#soft moments

[heretolurkandnothingmore]

A future forming, a curse undone...

(I decided they deserved a little family vacation to Naboo, as a treat)

[lynlee494]

Source: DeviantArt

Artist: Brilcrist

[jasmindoodles]

Here it is!

Namor and shuri staying up most of the night trying to ease their baby girl to sleep, only for them to sit outside near the rivers edge even tho you can’t see it as the sound of the waters soothes their daughter.

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

pirate-Eclipse and sea monster reader,, parts 4-7 uwu

Previous: here Final: here

[st4r-t3ars]

Snapshot

Sleepy cuddles time

[insomnisnack]

A soft moment between Danny and Jason

Brows furrowed, he titled his head and blinked, “You...aren’t just going to kick me out?”

It was Jason’s turn to blink, surprised by the question. “No?”

“Why are you being so nice?” He demanded, suspicious again.

The older man sighed and rubbed a hand over his face, “Because you look like you need it?”

Jason could see Danny’s metaphorical hackles raise at his words, “I don’t need pity, I’m not some community service project.”

“Woah, hey! That’s not fucking it kid, damn. I’m the last fucking person that’s gonna pity you for fucks sake. Look, I get it, whatever has happened to you fucked you up.” Danny was beginning to panic again, eyes darting to the window, looking for an escape. “It’s obvious to someone like me kid and I don’t need to know details to see it, I’ve lived through my own fucked up shit.”

The olive toned teen stayed quiet, unmoving, just watching and Jason sighed. “I’m not keeping you here Danny, you can leave whenever you want, the door's unlocked. But if you want food, I'm making pancakes, I've been told they’re they best.”

With that the tall, broad man got up slowly and walked to the kitchen.

He wanted to leave, to go to his apartment and make sure everything was still in its place, he wanted to stay because this place was warm and felt like comfort.

Not the kind of warmth from a thermostat, though it was plenty of that, but the kind of warmth he felt when his sister made hot cocoa and they sat outside looking at the stars.

The kind of warmth when Sam and Tucker came over and they ended up in a too clingy puddle of limbs in a pile of blankets after falling asleep watching movies.

And it was that kind of warmth that had him getting up and wandering into the kitchen asking if he could help.

Jason gave him a half smile that reached all the way to his eyes and told him to grab some blueberries out of the fridge.

They worked in silence for the most part, Jason giving instructions or Danny asking questions, but it was nice; it felt homey in a way he had never had no matter how hard Jazz had tried.

When they sat down, Danny couldn’t help but exclaim after his first bite, “I never thought to put anything in pancakes! Fruit! Who knew?”

Jason stared at him like he had two heads, “You didn’t- How-” he paused and cleared his throat, “Yeah kid, anything you want, my Dickhead of an older brother like bits of bacon even.”

Danny for his part stared back with stars in his eyes at all the things he wanted to try now, he wondered if Jason would teach him to make other food.

The soft smile never left his face the rest of the meal, Jason put more pancakes on his plate, and he ate until he was stuffed.

[duahauuoplanh]

King the Land Do Not Disturb Interview in a nutshell

[xi-xi-chen]

[archaiceuphoriah]

Oh dear, little one. It is quite cold tonight! Did you want to come and cuddle up with mommy? That's fine, don't forget your stuffy. Come here and lay with me; want me to tell you a story? Sweet little one...stay here with me...

[stardvstbby]

domestic utenanthy has my heart - Anthy contentedly cooking Utena’s favorite meal so she comes home to it after a long day, Utena tenderly playing with Anthy’s hair to help her fall asleep, the two of them holding hands and happily sharing moments about their days as they walk to the local grocery store

[heretolurkandnothingmore]

Silly Saturdays 3 - Movie Night

They are watching "Attack of the Gundarks 3: Mother's Vengeance". Ahsoka got fuzzy socks with starfighters on them and gloves for Life Day and is eating bantha jerky instead of popcorn.

This one is digital, because I stayed home! Not as refined as I would have liked, but my back and arm are murdering me right now, and I know that there is no way I can do much about it without a nice long break. So, this is as good as I can make it with it still being Saturday. Hope everyone has a good day, and see you soon with more art!

