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lovisus · 7 months

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Seb and the farmer🌻

#so down bad for this man #he a huge softie #his smile is everything #stardew valley #stardew sebastian #sebastian x farmer #sdv sebastian #lovissus

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anxioussailorsoldier · 1 year

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captain link!! (introduced back in this comic but more info in tags)

#captain link #loz #oc #linksona #leeroy #so cap is a loz OC not a linksona like leeroy #he's captain of the hylian royal guard and trains up soldiers #I've rp'd as him for many AUs and tens of thousands of words #and im struggling with condensing how much love I have for this character into a short description #the love of HIS life is the most beautiful man in hyrule called nereus #and they're couple goals #hhhh cap..........CAP.........#ummmmm he is stern and behaves like a grumpy old man a lot of the time and has an old knee injury that still bothers him #but he is a huge softie and a great teacher and so so caring #also serves up bde and daddy vibes

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thegoblinboy · 10 months

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inspired by @rogueddie 's post. Right Here.

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2 hours they have been standing in front of this stupid claw machine. All because Eddie saw something inside that he was desperate to get. Whatever it was he was refusing to tell Steve who was now pressed up against the wall between the claw machine and some arcade machine. He’s confident that the other has blown at least a hundred dollars trying to get whatever he wanted.

His tongue stuck out in concentration, refusing to let Steve talk to him as it would distract him. Steve doesn’t think much of what the other is doing. The other boy did wacky things all the time. This was one of those times as he waits patiently for the other to finish. Willing to stay all night if that meant he was able to spend time with Eddie.

Five minutes later, when the boy starts hopping up and down and throwing his hands excitedly in the air. Smiling brightly at Steve before he’s turning, bending down, and grabbing whatever he caught from the slot. Pulling it back and putting it behind his back quickly before Steve could see. Moving forward into his space, a smile tugged on the scar on his face. Not leaving any space between them. A look of confusion crossed over Steve’s face trying to figure out what the other was doing.

“So what did you win?” He asks curiously, wondering what the other had spent all that time on. Must’ve been worth it by the smile on his face.

“Oh nothing,” Eddie says tiling his head to the side dramatically. “Just, you know. A bat.” He takes the moment to pull the plushie up holding it by the wing as he dangles it in front of Steve who was starting to think confusion was his default setting.

“Oh?”

“Oh? A man spends two hours winning you a stuffed bat and all you have to say is oh?” Eddie’s teasing is continuous. Constantly wrapping itself around Steve with a soft flush as a result.

Steve begins to stutter over his words as he lifts his hand up, holding the stuffy carefully in both hands. His heart swells up as he realizes Eddie spent all that time for him. As the realization hits a dopey smile grows on Steve’s face, seemingly what Eddie had been searching for as his eyes flicker down to the other's lips. Moving a hand up and carefully setting it on the wall next to Steve’s head. Not caring how close they were. Both of their faces were pink and their hearts beating fast.

“So, watcha gonna name it?” Eddie asks with a smile, one that was reserved for Steve.

“Ozzy.”

“Holy shit, I am just a simple peasant to your royalty. Oh holy one, please grace me with your presence at mine tonight.” Eddie pulls back starting to bow down at the other as Steve laughs at his antics.

“Is that your way of asking me out?” He teases playfully.

“Yes, I guess it is,” Eddie responds, hand aimlessly moving to twirl the bat's wing with his finger as he smiles brightly at the other.

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chaoticshark98 · 11 months

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werewolf/vampire bruabba 👍🏽

#brubbaba bruabbisb bruabba yay !!#werewolf/vampire au because it seems very fitting for them #they dont get along at first but then bruno found himself coming back to her a lot then realized shes not a bad person just needed #someone to talk to (cause she lives alone in her huge ass castle 🤕🤕)#and abbacchio figured hes a big softy like bucciaratiis very intimidating but genuinely cares for her and and and #i would kill and die for them #jjba #jojos bizzare adventure vento aureo #leone abbacchio #bruno bucciarati #jjba part 5 #bruabba #🐺🧛🏽‍♀️! bruabba au

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kazemi-archive · 4 months

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Cuffing Season with Zoro

A confession for Cille (@bby-deerling) a friends to lovers story

Where: Outside the Sunny How: Your back had grown numb against the plush ground, the cold seeping through even your warmest clothes. Your eyes were closed lightly as you faced the soft light radiating from the sky. You could feel the snow falling gently on your face, melting almost immediately against the warmth of your skin but bringing you a sense of serenity nonetheless.

