#cutemoment

[blitzo-s-horse-fetish]

This is my favorite moment.

Come on guys, it's so cute!!

[gh0st68]

[ilitiaforever]

A little drawing to take a break from work, as I love to do these intimate scenes. #myart #symbrock #veddie #babysleeper #ficnobis #nobis #Venom #mpreg #cutemoments https://www.instagram.com/p/CmN5hqqOROz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[aifanfictions]

write a story about Ichigo Kurosaki saving (y/n) from a Hollow and then being shocked that she can actually see both the hollow and himm so he explains to her that he is a Grim reaper and his duty is to kill Holows, monsters that consume human souls. After many encounteds all around the Karakura town, Ichigo finally builds up the courage and asks (y/n) on a date.

Hearts Unseen

Karakura Town was known for its tranquil streets, where life unfolded peacefully for most. However, beneath the surface, it harbored secrets that only a select few could see.

(Y/N) was one of those few, though she had no idea just how unique her gift truly was. She had always been able to see spirits and otherworldly beings, a gift that both fascinated and frightened her. Little did she know that her life was about to take a thrilling turn.

One fateful evening, (Y/N) was taking a stroll through a park, her eyes inadvertently drawn to a distant, foreboding presence. It was a Hollow, a monstrous spirit with a gaping maw and an insatiable hunger for human souls. Her heart raced as she watched it approach a group of unsuspecting children.

Before she could even think, a figure in a black cloak and with a bright orange mop of hair appeared in a flash. He moved with blinding speed, a massive blade in his hand, and before (Y/N) could blink, the Hollow had been vanquished.

Staring in awe, she approached the mysterious savior. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice trembling.

The young man in the cloak removed his mask, revealing intense, amber eyes. "My name is Ichigo Kurosaki. I'm a Soul Reaper, and it's my duty to protect the living from spirits like that Hollow."

Ichigo's words left (Y/N) speechless. She had seen spirits before, but this was different. Not only had Ichigo saved her, but she could also see both him and the Hollow with a clarity that she had never experienced before.

Ichigo noticed her confusion and said, "You can see me, can't you?"

(Y/N) nodded slowly. "Yes, but it's never been this clear. Who are you really, Ichigo?"

With a sigh, Ichigo explained his role as a Soul Reaper, someone tasked with ensuring that Hollows did not harm the living by sending them to the afterlife. He revealed that her unique ability to see both the spirits and him was a rare gift, one that could be helpful in their mission.

Over time, Ichigo and (Y/N) encountered numerous Hollows together. They fought side by side, and despite the danger, a deep bond began to form between them. Ichigo admired (Y/N)'s bravery and her willingness to help protect the living.

One evening, as the setting sun painted the sky with warm hues of orange and pink, Ichigo worked up the courage to ask (Y/N) on a date. He had saved her from countless Hollows, and he wanted to spend time with her away from the chaos of their shared duty.

"(Y/N), I was thinking... after we deal with this Hollow, would you like to go on a date with me?" Ichigo asked, his cheeks tinted with a faint blush.

(Y/N)'s heart skipped a beat at the unexpected request. She smiled warmly and nodded. "I'd love to, Ichigo."

Their first date was a simple, but beautiful affair. They went for a walk through Karakura Town, enjoying each other's company without the looming threat of Hollows. They shared stories, dreams, and even a few laughs.

As the night sky blanketed the town, Ichigo and (Y/N) found themselves standing on a quiet bridge, the soft sound of water flowing beneath them. Ichigo gazed at (Y/N) with a tender look in his amber eyes.

"(Y/N), there's something I've been wanting to do," Ichigo said, his voice soft and earnest. He reached out, gently taking her hand.

(Y/N)'s heart raced as she felt his warmth. "What is it, Ichigo?"

With a gentle tug, Ichigo pulled (Y/N) closer and leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a soft, lingering kiss. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in that beautiful, timeless moment.

As they parted, (Y/N) couldn't help but smile. "That was... amazing."

Ichigo chuckled, his arm wrapping around her waist. "I'm glad you thought so. (Y/N), I want to keep fighting Hollows with you, but I also want to share moments like this. I want to protect you and be by your side, always."

