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earth2rin · 1 month

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thinking about…

satoru as a husband ᡣ𐭩

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lazily, he slots himself on the couch, laying across the long piece of furniture, his feet dangling off the edge. he thought about how you would get upset that he dirtied the couch, but he would brush it off by telling you he’d buy you a whole new set.

just a minute.

he swore he closed his eyes for one second, only for 45 minutes to have passed by. when he had finally opened his eyes he remained on the couch, except you had weaseled your way to move his heavy head onto your lap, running your fingers through his snow-like hair.

“hi handsome” you smile down at him. he blinks and yawns. “i thought i heard the door open and when i finally came down to investigate here you are asleep” you giggle and slightly pinch his nose.

he crinkles it slightly and sends you a small smile. “ ‘m sorry baby, i could’ve sworn i closed my eyes for one second. but there’s nothing better than to wake up and see your pretty face” he reaches for the hand that's in his hair and lays gentle kisses from your wrist to your palm. internally you frowned, he looked exhausted and your heart ached a little when he winced from adjustung his head so he could look at you better. he worked so hard to provide, he worked so hard for you.

you smile brightly and place a kiss on his forehead, “you’re so sappy” and he chuckles, bringing your hand to cup his cheek.

“why don't we get you cleaned up, yeah?” he stares into your eyes, tender and warm but fatigue laced in his icy blue orbs, your gaze lingering on each other for just a second too long. he sighs and reluctantly gets up, leaving you and your warmth to make his way to the bathroom.

the tension in his muscles melts away when he feels the pelt of hot water grace his supple skin. he sighs, his head turned down with eyes close. he feels the ache in his body fade away until it resides as a slight ebb. it made him even more sleepy. after shampooing and lathering his body in soap, he turns the shower off, and steps in front of the steamy mirror.

he notices the growing dark under eye circles and slight stubble he's been neglecting recently. he notices the slight wrinkles that are growing prominent from the frequency of his frowning lately. he grimaces, turning around to flip off the light and closes the door.

his eyes are met with dim candle lights and incense burning, you're sitting prettily on your knees with a silky pink gown. “what's all this for pretty?” he feels his heart tightening, making his way towards you, his knees touching the edge of your bed.

“i wanted to do some skin care on you, you never take care of yourself toru” you look into his azure eyes as you pout.

how did he ever end up finding you.

he brings his hand to your face, gently thumbing your cheek, “i don’t focus on such frivolous things, i have to keep my girl safe and happy. you didn’t have to do all this for me baby.”

you stand up from the bed, grabbing both of satoru’s hands and speak to him, “i want to take care of you toru, you’re so good to me i need to return the gesture, it’s what my husband deserves.” he chuckles and brings his forehead to yours, “you don’t need to do anything for me. you don’t owe me anything either, everything i do for you is purely because i want to do it. all i do for you is the bare minimum, i should be doing more in fact!”

you pout again upset at how he discredits his actions. as if making you quit your job so you can stay at home stress free and spoiling you with love and thousand dollar shopping sprees is bare minimum. not to mention all the traveling you guys do when he spontaneously mentions that he’s taking you on vacation. “you do so much more than that and you know it. all i’m asking you for is to lay in bed and relax!” you shove his shoulder.

he finally flops on the bed with his hands behind his head, waiting for you to move. he wiggles his eyebrows at you which makes your eyes roll but makes you smile nonetheless.

“i like where this is going” he whistles at you as you straddle his lap, you lightly slap his arm. “get your mind out of the gutter. nothing is happening tonight just so we’re clear” he rolls his eyes and mumbles a ‘yeah yeah’.

you place a headband to hold his hair back and softly say, “okay close your eyes.” he complies, his white eyelashes fluttering shut. you carefully place 2 cool cucumbers on his eyes and he sighs. he feels like a puddle, your soft touch and home-like scent invading his senses sending him into a plane of euphoria. next you grab a clay mask and a brush, gently painting his face with the gray liquid.

“how’s it feel lovey?” he hums and sighs, leaning further into the fluffy feather filled pillows beneath his head. “feels wonderful baby” you giggle and continue putting on the mask. “okay toru, gonna leave that on for 15 minutes kay?” he nods but then his eyebrows furrow.