A sudden shadow blocked out your light and you found yourself blinking your eyes open, trying to adjust your vision to see who it was. Your lips formed a smile as you took him in. A soft halo of light circled Zoro’s head as he looked down at you. You couldn’t make out his expression at first, the light behind him creating a sort of ethereal glow to his figure. You giggled a little when thinking of him as a sort of angel.

“What are you doing?” The presence of his gruff voice seemed to bring you back to present along with his expression finally coming into sight. Eyebrows scrunched together in confusion, eye squinted down at where you lay surrounded by the snow.

“Relaxing in the snow.” You answer simply, smile decorating your lips as you glance up at your friend, clearly amused by his confusion. “Care to join?”

“Aren’t you cold?” Even as he asks the question, he sinks his body into the snow next to yours, enjoying the way your eyes trace his movements until he lands with a thud next to you.

“Incredibly so.” You laugh as your head instinctually falls to his shoulder, a habit you’d picked up from the many late night watches you’d accompanied him on. Where you’d first become friends, in the silence of the night as you talked and he listened.

He hums his acknowledgement and lets the two of you lapse into a comfortable silence. Your eyes trace the way the freezing waves lap at the side of the Sunny as it bobs on the surface. The dissipation of light is hardly noticeable to either of you until the firelight of a village in the distance begins to come into your sight off to the side.

It isn’t uncommon for these comfortable silences between Zoro and you to be paired with a subtle loss of time. Comfortability was something Zoro supplied you with endlessly, an unspoken tribute to the feelings you had for him. Anyone around the two of you could tell that the only reason Zoro let you as close as he always did was because he felt the same. Yet it stayed unspoken between the two of you.

The darkness enveloping the two of you became impossible to ignore and you sighed as you sat up straight. The last rays of light illuminated your figure as you shuffled slightly away from him, preparing to get up. A soft tug on your wrist caught your attention, keeping you sitting and drawing your eyes back to Zoro.

He stayed staring ahead, eye locked on the bobbing form of the Sunny. “Give it another minute, I have a gift for you.”

Skepticism seized your form, seeping into your expression as you raised an eyebrow at him. “Out here?” You smirked at him as you carefully watched his reaction, catching him rolling his eye. “Roronoa Zoro, secretly a softy?” You teased and he huffed a bit, grumbling as you laughed.

“Should tell them to call it off.”

You were quick to react, grasping his arm quickly. “No, no, no! I wanna know what it is.” A ghost of a smile graces his lips at your reaction and he physically turns you away from him and back towards the ship. You don’t notice it at first, a couple lights blinking on towards the back of the ship before the entire vessel lit up. Multicolored lights flickered awake all at once, pulling a quiet gasp out of your lips as your eyes took in the way that they twinkled in different timings. “You did this?” Your voice was soft, amazed, and his ghost of a smile seemed to spread.

He hoped that you wouldn’t notice the way his cheeks tinged from a quiet embarrassment, or that you’d at least attribute it to the cold. “I mean I pulled some favors with Franky but…” he trailed off, knowing that he couldn’t truly deny that he orchestrated it. He was the only one who had known, the one you’d told. “You mentioned it one night, missing them, I thought you’d enjoy it.”

Your heart softened as you watched him scratch at the back of his neck nervously. One night, one mention that he’d remembered after all this time. You leaned for him on instinct, lips brushing the skin of his cheek. “Thank you.” Your lips moved in a whisper against the skin and you could feel it heat.