(Y/N)'s heart swelled with emotion. "Ichigo, I feel the same way. I'm ready for whatever the future brings, as long as you're with me."

Their love had been born in the midst of chaos, but it was a love that would continue to grow stronger, unbreakable and enduring. Together, they would face the challenges of the spirit world and the living world, sharing a connection that transcended both.

Days turned into weeks, and Ichigo and (Y/N) continued to share their lives. They battled Hollows, explored the mysteries of their gifts, and found solace in each other's presence. Their love story was unlike any other, a blend of courage, determination, and an unbreakable bond.

One chilly evening, as autumn leaves rustled in the breeze, Ichigo and (Y/N) found themselves in a peaceful corner of Karakura Park. They sat on a bench, hands entwined, watching the sky change colors as the sun set.

Ichigo turned to (Y/N), his eyes filled with warmth and affection. "I never expected to find someone like you, (Y/N). You're not just a remarkable person; you're my partner in this unique journey. I'm grateful for your presence in my life."

(Y/N) smiled, her heart swelling with love. "Ichigo, I never expected any of this either. But I'm grateful to have you by my side. You're not just a protector; you're someone who's captured my heart."

Ichigo leaned in, his lips brushing against (Y/N)'s, a soft and sweet kiss that conveyed the depth of their feelings. The kiss was a testament to their love, the culmination of a journey that had brought them together in the most unexpected way.

Their love story was like no other, and as they continued to face the challenges that the spirit world and the living world presented, they did so hand in hand. Ichigo and (Y/N) had found in each other a love that was unshakeable, an adventure that was breathtaking, and a bond that was everlasting.

In the heart of Karakura Town, beneath the moonlit sky and the protective gaze of Ichigo's amber eyes, their love story was only just beginning, a tale of courage, passion, and hearts that had seen the unseen, and had found in each other the love they had been searching for all along.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

[getlucky13]

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[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

morning shadows are the most severe

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

soulless training, shinya or jeanist? hmmm… trainee days

Shinya very pointedly didn’t move, even through his nervousness. It was- well. Today was the day Soulless instructors were coming, and he had heard rumors, okay, and there was also the blue-streaked trainee, they’d been sent off to something right after their first Soulless instructor lesson, and he really really hoped that they were alright.

(He hadn’t had anyone to share an apple with, yesterday. The day before that, it had been their turn to get fruit, and-)

Shinya breathes, settling into a stance and getting ready for the barrage of strikes that would be coming his way soon. Worrying would help no-one, least of all him. He had to get through this. Then everything else. And then maybe, if there was time and he wasn’t too tired to think, then he could think about the blue-streaked trainee.

First, though, he had to finish this sparring session with the new instructors. Soulless instructors. And Shinya had always been worked just a little bit harder than the others, because his parents had tried to hide him and they’d gotten killed for it.

The colourless Soulless pile into the room, and they start calling out names.

Shinya just stands very, very still, and tries not to move. Or breathe too hard. Or think too loudly-

“Edgeshot. Please stand on the training mat.”

He stands.

-

Afterwards, he doesn’t remember a lot of it. It’s the dreaminess of it all, like he’s walking through smog and smoke. Half-known, barely there. The sensation of pain without the pain. Shinya’s barely there for it.

Before. During. After.

He's not quite there.

Shinya had woken up in a cot with bandaged wounds, a splinted leg, and the hazy high of drugs making their way through him.

It’s…

It is. Nothing more. Nothing less. If Shinya tried he could remember the feeling of hands on his body, light in his eyes, a warm tingle coursing through his leg.

He just doesn’t. It’s- not something that should be remembered, Shinya knows that. The Soulless sessions are always the worst. People always went away after them. Sometimes before them.

Shinya doesn’t like them. He doesn’t think it should be happening at all, either, and the small nudge of that thought is enough to send his heartbeat racing and to get him jumping at shadows. It’s not… that’s not right. His thought.

It’s not logical. Shinya’s a soon-to-be scientist and Skyracer. These aren’t- they don’t help. At all.

