#i’m soft for him

[heylookliisten]

okay imagine you’re dating eddie and for your anniversary he makes you a cassette tape and while you’re expecting it to be all the metal and rock songs he showed you it’s actually some of the cheesiest romantic songs he can think of because he’s a little too shy to vocally express how you make him feel but still needs to tell you somehow

#I’m soft for him #it would be the sweetest thing #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things

[daveysmate]

Lasko sleep aid when???

#I’m soft for him #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted lasko

[mattspoetdepartment]

Re reading every dad jack fic I can find 😩😩😩

#I’m soft for him

[greykolla-art]

Alastor: “Now, let’s talk about literally anything else please!”

Me: “Good! Cause I don’t know where you went so I can’t go further with this!😂”

#grey art #hazbin hotel comic #hazbin hotel #comic #radiorose #hazbin rosie #Rosie #alastor #yay gothic pastels! #love and light to all the people who like doing enemies to lovers with lucifer and al but… #I personally think he responds better when you’re genuinely nice to him 😅 #I don’t know I’m not here to fight anyone #you want soft comics or not? #*kisses you softly on the forehead*💕 #queer platonic relationship

[faux-ecrivain]

Yan Idol

(Third official post)

Yan idol who used to be your best friend, the two of you used to be so close, but then he was recruited into stardom and suddenly he spent less, and less time with you.

Yan idol who changes his entire personality, appearance and habits (on request of his manager), until you can’t recognize him. 

Yan idol who pushes you away in favor of his famous peers, he reschedules your hangouts and brushes you off.

Yan idol’s popularity grows and so does his ego, at first you two have simple arguments. (he didn’t do his half of the chores, he didn’t pick you up from work, those sort of things) Then he starts to berate you, insisting that he was never truly your friend and only hung out with you because of pity. 

Yan idol who regrets those words the moment he says them, trying to repair your friendship with faux apologies. But it doesn’t work, you kick him out of your house, you tell him that you never want to hear from him again. 

He relents, saying it doesn’t matter as he storms out of your house, and tries to avoid his luggage as you throw it onto the yard. The two of you have a shouting match, then he’s ushered away by his manager (who had heard of the commotion via paparazzi).

When he’s safely hidden away in the car tears begin to fall and the guilt he feels fully sets in, the days pass and he tries to reconnect with you. But you reject his calls, you blocked his number and you won’t answer any letter he sends you.

Eventually his manager has had enough and tells Yan Idol that he needs to move on, that if he doesn’t start to focus on his career then he’ll be let go.

Yan idol who relents, giving in to his manager’s demands and trying to forget you. (It’s difficult, everywhere he looks he’s reminded of you.)

Yan idol who, after many months have passed, has somewhat successfully put you out of his mind. (He’s made different friends, friends within his tax bracket)

However this all changes when he sees you at a meet and greet, you’ve come with some friends, you don’t seem happy to be here. But you’re here and everything he ever felt for you comes rushing back.

He smiles (brighter than he ever has) when you and your friends approach his booth, when you and your friends are standing in front of him and you look at him. It’s almost like you recognize him, but then you look away. (Why did you look away? Don’t you recognize him? Don’t you want to be with him again?)

He tries to get your attention, but you tell him you don’t want his autograph, that you’re only here for your friends. (You definitely recognize him, you just don’t want to admit it. He thinks you’re just scared, you’re worried that he’s still upset. But he isn’t, he just wants you back, that’s all.)

Yan idol who makes the impromptu decision to invite you and your friends over (to the manager’s chagrin). 

Yan idol who incapacitates your friends and then kidnaps you.

Yan idol who’s overjoyed to have you back in his arms, he holds you close and ignores your pleas of freedom. 

Yan idol who continues performing as though nothing changed (somehow he managed to avoid being charged for the incapacitation of your friends, and the police are encourage to ignore any reports of you missing)

Yan idol who continues to gain popularity with every concert he puts on, then when it’s over he comes home to you, and acts as though the two of you were married. (Despite how much you struggle and fight)

Yan idol who’s blissfully ignorant of your anger and frustration, who interprets your actions and attempts to escape as a way of expressing your betrayal towards him.

Yan idol who promises that he’ll never leave you again, that he’ll always be here for you.

(Not my best work, but not my worst work. Either way, enjoy this short fanfic and feel free to comment.)

