the ground, closer to death. He let out a gasp of air when his hands finally collided with something that stopped him from falling any further. His knuckles turned white as he gripped onto the sheet blanket, taking rushed breaths while he tried to pull himself up. His lack of strength cut this plan short, though. He yelped as he slipped, the material burning at his hands.

“Wilbur!”

Tommy mentally froze at his own words. There were people in this room that he cared for much more than Wilbur, and yet in an act of panic he’d still foolishly called out his name. Tommy let out a string of curses, preparing for the worst as he called out again, “Wilbur, help me, please fucking help me!” Tommy released his grip on the sheet to adjust it higher up, and as he reached with the other hand to do the same, he felt it slip, leaving him dangling by one arm. He put his legs against the mattress and tried to climb that way, and got as far as managing to rise half an inch before the slickness of the bedding undid his insignificant progress. “Wilbur!” he screamed out the brunet’s name. Only a moment later, Tommy was looking down while he subtly watched the large shadow cast over him, and soon after his weight was being shifted onto Wilbur’s hand. He leaned back into the skin, waves of relief crashing over him tenfold. He flexed his fingers out, laughing quietly to himself while listening to his pounding heartbeat in his ears.

As soon the man’s hand stopped moving, though, Tommy was as alert as ever and scrambled up, now having to deal with the fact that he’d willingly let himself be in Wilbur’s grip. Anxiety built back up inside of him. Wilbur shifted around, now sitting where Tommy’d hoped to sleep for the night. “Tommy, you need to be careful,” he murmured, clearly everything but concerned for the tiny, but instead rather mad over the fact that Tommy couldn't help but end up falling, and the only reason he did fall was because he feared Wilbur.

Suddenly, the movement stopped, and Tommy found two brown eyes settling on him and him only. He scooted back, trying to calm himself by being as far away from that dick as he can be. They stared at each other, both of them too afraid to move. Together they sat in an awkward silence, simply gazing at each other’s features. Tommy noticed the gentle shake in Wilbur’s hands, like he was the one who feared Tommy. But, it was the other way around, very much so. In fact, when he felt that this had gone on long enough and the feeling that the brunet was going to try something, he did the best thing he could: swear.

“Fucking put me down, don’t stare at me.”

Wilbur sighed, something of irritation showing on his face now that the human had spoken up. Something in Tommy told him that Wilbur might take the words personally and defend himself with more than words, but he tried his best to ignore it. He just sat in the man’s palm, patiently waiting for anything to happen. And, eventually, he felt the world move again as Wilbur’s hand made slowed movements towards the pillow beside them.

Once Tommy was close enough, he stepped onto the pillow and took a long step away from Wilbur. He watched the brunet subtly roll his eyes and shuffle to turn the lamp off. The two of them remained quiet while they got situated. Tommy eventually found himself reluctantly sitting down despite his undying urge to stand in case something happens, while Wilbur huffed harshly and pulled the covers over him, his back facing the human. Tommy’s eyes slowly adjusted to the dark. They begged to be closed for the night, but he was too aware of everything Wilbur did to even consider sleeping. He simply sat with legs folded, eyes boring into Wilbur’s back.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, but soon enough his mind was also buzzing with tire. So, he laid on the cool material and tried to find it in him to fall asleep. However, he couldn’t get past doing something as easy as closing his eyes before they were snapping open again and he was returning his attention back to the man. The brunet shuffled in the bed, eventually stopping only when he was no longer facing the rest of the room, but instead Tommy. His eyes were closed and he looked to be sleeping, but Tommy knew that even if his face looked the part, the giant’s mind was still planning the next “little” thing he’d do to Tommy. It was night, and more importantly dark, the rest of the family was asleep, and Tommy couldn’t easily be seen. Everything seemed to unintentionally go perfectly. Not for Tommy, but for Wilbur.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

Tommy tensed, his brows furrowing while his heart rate picked up. He fucking knew Wilbur was awake. But, those words were some he wasn't expecting. Not that Tommy believes them, definitely not; it’s going to take a lot more than a lousy sentence to truly convince him. “What?” he replied quietly.

“I know you think I’m going to. I don’t like you, but I don’t want to hurt you again, Tommy,” Wilbur mumbled, his eyes now opened and staring at Tommy. The blond huffed in amusement, “I don’t know what you’re trying to do, but I’m never going to fucking believe you.”

Wilbur sighed and shrugged, only this time seeming much more relaxed and less irritated than before.