He huffed a large breath of air but his stance softened, arm finding your waist as he pulled you closer. “Anything for you.” He mumbled the sentiment into a kiss placed on top of your head before letting the silence settle back around the two of you. The unspoken multiple steps closer to being spoken.

@/zorosprincess says: ‘no copying please ;p’

Cuffing Season Event

#𓇻 Cuffing Season #hi cille !!!#im so so sorry this is so late <//3 #but i hope you enjoy this sweet little thing #he's secretly a huge softy i just know it

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angelsdean · 4 months

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deleted scenes are always doubly canon to me, like they did Not want us to see that so it's even more real, and well, they did Not want us to see crowstiel bonding over their shared experiences with being human and how similar they really are, both very old supernatural beings that are so unlike their kind, too feeling, too human. and both very much in love with *ehem* humanity (one singular human man). but like, that look they share after dean comes into the room, after crowley asks "pfft why would anyone want to be a stupid stinking emotional pile of meat?" that look. they're both answering the question. why would they want to be human? for him. to not have to live forever without him after he dies. (not that they need to be human to be with dean. monsterfucker dean is a-ok with their non-humanness). but also that look is saying, "yea we don't actually despise humanity. we don't actually think they're all gross fleshy things. we love that one, right? yea. we love that one."

and well i JUST. i'm very emotional abt it 2 bee honest. like yes the gay-on-gay violence and animosity is a big part of crowstiel, but. there's also this deep understanding, this deep recognition in the other. they are two sides of the same coin. even beyond their love for dean, they are just, these outcasts among their kind. they are peers.

#and i think. given the right circumstances. no apocalypses no sides to be on. crowstiel could become very fond of each other #i mean crowley already is fond of cas #he saves him multiple times. yes partly for dean. but also bc crowley is a huge softie #anyways. emo abt them #crowstiel #drowstiel #vic.txt

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a-drawing-nerd · 2 months

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Adiós, ASSH*LE! 💥

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darubyprincx · 6 days

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tom syndicate is the type of guy to angrily throw a pillow across the room in a moment of rage, instantly feel like shit about it, and apologize to the pillow even though its very much an inanimate object that does not have feelings or emotions or even a nervous system

#ray's tag #mcyt #synhd #mianite #he acts like hes tough shit but hes really just a huge softie who cares so much. love him

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acepalindrome · 2 years

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“Lady Edelgard, I don’t think it’s wise for you to get so soft and emotionally attached to our classmates. No, I am NOT getting attached too, I’m merely using our peers to further our own ambitions. That’s why I’m giving Caspar a pep talk and letting Dorothea give me a cute nickname without complaint, it’s just to improve morale. Excuse me a moment, I need to pin flowers on my cloak because it makes Bernadetta feel more secure and buy fancy tea for Ferdinand so I can give it to him while blushing. All for our ambitions. I am so smart and cold hearted and I don’t need anyone. I passed out yesterday from working too hard and Linhardt had to carry me to the infirmary.”

#i love hubert he’s so dumb #hubert von vestra #ooohh big scary man like you aren’t a huge softy the minute someone works their way into your heart #fe3h

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panda-of-the-trash · 6 months

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Drabble 6: My Nightmare, my asshole

There were some things Cross kept secret from everyone, even Nightmare.

Things like his past, the horrors of his childhood and early adolescence too great to burden someone else with.

Things like his desires. His job was to serve and give, not to demand and take. Cross knew he found himself in a good situation with his relationship with Nightmare. He knew he’d never again have to worry about when his next meal was coming or if he’d have to huddle into a corner to sleep.

Things like his fears. He’d lived terrors. All of them had but all of them were different. And Cross would never give anyone else a chance to hurt him with those fears.

Or so he thought.

It was a warm morning, a bright morning. A stripe of sunlight fell through an opening in the heavy curtains. It hit his face and he scrunched it up a little. Darn sunlight.

He turned over to his lover´s side, patting around for him. A groan left his mouth when he felt the side was empty. Slowly opening his eyes to see where his source of warmth was, he noticed something else close to his face.

There, right in front of him, was a plushie

A cow plushie.