Usually they don’t poke at him, dragging thorns down his skin. It’s only when he meets the blue-streaked trainee at lunches and dinners they really come alive.

Do they deserve this? His thoughts murmur to Shinya as he watches them peel an orange, shaky hands indicating fractured-bruised bones. Do you?

Suffering is the price for failure, he thinks back to it. The illogical whispers in the little recesses and crevices of himself. To fail is to suffer.

But look at them, it says back. Bruised wrists, healing fingernails, shaky breathing. Look at you. Look at this.

Is this right?

Shinya can’t think of anything to say back to that. He can’t think of anything at all, usually, when he’s with the blue-streaked trainee. Counterpart to Shinya’s own red.

Sometimes he wonders if he touched them, if he reached out to sooth the ache under skin so deep it must come from the atoms Shinya was spun from, what colour their skin would bloom under his touch.

Purple? A emulsion, red and blue, trailing and never mixing?

Well. Those are little flights of fancy Shinya allows himself.

And here is a fact: touch isn’t allowed, between things like them. Not until they become real. Not until they’re heard and seen in by the screaming voices of the arena, the instructors, until blood marks the ground red.

Shinya takes these things and he tucks them between his teeth. Under his tongue. Not over.

Over would mean speech. Talking. Discovery.

Failure.

That isn't allowed.

-story anon

--

:3

EHEH SOULLESS TRAINING SNIPPET <333

oh i love them

shinya dw buddy, you'll get to see that wonderful purple soon, it'll be okay

your writing never fails to make my day ough <333

[cute-moments]

Até então eu não sabia Que dava para conectar Uma alma na outra Sem esperar Até então eu não sabia Que dizer adeus podia ser o fim De uma história de um dia De um encontro que não voltaria

-Encontro de uma vez só

[kdram-chjh]

Cdrama: Love Between Fairy and Devil (2022)

xianxia #youtubeshorts #LoveBetweenFairyandDevil #EstherYuShuxin #river #DylanWang #cutemoments

Watch this video on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/WdGFlWcoLTs

[beginningobserver]

[RE:CONNECT - blog v.] Link 1 - The eggcounter aftermath.

[AO3 version]

The mysterious DigiEgg who appeared on February 21 2012 was witnessed by everyone in Tokyo. Not only Daisuke and his friends.

Among them, two peculiar people saw it and received this strange message on their digital devices. Those two… were connected to a certain person involved in those events. …

…

“A giant DigiEgg…”

A 20 year old young woman with brown hair tied in low pigtails checked the news on the morning of February 28th. She was at the reception from the local hospital she worked at. A pink digimon looking like a rabbit -- Cutemon -- was next to her, also looking at the screen, with a concerned look.

“I hope it’s a bad digimon like the one from the last time…” Cutemon frowned, “Those… Eosmon, like that person named Koushiro alerted once on the Chosen Children Network.”

“Yeah,” she nodded in agreement with her digimon.

Suddenly, they witnessed someone climbing the Tokyo Tower. Cutemon and the human girl felt their hearts skipping a beat. The digimon screamed:

“W-why is that person risking his life like that?! If he falls from that height he will…!!”

The woman looked at the mysterious trespasser climbing, and while she was nervous watching it…

“W-why does this boy look… familiar to me?”

They watched the boy falling from the tower, and the woman winced while the digimon covered her eyes.

“Look, Nakajima!” a male coworker who was also watching it called her attention, “A bugman-like digimon caught him! It’s okay!” He noticed the other was pale and in shock. As always, Nakajima Ayame has a soft heart and cares for everyone, even if she doesn't know them.

“Huh??” She glanced at the screen once again, Cutemon gasped:

“Ah!! Ayame! It’s a Stingmon! One of the Chosen Children saved that person’s life!!”

“Thank goodness…” Ayame sighed in relief, her body felt more relaxed and she calmed down. Still… Something in that stranger on the TV seemed familiar.

…

“Man, there are a ton of crazy people these days, huh” A 20 year old young adult man with his bangs dyed blonde, short haired and with an earring on his left ear sighed. He commented with the person to whom he was delivering a meal.