#yandere x reader #yandere oc #my Writing #yandere idol x reader #I’m gonna name him Shin. #Enjoy this brief fanfic! #third official post #not my best work #soft yandere #Shin my oc

[mactavishsgfandwife]

Precious - A Simon Riley HC

just silly fluff - two little hcs - i haven’t reread this

photo credits entirely to @ave661

oh heartless simon riley? oh, "shut up, bitch" simon riley?

what about tired, cuddly simon riley? what about overly touchy simon riley? what about simon riley who would definitely be one of those guys who acts tough, but the second he gets home to you nothing could pull him away from his favourite girl?

on the bus home from work, his mask would be pulled down, the white skull-face mask stretching over his strong nose, and his blue eyes encircled by dark paint. headphones in, head down, unintentionally scaring the shit out of anyone who walks past.

you’d be a little intimidated to sit by him, with his shady mask and all-black, practical clothing that covers those broad shoulders and his tall stature. he’s a weapon of a man.

but when he was standing outside of your front door, and looking down to see your loving face staring right back up at him, not even that mask could hide his smile. his headphones were no longer in his ear and instead dangled a little out of his pockets. he needed to hear you, to give you all of his attention.

as soon as the door clicks shut behind him, he drops his bag, arms instantly reaching out to hold you, as if the action was built into him. as if you were second nature to him.

"hey, darling…" he grins, as you gently pull his mask up, amused to watch you try to sort out his messy hair. that short, light hair that’s been scruffed up under his mask all day.

"missed ya."

naturally, the same little grin stays on his face as he leans down to your level, aligning your lips to his with a gentleness that no one could else could ever have suspected and kisses you. strong arms hold you, pulling you in, so that his muscular back is practically shielding you. and yet, every movement is so gentle, treating you like the most precious thing in the world.

"d’ya miss me too, love?" he whispers, his breath close to your cheeks as he’s barely able to part his lips from you.

i feel like, in the mornings, simon would not be helping you get up and start your day. in fact, he’d actively work against you, begging you to stay with him for just a ‘few more minutes’ (in other words, at least 2 more hours). or he’d bribe you, with promises of kisses, and your favourite food (which he definitely isn’t that great at cooking), and back rubs, and just about anything he can think of. i mean, this man cannot bear to let you leave him in the mornings.

sometimes, he’ll pull his body weight on top of you, acting like a very heavy weighted blanket. he’d lay his head on your chest, sneakily nuzzling his face into it, with his broad chest pinning you down at the stomach and his hands slowly stroking up and down your sides and your arms.

"simon…" you’d groan, "please, i have work…"

"zzz…" he’d make very exaggerated snoring noises, pretending to be asleep, with one eye fluttering open and closed to peek up at you. he’s not a very believable actor.

"alright, big guy, get off…"

"can’t, m’sleeping on you," he’d whisper, a little smirk forming on his face. oh, he thinks he’s so funny.

thanks for the support lovelies :)

#i’m down bad #i need him badly #simon ghost Riley #simon riley #ghost #simon Riley x you #simon riley x reader #ghost x you #ghost x reader #fluff #headcanon #soft!ghost #cod #cod mw2 #cod headcanons #cod x reader

[sorrowfulrosebud]

Cont of this

*Wails profusely at the idea of reader walking in on Katsuki and baby play fighting in the nursery*

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The thick mahogany door separating your hall to your living room creaked loudly as you pushed it open before kicking off your shoes. You sigh in relief; you adored your friends, but by god could Mina and Denki talk.

“Katsuki? Keiko? I’m home my babies!” You shouted into the silence of your usually noisy home, before realising that Keiko could be down for a nap.

The delicious aromatic smell of Katsuki’s noodles filtered through the air and enticed you to your spotless kitchen. A small note was left on your kitchen island with Katsuki’s neat handwriting.

Hope you had a good time out with the losers, food’s in the fridge and Kei had his bottle. We’re probably upstairs in the nursery

- love, Ki

You smiled at his loving note, before prepping the food and tucking in.

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After the delectable dish of noodles and vegetables, you meandered your way up the stairs to the large nursery you had for Keiko. You crept the white door open slowly, before tears started pricking at your eyes.

Katsuki was laying on the floor with your chunky baby resting on his chest with a tiny Dynamight costume on. Katsuki was making Keiko punch his face, revelling in his laughter.

“What the hell?! Why is this hero so damn strong?!” He pretended to be scared as he gently manoeuvred Keiko’s tiny fists to make contact with his cheeks. Keiko was giggling away, drooly mouth flashing his proud daddy his singular tooth. Katsuki let out little “pew pew” and “whoopash” noises at every point of contact.

“No more Mr Hero! I’m too weak, don’t punch me again!” He faked groans of pain as he repeatedly made Keiko punch his cheeks, before delivering the final blow.

Katsuki slumped his head to the side as he made convincing sounds of death.

“Blehhhhggg,” he moaned as he died. Keiko laughed loudly as he tried to plunge for his daddy. Katsuki let out his own laugh as he snuggled his baby closer to him.

