#this moment of soft is for you

[ex0rin]

Frank Grillo | Fightworld Birmania: Crossroads

aka: someone gave him a baby and his sunshine smile helps my depression

[hektor-world]

This is better than any poem, GOOD NIGHT

[keylimeart]

the honeymoon phase

[princessfroslass]

Oh I got weak in the knees all of a sudden.

[purple-raspberries]

Appy slices 🍎

I like to think the neighbors sometimes come into Howdy’s shop and just hang around while he does other things. Like a cafe! Though, he’d probably tell them to leave at some point. But they may also leave on their own since Howdy’s such a chatterbox! Ha!

[1941-crowley-slut]

I hope everyone realizes that aside from Crowley not being in heaven, Aziraphale will also not have anything else he likes.

There are no books in heaven. There's no tea or hot chocolate, no music, no crêpes or sushi. So not only does he lose the love of his life and has to operate without him, but he also isn't allowed any of his comfort things, all while I'm sure the angels are hostile against him (even if they pretend otherwise).

Aziraphale has nothing.

[astrobolical]

Okay.

As much as I love feral Satan, who lets his instincts run wild and growls, bites and everything else… his soft side is so fuckin’ cute.

The Satan that stares at you in confusion as you tend to a small cut on his hand he’d received on one of his rampages, unbothered by the mess around the two of you and concerned solely with him. How he doesn’t quite know why his chest feels so warm and tight as he looks at your gentle, concerned expression.

Satan, who doesn’t understand why he feels so weightless with you, why his heart flutters and why he wants to hold you so gently, as if cradling something precious.

Satan, whose anger fades just from your presence alone, overtaken with feelings he’s never experienced, that baffle him entirely but he can’t get enough.

Satan, who desperately throws himself into research just to understand you a little more, to put a name on how he feels about you— who’s just as afraid of his own feelings as he is elated by them.

Satan, who worries you’ll be frightened of him if his temper rises, but you never are, even when he tells you that you should be.

Satan, who lays beside you, watching your sleeping face and utterly baffled that you trust him so completely to allow him to see you in such a vulnerable state… who knows deep down he’ll protect you forever.

Satan, who fumbles each time he tries to explain any of this to you, whose face becomes adorably reddened with each failed attempt.

Satan, who realizes that you’ve accepted him entirely, his every fault, his everything, before he had even come close to accepting himself. Who loves you more than he could ever put to words, or that he could ever really comprehend.

Just him. You know? Ahh, just helping him come to terms with everything he doesn’t know, to grow and understand. Helping him, in the end, to love.

[captnswilson]

Huaien caressing Xiaobao's face or Huaien being soft with Xiaobao before ruining his life

[guardian-angle22]

This or That: Tarlos Edition -> Babe or Baby

[konigsblog]

lazy mornings with retired-könig... 💤

there's nothing more comforting and relaxing than spending time with the love of your life, a sunny saturday morning, the birds chirping in harmony with each other and the sun shining through the flowery, transparent curtains.

you're könig's favourite thing in the entire world, filling the hole in his cold heart with your sweetness. moving to a secluded area in the middle of a field was the best decision you could have possibly made, with no disruptions or distractions, for könig to dote and love on you, spreading your supple thighs in bed as the clock hits eight o’clock.

there's something so intimate and sexual about riding könig, his large and scarred hands gripping your waist while your smaller hands wander over the new flesh over his abdomen caused by delicious and calorific meals, covering the chiseled muscles he once had. you slowly ease down onto könig's fat, meaty cock and begin to rock your hips slowly, moaning into könig's lips as you press your chest against his. “that’s it, häsechen. just what i need, pretty...”

you lay in bed with könig, the bedsheets tangled in your feet as you try out different positions, fucking each other until noon now that you have all the time in the world to tend to each other's needs. you may as well throw out all your sex toys since könig will always be here to pleasure you now that he isn't on long deployments without his beloved angel.

[caramelarchive]

okay but rubbing noses with L. hhh.

just him walking up to you, slipping his arms around your waist and leaning forward to brush his somewhat pointy nose against your softer one.

you can smell his breath, the scent of cake and coffee and strawberries. he can smell yours, too, and he wouldn't care at all if it smelt like tuna or if it smelt like rainbows because when your lips part you're so beautiful. he just wants to kiss you.

but kissing doesn't feel as intimate as this.

so his nose stays there, against yours, and the greatest detective in the world is standing here with you as the sun sets outside the windows, breathing on you and soaking in your light and warmth as he stares into your wonderful eyes.

and then as quickly as he came,

he's gone,

the scent of vanilla frosting lingering where he stood.

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[whumpypepsigal]

Dune: Part Two (2024) “Are you okay?”

[gunsatthaphan]

"you're addicted to me."

[mobius-m-mobius]

Hey, Loki’s back. Well, I guess you two are ready to go.

[cowgirls-blues]

Have a moody tired junior year Fig doodle, it's good for your catharsis

[ohno-the-sun]

Sol