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mamawasatesttube · 3 months

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LOVE ur fluff writting its always a treat <3<3 *extends their hand when they notice the other searching for it in their sleep* would be ADORABLE for sleepy cuddles (or angst 👀) but on the other hand

"Till death do us part. Forever until the end of eternity" would be a REALLY good excuse for tim to bust out the 00FFFF decorations

I cant decide so whichever you like the best!

Something tugs at Tim’s shirt.

Tim blinks, frowning. He looks down, but there’s nothing there. Maybe the fabric just got caught in the back of his desk chair or on the armrest or something? He has been sitting in a kind of weird pose, all folded up with one leg tossed up onto the desk as he stares at the case files on his screen. So probably—

Tug. Another one, sharper, more insistent. And he hasn’t moved, so it definitely wasn’t just the shirt getting caught on something. Tug, tug.

Tim blinks. What…?

An invisible touch runs down his arm, circles his wrist, and gently but insistently tugs him away from the desk, towards his and Kon’s bedroom (their bedroom, both of theirs, now that they’ve finally moved in together for real)—

Oh. It hits him a second later, and he can’t help the grin that spreads across his face in response. He probably looks like a goofy, lovesick fool, but like, in his place, who wouldn’t?

Honestly, if it took him this long to realize that it’s Kon’s TTK, trying to pull him into Kon’s arms as Kon sleeps, he’s so not making any more progress on this case tonight anyway. Still grinning like a besotted idiot, he closes his laptop and peels himself out of his chair. The little tendril wrapped around his wrist pulls at him again, and he huffs out a breathy laugh as he clicks off his desk lamp.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” he murmurs. Kon’s still asleep—if he was awake, he would’ve just yoinked Tim straight into bed, with none of this gentle tugging and nudging—but hopefully it’ll still reassure him on some level.

Man, now that he’s actually gotten up, Tim realizes he’s tired. He makes a quick stop at the bathroom, then tosses his pants in the vague direction of the hamper and clambers into bed. The second his knees touch the mattress, the TTK goes from tiny tendrils with gentle tugs to a feeling almost like a giant hand grabbing him around the torso (just as gentle, though). Tim goes limp, grinning again, and lets Kon haul him over and bundle him up in his arms as if Tim’s a big teddy bear.

Kon lets out a big, satisfied sigh, sleepily nuzzling into Tim’s neck. His embrace is loose and relaxed with sleep, but his TTK is still firmly wrapped around Tim, shoulders to hips; it’s kind of like a weighted blanket, but cuddlier.

“Hi, you.” Tim wraps his arms around Kon’s shoulders and presses his lips to Kon’s forehead, still beaming. His chest is full of warm fuzzies, and if he wasn’t so tired, he’d be giddy. Kon loves him. He knows that, of course, but to have Kon’s telekinesis plaintively reach for him from sleep really just hammers it in all over again.

Kon hums something unintelligible and smushes his face into Tim’s collarbone in what might be supposed to be a kiss. Tim grins, melting in contentment. Kon’s boneless and warm against him, and their bed is soft and cozy. He’s ready to drift off.

“G’night, clone boy,” he murmurs, heart full. “Gonna tease you about this tomorrow.”

Kon lets out a soft, breathy mumble against his neck and sighs. Tim strokes his fingers idly over the shaved hair just above the nape of his neck, and finally closes his eyes, smiling.

#rimi writes #peacheel #timkon #sleepy cuddles!!! i took the prompt and went a little to the left bc. well. ttk my beloved #i did think abt the wedding one but. heres the thing. tim would NOT say ''til death do us part''.#death already parted us once you asshole!!! even if you die on me again you're not getting out of this marriage that easily!!!!!#but also i just cant resist kon searching the apartment for tim in his sleep. gotta find his timmy-bear... you know like a teddy bear.#tim #kon

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zal-cryptid · 17 days

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Is there any fan characters that you the creator ship together or think would get along?

Yes.

#ask #misfits in toyland #eleanor #porcelain doll #teddy bear #nurse fanny #toyfolk #lesbians #my ocs #fan character #not my oc #original characters #doll #stuffed animals #my art #cuddling

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squirting-sub · 3 months

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Switching it up

(aka fucking my dom while she's the little spoon)

It's still dark outside and she's up early, doing stuff for work in home office while I sleep a little longer. I wake when she slides back into bed next to me and I roll over to spoon her as I always do. I'm not surprised to feel that she's topless. However, I am surprised to feel that she's completely naked. I stroke her thighs and bare ass "Oh?". "I couldn't find my sleep shorts and didn't want to turn on the lights.", she explains. "Mmh.. that's dangerous. I don’t think I can focus on going back to sleep like this", I say as my hands start to wander. I'm gently stroking her all over. Her thighs, her ass, her waist. Anything I can reach.