“what am i supposed to do?” he had never been able to take a moment and put everything on pause before, the thought of having to lay still and do nothing made him a bit antsy. after placing the container that held the liquid mask in, you turn to him, “just relax baby, would you like some water kind sir?” he hears the clink of glassware and the swish of water grow closer and he smiles.

gojo satoru had never ever been pampered. spoiled rotten maybe, but no one had ever taken care of him the way you are now. sure he was praised in the highest degree in the clan, and sure he was fawned over by a broad sea of girls, both young and old. but no one had ever cared about him so deeply that his well being was always a priority. he was amazed by the thought of you caring about him so much that you would go out of your way to take care of him in a way no one else had ever done. all he could think of at the moment was how incredibly kind your heart is and how he was so fortunate enough to have ever stumbled upon your life. he was so grateful that you let him into your life. he was so grateful for you.

“i would love some m’lady” you bring the straw to his puckered lips and he smiles.

after doing 2 face masks, eye patches, your own night time routine and plucking his eyebrows, satoru finally snuggled up to you, his face buried in your chest with his arms wrapped around your torso.

“thank you for taking care of me baby, you’re the best wife a man could have ever asked for” you giggle as he peppers kisses on your chest. “of course, i love loving you. it's so easy, like breathing.”

“i love being your husband. i love loving you.” you can hear the tiredness in his voice grow with each word he says. a couple seconds later his soft snores could be heard throughout the silence of your home.

#gojo satoru #jjk gojo #gojou satoru x reader #jjk satoru #jjk angst #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fluff #gojo fluff #gojo satoru fluff #soft and fluffy #husband gojo #married life

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audhd-nightwing · 1 year

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thinking about steve answering the door of eddie’s trailer after staying the night, wearing just boxers and eddie’s hellfire shirt. his hair is a mess and he’s all sleep-soft, there’s definitely a few hickies on his neck, he’s rubbing at his eyes and yawning, and he definitely just woke up.

he opens his eyes to see max’s shocked face right as it turns into a knowing smirk. he groans; she’s going to be absolutely insufferable about this.

steve can hear eddie bumbling around the trailer behind him, and responds to eddie’s yell of who is it? with an eye roll and it’s mayfield!

the noise from inside stops and eddie wanders to the door, peeking over steve’s shoulder with narrowed eyes.

“whaddya want, red?”

max smirk grows when she sees eddie looking similarly rumpled, and she shrugs.

“i was gonna ask for a ride but clearly you two are busy so,” she snickers, “i’ll ask again later.”

with that she turns and walks down the porch steps, leaving them staring after her in confusion.

steve closes the door behind him and leans against it, his hands covering his burning face.

eddie, assuming that steve is panicking about max knowing, tries to reassure him.

“red wont tell anyone until you’re ready, i’ll make sure of it.”

steve looks up incredulously, mind buffering before he realizes what eddie thinks is happening.

“they all already know i like guys,” he waves away eddie’s concern, “it’s not that.”

“what is it then?” eddie asks, lost.

steve blushes and says “that was so fucking awkward! we totally look like we hooked up!”

“well,” eddie argues, “we did.”

steve groans and pushes eddie’s grinning face away.

“you know what i mean asshole.”

***

“you owe me ten dollars,” max crows into the walkie.

dustin screeches "what?!?" right as max holds the walkie away from her ear (it's instinct at this point whenever she radios dustin).

"ten dollars, dustybun!"

"how- when- MAX??" dustin splutters.

max just laughs and turns off the walkie; he'll figure it out eventually

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #max mayfield #dustin henderson #steveddie #steddie fluff #soft steve harrington #max mayfield is the best #soft steddie #domestic steddie #domestic steve harrington #max mayfield is a little shit #/affectionate #sleepy mornings #steve in eddie’s hellfire shirt #bc i need it #soft and fluffy

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disastrousduckss · 15 days

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The night they finished the first floor of the bunker, they all slept in the center of the "living room" and only shared one blanket.

#trolls kismet #trolls ablaze #trolls branch #trolls trickee #trolls boom #trolls hype #we are in sync fanfic #we are in sync au #they are laying in a moss bed #soft and fluffy

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happybird16 · 10 months

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Suddenly yearning to have Levi wash my hair

Just imagine Levi, with gentle hands and a soothing touch, carefully wetting your hair with warm water, ensuring it’s thoroughly saturated. You find yourself lounging back in the bathtub, one that Levi thoughtfully prepared for you, and he sits by your side, always eager to serve despite his gruff exterior. The steam fills the air, creating an atmosphere of relaxation and indulgence.

