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starryylies · 2 months

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extra gentle sex w Simon is vbfjkdwmqonbyveirujhqlguyjui pleasssseeee :3 /nf

Gentle and somft sex with Simon

Thank you so much for the ask anon!!!

Simon would def enjoy this

Gentle sex with Simon would be so precious

because of

The way his hips gently roll against yours as he cups your face

The way your eyes get stained with tears because it feels so fucking good

The was he kisses those tears off, holding your hand as he thrusts deeper

The way he watches each expression on your face,

The Way his pace increases as he feels your walls tighten around him

The way he shares a sloppy kiss with you as he drains his seed in your womb

The way he lays on top of you holding onto your body as he cradles his head into your chest

The way he holds you like that the entire night

With his cock inside your tight cunt as you milk him dry.

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rosella-writes · 9 months

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How about 'pulling them closer into their arms' for whoever you want to feel somft about??

Okay yeah, here’s some tent snuggles for Rhiannon and Zevran. 💚

I could warm your bed.

“Not like that, Zev,” she told him.

“What better way is there?” asked the son of a whore, raised by whores.

Rhiannon thought of his mother — who had never gotten to hold her son, to teach him another kind of touch. The others had tried, she was sure, but there was only so much they could have done. And then the Crows came.

So she pulled his hands away from her hips and looped his arm around her waist instead.

He was only slightly shorter and smaller than she, but she still pulled him close as if he weighed next to nothing. His body was tense, only for a moment, then relaxed as she settled his head on her shoulder and put her nose to his scalp. All his tight muscle, rope-firm under his skin, became soft and softer still as she began to play with his long, soft hair.

What was absentminded for her was revolutionary for him. He didn’t seem to know what to do — it was only when she cuffed his wrist again and pulled it around to her back that he finally let his arm drape over her waist. He seemed like he was holding his breath, but then she scratched at a spot at the nape of his neck and he let out a huff of air beneath her ear.

“There you are, love,” she murmured, so quietly she could barely even hear herself.

He pulled back, but his body wasn’t tense — she turned to look down at him, just to find him looking at her with a soft expression in those amber eyes. It was completely unlike when he wanted to kiss her, or tried to turn on the charm. He blinked slowly, hummed as she continued to rub gently at his scalp, then let his eyes droop shut.

Rhiannon lost track of time. The glow of the fire past the canvas wall of their tent dimmed, and dimmed, then was gone. Only blue light remained to cast shadows on Zevran’s relaxed face and highlight each of his long, pale lashes. She lost herself in touching him — smoothing wrinkles from his forehead with the flat of her thumb, pressing the tips of her fingers into the tight, stressed muscles of his shoulders and neck, scratching her nails down his back, over his shirt, to soothe instead of rile up. At some point he began breathing out happy little hums of pleasure at the touch.

By the time she’d nearly drifted off, Zevran had fully relaxed, with his legs entangled with hers and his hand tucked beneath the hem of her shirt to rest against the warmth of her back. She sleepily pulled back again and looked at him, just to find him watching her from beneath nearly-shut lids.

“What?” she chuckled, then touched her nose to his.

He didn’t respond with words — instead, he smiled, then kissed her. Not on the mouth, despite her lips being so near, but on her cheek, then her chin. Then he tucked his face into the curve of her neck and pressed one last, chaste kiss to her throat before humming a contented sigh.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“And I you,” he murmured, “my Grey Warden.”

#zevwarden #zevran arainai #rhiannon mahariel #zevran x warden #zevran x mahariel #my writing #dao #dragon age #dragon age origins

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cosmic-d1ce · 1 year

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Somft FML Missa and Phil in honour of our boy's return <3

Phil watched Chayanne bounce on his trampoline with Tallulah, giggling and squealing, a sound he hadn't realised he'd miss so much. He smiled as Chayanne stopped to backflip, unable to see anything but Charlie. Tallulah clapped and squealed in delight as Chayanne stood proudly before her.

As the kids continued to play, Phil felt Missa put his hand gently over his. Missa's hands were cold despite the sun and warm weather. He was always cold. Phil looked at his partner, some part of his brain nagging him to just make sure.

But Forever's hands were warm.