At the same time, I'm softly kissing along her back. I drag my nails along her thigh, grabbing her ass. I bite her shoulder and can feel her pushing her ass against my crotch. She's quietly moaning and when I run my hand up her inner thigh, she spreads her legs for me. I stroke along the outside of her pussy, gently massaging the skin. I stroke the other thigh as well, eventually running my fingers over her lips ever so slightly, before going back to stroking her thighs. She closes her legs again, but shifts so one leg is bent and I can now comfortably feel her pussy from behind. After working her ass with my hand some more, I expand my area of kisses. I kiss down her back, over her waist and eventually her ass.

When I drag my fingers along her slit, I can feel wetness coating them. I push up to rub her clit, getting her to moan. While kissing her body, I keep rubbing her clit and she rocks back and forth a little, finding a rhythm. I stop to run my fingers down between her lips. She moans more when my fingers find her hole. Without getting the order or asking, like I usually do, I push two fingers inside her. She grabs the sheets and moans so beautifully. Slowly thrusting, I kiss my way up to her shoulder again, enjoying all the moans I'm getting out of her and hearing her wetness. She turns onto her back, spreading her legs so I can properly thrust inside her and hit her G-spot as I kiss down her neck and chest.

After a few minutes, she moves so she's face down ass up in front of me. I take the invitation and get behind her to continue fucking her as she rubs her clit. I'm pumping inside her, slowly increasing the speed. At this point she forgets all about her clit and just grabs the sheets, moaning into the mattress. Still not sure about how long she likes for me to keep going after she cums, I keep thrusting, wanting to hear more of her beautiful moans. Eventually, she reaches for my hand, signaling me to stop and collapses onto the mattress. I kiss her lower back as I slowly pull out of her, then clean my fingers by sucking them when she looks over her shoulder at me and smirks. I smile at her, then kiss up her back until I reach her cheek. "Hey", she says in her cutesy voice. I reply "hey" and lay on top of her to provide her with warmth and give her more kisses. "Told you it's dangerous to lay naked with me."

#of course I also got her water #then continued to kiss her body #just love having her naked under me #could kiss her and feel her soft skin all day #did I mention she was cuddling her teddy bear?#because she was #so cute #lesbian nsft #dyke nsft #wlw bd/sm #sapphic nsft #lesbian bd/sm #lesbian d/s #wlw d/s #sapphic bd/sm #wlw nsft #sapphic d/s #sub original

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yume-fanfare · 8 months

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then maybe you would sleep much better

#sleepy <3 #torikasa #tori himemiya #tsukasa suou #enstars #ensemble stars #i think if they had to share a bed theyd start on farthest opposite ends w neither facing each other #and then end up cuddling its just the rules #tori Is used to sleeping with plushies so #(in a version of this drawing there was a teddy bear too but i couldnt figure it out how to properly place or shade it rip)#art tag #doodles

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fanartfic · 3 months

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Safe and Sound

The companions return to Baldur's Gate for a well earned rest, but it's proving difficult for one of the company to rest easy.

TW: blood, angst, but mostly fluff and cuddles!

The return to Elfsong was a happy one indeed. Karlach burst open the doors and pronounced for whole tavern to hear:

“Hey guys! We got Halsin back, and the Bhaalspawn’s dead!”

The rest of the group came into the inn in triumph as the others surrounded Halsin, overjoyed that their Druid had been returned to them. Jaheira even came up and gave him a pat on the back.

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Tavya hung back and winced, grasping at her side. Orin had managed one last parting shot before she had beheaded her, and had dug her dagger deep into Tav’s ribs. She pressed her hand to the spot and pulled it away, hissing when she saw it was slick with blood.

She looked over at Halsin, who was smiling and drinking a mead with the others. A rare occurrence for the druid who rarely imbibed.

Tav smiled softly.

He was safe. She hadn’t lost him.

She wasn't sure what would have happened if she had. She brushed the thought aside as she made her way to the stairs. As she entered the room everyone shared, she decided a bath was in order. At least then, she could get a good look at the wound in her side, and scrub herself clean of the caked on blood that their quick dip in the Chionthar hadn’t washed off.