Screaming, Cross shot up and launched himself from the bed, hitting the ground with a loud thump. Quickly scrambling up, he grabbed his boot and yeeted it at the plushie, successfully getting it off their bed.

Nightmare, in the middle of brushing his teeth, came to see what was happening. He looked at Cross, who was now backed up against the opposite wall, with a confused look.

Cross looked at him, murder in his eyes. “Did you put that there? Nightmare did you fucking put that there??”

Nightmare blinked. “What are you talking about? What did I put where??” his voice sounded muted because of the toothbrush.

“The goddamn cow thing, did you put it on our bed?!”

“Oh you mean this?” Nightmare went to pick up the plushie and held it in front of Cross with a lopsided grin. “This little thing?”

Cross frantically grabbed his other boot, getting into launch position. “Get that thing away from me!!” He screeched, waving his boot around in Nightmare´s direction.

"Alright alright calm down!” Nightmare quickly put it away, somewhere that Cross couldn't see it. That didn't lessen his unease in the slightest. Nightmare looked at him, a little incredulous. "Really? That little thing did it for you?”

Cross glared at him, boot still in hand. Oh he should've known Nightmare would do this. They were visiting a Neutral AU and they´d come across a field of cows and Nightmare had stopped to look at them for a while. He must've felt how uneasy Cross felt.

He couldn't help them. They were so big and clearly the lights were not on upstairs. They could easily trample you or snatch you up like it was nothing. And those eyes. Those big, black, round, soulless eyes. The way they stared at him was so scary. It was like staring off into the void. The same with those black spots. It was like he could fall into them and he´d really rather not take that chance.

“Oh you attentive asshole-” Cross glared at him, walking closer with a certain determination. Nightmare grinned atim in return. “You, oh you, you, you!” He emphasized each ´you´ with a finger pressing on Nightmare´s chest.

Finally, Nightmare took the toothbrush out of his mouth. “Me?”

“Out of all things to notice about me! You went with the cow phobia??”

Nightmare chuckled softly, catching Cross´s hand with his own. “Darling you have to admit it's a little funny.”

“How is it funny??” Cross huffed

“Well they're cows! They barely do anything. They just stand there and stare.”

“Exactly! They stand there and stare at you with those big empty eyes!”

Nightmare laughed softly, rubbing his hand. “Oh darling…it's just a little silly. Besides you love chocolate and chocolate milk, how does that work hmm? You know that mil-”

Cross snatched his hand out of Nightmare´s and covered his mouth. "No! Don't you dare!! You are not going to ruin the wonderful experience that is chocolate for me-” He cringed a little when Nightmare licked his hand, pulling it back. “Real mature.”

“Says the one covering my mouth.” Nightmare grinned, leaning over to peck his cheek. “Don't worry I won't do it again”

“Yeah you better not-” Cross cringed at the toothpaste the peck left on his cheek, wiping it on a towel.

. . .

A few years later, Cross was peacefully reading when Incubux ran up to him. He looked up at her, smiling. His blood ran cold however when he saw what his eldest daughter was holding.

Those spots. Those eyes.

“Hey sweetie, where did you find that?” He gently picked her up, trying to keep the cow plushie out of his face.

“Closet.” She mumbled, holding it close.

Cross hummed softly, glancing at Nightmare sitting opposite them and watching them with a smug grin. “Would you mind giving it to dadda? He's going to need it when he sleeps on the couch tonight.”

#panya writes crossmare #crossmare #crightmoss #nightcross #cross sans #nightmare sans #i'm making Nightmare out to be a huge dick but really he's a softie #i just have yet to show y'all lmao

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ofthehands · 2 months

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I wonder how little the Sawyer brothers were when they started helping their Grandpa at the slaughterhouse. With child labor laws, of course, they wouldn’t technically be able to start working at the slaughterhouse till 14 or 16 or so, but tbh my grandparents do similar work and I started helping my Grandpa when I was like 6-10.