As Levi’s long, slender fingers work their way into your scalp, you can feel the perfect amount of pressure being applied. Each fingertip seems to possess a unique ability to relieve tension and melt away stress. His touch is a harmonious blend of soothing and invigorating, coaxing your senses into a state of tranquility. The gentle graze of his perfectly trimmed fingernails against your skin sends waves of delight through your body, evoking a pleasant shudder that courses through you, reminding you of his capable hands.

Levi’s attention to detail is impeccable. With utmost care and precision, he ensures that every strand of your hair is thoroughly lathered and cleansed. His fingers move in slow, circular motions, massaging your scalp and spreading the lather evenly, creating a truly indulgent experience. The scent of the shampoo fills the air, adding to the sensory delight.

As you close your eyes, the weight of the world seems to lift off your shoulders, and the outside world fades away. With his nails purposely dragging along your scalp, a sensation of pure bliss washes over you, causing all your muscles to become limp and lax. In that moment, all the stresses of the world melt away, leaving you with a deep sigh of relief. The tension in your body dissipates as Levi’s touch continues to work its magic.

Amidst this serenity, Levi’s voice resonates with depth, adding another layer of comfort to the experience. “You better not fall asleep again. It’s like you want me to carry you to bed,” he playfully remarks, his gentle words acting like a soothing lullaby. The melodic quality of his voice blends harmoniously with the warm water enveloping your senses, creating an otherworldly sensation of pure relaxation. The rhythmic flow of water and the soft hum of Levi’s voice combine to form a symphony that transports you to a place of complete tranquility. It feels like heaven—pure heaven.

#levi x reader #levi/reader #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #tay's.drabbles #soft and fluffy #yearning tonight guys #levi fluff #levi x reader fluff #this post is basically self care #attack on titan #levi

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iwaoiness · 3 months

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When Oikawa arrives in Miyagi after almost three years, he cries in his mother's arms, struggles not to cry in his father's, squeals indignantly when his sister purposely pats the sunburn on his back, and has to ask five times if the Takeru in front of him (with grown hair and almost as tall as he is) is his Takeru.

Then, as he tries to carry his heavy 20-kilogram suitcase up the stairs and Takeru rummages through his backpack for gifts, Oikawa-san speaks.

"Oh, by the way, Tooru, there's a package for you in your room" She smiles warmly, the signs of expression accentuating as her big eyes narrow.

"I didn't order anything" He growls through his teeth from the third step where he still stands, totally focused on pulling his damn suitcase (at the base of the stairs yet) up with both arms.

"It's from Hajime-kun" But those five words immediately stiffen him, causing him to drop his suitcase suddenly and run upstairs, nearly tripping over his own feet with his mother's laughter in the background and Takeru's disgusted groan as he pricks his hands on the melted chocolate he finds in the backpack pocket.

He stumbles open the door, barely pausing at the tingle of nostalgia as his eyes fall on the box on his desk. Oikawa's heart races and his lips curl into a tender smile before he sits back in his chair, which creaks subtly.

Tooru's fingers tremble as he delicately tears the wrapping paper (it's dark blue, adorned with countless stamped Saturns) and blinks in surprise as it reveals a lego cherry blossom tree set. And there's a note stuck to the back, with kanji written in thick, slanted strokes that Oikawa would recognize even with an aging brain. A wet laugh escapes him as he reads the note, his eyes misty and as full of love as the first day.

i'll stop loving you the day these flowers wilt

welcome home, Tooru

eternally yours,

Hajime

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minleeeknow · 3 months

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'whipped cream & kisses'

‘pairing’ - 엔하이픈 02z (enhypen) x fem!reader

‘genre’ - fluff so much fluff, established relationship

‘tw’ - kissing and um, idk fluff?

‘word count’ - 0.6

‘to get tagged’ - pls reply to the taglist post, this post or just ask me

‘lee’s notes’ - lowercase intended, not proofread, entry for okwonyo's bonbon fraise event, inspired by list 1, prompt 6 + prompt 10

pls note, reblog, anything

sunghoon

you feel arms around your waist as you finish the first layer of frosting on your strawberry cake.