As she gingerly stripped off her armor, she heard the door open, and soft, but heavy footsteps walked into the room.

“Tavya? Are you alright?”

It was Halsin. He had followed her upstairs after noticing her absence.

Tav hurriedly lowered her shirt. “Oh, um. Yes, I’m alright.”

Halsin came around the corner and paused at the sight.

Tav’s shirt, which used to be a cream color, was almost completely red on one side. Concern immediately clouded over his face as he rushed over to her, his hands already glowing with healing magic.

“Halsin, I-” Tav began.

“Be still, this wound is deep. I’m surprised you still had the strength to walk all the way back here.” Halsin laid a heavy hand on Tav’s side as a blue light emanated from his palm, focusing on her wound. The pain lessened, and Halsin lifted up her shirt just enough to show that the wound had indeed closed.

“Why did you not say anything?” Halsin scolded her, as he checked her over for any other injuries. He began healing the deep slash on her arm that had begun to bleed again.

“We were out of spells and potions, and I didn’t know what condition you were in,” Tav explained, shaking herself free from Halsin’s scrutiny.

“This was a serious wound Tav, it could have gotten infected, festered.”

“Alright! Alright. . . I’m sorry.” Tav cried out in frustration. “I was worried about you! I was worried you weren’t well enough.”

Halsin paused, “What do you mean?”

Tav sighed heavily and slumped down onto her bed. “Orin had impersonated you. . . She said a few things that would make sense, given your aversion to the city,”

“What things?” Halsin sat down next to her.

“That the city was corrupting you, hurting you, making you sick.” Tav rubbed her face in her hands. “I was worried that at least that part of the deception was true.”

She looked up when she found one of her hands in Halsin’s.

“It is true, this city wears heavily on me, and it’s corruption threatens to beat me down every single day. But I promise you, I won’t allow it to.” He said, giving her hand a squeeze. “I promised I’d help you with your parasite, and I intend to remain at your side.”

“None of this is worth it if it kills you,” Tav placed her other hand on top of his. “The rest of us are fine in the city, but if you need to leave-

“I told you, I’m not going anywhere, Tavya.”

Halsin pulled her into his chest and rested his chin on top of her head. Tav held on to his arms and sighed.

“Alright, a compromise then.” She said, after releasing herself from his grasp. “We’ll leave the inn and camp outside of Rivington. It’s close enough for us to walk into the city to take care of what we need to handle, but far enough removed that you won’t be beaten down as much. Can you do that for me, at least?”

Halsin sighed in resignation.

“Yes. I can do that.”

“Good, now go join the others. They all wish to celebrate with you,” Tav stood up and urged Halsin out of the room.

“What about you?”

Tav paused, with her hand on the door. “I’m going to wash up. I’ll be down in a little bit.”

She gave Halsin one last smile and then closed the door. She rested her forehead against the wood and sighed heavily. She peered through the crack in the planks when she heard a light thud, and another sigh from the other side.

I can’t. Not just yet. She thought, as she headed towards a washbasin. She dunked her head into the cold water and looked up into the mirror in front of her, her face dripping wet. The cut on her face, though healed by Halsin, still left a faint scar on her skin. But I could be dead tomorrow. . .and I want another chance to be happy. Terryn would want that for me.

She scrubbed her face clean and dried off with a towel, moving to fill the nearby tub. As the water ran from the valve, she grabbed some fragrant soap from her bag, a blend she used to clean her hair. She took a sniff of it and sighed.

Mint and Rosemary, Terryn had loved that scent in her hair. As she breathed it in she felt a pang rise in her chest.

No, it was time for something new.

She dug into her bag again, and pulled out another bar that she had bought in the market earlier that ten-day. She took in its scent and appreciated the warmth it reminded her of. Citrus and Cloves. Scents she had loved as a child.

All the thoughts swirling in her head would have to wait until tomorrow. Right now, she just wanted to be clean.

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Tavya ended up not keeping her word to join the others. She was exhausted, both in mind and body. She had already fallen into a deep meditation by the time the others had returned to the room. She was vaguely aware of Halsin coming over to check on her before the lights were dimmed completely.

She rose several hours later to the sounds of someone in distress. She sat up and looked around the darkened room.

Everyone seemed to be resting peacefully, the only bunk she couldn’t see was Halsin’s. She got up and peeked around the corner so she could see him more clearly.

His blankets were rumpled and on the floor, and he tossed back and forth, sweat beading on his brow. He muttered in his meditation, and struck out at an invisible foe.

