Watching a sad or scary movie with mackie
i honestly hate scary movies but i feel like he likes them but he would let you cuddle into him and would protect you but would make fun of you in a cute way because you're scared
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I need cuddles and kisses and back tracing as someone calls me their good little angel
I wanna feel loved 😔
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YALL
BRUCE GETTING DE- AGED AND JUST BEING ATTACHED AT JASONS HIP
Jason trying to leave multiple times and Bruce is almost in tears like “are you leaving me? 😢” and Jason’s like fuckkkkkkkkkk.
Imagine baby Bruce being the only version of Bruce able to communicate, but because he’s a child he cannot read social cues that well. Dick and Jason get into an argument over something stupid and baby Bruce is like “is this my fault? I’m sorry. I love you.” And it will be the ONLY time they ever hear those 3 terms in the same conversation with their dad.
Baby Bruce would definitely be VERY physically affectionate. He’s always wanting to hold Jason’s hand or hug him and when Jason finally gets fed up and asks about why he’s being so affectionate.
“This is the only time you’ll let me love you.”
I WILL DIEEEEEEEE
WHY IS MY BRAIN DOING THIS TO MEEEEEEEEEE
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🗡️ “That time of the month again?”
because we all know that periods suck and characters are not immune to the horrors 🗡️ prompt list of comforting actions
Character A is bedridden from the cramps and Character B becomes their living heating pad (cuddles with arms wrapped around the waist >>>>)
B buys A their favorite chocolates a couple days before their period starts and keeps beverages with electrolytes on hand
A takes a day off to rest, bingewatch some episodes of a good show, and care for themselves (maybe do some yoga, and by yoga I mean curl up in the fetal position for a couple hours)
B thinks that making a nice bath for A will help and prepares everything for when A gets home (A laughs and explains why that’s not a great idea)
Searching for Shark Week’s episodes online to deal with shark week in person, but getting distracted by cute animal shows
B can’t be there for A in person so they send A $30 to cover extra snacks and/or medicine
Instead of getting emotional over posts online, A digs out an old book series and gets emotional over that (they are reliving their childhood, they swear it’s cathartic THEY SWEAR)
A can’t sleep with the back pain so B gives them a light back massage with several check-ins to make sure the noises are in relief and not pain
B keeps the lights dim and and TV volume low as A battles a headache
All meals are made with ahead of time and cravings humored (“You can’t just eat straight salt.” “I know that, which is why I’m putting all of it on this.”)
A asks for B to get more pads/tampons at the store, B calls and sends many pictures as they try to figure out what will work best for A
B quietly scrubs out any bloodstains from A’s clothes as they do laundry (and they’re really efficient at it, why are they so good at getting blood out of clothing—)
A snuggling up with their pet who knows the exact spot to be in for maximum comfy (B thinks it’s adorable and takes a picture to show A later)
“I’m sorry if I’m not really conversational right now…” “Dude you’re on your period and barely slept last night, you’re good. We don’t have to talk, we can just chill.”
B brings home a machine for homemade ice-cream and all the ingredients needed for A’s favorite flavor (they spend the evening making it and declare a “dessert before dinner” day for when periods strike)
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Does anyone else have mutuals they just feel would be a good cuddle? I like your post I think your cool and I want cold day window open huge comforter cuddles
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everybody wants to be a cat.
leona kingscholar, for all his power and status and pride, remains akin to a cat. a very anthropomorphised, handsome cat bestowed with destructive magic, but a cat nevertheless. you’d know - he’d given you the same scorned look your cat used to upon being risen from a blissful nap. in his defence, you had stepped on his tail. you may or may not have gushed a little after apologising. not your fault if you really like cats.
“wow, you really are just like a cat.”
he had sent you a puzzled look. there you were, crouching in front of him, a little grin on your face, taking him in, from his striking eyes to his tail swishing on the ground. he’d grumbled, then.
“don’t push it, herbivore. you wouldn’t want me to bite you.”
in the long run, he ends up overblotting and sinking his claws into your arm. here you are, a strangled scream dying on your tongue as his claws draw blood, blot dripping down your skin with a sickening sizzle.
pain. burning pain. blinding agony takes a hold of you and brings you to your knees, perfect supplicant under the wrathful gaze of the king of beasts.
you can feel your arm start to decay in his grip, skin like fine sand under his fingers. you grasp leona’s wrist, nails digging in his ashen skin - nevermind the blot dripping down on you, nevermind the pain.
“leona, please, let go.”
you don’t know if he does. you can’t find it in yourself to blame him - not with how his past is being poured down in your mind, not when you taste the bitterness of it in your very marrow until you black out.
when you open your eyes, you find yourself in the familiar sheets of an infirmary bed, with strong arms wrapped around your middle, careful not to press against your bandaged arm.
your eyes widen.
“leona?”
a low rumble. you freeze. leona kingscholar, second prince of sunset savanna, is cuddling you up, thumbs drawing abstract patterns on your waist. and he’s purring, the vibration low and soothing against your back, until you find yourself smiling ever so softly.
“always knew you were just a big cat.”
he nips at your nape.
“don’t push it, herbivore.”
you don’t tell him you can feel his lips curl against your skin.
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