"Your hands are so soft." Missa said, looking down at their hands, "I almost forgot." He smiled behind his mask, but Phil could hear a tinge of bitter guilt in his sweet tone.

"I'm sorry." Phil replied, like clockwork. A conditioned response, the only thing he could think to say most of the time.

He had nothing to apologize for. He never did. Missa was never upset with him. Always happy, always gentle. He wasn't going to hurt him. Never.

"Stop apologizing for nothing!" Missa tutted, shaking his head. "It's not your fault you were gone for so long." He squeezed Phil's had gently, reassuring, careful not to hurt him.

"I know." Another apology got caught in his throat.

Missa seemed to know, as he always did. "We'll work on it, it's okay."

Although his face was hidden behind a mask, Phil could read his expression easily. A soft smile and a determined, sincere glint in his eyes. He smiled back before glancing down at their hands again, then back to the kids.

Missa's gaze lingered and Phil couldn't help but look back. "What? Stop." He laughed.

"No! You're so pretty, I want to look at you!"

"Stop-"

"Never."

Missa took his hand away from Phil's and moved close enough to brush stray hairs from Phil's face.

"Your face is warm." Missa laughed as he put hia hand on Phil's cheek, gentle and cold. Phil leaned into Missa's touch, giggling as he felt his face get hot.

Missa guided Phil closer to him. The sound of his laughter was addictive, and he loved that it was so easy for him. Missa wanted nothing more that to kiss him, but was far too aware of the two children nearby, watching them intently. Phil didn't seem to notice them.

Phil leaned closer and bumped their foreheads together.

That would do. That was okay. Missa was, more than anything, happy that Phil felt safe enough to initiate. It was okay that he couldn't say how much he loved his husband. This was okay. This was enough.

#SCREAMS #I love them sm im so happy missa is back #qsmp #qsmp philza #qsmp missa #forever my love au #philza #missa sinfonia #qsmp shipping #q!philza #q!missa

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thelemoncoffee · 10 months

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weird little emotional au

Au where Shuichi is a villianized vigilanti and Kokichi's a conartist-criminal.

It kicks off with one very bad day where Kokichi gets on a hero's bad side and is targeted by them, but Shuichi catches wind of it and decides to rescue him in return for Kokichi using his conartist skills to help him in his "evil" endevors.

it then becomes a mess where as the work together they slowly catch feelings, but fear expressing them due to the nature of their deal making any kinds of advancing seem bad. Shuichi worries it'll be read as manipulative as he's kinda the one with control here, and Kokichi fears his job makes him lesser in Shuichi's eyes and thus off his romantic radar.

this self made barriar they've built does not stop them from caring about one another tho, and over time they get progressively more protective of one another and worry for the others saftey all the time. this eventually all boils over when one of them gets seriously hurt.

in true emotionally constipated fashion, while the other is bed ridden slowly healing from the injury and falling in and out of conciousness alot, the other has a mild breakdown and confesses his love for him thinking he won't hear/remember. news flash- he does, and makes sure the other knows the feelings are mutual asap.

they're so fucking somft man, all they have as "villians" is one another and they are holding on for dear life

#danganronpa #ndrv3 #danganronpa v3 #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #saiouma #au prompt #au idea #au #kai prompts

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accio-victuuri · 1 year

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director fu attended one of btf’s viewing and expressed his thoughts :

During the Spring Festival, I went to see Wuming by myself, and then I went to see it again. I don’t know. I was still asking myself whether it was Wuming one or King of the Sky. I can see a little bit of his step by step growth. I think that of course there is a director who thinks that there is a teacher's help. Is the point of view that he ( yibo ) is like my son? *laughs* That's not the meaning. I am very happy to see the competition of a well-known and talented actor. There are many times when he makes a shot. At that moment, he doesn’t need any training, but should he? I think I’m very happy today, very happy, very happy Uh, I didn't expect it to be so good. It's a bit unfair to say, but to be honest, It exceeded my expectations when I entered this theater. I think Chinese movies are actually like this kind of film. Everyone has a fixed pattern when entering this theater. When the audience is looking forward to it, the audience is looking forward to the typed expression of a genre film. Whether the typed expression of a genre film uses real emotions to express the delivery, and the delivery is true. — video source —

Noooooo! This is making me so somft. Director Fu has always been in Yibo’s corner. He’s the one i really remember who was very vocal in praising Bobo’s acting skills in BAH and how he has a bright future as an actor. I don’t think people were taking him seriously and thought he was just hyping the drama — but he was right. He always believed in Yibo. 💟

and yes, that’s Du Hua right next to him! they even took a selfie! lol DH, i know you took a selfie with Yibo too, so please share with us 🫵🏻

#wang yibo #born to fly #born to fly movie #i hope they work together again 🫶#3 other people from BAH attended. BAH crew really loves him 🥹🥹🥹🥹

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piracytheorist · 11 months

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What's this? More clueless reacting?