He was having a nightmare. Tav lit a candle and made her way over to him. She dodging a punch that swung out wildly at her.

“Easy! Halsin! Halsin wake up!” She grabbed his shoulders and shook him. “Wake up!”

Halsin’s eyes flew open as he startled awake, lashing out with his fist as he let out a cry of panic. Tav barely got a defense up in time to redirect the punch to the side of her head as she turned, bracing with her other hand on his forearm.

“Easy, you’re alright, you’re safe!” She grabbed a hold of his arm and brought his hand down in front of her, clasping it in hers, the other cupping his face, forcing him to look at her. “You’re safe.”

Halsin’s eyes, wide and wild with a golden glow that usually showed just before he wild-shaped, began to calm down, steadying his breath as he timed his breathing with Tav’s. He looked at her with concern as he swung his feet from the bed.

“Oak Father save us, I am so sorry! I nearly struck you.”

“It’s alright,”

“No, it’s not alright, I lost control. I should have more restraint as an arch-.”

“You were having a nightmare, Halsin. It is alright.” Tav interrupted him and sat down on the bed next to him. “If I recall, I nearly punched you one time myself.”

Halsin rubbed his forehead as he cleared the fog from his thoughts. “Yes, I remember.”

“You helped me then,” Tav rested a hand on his shoulder. “Halsin, let me help you.”

Halsin let out a sigh, a long and tired sigh, then reached up a hand to cover hers. Tav scooted closer to him, wrapping her arm around his back, or at least, as far as she could reach across his broad shoulders.

“You know, most people see me and think I cannot be hurt.” Halsin began, keeping his voice low so as to not wake the others. “They see someone of my size and believe it near impossible.”

“Well, anyone can be hurt. It doesn't matter what size they are.” Tav shrugged.

“You seem to be the only one who can see that.”

Tav looked up at Halsin’s face. In the candlelight he showed more of his age, as the lines of worry and care were deepened by the flickering light and shadows.

“I don't believe that's true.” She said. “The others care about you too. They just show it differently.”

She rubbed his back with light pressure from her palm until she began to feel his muscles relax under her touch. He had been tense before, guarded. He had even flinched when she had put her arm around him.

“Halsin. . . Are you alright?. . .I mean. . . Really alright?”

Halsin let out a breath that he had been holding. “No, I do not believe I am.”

Tav turned to face him more, giving him her undivided attention. “What’s wrong?”

Halsin hesitated a moment. “I. . .I did not think anyone was coming for me. I fell into such despair, that when darkness came over me. . . I welcomed it.”

“Halsin, come now, what made you think that?” Tav took his hand in hers.

“Because you were the first to come for me in a very, very long time. . .I believed myself lost, and that no one was looking for me.” He squeezed Tav’s hand and leaned over until his forehead rested on hers. “Then I heard your voice, and I thought it was a dream, until I awoke and found myself in your arms.”

He looked into Tav’s eyes. “Tav, I. . . No one has ever come to find me, or come to my aid before. Not since before the curse, not until you came along. You, who aided me as a bear without knowing if I would harm you; welcomed me to your camp with open arms; offered me your friendship freely, without terms; and treated me as an equal. All things I have been without for over a century.”

Tav reached up and cupped his face in her palm. “So, is that why you sounded so surprised to see me when you woke?”

Halsin merely nodded, somewhat ashamed.

“Halsin. Even in the short time we have traveled together, you have become a true friend and ally. I trust you with my life, and you know you can trust me with yours.” Tav said as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a comforting hug. “I’ll always be here for you.”

She felt Halsin’s weight as he relaxed into her shoulder.

“Thank you, Tavya.” He said quietly, his voice catching a little as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Anytime, my friend.” Tavya replied, rubbing his back again.

Halsin gave her one last squeeze before reluctantly letting Tav go. He sniffed and rubbed at his eyes.

“Oak Father preserve us, it must be dusty in here.”

Tav let out a short laugh. “Yes, very dusty.” She said, standing to her feet. “You need to rest.” Tav bent down and retrieved his blanket from the floor. “Goodnight, Halsin.”

Halsin took hold of the blanket, letting his hand linger on Tav’s fingers. As she turned to head back to her bunk, he held on, pulling her back towards him.

Tav gave him a questioning look as Halsin looked up at her, taking her other hand in his.

“Stay with me, please?.” he asked softly. “I– I do not wish to be alone.”