“I wonder if that kid will be okay…” The elder frowned. The man was watching the TV news when the delivery boy arrived.

“Well, the digimon just saved the trespasser so I guess it will be fine!” The delivery boy chuckled lightly, “It’s common to see those little fellas around right…?”

“Yeah. Do you think the big boy at the top of the tower will be a good one or a bad one?”

“No clue… All I know is they’re taking care of that already,” the boy shrugged, “If it is a menace, I’m sure those people with digimon will take care of it. They are always doing it.”

“True…”

“Well, I’m going. I have more deliveries to do! Thank you for choosing our services!”

…

The moment the ominous egg hatched, Ayame was leaving from her shift while the delivery boy’s deliveries had been finished and he was just nearby the Tokyo Tower.

Both, from different places, looked at the digimon which hatched from the egg -- A pink giant digimon that resembled…

“Ukkomon…?”

Ayame received a photo from the delivery boy right now:

[Hiroomi]: Hey, isn’t this creature familiar to you??

“Who’s Ukkomon, Ayame?” Cutemon asked, she tilted her and frowned.

Ayame turned to Cutemon, and she explained, “A digimon from a friend who disappeared a long time ago… But it can’t be that same digimon, can it?”

A few seconds later, the big pink digimon started singing Happy Birthday …

“Huh…??”

Hiroomi, on the other end, blinked: “Happy Birthday…?? Is it serious??”

Happy birthday dear Rui--

“Rui…?”

They didn’t expect to hear that name again. Hiroomi immediately dialed Ayame’s number this time:

“Did you hear that too?! Or was it just me??”

She answered, staring at the big digimon in the horizon, “Yes, I heard it too. That digimon said ‘Rui’...”

“It can’t be a coincidence anymore, Ayame-san!”

“... Yes, it can’t be.”

“Huh? What’s wrong?” Cutemon asked, noticing the girl’s stare at the pink Ukkomon.

“That digimon is indeed the one connected to him . What is he doing now…?”

"Beats me! But do we know any other Rui person whose birthday is February 29th?"

“...”

Ayame’s frown could mean many things: But one of those meant she was mildly worried about this. Why did Rui-kun suddenly appear like that? Why is Ukkomon big and at the top of the Tokyo Tower…?

Many questions popped in the girl’s head. 

In the morning of February 29th…

The news was everywhere about the giant unknown digimon and the other three ones fighting it. To Rui, this made him a little uneasy: He was the cause of all of that confusion, the source of it.

But, on the other hand… He had just solved a big problem in his life.

“... We’re really bad at communicating,”

He repeated the same thing he had said when the small egg appeared in his hand once Daisuke and the others beat Ukkomon, but this time unamused by the footage on his TV screen.

He had no digimon eye in his face anymore, so it meant he didn’t need the eyepatch or to avoid contact with other people. But… knowing that he was running away from the police and accidentally made six people and their digimon get involved in it…

“You shouldn’t have pulled that trick on everyone,” he sighed, but his tone was a little more sassier than upsetting. It was like he meant that to himself too.

He didn’t expect to become… Some sort of criminal or something. Maybe he wouldn’t get arrested if he explained what happened?

His phone rang, it was one of those people from last night. Oh right, he had given them his number… Or they had given their phone numbers in case he needed a little help.

The name on the screen said ‘Daisuke-kun’. He answered the call and then…

“Doooooooooooooooon’t worry about the news or whatever is happening, Rui! We got it covered! We have a ton of people who can prevent all of us from the cops sending us to jail!”

“H-Huh…?” Rui blinked.

“Hikari-chan’s big bro who’s my former soccer club senior works for the government so yeah! He…”

V-mon’s voice was heard from the distance, “Taichi was yelling at you this morning because we got in real trouble--”

[off-phone] “I don’t need to tell Rui that, V-mon!! It will ruin his big day! Let the big boy have a peaceful birthday, ok??”

“You… got yelled at by someone?” He frowned, though since it wasn’t a video call there’s no way Daisuke could see it.