Continuation of this as @yumeka-sxf outdid themselves and sent me more out-of-context spoiler-free manga screenshots.

Reminder to not spoil me about those. Let me have my fun.

This four five "six"-year-old is going through. A Lot. I kinda love how that ranges from difficult math problems to protecting her loved ones from bombs, which should be terrifying but I am not immune to Endo's writing and humor. All Forgers deserve their peace and what Anya deserves in particular is to get more rascal gremlin time than stressed gremlin time.

That's more like it! Badass Anya!

Since That scene of "there's a trace of true emotion in his smile" I am growing weak on the knees every time Loid smiles because. How do I know for sure it's all fake? What is there to dispute my view that his expressions are starting to betray his true emotions?

*grasps chest* *gently touches screen* *screams*

SOMFT 😭😭 Is he looking at Anya here I am going to SCREAM if he's looking at Anya here. Or even just thinking about them I'd take anything. MY SOUL FOR SOMFT LOID 😭😭😭😭😭

I've been so used to such expressions that I immediately assume something funny is happening here. I cannot for the life of me make out the environment around him, or if he could be shocked by looking at something/someone or is just leaning back and having a CrisisTM and staring at the void. Could be just Anya being 0.1 seconds away from accidentally revealing she knows he's a spy, though. Or maybe Yor made another exhibit of her super strength and he's left with the most confusing boner of his life.

Speaking of Yor...

Oh boy I sure hope that doesn't awaken anything in me :) Is she killing someone or trying to cook? I love not knowing.

1. More adorable Yor that deserves the best and 2. WHO HURT HER. SHE LOOKS SAD. WHOM DO I HAVE TO BEAT UP. IS IT LOID IMMA BEAT HIS SHIT UP I DON'T CARE. Or maybe she's just shy about something. I love not knowing!

Again that's probably like, something funny happening here. Those two don't have normal reactions to normally frightening stuff. That's why they're made for each other :D

Like sister, like brother am I right. What is he so shocked about. Did Loi-Loi kiss Yor's hand I wish lol and that shan't happen? I love how when ShockTM happens, Endo takes the "square mouth" route.

A fancy man! I genuinely love not knowing what's happening you have no idea.

This could be Becky's reaction to thinking about or seeing Loid but it's gonna make my heart grow three times its size if it's Anya she's so loving with ;_;

LMAO those were sent in random order but putting them together makes it look like it's progress from one to the other. What is Bond all shoujo-filtered about. Is it a good steak? Anya being adorable? And then he's sweating about stuff again. I love (painful) how being a part of the Forger family means dealing with unimaginable stress. Is he thinking about Yor's poisonous cooking? That might make his blushed reaction the opposite then... thinking about Loid's cooking XD

I smell character development. He's sweating in both cases so in the first one he's not just being a little shit. It means Stuff is happening. Do you see what a few drops of manga sweat can do.

For some reason it's in this one that I see his O_O expression and I'm like "oh serious stuff is happening is his father being horrible to him again" instead of thinking that it could be a funny moment. I love not knowing and I love not knowing when those stuff will happen, I genuinely mean it.

#nette speaks #nette reacts #sxf

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inquisimer · 2 years

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Feeling a bit soft for the Cullenmance. Cullen x Neria Surana Lavellan. Random Ship Dynamics: Consistently cold x A very cuddly person who just happens to be warm

this prompt was SO my brand, thank you Wren🥰🥰

some somft established relationship for @dadrunkwriting tonight

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“Why do you wear this…thing?”

Neria padded around Cullen’s desk, the report she was meant to be reviewing forgotten on a side table. She plucked a stray thread and some fuzz off his mantle and threaded her fingers in the ridiculous fluff of the garment, sliding her arms around his neck and tucking her chin over one shoulder.

