gushing over bf Carmy and he doesn’t even know how sexy he isssss :(((
Carmen—finally—has off from work tonight. Which means it’ll be relaxing for once in the past couple weeks, having time spent with you and you alone, cuddling over a movie, kissing between soft conversations, half-attentive before he’ll finally scoop you up and take you to bed.
But that’s for later.
Right now, though, he emerges in the living room ready for the movie you’d asked him to watch with you. You perk up at his entry and turn around to lean against the back of the couch, caught in a kiss before he starts telling you…well, you can’t seem to keep up.
All that’s on your mind is Carmy Carmy Carmy, so much so that whatever he’s saying doesn’t process, a wave of awe clouding your mind. You get lost in his image for a broad moment, doing little else other than admiring the stretch of his tee against his chest and biceps that tug the fabric just right, the sinew of his forearms tensing as he grips the back of the couch; his curls freshly washed hours earlier, still styled loosely before stressed bouts straighten them, stragglers suspended by his brow bone that charming way you remember when you first met; gray sweats handing loose on his hips, a little less so at the front to make you drool. He looks good, so so painfully good, and he doesn’t even know it. He’s not even trying.
“You listenin’, baby?” You only hear him when he tilts your chin up with his index and thumb—gently, to guide your attention back. “Baby?”
And your head follows, but your eyes still linger along his tensed forearms before they finally acknowledge his words and meet his gaze. “Hm?”
He smiles softly. “Spacin’ out, huh?”
“Sorry—” You bite at your lip. “You’re just so handsome,” you tell him as you look your arms around his neck. “It’s distracting.”
He starts to blush. “Yeah, okay.” But his hands smooth down your back anyway, pausing along the curve of your ass before an adoring squeeze.
“I’m serious, Carmy,” you coo, tugging him down for another kiss and teasing your nails along the nape of his neck. “Most handsome man ever.” One hand cups his jaw before another peck. “And the sweetest,” another smooch to his cheek, “and the prettiest,” and the other side, “and the sexiest,” again to his temple—
“Okay, baby,” he starts, flushed to his neck, but you beat him to the punch—
“And the best boyfriend ever,” you quip, extra sharp before you soothe it with a languid kiss to his lips, smiling against him as his hands run along your spine, slowing you down to sweet kisses until your forehead meets his. “You’re just the best, Bear.” And another, because you can’t help yourself when he looks like this. “So kind, the best chef ever, and so strong…” You bring your hands to paw at his arms again, “So so handsome, and you’re all mine—”
He scoffs, trying to bite back that gush of his heart, that rush of blood down south that has him pressed into the couch. “I think I get it, baby.” Gentle smooch to your forehead. “Thank you.”
You groan and sit on your heels, dragging your hands down his chest, to his middle, then closer to his waistband. Looking up at him with doe eyes and plush pout, you ask, “Take me to bed, Carmy…”
He huffs. “Thought we were watchin’ a movie tonight?”
“Want you t’fuck me instead…” Teasing a little lower, your fingertips graze behind the fabric. “Please?”
And if he thought he was hiding it before, he’s really giving himself away now: head lolling forward with a heady sigh, weight leaning into the couch as his blush spreads to his neck; mind swirling at the thought of you touching him, whining his name some more, pleading with that same pout as he’s making you come beneath him.
In no time he’s bent over to scoop you up from the couch, your giggles ringing in his ear while he carries you to the bedroom.
What, did you expect him to say no to you asking him so sweetly? The movie can wait. It’s your fault for getting him all worked up, anyway.
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Okay I'm sick can't draw it but I am gonna stream of conciousness post about FNaF Bloodborne AU (by character) GO!!!
Mikey: The whole being a zombie thing makes sense with the Hunter's Dream or whatever so I can see him being connected to that. Beast's embrace people are immaciated and stuff maybe the zombification is beasthood even. I can see him being a friendly NPC or like the guy you play as (IDRK what I want this to be yet). Quality build baaaybeee. Tonitrus cus of the shocking thing maybe he gets the Beast Claws if I go with the werewolf angle.
Charlie: I can see her being the level up lady but she's still the freaky unsettling puppet- maybe in like one of those ornate victorian doll dresses. Maybe she has a Lady Maria thing going where you fight her ghost in the nightmare relm or whataver and the puppet is just a hollow representation and nothing like how she was. Ghost boss Charlie had to be freaky too- big tentacled kin monster like Nightmarrion.
Henry: Gehrman kinda. He's your mentor. He seems pretty alright. You slowly discover that he's actually not that great and you have to kill him now but it's still sad cus that's you're dad. Flamesprayer n Boomhammer cus BURRRNNN!! BUUUURRRNN!!! He totally built the uncanny Charlie doll too kinda like he does in the books. If I had to pick a faction to put him with prrobabbly the Powder Kegs.
Bill: I'm torn between him being part of the Choir (cloying facade, religious imagery) or part of Mensis (balls to the wall, no eyebrows) but they both have child death and horrid science experiments going on and they ARE in a conflict so maybe he's just two-sidesing that lmao. He pretends to be an arcane build (casts tiny tonitrus every so often) but he tends to just beat you to death with the Amygdalan Arm (baby limb ((he kills babies)). I think he gets Henry to mechanise beasthood for him and he yells about the glory of the machine till he kills you. I always forget real actual ghosts are canon to Bloodborne too maybe I could do something with that IDK.
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“All boats have to have a name,” he said, “so I shall call mine The Floating Bear.” With these words he dropped his boat into the water and jumped in after it. For a little while Pooh and The Floating Bear were uncertain as to which of them was meant to be on the top. ~A.A.Milne
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Uncomfy evolution fact:
The Lobopodians were primitive arthropod ancestors who resembled velvet worms.
At some point in the Cambrian, a lobopod like this one evolved away its body, retaining only its head. The resulting animal is the tardigrade!
For the last half billion years this disembodied head has been one of the most successful animals on our planet.
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