[bonobochick]

Eric & Rocio sharing tender moments at the club. 💞 💋

Elite ep 7x06

Eric's better story / romance not to mention Rocio actually got a man who is genuinely interested in her with Eric... unlike gold digger Bilal (who just disappeared after Elite6 but I don't miss him)

[euesworld]

"Shared glances are so special, they are little peeks of intimacy into your heart.. you know.. when you both look at each other for a moment, then look away after a few seconds, but then your eyes drift right back searching for eye contact. Those are special, they are wordless intimacies that hit you in the heartbeat.."

We've all been there.. it's a interesting feeling looking into the depths of someone else's soul - eUë

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

A couple of times the space au idiots pined for each other extra hard

[mirabelltree]

garden

scene from when you were mine by @sequinhaze

[velvethopewrites]

Happy Anniversary

Author’s Note: Not sure what this is, but it sort of flowed out of me. AU Destiel moment, One Shot. All mistakes are *not* mine, they belong to the typo-faery who is a real bitch to deal with if I don’t ply him with tacos and tequila, just fyi.

Cas comes home late, a long day turned into an even longer night, but there is still the soft glow of the overhead stove-light on in the kitchen to welcome him. He smiles to himself as he sees the plate of food Dean left wrapped for him, just some raw veggies and a turkey sandwich, but the thought is appreciated just the same. There’s even a rose in a small glass jar next to it and he takes a moment to breathe it in. Dean hardly ever does such romantic touches and it makes Cas smile.

Kicking off his shoes and flinging his coat over a chair, he slumps down into their sofa, a weary sigh escaping before he can take it. He’s been working too much lately; he can barely remember the last time he actually ate with Dean, let alone seen him for more than a few moments.

There’s the tell-tale creak of the third step on the stairs just as he’s finishing up his carrot sticks. A few moments later, strong arms slip around his neck and Castiel closes his eyes enjoying the warmth.

“Hey, stranger,” says a gruff voice in his ear, and he feels the soft touch of Dean’s lips to the top of his head.

“Hello, Dean.”

“I see you found your dinner,” Dean says, walking around the sofa to join him. “I would have done more but I wasn’t sure how late you’d be and I know you don’t like to go to bed on anything heavy.”

“I appreciated this, trust me.” Cas gives him a smile as he holds up his now empty plate. He places it on their coffee table and Dean immediately takes his hand.

“Wanna talk about it?”

“Not especially.”

Dean nods and the silence grows between them as they huddle together on the sofa. Cas closes his eyes and rests his head on Dean’s shoulder. He feels overwrought - like a wash cloth that has been wrung out to dry too many times. There is the ticking clock and the warmth of the man next to him to ground him and he starts to feel the tension of his day pull away finally. Dean rubs tiny circles into his arm where he holds him, his scent a mixture of toothpaste, their bed and something that is unmistakably just Dean. Cas likes to amuse himself by thinking it’s the smell of flannel made human. Or human made flannel. He’s not sure which. But it’s an earthy, masculine scent and he loves it.

“Wanna fool around?” Dean whispers, lowering his face down to Castiel's, a wicked amusement in his eyes.

Cas snorts at his husband’s optimism. “Only if you do all the work. And we stay on this sofa afterwards. Forever.”

Dean grins and kisses him, but it’s just a light touch of his lips, despite his question. He pulls Cas closer to him and hums quietly. A few moments go by and Cas wishes he had enough energy to give Dean his full attention instead of his pillow. He can’t remember the last time they were intimate, sad to say.

“Okay, and this is my last and final offer, Cas, do you wanna go to bed and sleep for a thousand years, give or take a day?”

Cas relaxes further and grins into Dean’s shoulder and nods. “Oh, you sweet talker, you always know what I like to hear.”

Dean chuckles and shifts on the sofa until he has his arms around Cas. He lifts him and if Cas weren’t so exhausted he definitely would be more than a little impressed and turned on. As it is he mentally tries to make himself as light as possible (no easy feat these days) for Dean.

“You know sucking in your gut while I’m carrying you doesn’t really do a whole lot,” Dean grumbles, glancing down at him. Cas laughs and releases the breath he’d been holding.

“I think I can walk the last bit,” Cas says, smiling at him.

“Nah, I got ya, babe. This right here is why I work out. Bathroom or bed?”