His attention hardly wavered. “Hmm?”

With a smooth snap of her wrists, Neria jerked the mantle from his shoulders, stepping back so she came well out of his reach with her prize. Faced with the sudden chill of his office across his shoulders, Cullen’s head finally snapped up. An annoyed grimace twisted his face.

“Why do you wear this monstrosity?” Neria repeated, swinging it around her own shoulders. It dwarfed her comically, like a child playing dress-up with their parents’ clothes. It fell to her thighs and practically doubled her girth with floof alone. Cullen’s frustration melted into soft amusement and he rubbed one hand across his tired, half-shaved expression.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we’ve made our headquarters in the upper reaches of the Frostback Mountains.” His chair screeched against the stone as he joined her near the bookshelves.

“You don’t know if I’ve noticed?” Neria leaned back and jerked her chin up to where a beam of late-afternoon sun was sneaking down from his loft. “I’m not the one with a hole in my roof.”

“Well that’s why I need the fur,” Cullen plucked the mantle from her shoulders and returned it to his, tucking his chin deep in the fur so only his eyes peeked over the edge. “It saves Inquisition resources and keeps me warm.”

“And what of visitors to this decrepit office of yours?”

Cullen scoffed, settling back into his chair. “You’re like a furnace, love. If you weren’t so functional I’d be carting you off to the healers to treat your fever.”

“Think of your poor scouts,” Neria insisted, even as she slipped back to his side, sidling alongside the chair he hadn’t quite pulled in and tossing her legs across his lap so she could stretch like a cat up around his neck. Her face found purchase under his chin and she made a contented sound. “They can’t be expected to give proper reports if their teeth are chattering.”

“Believe me, the scouts are the last thing on my mind right now,” Cullen murmured. He tucked his chin slightly to press a kiss to the top of her head, then hooked his ankles around one leg of his desk and pulled them close enough that he could catch the half-read report in one hand. His other hand stroked down Neria’s braid almost absentmindedly, but soothing in a way that made her eyes drift shut and a sub-audible hum vibrate her throat.

Her own report stayed forgotten across the room, as she clung to the comfort of his consistent embrace and Cullen held her like the most precious heating rune that ever existed. Neria sighed.

The spat between noble houses in eastern Orlais would hold for a few hours. Someone would need the Inquisitor before long, but for now, she was content to drift, warm and loved, in this space between waking and sleeping.

#dadwc #my writing #dragon age fanfic #dragon age #dai #cullavellan #cullen x inquisitor #cullen x lavellan #oc: neria surana lavellan #neria x cullen #cullen rutherford

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softguarnere · 2 years

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Hey, Dove. Wanted to say that the somft Bill fic is awesome and I 100% melted while I was reading it, thank you very much! (also it's so nice reading about writer's fave, I can feel feels)

I'd like to make one more request if you're not too tired of me sending them hehe. So, here's this trope:

And I would eat up anything with that. Could be headcanons, but an one-shot is good as well. Again, pairing is dealer's choice <3

Don't You Feel My Heart Go?

Shifty Powers x reader

A/N: Ainslynn my dear, I always smile when I see your requests in my inbox :) As someone who struggles to come up with prompts and good starting places for fics, I appreciate every one 😘 And I'm glad that you liked the last fic! I'm back on my there's not a lot of Shifty content and I'm determined to remedy that agenda, so I hope you enjoy this one, and thank you for another wonderful request. (This is written for the fictional depiction from the show -- no disrespect to the real life veterans!) 💕🕊️

Warnings: blood, injury, mentions of war

In hindsight, deciding to have a race in the unknown Austrian terrain probably wasn’t a great idea. Especially not after the afternoon rain shower a few hours before, which has kept the landscape shiny under a thin layer of water.

“You think this is enough to get me sent home?” It’s supposed to be a joke, but Shifty doesn’t laugh. Bright eyes hide beneath furrowed brows as he glances up from your scraped leg.

He sighs and leans back on his heals. “I don’t understand, (Y/N). You manage to go the whole war without gettin’ hurt, and then right as it’s about to end, you find a way to break your streak.”

“Hey, I haven’t gone the whole war. I accidentally burnt myself with your lighter back in Holland, remember?”