“This certainly looks like naptime,” you laughed out loud as Katsuki jumped.

“Uhhh. He woke up?” He offered, embarrassed you saw him admit defeat for his son. You shook your head playfully as you approached your two heroes.

You picked Keiko up as he cooed in your arms.

“You did a wonderful job of beating your daddy up, Keiko,” you nuzzled your face into his slightly pink cheeks, earning a babble.

Katsuki smiled widely at his family before groaning at the way his legs had gone numb from the assault from his son. He joined your hug, swaying the three of you softly together. Katsuki pressed small kisses to each of you as Keiko burbled away. You nuzzled your face into Katsuki’s neck, smiling when you feel him smile back.

“I missed you both today,” you murmured. Katsuki continued to smile.

“We missed you too, didn’t we little guy?” He nudged Keiko, who yawned sleepily in response. He rubbed his eyes before nestling into you, breaths slowly deepening as you gave him a gentle goodnight kiss.

“Time for a real nap now, isn’t it sweetheart?” You murmured, giving your husband a pointed look, who only let out a breathy laugh.

“Ain’t my fault he’s a damn good hero.”

#bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou x reader fluff #bakugou #domestic bakugou #just him. with his family. ISJRJRNNGNF #*spongebob voice* the gang’s all here. AUGH #Him being so soft and gentle with his baby boy I’m salivating

[zorosdimples]

as a joke, you dress up as your boyfriend—nanami kento—for halloween.

you wear a blue button down, khaki pants, his signature tie, and you slick your hair back. to finish the look, you don a stern scowl.

when you surprise kento with your “costume,” he says nothing, his focus zeroing in on your face.

“do i always look like that?” he finally asks.

you frown, confused. “you wear this outfit to work every day, ken.”

“no,” he says, shaking his head. he walks up to you and cups your face, running a warm thumb where your brows furrow. “do i always looks so unhappy?”

you drop the act immediately—he can see the worry that paints your features. “god no. it’s just you have a kind of…grumpy resting face,” you explain, balling your fists in his shirt. “but not with me,” you admit with a smile.

after a moment, your boyfriend replies: “i see.” he punctuates the statement with a soft kiss to your forehead. “i’ve never been happier than when i’m with you.”

#I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT CAME OVER ME #i’m feeling soft for him #kento <3 #༄ kae writes

[shima-draws]

#OH?? OH MY GOD??? #HE’S BACK TO BABY MODE. I’M GOING TO FCUKING CRY #KIKIIIII 😭😭😭 #Pokemon #Kieran #Pokemon Kieran #Pokemon SV #Pokemon Scarlet and Violet #Mochi Mayhem #CRYIGN I LOVE HIM SO MUCHHHHHHHH #THEY MADE HIM LOOK SO SOFT EVEN WITH HIS GOOFY HAIRDO #SOBSSSS #Shima speaks

[tummysmoocher]

Imagining him sitting on a couch under me, moaning and trying to stifle burps. He can ask me to stop but he keeps eating anyway, taking everything I put in front of his mouth. His shirt is pulled up and resting on his bloated tummy, his jeans undone and framing his lower belly perfectly. Weakly letting his head fall back as he rubs his stomach with one hand and runs the other through his hair. How I would get on my knees between his thighs just to kiss his belly everywhere, pulling little whines and gasps from his lips, my teeth nipping at the soft spot of underbelly below his navel. Enough to drive me crazy.

#AND THEN ID GIVE HIM HEAD CRAZY SLOPPY INSANE STYLE #AN EE WAYZ. HELLO. #wg text #soft feedism #I’m not proof reading this my brain literally just came up with it to push me over the edge while jackin it and I’m writing it down #so that I don’t forget it basically.

[avenananana]

💞

#I told you I am a softie and I’m going to draw soft things now #astarion #astarion ancunin #baldurs gate astarion #astarion fanart #i love him #baldurs gate 3 #astarion x tav #baldurs gate fanart #tav x astarion #astarion romance #baldur’s gate astarion #bg3 astarion #astarion bg3 #bg3 tav #bg3 art #bg3 fanart #bg3 #baldurs gate art #baldur’s gate 3 #baldurs gate #baldurs gate tav #baldurs gate iii #spawn astarion #vampire spawn #my tav #my art #my artwork #lovers

[callsign-relic]

Thinking about Optimus noticing you’re tired when you refuse to stop working.

He knows how hard you’ve been working to keep up with the Autobots. Or even in your personal life away from him, Optimus knows you’ve been doing so much. And you’re so tired. But no matter what you do, you never feel it’s enough.