"you looked so cute focusing," sunghoon admits shyly as he rests his chin on top of yours. his hands skillfully guide yours across the cake, the frosting delicately falling onto the cake.

"can we put the whipped cream now?" sunghoon asks, unraveling himself from your arms. you laugh.

"noooo hoonie, no whipped cream on cake," you say, trying not to laugh at his face. he's mock-pouting.

"pleaaaase," sunghoon begs, kissing you on the nose. you escape his embrace and open the fridge, snatching the whipped cream bottle. you spray it on your nose and look at sunghoon.

"there's your whipped cream," you say, feeling a hot blush rise up your cheeks. sunghoon smirks as he steps closer, his face inches away from yours.

he kisses your nose again, licking up the whipped cream from it and then sunghoon cups your face, kissing your lips. after what feels like a whole hour he breaks the kiss, a bright smile on his face.

"i love you, yn," he says softly, looking shyly at the ground.

"love you too, hoonie."

jongseong

"cmon jay, please?" jay frowns, hiding his face.

"no yn, i don't want whipped cream on my face," jay protests as you shake the whipped cream bottle in his face. you groan.

"baby please," you plead, leaning on his chest. "i'll wear the matching sweatshirts?"

jay's eyes immediately light up. "you mean the cat and dog ones?" he asks, suddenly animated. you nod, sighing. he smiles and you spray a bit of cream on his nose and he goes cross-eyed looking at it.

"oh my god its so cooooooold!!" jay complains. "it's whipped cream jay," you say, amused.

you laugh and he smiles at you. "i love making you laugh," jay says. you say nothing and instead kiss his nose, getting the whipped cream in the process. you close your eyes and let him wrap his arms around you.

"that was actually kinda sweet," jay admits. you poke his chest. "i told you so!" you tease him. jay rolls his eyes.

"fine fine you were right yn." he twists your hair around his index as he says, blushing, "can we do that again?"

jaeyun

you sigh as you cuddle with jake. he leans his head against yours and the comfortable silence engulfs you both.

"do you like whipped cream?" the question comes out of nowhere and takes you aback. "do you like whipped cream?" you counter smoothly as you trace jake's hand.

"i love it. but i love you more," jake says, smiling at your immediate fluster. "did you have to?" you complain.

"of course i did yn." he gets up and goes to the kitchen. jake comes back with a bottle of whipped cream.

"whaaaat are you doing?" you ask cautiously. jake flashes you a small smirk. "you'll see."

he unbottles it and sprays some cream on his nose. your eyebrows fly up and you stifle a laugh. your boyfriend sprays some on your nose and you give him a look.

"sim jaeyun!" you say playfully, using his full name. jake ignores you and sits in front of you.

"kiss me," he says, holding your hands. "wh-what?" you stutter, surprised.

"kiss me," he echoes. "i want you to rub your nose with mine."

"whipped cream and all?" you ask. jake smiles. "that's part of the charm."

you take a breath before leaning in, your noses brushing, whipped cream melting into each other. you feel jake's soft lips on yours. suddenly he moves and he catches some whipped cream in his mouth. you laugh and do the same.

"see, yn, it wasn't bad."

#park sunghoon #sim jaeyun #park jongseong #enhypen #enhypen thoughts #fluff #enhypen fluff #enhypen x reader #enhypen 02z #sunghoon imagines #jake imagines #enhypen jake #enhypen jay #soft and fluffy #omg so fluffy #૮ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა ！？：bonbon fraise event、#minleeeknow

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belatinysun · 30 days

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a new official art of kenma and shoyo was released today and i can't stop beaming wahhh the way shoyo is curling his arm around kenma and squeezing their cheeks together is so tender, sweet, cute... I SIMPLY LOVE THEIR FRIENDSHIP SO MUCHHH 😭❤️🧡

thank youuu furudate-sensei for always spoiling us with new haikyu!! content yearly 🫂🥺☀️

#haikyuu #aaaaaa #hinata shoyo #kozume kenma #i love themmmmmm #their friendship means so much to me #i love how kenma feels so comfortable around shoyo #so cuteeee #hinata shoyo is my son #soft and fluffy

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earth2rin · 2 years

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DILF!BAKUGO

warnings: maybe a little suggestive if you squint your eyelids real close but otherwise just pure fluff!!!