“Yeah. But that wasn’t too bad. You weren’t gonna get sent home over it.”

It’s not just a scraped leg, you have to remind yourself every time you even think about putting pressure on it. You had experienced plenty of those in childhood during rough play outside to know the difference. No, this is worse, no matter how much you would rather not admit it. Your shoe had sunk into a moist patch on the road, causing you to lose balance and skid a little down the path. Nothing that you hadn’t done while running up Currahee during Basic. But there’s a long cut tracing down the side of your calf that stings whenever you so much as look at it.

“Where’s Tab? He should have been able to find a medic by now.” Shifty looks around with a frown. You’ve seen him upset before – who have you not seen get upset about one thing or another throughout the war? – but this is different. He usually looks pensive, deep in thought, when something bothers him. Now it’s as if a cloud has fallen over his sunshine face.

“I’m sure he’s fine.”

“But you’re not. Look at your leg!”

You would prefer to not look at your leg, actually. To see your friends and fellow soldiers suffer injuries and wounds in combat is one thing, but to see yourself bleed? It’s one of the only things in the war that has made your stomach turn.

“I don’t know what to do.” Fear creeps into your voice, mingled with the stinging pain that you’ve been trying to ignore. The change in your tone softens Shifty’s expression. He glances again between your leg and the direction that Tab headed when he left to go get help.

“I’m no medic, but maybe we should try to stop the bleeding?” He stands, and before you can figure out what he’s doing, he takes off his t-shirt and rips the hem to create a thin strip. Using the larger section of the fabric, he carefully begins to wipe away any dirt or blood from the cut, apologizing any time that you hiss in pain. Then he takes the smaller section of fabric and tries to bandage the wound with it.

He talks the entire time – half assuring you that you’re doing fine and will be okay, and half scolding you for agreeing to Talbert’s race and injuring yourself – but you only catch bits and pieces of what he’s saying. You’re more focused on the way he gently treats the cut, the way his fingers on your leg cause a warm and funny feeling to run through you. Sunlight shines on his light hair and casts shadows across his face in a way that highlights his fine features. And, most noticeably, he's shirtless, which, for all your closeness with him during the past few years, you’ve never experienced before.

In the past, there have been a few times that Shifty has said something, smiled a certain way, or generally just existed, where something about him has caused your heart to speed up. But there was a war going on, so you had always pushed those feelings about your friend aside. Now though, with the war in Europe over . . . You can’t look away from the man in front of you.

“ – everyone wants to get home somehow, but I’d be so sad to see you go . . .” He looks up then and meets your eyes. Your heart pounds when you realize that he’s caught you staring at him, and you pray that he can’t hear it.

“(Y/N)?”

“Is that why you’re upset?” You ask as the meaning behind his words finally hits you. “You don’t want me to go home?”

Pink tinges his cheeks like the first notes of dawn on a spring morning. “I would miss you.”

“I would miss you, too.” It’s not a particularly hot day, just pleasantly warm, but for some reason you feel like you’re boiling under his gaze. Your words are true – you would miss Shifty, but the more that you think about it, the more that you realize that you wouldn’t miss parting with him the way that you have with other friends. No, when you think about heading home, something heavy – longing – tugs on your heart strings. Could that be what Shifty is feeling too?

Only one way to find out, you suppose.

“Shifty – “ Has your throat always been this dry? You take a breath before you continue, “ – I don’t want to miss you.”

He lifts an eyebrow at your word choice. “I don’t want to miss you either.” He ties off the end of his makeshift bandage and sits back. “Listen, I know that this isn’t the best time to say this . . .”

“Yes?”

“But with the war, I suppose there will never be any proper time.” He glances up at you with something new on his face. Strong, sharpshooter Shifty looks almost nervous, which you can’t remember ever seeing him do before. “I like you, romantically. I could just never find the right way to tell you that.”

Every emotion that you’ve been pushing aside for the past few years seems to slam into you with full force. Your racing heart trips over them. “I feel the same way about you.”

His face lights up, his smile chasing away the anxiety from a moment before. In your relief, you have to laugh, only to wince at a sudden stabbing pain in your leg. Once it passes, you try to flash him a reassuring smile.

“If it took me sliding down a hill for us to admit that to each other, then limping around for a few days will be worth it.”