He finds you at your workdesk within the base, leafing through papers like a zombie. It wasn’t long until you couldn’t keep your eyes open anymore, and your head falls into your crossed arms at the desk. With a little gasp, Optimus approaches you.

“Oh, sweetspark…” his gentle voice murmurs from above you, and you’re awakened from your stupor. You jolt upwards— only for a thumb to reach down and lightly press on your cheek, pushing you gently back down onto your work table.

“No, no. Stay there.” Despite the pure kindness to his tone, you could tell he was worried for you. Slowly, more of his blue-plated digits come into your vision, and you realize Optimus was scooping you up into his servos.

Slowly, you’re lifted up and away from your desk— despite how you uselessly reach back down. A blue light fills the corner of your eye, and you turn your head to see Optimus gazing at you with furrowed brows.

“Come, dear. You look exhausted. I can’t imagine how you must feel. Please, let me help you get some rest.”

You do your best to keep your eyes open. You raise a hand to object, open your mouth to argue—

But then, you feel the faintest pulse of his spark ebbing through the plating of his servo beneath you.

The sensation lulls you into absolute security. You muster up the energy to nod, and beneath his faceplate, Optimus offers the gentlest of smiles— one you can see softly lift the corners of his optics.

Slowly, the mech brings you forward to his chassis, cradling you in his hand. You lean your head forwards, close your eyes, and spread your arms against the warm glass of his windshields, letting the feeling of his deep, thrumming spark flow through you. You take in one slow breath, then another— and eventually, you find your own heartbeat has matched pace with his even throbs.

“Relax,” Optimus whispers, and that’s what you do, melting into his gentle touch. “Let me take you somewhere more comfortable. Then, we can rest as much as you need.”

And as the Prime slowly starts forward, careful not to disturb your tiny form too much in his hold, you only give him a little nod once more. With the gentle rocking of his footsteps, it wasn’t long until you drifted off to sleep entirely, before you even made it to his berthroom.

#relic writes #transformers #transformers x reader #optimus x reader #Optimus prime x reader #I’m full of many soft thoughts today #(Have not watched G1 yet but that’s the image for him I had in mind for this so. that’s something Optimus would do I think) #reader insert #Transformers g/t #you could also imagine bayverse or Prime if you wanted to

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

Reaching out your arm and feeling Nanami Kento’s side of the bed empty. Slowly opening your eyes and croaking out a sound of confusion. You get up and check the room right next door to yours, the back of Kento facing the door. He’s pulled a chair in front of the crib he currently is situated at. The floor creaks beneath your weight and Kento turns to see you, rubbing your eye tiredly in the door way. There’s a small smile on his lips, softly growing wider when he sees you. You walk towards him, smooth your hand across his back and resting on his shoulder farthest from you. Your eyes land in the crib, your daughter sound asleep, occasionally moving her little limbs as she dreams. Kento let’s out a content sigh through his nose, his hand reaching up to hold yours that’s still placed on his shoulder. “She the most beautiful thing… isn’t she?” His voice comes out low, his eyes still on his daughter. He looks tired, he should be in bed sleeping too. But he can never pull himself away from his daughter. He’s too deeply in love with her, wanting to watch her peaceful face as she sleeps, wondering what she could be dreaming about.

#I’m so soft for him rn I apologize #tw: pregnancy #it’s not exactly pregnancy??? but that’s the best tw I could word for this lol #nanami kento x reader

[davidtennan-t]

another aspect I absolutely love about this scene is the physical affection fifteen gives to an older man (I know fifteen is older but I’m talking more about appearance) which you barely ever see in movies and TV shows in such a gorgeously portrayed way - fourteen is older in appearance but takes support from fifteen like a young sibling, burying his face into his shoulder and latching onto him which I just think is beautiful

#I hope that makes sense #I’m not saying love isn’t portrayed towards older men but this scene #fifteen letting fourteen be loved and holding him in such a way will never not make me soft #fourteenth doctor #fifteenth doctor #david tennant #ncuti gatwa #doctor who

[raplinenthusiasts]

🥟

#min yoongi #yoongiedit #bts #btsgif #dailybts #dailybangtan #userbangtan #cyphernet #*mine #myg #I could use soft dumpling yoongi today so I’m sharing him

[bl4ckth0rn3]

Say what you want but I reckon that the kindest, most beautiful, kinda most badass, and definitely most downright fucking romantic line in the whole Six of Crows duology will always be…

‘I can read to him.’

#I’m soft #Wylan had never had someone who was just always there for him and I’m going to start crying #I just #I can’t with these two #wesper #wylan my beloved #wylan van eck #jesper fahey #six of crows #crooked kingdom #grishaverse