Wilbur Soot Cuddle Hcs♡ (GN!reader)

*jumps and tackle hugs you*

GOOD MORNING STOP BEING SO NICE AND SWEET FIRST THING IN THE MORNING IM SMILING SO MUCH NOW ITS NOT FAIR/pos

And since I’ve realized I can also send asks, I’ll probably be sending more :]

-Wilby

*hugs you back*

ehhehehehe it's not my fault your so cool and kind

like dude your really fun to talk to I think id be alone and crying in the corner rn if i hadnt met you

also yay!! definitely looking forward to more of your asks >:3

i love them so much

someone has definitely already done this before but here you go anyways 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

i might need help

ik i have no followers but im desperate man

thank ya

ever just

sukuna who holds one of satorus hands late at night on their balcony, tracing the youngers arm with his free hand.

"why is it that you have so many scars?"

"there's a lot more."

sukuna scoffed.

"are you seeing things? for a sorcerer born with the six eyes you sure are-"

"theyre not on me, sukuna."

oh.

why did it feel like his heart was cracking?

maybe he should give satoru a hug.

ps: they ended up cuddling🩵❤️

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created by sunnywrotethis☆

2025

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A Rose By Any Other Name

fandom: Mouthwashing

characters: Curly x Paranoid!GN!Reader

warnings and summary: angst, depression, self-harm scars • you had no one to be there for you, so you wanted an escape, and thats the reason why you joined pony express. but now curlys here<3

title inspired by A Rose by Any Other Name... - Omori

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Captain Curly seemed intimidating at the start.

When you first met the crew, you were scared of Jimmy first. He stared at everyone like he was ready to fight the first person to say a word. Daisuke looked a bit too friendly. Swansea had the face of a drunk, angry stepfather. Anya seemed sweet but a little bit too nervous for your liking (you always thought that shy people had the most secrets). Curly had a smile on his face, but you were still timid.

The captain held his hand out to you. His lips twitched when you didn't take it, but he just ruffled your hair and grinned with a "Welcome, crewmate!"

You despised looking messy. Formality was key, your mother had taught you. Formality was all you had ever known.

He noticed the way you jolted to grab your phone and fix your hair with the help of the camera. He took a bag out of his suitcase and gave a brush that was inside it to you. Maybe he wasn't so bad- no. No. They were all going to be like everyone else who had ever spoken to you. You were set on that.

Your hands slowly took the brush. You nodded in thanks before you thoroughly combed your hair.

After three months on the ship, you settled down.

Daisuke was very affectionate around you, baking cakes for you randomly, which resulted in Jimmy scolding him for wasting supplies.

Swansea called you "kiddo" and patted your head often.

Jimmy rarely acknowledged you, but when he did he just nodded with the smallest smile (you knew he was trying).

Anya tended to your self-harm wounds a few times, you thanked her around fifty times each visit.

Curly was... a lot. He hugged you, made sure you slept and ate well, hooked his arm around yours when you felt nervous, and made you coffee. Occasionally he would let you sit on his cot with him and read comics together.

He saw how you shrinked in on yourself when the topic shifted to your life before the Tulpar.

"Oh... I, uhm.. It was okay."

Jimmy's brow furrowed, Daisuke was very confused, Anya frowned knowingly, Swansea sighed, Curly stared.

Everyone knew. Everyone was going to figure out. Curly spoke first.

"Eleborate on 'okay'? What was your childhood like?"

"Well, uh, I- I was raised good."

Swansea piped up next.

"Yeah? What were ya parents like, kiddo?"

"Mmh.. my mother was... formal... I never really talked to my father.."

Anya cleared her throat.

"Sweetheart, you need to open up eventually."

You looked down. Everybody was focused on you.

"Too much- I-"

"I'll be taking them for now. Resume with your activities, everyone."

A hand grabbed yours and gently gestured for you to get up.

A few minutes later, you were laying on your cot with Curly sitting by your side. His hand gently traced shapes on the back of yours.

"Are you okay now?"

You nodded.

"You don't have to talk, just so you know."

He gave you a caring smile, squeezing your hand twice.

"But if you ever need someone, captain knows best."

You smiled back at him.

In the morning, a yawn startles you awake.

Oh. Your. God.

Blonde hair erupted into your vision and blue eyes blinked down at you. Your eyes widened in return.

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

You sputtered out sounds, frantically trying to grasp onto words. He chuckles at your struggling and shushes you with a press of his index finger to your lips.

"I suppose yes? That's good then. A captain must do his best make sure his crew is comfortable."

Then he winked at you. You felt heat and blood rush to your face.

"We could sleep in for a few more minutes, if you would like. The others haven't woken yet."

"...that'd be nice. Thank you."

It was nice. You finally felt like you belonged.

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2025

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its me again!! (i sound so pathetic)

i only discovered you like... an hour ago maybe but you deserve way more recognition!

it sucks that im the only one liking your posts, when i should be just another person in your notifications of over a thousand other people who follow you

but hey, we can be lonely together right?

sorry if i sound like an incel ;_;

Hey man, I’m glad you like what I post :)

I’ve only started this blog maybe a week or so ago? So I’m not too surprised that I don’t have a ton of notifs but seeing your likes this morning was definitely nice.

Cheers to being lonely together mate

if its not a song i can make an animation in my head about (that I know ill never be able to make), i dont want it in my playlist

To transplant a meme from the seattle subreddit

"I am never leaving Seattle"