“Well, you’re lucky that I’m strong enough to carry you around,” Shifty says, nodding towards the piece of t-shirt wrapped around your leg. “because I don’t think the medics are going to let me be your personal doctor.”

The way that his face lights up with his sweet smile at his own joke sends a new rush of emotions over you, but this time you don’t try to push them away. You feel yourself smile in a way that matches his own – it feels good.

Yes, you tell yourself, despite your hurt leg, worth it.

#it took me entirely too long to figure out where I was going with this one #oops #shifty powers x reader #shifty powers #band of brothers #band of brothers x reader #my writing #band of brothers fanfic #band of brothers imagine #tumblr friends

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persianflaw · 2 months

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hi prax my friend prax. first of all i wanted to say how much i love your header image. anyway. that's not what i came here for. i came here to tell you how much i love seeing you on the dash and how i appreciate you in my life. you always keep it real!! i hope you have a nice day <3

🥺🥺🥺 anon this is such a sweet, lovely message to receive you're making me feel so somft ❤️ i wish i could use my discord emojis here bc i have one that perfectly expresses the 🥺🫠🥰 that i want to convey

and tysm!! it's really pretty, isn't it? it actually isn't the specific picture i really like using as my december header - similar vibe, but it's a photo - but i love this one too. but it's definitely time to change it, lol. i kept it after xmas bc i figured it could work as a general winter theme too, but we're halfway through march now. gotta do some spring cleaning 😤💪

this is the whole image! i believe it was painted by richard savoie

#ask #anon #housekeeping tag

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saltymongoose · 2 years

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NO BECAUSE WHY CAN I SEE PHOBOS FINDING BIG PLAYER IN A MASSIVE RANDOM AAHW ROOM WHILE LOOKING FOR THE AUDITOR AND GOING LIKE "‼‼‼‼"

Naw just us picking him up and being like "somft 👉👈" and just kinda holding him with one hand

Just holding him next to our face while hes sputtering looking for words to tell us just how devoted to us hes been, how long he's waited for this but he is just too flustered for that, being immediately entirely into the idea of us overpowering him along with anything else in nevada and finding it very appealing

I think it would honestly be really funny for Phobos to be so small compared to you. It's comical for you because yeah, he's this powerful megalomaniac dictator, but he's also like the size of a Ken Doll so he's just not threatening at all lol. But to Phobos, this is something very serious. Not only has he stumbled upon the living space of his God, but he was blessed with the sight of your grand figure in the flesh. He'd been waiting for this moment for years, but now that it was actually happening, he didn't know what to do or say. He'd been preparing for it of course, but all the speeches and prayers that he'd written down and memorized jumbled together as he tried to address you properly in the way you deserved. How could a simple few sentences convey the true depth of his devotion towards you?

His state only worsens when you actually pick him up and bring him to eye-level to get a better look at him. You can hear his praises about how holy you are and how much he's done for you, though it's barely coherent, phrases jumbled together as he takes in the shining colors that make up your irises (colors that he'd never even seen in Nevada) and the sheer power that you exuded. From this close, your warmth was burning, and the feeling of your eyes on him, looking over him with a painfully fond expression (at least to him) was almost too much. Being the focus of your attention like this was overwhelming, but he didn't want to be anywhere else. From his place in the palm of your hand, he was struck by how overpowering your godly presence was; you were truly the embodiment of might and power that he believed you were, and the idea of you using your strength on Nevada to shape it into your image (and perhaps on him too) was all too appealing. And he'd be at your side for this, of course, as your most loyal and dutiful servant. Really, a diety such as yourself only deserved the best of acolytes, and who else could possibly fulfill that role better than he, the God Emperor of Nevada?

(You watch with a slightly bemused expression as he devolves into a silent, awe-struck mess. You hadn't even said anything to him yet, what could've caused this extreme of a reaction?)