How old do you think they were when they first watched a cow get slaughtered? When they first participated? Did they start by dragging the bodies away, or did Grandpa want them slitting throats and bashing in heads as soon as possible, so they could live up to his legacy? How long were they spending in the slaughterhouse, with the smells and sounds and sights of dead and dying cattle? How young were they when they watched the meat get prepared- when they watched them get strung up, watched the innards get tugged out? How old were they when they got used to it all? When the violence didn’t matter to them any more?

And of course, if they were raised in the other kind of meat too, how old were they the first time they did all that to a human?

#tcm #texas chainsaw massacre #i didnt really get to do much when i was like a little kid “helping” my grandpa #but he was trying to get me desensitized to the sights/sounds/ smell of cattle in pain #which backfired spectacularly lol im a huge softie with animals now #i was just thinking about that recently and it made me wonder if the sawyer boys would have gone through a similar process #of desensitization and toughening up

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shima-draws · 1 year

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What’s your favorite thing about Perry?

I HAVE A LOT OF FAVORITE THINGS ABOUT HIM.......I think one of the best things tho is how quickly he shifts from being absolutely done with everything to being the best listener and supportive friend you could ask for. There's a lot of episodes where he shows up to thwart Doof and he's all business but when things get into sad/trauma territory he's very sympathetic and non-judgemental about it;; which I think Doof appreciates a lot. ALSO he's a very 'go with the flow' type of person (platypus? lol) and can adapt to spontaneous situations so quickly. All those times where Doof invites him to do smth fun or crazy he just shrugs and goes you know what yeah okay I'm in and I love that about him 🤧

#Also the fact that like. He's SUCH an expressive character #He's got so much personality and he doesn't even talk. He's a very silent character but he's also SO loud with his actions #One of my favorite tropes I've learned is 'quiet serious character who is secretly a huge softie/sweetheart on the inside'#That's Perry. That's literally Perry #He's just so. Good. He's such a good person #He's almost always willing to put up with Doof's shenanigans and honestly? King behavior #And he lets Doof vent and go off about the things he's upset about too and always listens #No wonder Doof adores him so much. I would too #AND HE LOVES PHIN AND FERB SO MUCH. HE CARES ABOUT HIS BOYS MORE THAN ANYTHING AND I JUST. AGHGHHHH #I have a lot of feelings about Perry at all times. I just care him so much #PnF #Phineas and Ferb #Shima answers questions

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sass-squat · 1 year

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I am a huge advocate for the secretly soft big brother Legend agenda

#my art #loz #linkeduniverse #lu wind #lu legend #linked universe #I decided to try out a new sketching brush and legend just materialized lookin all fond and soft and shit #why is it that the silly little doodles always wind up looking better than the actual drawings I put effort into?#is there a science behind that?#anyways I live for Legend being a huge softy underneath all that angst he has going on #I need someone to write more fics about it honestly I’d totally draw more silly little doodles for the fic if someone would write it 😭

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fouralignments · 2 years

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Soft dadneto is the best dadneto!

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rubbersoles19 · 1 year

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ROTTMNT/Ducks Crossover 3:

Raphael and Negaduck, red smashy boys!

Please reblog here on Tumblr, but don't post it anywhere else ❤️💚

#ducks #darkwing duck #7 am est #rottmnt #rottmnt raph #drawing #rubbersoles19 #srsly these two styles go together so well #raph's scars glow now bc he deserves to glow as much as his brothers #fallen in love with the idea of raph having a spiky tail #i don't make it very big but it's spiky #more spikes for the big huge softy

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thal-ent · 4 months

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Thinking about.... Subtle ways to show how a relationship is changing in just the speech.... Or how someone is special to a person because they're the only one who get to use a nickname.... Going from a formal way to adress someone to a casual one.... From last name to first name....

#thal talk #i'm a hopeless romantic yadda yadda #also a huge softie for when in french characters go from 'vous' to 'tu' when talking to someone #also not to think about my blorboc but Virgil only lets two people use a nickname and one of them is because no matter what he can't stop it #tachi's little bro energy is just too strong #and the other is just because. yea. Bastien can use a nickname. it's not a big deal he's his friend after all......

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