Tav felt her heart flutter a little. Halsin had never been this vulnerable with her before, even in the temple of Bhaal. She freed one of her hands and brushed a strand of stray hair behind his ear. Halsin closed his eyes and leaned into her palm, as she cupped his cheek in her hand.

“Alright, scoot over,”

Halsin didn't need to be told twice as he made room on the bed for her. Tav fluffed up a pillow and hopped in, sitting propped up. She opened up her arms to Halsin.

“Come on,” she invited.

Halsin shifted his body down until he could slide an arm behind Tav’s back, then rested his head on her chest, just above her heart.

He could hear it fluttering in her breast. His own heartbeat quickened as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed the top of his head.

“Is this alright?” Tav asked.

“Hmm. This is. . . Perfect.” Halsin replied.

Tav shifted slightly to get more comfortable, her embrace not wavering in the slightest as she gently pulled the tie out of his hair to loose his locks, scratching at his scalp. Halsin moaned in appreciation as he tightened his arms around Tavya. She steadied her breathing to a constant rhythm, hoping it would help the druid rest peacefully.

“I'm sorry. . .” She said at length.

“Whatever for?”

“For not seeing Orin’s deception sooner. Gods, it was six days you were trapped with her.”

Halsin tilted his chin up to look at her. “That is no fault of yours. I had become absorbed in what I was doing in Rivington, and you were focused on the Absolute.”

“That is no excuse.”

“No, but it is good reason.” Halsin took her hand and placed a chaste kiss on her knuckles before nuzzling back down into her.

“I do not hold you at fault for what happened. You were my savior once again, after all.”

Tav rested her cheek on the top of his head.

“You give me too much credit,” she said. “We only survived that fight because we all worked together. You should make sure to thank Karlach, Lae’Zel, and Shadowheart.”

“Be certain that I did,” Halsin assured her.

They sat in silence for a while as Tav ran her fingers gently through his hair, easing out the tangles and his braids, which had gotten messy in his imprisonment.

“You know, it takes me some time to do those,” Halsin muttered into Tav’s shirt.

“Don't worry. I’ll redo them in the morning.” Tav replied quietly, placing another kiss on the top of his head. “Now rest, and know that I'm watching over you.”

Halsin hummed and began to relax. Tav felt his weight against her body as he fell into a peaceful meditation.

Tav remained awake, watching over him as she promised. The arm that was looped over her torso shifted as Halsin moved his hand to rest in her chest.

Tav covered his hand with her own, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“I will always be with you. . . My heart.” She whispered with one last kiss on his forehead

#fanfic #baldurs gate tav #my tav #baldur’s gate fanfiction #bg3 halsin #halsin x tav #i might be obsessed #I think elves can meditate in whatever position they want #I also think nightmares are really vivid for elves #Halsin loves cuddles #come on he’s a teddy bear #not my best illustration but I love it so much #illustration #character art #halsin x tav fluff #Halsin fluff

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wheeboo · 5 months

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seungkwan is so teddy bear coded i just wanna *cute aggression noises*

#seungkwan <3 #i just wanna cuddle up against him #or i can be his lil teddy bear since hes so clingy sometimes and i #get so soft for him :(((#rania rambles

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plposting · 1 year

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After Azran Legacy Descole was left with a lot of clothes, personal items, and various souvenir trinkets left behind by the other former passengers of the Bostonious none of which was ever properly retrieved due to the groups sudden parting.

Rather than throwing it all out Descole has been trying to covertly return all items back to their original owners and because it’s Descole he’s probably returning the objects and whatnot in the most complicated way possible over a period of time.

Auroras stuff in particular remains safely stored in a box on the Bostonious.

#professor Layton #jean descole #desmond sycamore #gens musings #wowie headcanons :)#azran legacy #i was thinking about how everyone in the bostonious crew was suckered into buying one of those popono souvenirs #and how Des was ultimately left with a hoard of them because there's no way that anyone got to properly collect their stuff #before having to rush off to the Azran sanctuary #thoroughly amused by the thought of Des trying to offload some of this stuff for way longer than needbe bc hes trying to be sneaky about it #like maybe he could just throw it away but absolutely has this lingering sense of guilt especially with more of the personal items #that would've belonged to the various members that he would now have context for #like idk Des is just standing over the trash with like a teddy bear that Luke owns n he cant bring himself to properly toss it #and raymonds like why dont we just mail them back #n des is like “akshdkajshdkjahsdkhasdk its stupud little beady little eyes have won this encounter- u win this time sir cuddles-”#“had i not known the context of your origins you would have been in a landfill by now”#wonder if emmy wouldve gotten any photos developed on their trip bc oooh the evil thought of des having to review them b4 sending them back #I think there was no attempt to toss auroras stuff at any point i think the guilt would actually kill him #most of her stuff would just comprised of souvenirs gained over the trip #HELP HELP HELP I ELABORATED TOO MUCH IN THE TAGS SORRY

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caitlynmeow · 7 months

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Daniela has a ridiculous collection of teddy bears and each one of them has a name and no she isn’t willing to part with any of them although she does have favorites and yes she loves to cuddle her favorite teddy bear when she goes to sleep every night.