“Hmm, I should brush my teeth.”

“All right, moonshine.”

“Moonshine?”

“Yeah, it’s nighttime, so instead of sunshine, you’re my moonshine, er, wait, that sounded better in my head. Shut up.”

Dean grunts as he carries him, bridal style, over to their bathroom and lowers him down slowly. His cheeks are flushed and his breath is only a little bit winded. Cas kisses his cheek. He has been working out. Yet another thing he’s missed.

“My hero. Thank you. If I’m not out in five minutes, it means I’ve fallen face first into the sink.”

“Sexy. Make sure you have the toothpaste squeezed out on your face, too. Really sells the image of exhausted breadwinner.”

“Dean.”

His husband laughs and raises his hand as he heads back to their bedroom. Cas is quick in his ablutions and when he returns to their bedroom Dean is already back in bed, the covers pulled back on Cas’s side in open invitation. He quickly climbs in and sighs as Dean wraps his arms around him.

“I need to stop working so much,” Cas mumbles. “I miss you…I miss this, too much.”

“I’m not going to argue with you about that. Especially since I’d win because you’re too exhausted to put up a counter-argument, sweet cheeks.”

Cas snorts into his pillow and kicks his leg into Dean’s. They settle into something resembling bliss, Cas is sure, and he feels his mind already slipping into unconsciousness. He is thankful for so many things in his life, these days, but mostly he is thankful for this - Dean taking care of him. It’s a privilege afforded only to the special few, he knows, and he is so glad he has it. As his mind tumbles further something occurs to him…something just at the edge of his thoughts. Something about Dean and him that he’s sure he’s forgotten.

Suddenly, Cas feels wide awake and sits up in bed. Dean grouses at him and squints blearily up at him.

“What’s up, Cas?”

“It’s our anniversary. It was our anniversary today. That’s why you called work and why you put the rose…oh, Dean. I am so sorry! It completely slipped my mind. I am the worst husband in the world, I can’t believe you put up with—”

Dean sits up and quiets him with a kiss. When they break apart, they are both breathing loudly. Cas feels shame burning in his gut.

“You should divorce me.”

“For forgetting what day it was? Come on, Cas. I don’t have to be Sam to know that won’t hold up in court.”

“No, for neglect, for lack of affection, for drinking all the coffee and for the dirty laundry I leave on the floor—”

“Castiel, shut the hell up. It’s fine. We’re fine. I am not divorcing you for any of those things. Well, maybe eventually the laundry thing, but not tonight and not tomorrow. Capiche?”

Cas closes his mouth and gulps. “I capiche. But, Dean—”

“I’ll let you make it up to me after you’ve rested, I promise. Now lay back down and get some sleep, you damn idiot.”

Cas knows he has a sad look on his face and gives his husband what he hopes is the biggest puppy-dog eyes to ever puppy. Dean glares at him but eventually rolls his eyes and lays down, opening his arms again so that Cas can lie down close once more.

“I don’t deserve you.”

“No, you probably don’t. I’m a catch. And I’m damn adorable.”

Cas smiles to himself. “And you make a mean apple pie.”

“Damn straight. Well, not entirely straight.”

Cas snorts but feels his exhaustion hit him once more and closes his eyes, still feeling a bit sad. He resolves to take some time off and soon.

“Dean?”

“Hmm?”

“I love you, and I would still marry you. For what it’s worth.”

“Me too, man. Me too.”

“I’m going to take some vacation time and not work for a month, and make this up to you every morning.”

“Yeah? How?”

“On my knees? And then on my back, then on your back, then with you tied up to the—”

“Okay, Johnny Sins, I get you. You’re gonna rock my world. Now shut up and go to sleep. You know, for a tired guy you sure are fighting this sleep thing.”

“I’m sorry. I’m just…sorry.”

Dean kisses his neck again as he curls around him, and Cas sighs. Before he drifts of for good, Dean’s voice is low and soft in his ear.

“I love you, you big workaholic dork. Nothing could make me give you up.”

Cas smiles and finally allows himself to fall asleep. He’ll have time to make it up to Dean tomorrow. And for the rest of their lives.

I’m tagging @fellshish and @canonblastedships because I can? Heh *hides* 🙈 sorry guys this is soooooo fluffy