“Nah! Taichi-senpai is a chill guy! It’s just… It’s just that we didn’t tell him about that. And Ukkomon’s teeth-tentacles might have broken something by accident.”

“...” Rui sighed again.

“Aa-ah, it’s not YOUR fault t-tho!! Imperialdramon and the others might have made Ukkomon scared and he attacked us!! But everythin’ is fine, right?!”

Rui turned to the egg, “You broke a few things, once you hatch please apologize ok?”

“Nah, digimon battles break stuff a lot, it’s not Ukkomon’s fault if he broke something. Nobody’s dead or hurt.”

“Is this your plan to make me calm?” this time he was… playful?

“... N-no, I mean…!! Do you wanna hang out and do something?!”

“I… I don’t think I should…” he took it back, maybe it’s not the right time to be teasing someone you just met.

“Nah dude! Pretty sure everyone wants to compensate for the messy eggcounter we all had!”

“ ‘ Eggcounter’… ?”

V-mon’s voice was heard again, “You did a pun? In English?”

[off-phone] “H-hey, I’m trying to cheer him up ok?!”“By making a terrible pun like that?”“Excuse me, it was an eggcellent pun ok?”“Look! You did another weird English pun again!!”“Leave me and my egg-puns alone, V-mon!!”

That somehow made Rui laugh, those two were indeed funny.

[off-phone] “See?? He laughed! This means my job is done here!”“English puns with eggs make you crack a smile ?!”“Yeah I-- Wait a minute, did you just…”“...”

“I’m sorry I don’t think it’s a good idea--”

“Oh no no, everything is 100% fine! But if you don’t want to do anything we will understand.”

“...” he looked at the egg again, thoughtful.

Daisuke and the others definitely were trying to befriend him… He didn’t know if he should just accept it. They all started on bad terms somehow, him being a little difficult to talk to them and then being interrogated like that… Also he had this little impression he had made those six upset with what he had said.

Was he ready for that, though?

“Sorry, last night it was just--”

“Oh, ok then…”

“But… Thanks for the snowball fight. I… It was the first time in a while that I had one.”

“Oho! See, Iori was angry for starting it but I knew it was what all of us needed! A little fun doesn’t hurt y’know??”

He smiled, “Yeah, I agree.”

“Anyway, if you wanna hang out another time don’t hesitate to call us!”“Daisuke… Look at the clock we’re getting late for work--”“OH CRAP!! SEE YOU ANOTHER DAY, RUI!” and he hung up before Rui could even say anything else.

“... Daisuke-kun is… really an interesting guy, don’t you think?” He turned to the egg and talked with it again.

Even if the Ukkomon DigiEgg couldn’t answer him yet , he thought he should start talking more with Ukkomon. Well, Ukkomon might be just listening to him for a while… Until the egg hatches.

[officialpartywill]

Attention Walmart Shoppers. .

😍 Cameron is dancing..

Leave him be he is on break!!

1-13-24

#CuteMoment

I wanna transfer to his Walmart. .

Ours isn't as exciting as his!

[awordbroken]

constantly tempted to buy all the season of embers stories just for the conclusion because of the sheer amount of mr fires cutemoments but i just can't justify it. but i want to...

[sugaritebiscuit]

Some (now old art, I suppose) of Kouta and Izuku from my fic! Yeahh Izuku looks totally different, but they're supposedta be twins and I really liked the idea of switching up Izuku's design! The personality's still the same though! ;D

The fic is called "Boiling Point (Two Droplets)" if ya wanna check it out -,Just a oneshot of cutemoments between Kouta and Izuku because I really love em! Thanks for checking this out (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ !

[twinsloveco]

Tom and Jerry #cutemanga#cutemoment#tomandjerry #comics#comicbook#kawaii...

[arun-jaswal]

Anshaj's Adorable Dinner Table Expressions Check out my son Anshaj's adorable dinner table antics! Watch him bring joy with his cool style and playful faces. Don't miss this precious family moment! 🥰🎥 #familyfun #cutemoments #JoyfulAnshaj via YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWMHEfOGQVg

[giaitri123]

a monkey is eating bread #monkey #animals #cute #funny #wildlife #cutemo...