The brunet seemingly drifted off again, and Tommy let himself try to do the same.

But, yet again, his attempt was disturbed.

His eyes opened then widened when he realized that maybe Wilbur’s words had a bit more meaning than he’d thought. The giant’s hand was draped over him, providing warmth that should’ve felt nice against the chilly air but instead made him feel trapped. His eyes landed on Wilbur, who remained “asleep”.

“Wilbur, stop,” Tommy tried, but all he got was the hum of the air conditioner; the brunet remained quiet and unmoving. Until of course the man decided to curl his fingers around Tommy’s small form and pull him closer and closer to what he could’ve sworn was his death. However, instead, he was simply tucked gently under Wilbur’s chin, feeling oddly comfortable in the loose fist he was in. Sure, yes, he was in the hands of a guy who’d mentally tortured him for weeks among months, but everything felt so suddenly quiet in the moment that the past slipped from his mind completely. They didn’t say anything for the remainder of the night, especially not after they finally managed to both drift off for the night.

And, Tommy would never admit this, seeing as he still had a facade to hold up and a lingering fear of Wilbur, but even though Techno and Phil weren’t there, he still managed to get the sleep he came there for. In fact, even now as the sun was high in the sky, he still had yet to release the brunet’s forefinger.

Wilbur would never admit this either, but it warmed his heart to know that Tommy cut his fear off short, even if it was just for the night, so he could soak in the comfort of his almost-brother.

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choquan · 1 year

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Misaki's death still leaves a bitter taste in my mouth but then again, the series focuses on the buddies being literal hitmen and Kazuki's wife also died because of his occupation as a hitman...

I'm still looking forward to what they have to offer in the next episode because this series is getting darker and darker. Like, wdym Rei's dad and Ogino have Miri as their target, a literal four years old! They also have Kazuki as their target after they eliminate Miri, they know Kyu-chan's house, and they've been following Rei everywhere even when they were having a family day before they sent Miri back to her mother. How can they escape this situation?

Most importantly, how will Rei protect his family? I don't blame Rei, he did not want all this to happen, but everything happened because of his father's expectations to him...

#buddy daddies #buddy daddies spoilers #it's amazing how such a fluffy comedic series became so dark

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sourfrootz · 1 year

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I have some HC's that you might like.

Shadow is naturally soft and warm, like a cat, and was made to be like that So Maria would like him more. Nowadays, Sonic uses this as an excuse to cuddle with him more during the winter.

Shadow has a flower garden. This garden is full of Maria's favorite flowers, which are from a book. He is very, very protective of these flowers.

Shadow's eyes are reflective, and have led to some hilarious situations when he's raiding the fridge, or making himself during the night. In a pitch-black room.

Shadow has a room full of plushies, including a life-sized Werehog plush. Don't ask where or how he got it, you won't get an answer.

THANK U I LIKE THESE VERY MUCH ....!!!!!!

i luv talkint about character hcs esp shadows he is so so so cool i luvvv him so much :'3

i also have a similar hc that shadow can adapt his body temperature to the weather !!!! so hes either a portable heater during cold days or a cooler during hot days !!!!!!! maria and sonic n rouge won bc shadow = perfect cuddle buddy (he lieks it.... hes touch starved LFMAOOF)

AND AWE ☹️ yesyeys i feel like thwy also had their own garden up in the ark that he would take care with maria and he kept that habit even after so long ☹️☹️ im so sad ☹️☹️

YES imagine someone walking in on him in the middle of the night getting himself some midnight snackies and just jumpscaring them accidentally (rouge is a common victim)

he has a stuffed animal collection thats so cute.... he cuddles the werehog plush everynight (canon) (source: dude trust me)

#bon talks #i hc rouge as nocturnal but since they work at GUN maybe sometimes she has to rest at nigjt bc its super exhausting #hence shes always a victim to shadows unintentional jumpscares #also i feel like the werehog probably became pretty popular #like a cryptid of some sorts . so ofc people wanted to capitalize on that #so they made bootleg werehog plushies . might explain why shadow has it #its limited edition #also about the plant hc he probably names them one by one #he probably bonds with silver too through plant caretaking since its a common interest of theirs #i have so many thoughts about shadow thank u for this #maybe thats also the reason why shadow was created with fluffy chest fur #ultimate lifeform? nah . ultimate cuddle buddy

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spottyissleepwalking · 2 years

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A Baby!!