#tw: yandere #ask #i ❤️ anons

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muutos · 8 months

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William had made his way into Henry's space with two mugs of coffee, taking a seat on the sofa right beside him. Mug long since drained, he was sitting with one leg hooked over Henry's, Henry's hand pulled into his lap so he could trace patterns over his palm with fingertips. "Enough business talk, darling," he began, traces of a smile already hinting at his mouth. ( Knew he was being a hypocrite. ) He leaned his cheek against Henry's shoulder, fingers intertwining with Henry's. "The kids are out tonight. Come over. I'll make dinner." He left the decision of what lies to tell up to Henry, too busy admiring him. "I want you to myself for awhile, outside of this damn restaurant." ( s. somft ask time / @spring-lxcked )

@spring-lxcked / inbox call

ʟɪɴᴇs ᴏғ ᴄᴇɪʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇʏᴇs ᴇɴᴄᴀsᴇᴅ in glasses. square. nothing flashy. naught such that might draw unwanted attention. the eye of will was never something he imagined he'd gained, until he had it. [...] it had been a long time. yet, now he's not sure if it would be enough to lose it. might keep him in waking nightmare. the two settled into something familiar that makes the unease of their misdeeds almost comfortable. his own empty mug rests between thick freckled fingers that rests on his thigh. head leaning back against the back of the sofa. quite more the affectionate type than henry had ever expected. he was full of surprises wasn't he?

he'd almost lost track of time in the little bit of silence.

head tilts ever so slightly to the side, bearded mouth open as his eyes flutter along will's. hazels take in the smile, yet his own expression is unchanging. for now. though when will's head finds his shoulders, curls roll along plushness to rest forehead against the skull beneath. a scratchy sigh exhaled with the closing of his eyes. he indulges a bit of his restless leg, on free side.

it's shameful how easy he cracks. "alright." he'll tell the wife he's going over business, nothing much to worry about. won't mention the kids being out. it's not like going to will's for this sort of thing was common enough for concern.

"i can't say i blame you." he puts empty mug next to him. squeezing hand. something in his chest aches. makes him turn in, finding william's thigh with a firm press. i've missed this.

#misc * / answered #spring-lxcked #wtf this didn't even have to be sad tho?#03. thread — * henry emily.#07. freddy fazbear’s pizza verse — * henry emily.

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strykingback · 1 year

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@constellaris said!: I'M GONNA SPEAR TACKLE U WITH HUGS I SWEAR

Whats that more, Ritsu loving hours? Okay! Some reasons why you should follow them!

1.They have so many adorable muses ranging from males to females, and whether if you love Genshin, Fire Emblem, or even OC’s they are fanfreakintastic!

2. They are somft and frienly

3. Expect so many cute moments if your muse is paired up with one of Ritsu’s. How so? Take Leonidas and Hotaru for example as she helps him realize that he is worthy of love and helps him out of his shell a little more. Not to mention helping him express his feelings.

4. Did I already say that they are somft?

5. They have such amazing OC’s like hell its the amount of OC making that I just love so much! And the amount of love and passion they put in each one makes me so happy.

#constellaris #>:3c

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jaysavex · 1 year

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Hellooo it's me(🍒) I just want you to know that I opnined my tumbie today and reading your tags made me smile so much that I accidentally tossed my phone and couldn't find it for a good while (it was beHIND NY PILLOW WHAT THE FUCK I'm still mad about that BUT anyway

I've bee, n following you for a while now andhave been wanting to let you know YOUR.R ART IS SO LOVEY AND ASLO VERY AEETHETIC AND ADORABLE AND ABSOLUTE EYECANDY, BY THE WAY, AND I LOVE. HOW YOU DRAW THEM THEYRE SO CUTE AND SOMFT AND?? yoU DRAW ON YOUR PHONE WHAY THE FUCK IOUR ART IS GORGIS I COULD NEVER oUGH and this seemed like a good time to finallyet you know (I have wanted to scream at u for a rlly long time like. RLLY long I am just stupidly shy)

Any way get got you absolutely stunning jestie bestie moot🫀🫀❤️‍🔥this was a lot but I am not (just like a little bit kind of you know ) sorry

U ARE LITERALLY THE CUTEST THINF WVER HELLO HI OH MY GOD I'M PUTTING U IN MY POCKET AND UR NEVER LEAVING OH MY GODHSBFHKS BRO,,, I had?? No idea we were mutuals????? I'm such a dumbass who doesn't know how Tumblr works hellO???????????????? In absolute SHAMBLES rn this has made my week?? My month???? Year?? Hmbfjskh I adore u you're mine now I'm putting u in a tupperware container and feeding u grass like a little lizard I found on the porch