Cassandra being the more badassed sister doesn’t do that. Teddy bears aren’t to her liking but pusheen? Touch anyone of hers and it’s the last thing you do. she has a nice collection but shhhh

#headcanon #house dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #re8 #babies #listen they love to cuddle okay #ideally they’d just have some kind of sleepover either with each other or with their mom #but when they can’t? no problem each one of them has a companion for the night #dani Ioves her teddy bears and she always snuggles them while in bed #Cassandra doesn’t do that she has a number of pusheen plushies occupying one side of her bed and that’s that #she doesn’t cuddle the fuzzy cat but she always few #they just fuzzy and cuddly and when they can’t get mama to cuddle them they have to make duo

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nebbynebbu · 11 months

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Heyo! To anyone who follows me and that I'm not friends with: I'm still very much alive! Just going through some stuff right now that I'm not going to disclose. I'm just taking a break from certain things in general, might just reblog stories that I'm reading or thoughts from other friends (or blogs), but ye, I'm doing alright! I'll just share one of the thoughts I had these days, I have been a bit more active on the Discord server than here. 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 Pred going around their day as the prey rests inside of them... especially on weekends, they are not busy nor have any responsibilities that day (other than daily chores), both just want to feel the other close... one is sleepy, not wanting to deal with the confusing world, nothing will reach them, they are surrounded by someone they love, it's a different embrace and they love every part of it. The pred giving assuring pats, occasionally rubbing their belly and poking right where the prey is, just that little acknowledgement. Bonus points if they both need each other close, a mutual feeling of "I want to feel you closer" and "I want to be with you, inside or out.", comforting them while also being comforted by the weight in their middle. That small form that cherish and trust them with their whole being... everything feels scary, but they are together now, neither wants to let go of the other. They are right there... inside of them, right there... all around them. "Sometimes you need comfort food, sometimes you comfort the food." is nice but what if both parties need and want that comfort? 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 Mutual comfort in scenarios are a wonderful thing especially if it's paired with little to not conversation or completely non-verbal It's a wondrous thing to imagine being held close by someone I love when going to sleep or taking naps. It's unfortunate how it isn't possible but - just the feeling, the small request despite not being able to do the actual thing, the pretend that somehow is still able to calm me down. I don't know, just been thinking about it helping both parties, easing their anxiety, the company surpassing the need to verbalize. 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 Giants… mini-giants… half-size, nose snuggles, face cuddles, a not too cramped stomach for the prey, but one that still gives a visible bump that something, someone is in there, making anyone who notices either amused or afraid, not that the giant would let anyone (unless friends) approach the person resting in their middle. Just the right size for both parties, a comforting space for the prey to lay their head on the wall or just curl up inside. A weight that satiates, but doesn't make the pred uncomfortably full, making them able to go through their day and chores. Mini-giants, that's all. 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 𓆩✧𓆪 There is just something about different takes on G/t interactions (be it art or writing) who are able to demonstrate the gentle aspect of it so well. The giant's hand handling the tiny so tenderly, but I very much enjoy the opposite, when the small one is taking care of a sick Giant, bringing them food, meds, making so many travels back and forth, but it's all worth it, just so they can see their big friend doing alright. On the more cuddly side: Tiny seeking warmth, hugging the giant's fingers and being so close to their face, resting as they both give up to the already hanging eyelids.

#I got sick for a few days - it rained a lot and it was cold so I was in a very cuddly mood.#safe vore #soft vore #nonsexual vore #extreme cuddling #G/t vore #vore thoughts #nonfatal vore #sfw vore #Most if not all of these were heavily inspired by a certain Teddy-bear who I love so much.#YESITSYOUANDYOUKNOWICAN'TSTOPTHINKINGABOUTYOUBECAUSEYOUARESOCUTESOCUTESOCUTESOCUTE-

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