Design notes:

Lots of rounded shapes!! Very round boy!!! Look at that!!!! Rounded face, rounded ears, round body, round belly, rounded paws…

Super curly-furred as well, especially in the face, legs, and tail!

Had their claws removed. (I don’t support this in pet cats, but it’s still an unfortunately common practice - and one I find intriguing with some personal headcanons, expanded upon in the tags!)

Only two white toes across all his paws.

Even as he ages, he still stays rather small and with very large, round eyes, and a baby face.

LGBT+ headcanon: A biromantic-asexual nonbinary cat (they/he)!

Plus bonus more Scourge-accurate coloring:

[Image ID: Two digital drawings of Smudge against translucent backgrounds, with each image outlined in white; they are a curly-furred cat on their back, sprawled out with their hind legs slightly folded and their right foreleg tucked against their chest, with their left foreleg extended, their toes spread out; the top of their head is pressed against the ground, with a bow extending from the left side of their face and circling around their neck with a large golden bell; their tail is fluffy and curved slightly behind their hind paws. Beneath their back is their color palette, and over their belly is the stylized artist signature of “spottyissleepwalking” written in faded lavender. The first image showcases Smudge in a more patchy, canon style: they are primarily white with broad black patches, most notably across their back and the hind part of their body, the left half of their face, forepaws, left shoulder, and beneath their right eye in the form of a smaller patch and a smattering of freckle-like spots; the middle toe of their right hind leg is white, and their tail is white-tipped; their eyes are pale yellow and their bow and collar is green. The second image showcases Smudge in mostly black, with white only on their brows, muzzle, belly, left forepaw, tail tip, the same toe on his right hind paw, and beneath their right eye in the form of a smaller patch; their eyes are pale blue and their bow and collar is purple. /. End ID.]

#I’m actually a huge fan of the headcanon/au that Smudge is Scourge #just… the idea is. so complex and intriguing #rusty’s first friend turns out to be the first and only life he takes…#I like to think that when he became Scourge he lost a lot of his fur; either from stress or fights or even by his own claws #turning into something soft and fluffy and round into a husk of himself worn by emotion…#weathered by hunger and betrayal and the stress of not only leadership but also from all the blood on his paws #idk I have a lot of thoughts about Scourge-Smudge specifically lol #warrior cats #warriors #warriors design #warriors designs #warrior cats design #warrior cats designs #smudge #smudge wc #wc smudge #spotty’s designs

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toffeelemon · 2 years

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young royals (wilmon) fic recs

completed on ao3 - september 2021

(i decided to make fic lists based on the months posted since young royals’ premiered because old - lol not that old - fics should be appreciated more!)

august fic rec list here

july fic rec list here

Oh baby, don’t you cry by NerdGirl07 [T, 25k, 2/2]

linda pov, linda being the best mum, featuring malin, read the tags for micke related possible TWs

nothing else i could do by TheBoyWhoWalksInTheLight [M, 1k, 1/1]

post-canon eyeliner related pure fluff 💕

i like you. by embracethevoid [T, 3k, 1/1]

missing moment of simon taking wilhelm back from the football field. i love the whole canon-compliant missing moments series as you all know

the revolution will not be televised (but it will be put on instagram) by pissedofsandwich [T, 17k, 1/1]

post-canon, getting back together, hysterical teenage fuckery. omfg. the full depth of human emotion. started out angsty and it’s funny as shit in the end

try to embrace and colour me free by disruptedthesky [T, 2k, 1/1]

post-canon fluff, gender✨

I couldn’t whisper when you needed it shouted by TheBoyWhoWalksInTheLight [T, 2k, 1/1]

post-canon, getting back together, linda being wille’s mum, pure fluff

I'd rather hold onto you forever by TheBoyWhoWalksInTheLight [T, 1k, 1/1]

canon-divergent, episode 5, wille is there for simon after micke crashes lucia, soft fluff

Kiss me (like you wanna be loved) by TheBoyWhoWalksInTheLight [M, 2k, 1/1]

AU - wille is still the prince, simon works at a masquerade ball, meet cute ;)

My Baby’s Dancing (With Another Man) by wilmonskiss [G, 2k, 2/2]

post-canon, wille is a lil jealous, getting back together

#young royals fanfiction #young royals fic #tiff fic recs #memory's a bit rusty so here's a short list #became a bit of a madi fan lol #i just couldn't pick a fave #i have very fluffy taste too so this is a bit skewed #haven't read fic in ages oop trying to catch up!

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