I LOVE UR ART SM TOO!!!! IT'S SO!!!!! !!! !!!!!!!!!!!!! ! HEMFNJSK!!!!!!!!! literally I wanna stuff it in my mouth like a squirrel n hoard it for the winter AA it's so pretty and sketchy and scrumptious and stylized and cool and perfect and ur expressions make me feel so many things like seriously they're so ridiculously funny how do u do it!!!! how come u haven't yelled at me sooner holy fuck scream at me all u want!! It's not a lot dwbi!!!!!!!! I'm kind of a lot too actually sorry for writing sm!!!!!!!! I'm gonna yell at u somuch more now I hope u know that, brace yourself >:(💖💖 this was a delight to read thank u thank u thanku, never be shy again you're more than welcome here I'll buy u pudding cups and give y fresh water 💖💖✨💖✨✨💖💖✨✨✨💖✨💖💖

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wren-of-the-woods · 1 year

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1, 7, 49 💜

1. What fic of yours would you recommend to someone who had never read any of your work? (In other words, what do you think is the best introduction to your fics?)

My instinct is I'll Stand Here With You, because it was the first fic of mine that got a lot of response and still has the most kudos out of anything I've written! It's also soft and feelsy which is still a pretty good indicator of what I like to write. I wrote that over a year ago, though... If I had to pick something more recent, I might say We'll Build a Den Out of Pillows (And Get Drunk Again) for the somfts and the inspiration from TAD or Home for the feels!

7. Any worldbuilding you’re particularly proud of?

I answered this here, but forgot to mention that I also have worldbuilding for fics that are as-of-yet unpublished! About a year ago I did a lot of worldbuilding for a mer!Jaskier fic which was never finished but which I'm still fond of, and I have a few other ideas floating around (soulmate AUs, a winged!Jaskier AU, etc) that would be very fun to worldbuild. So I suppose the answer is "as of now, only sort of, but hopefully more will come soon!"

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

I have a few things in the works that I hope to finish in time for some of next week's What About The Bard prompts!

Here's one from a 5+1:

Yennefer looked around. The small tent was very, very cramped. There was no way they were all going to be able to lay out their bedrolls.

Jaskier frowned, seeming to have come to the same conclusion. “Hold on. Where do we sleep?”

There was silence for a few long moments as everyone looked around them with expressions ranging from annoyance (Yennefer) to constipation (Geralt) to thoughtfulness (Jaskier). Ciri was the first one to speak.

“I guess we’ll just have to cuddle,” she said.

~

And here's a bit from a shorter one:

“Geralt,” Jaskier begins haltingly, “What—”

He is cut off by a gasp when Geralt leans down and slowly, gently brushes his lips against the back of Jaskier’s fingers in the faintest of kisses.

“What are you doing?” whispers Jaskier.

“Kissing them better,” says Geralt, as though it’s obvious.

Jaskier gapes at him, speechless for what may be the first time in years.

“It was Ciri’s idea,” says Geralt. “I thought I might try it. Unless you mind?”

“It’s fine,” squeaked Jaskier.

From this ask game!

#thank you so much for the ask!!#this was fun #wren talks #asks #flowercrown-bard #it's possible i'll write more for whataboutthebard but i hope to get at least these two #but we'll see how i fare

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acidsaladd · 2 years

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Somft. And the way you draw faces. Simple but expressive -pajamamen

this is so nice i'll cherish it forever ;-;

i feel like i've been slowly getting better at drawing expressions and different features so yay im glad u think so!!

have these old kais as thank u 😎

[image id: 5 screenshots of different digital drawings of Kai from Ninjago. He is facing forward in all but one in which he's drawn on his side profile. He is smiling or grinning in all but one in which he is looking up, attentive./end id]

#asks #pajamamen

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dimorphodon-x · 1 year

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I just wanna say of that one sketch you did of birdformers Archangel and his hubs, I absolutely adore archangels expression. You just feel how much he adores his husband and its so tender and sweet despite them both being huge assholes and I routinely come back to it because I adore the expressions and sense of comfort and intimacy it gives, it's a really wonderful piece and you're a damn great artist.

Thanks! It’s the only time you ever see those two being somft :>

#anonymous

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