drabble drabble drabble

just thinking about dilf!bakugo who has a daughter who is absolutely the sweetest angel you have ever met and i have two different scenarios for this.

you have her in your kindergarten class and she is just the cutest little thing. she’s always so polite and kind to others. one time the class went to a petting zoo and she was so quiet and gentle with the animals. at one point she was sitting on the hay covered ground with a piglet asleep in her lap. some other kid went over to her screaming about how cute it was and how they wanted to hold it and she scolded the kid. “now hush! can’t you see it’s sleeping. you can have a turn when it’s awake.” she whispered just a tad bit ticked off.

the day they got out for winter break you had a christmas party for the kids and boy was it hectic. there was hot chocolate spilt, cookie crumbs all over the place, frosting smeared on the chairs, you know all the normal kid things. as your picking up you hear her quiet voice behind you, “miss (l/n) would you like some help?” and your heart melts. you send her a sweet smile and shake your head, “no i got it baby, but thanks for asking pumpkin!” she makes a thin line with her lips, “are you sure? my daddy won’t be here for a little while, i really don’t mind!” she wasn’t gonna take no for an answer huh? 10 minutes go buy and you both finished and are now dancing to every breath you take by the police when suddenly you hear a knock and a gruff voice at the doorway. you turn around and katsumi runs in that direction. “hi daddy! how was work?” she says as she hugs him tightly. “it was good sweet pea thanks for asking.” as he plants a kiss on her forehead. he turns to you and stumbles a little. god you were gorgeous. “sorry i’m late, i had a little incident to take care of, i hope she didn’t cause too much trouble.” you shake your head and smile “never! she is the sweetest girl i have ever met!” you giggle a little and he smiles. katsumi runs up to you and hugs your leg. “i’ll see you in a few weeks miss (l/n)! have a great christmas break!” she hands you a card of her and her dad wearing matching green turtle necks and jeans. she had saved a christmas card for you. you smile so big and give her hug, “merry christmas katsumi! i hope you have a wonderful christmas and new year! be safe you two!” you wave goodbye and bakugos eyes gaze a little longer and then you can’t see them anymore.

another one would be you being bakugos assistant and sometimes (3 times out of 5) she’ll come to the agency afterschool. she’ll sit in a chair right next to his desk in the office, or she’ll go to the break room to sit at a table (a disney princess one with matching chairs that bakugo got for her) and she’ll draw and color on a notebook that you bought for her. sometimes she’ll even ask for you to lift her up and sit her on your desk and just talk your ear off. which you enjoy because it truly is interesting to get a peak inside a 6 year olds mind, especially pro hero dynamights childs’ at that. she’ll ramble and ramble about “miss (l/n), did you know that baby kangaroos are called joeys?” “do you think ants have nightmares miss (l/n)?” “what would happen if a volcano just erupted right now miss (l/n)?!” “miss (l/n) have you ever had a durian? they stink P U!” and you can’t help but entertain her thoughts by saying “really? i thought they’d be called dunkins!” “i’m sure ants have nightmares, they’re probably scared of some little blonde 6 year old girl drowning them with a water hose.” “well if a volcano exploded right now i’m sure your dad would pick you up and get you as far away from here honey!” “no i haven’t had a durian pumpkin, im sure they can’t smell as bad as your father.” you say as you pinch your nose and waft your hands and she bursts out in laughter.

katsumi sees her dad from the corner of her eye and covers her mouth to try and muffle her giggling, but it doesn’t work to any avail. “what’s all this laughter huh? this is a no laughing environment, only serious faces here.” bakugo says as he goes to tickle her sides. “m-miss (l/n) s-says you’re more stink-ier than a-a-a durian!” she lets out in between giggles and he pauses. “is what i’m hearing true miss (l/n)?” he says with a knowing smirk. you turn your head back to your computer with a straight face. “i said no such thing.” with a side eye. “hmm if i can recall last night you were saying my bedsheets sme-” you shush him and shoo him off shooting katsumi a smile to which she gives an even wider one back.

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feraltwinkseb · 5 months

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F1 Testing in Jerez February 6, 2013 - Jerez de la Frontera, Spain Source: Vladimir Rys Photography via Getty Images

#soft and fluffy #sebastian vettel #f1 #formula 1 #red bull racing #red bull seb #sv5 #2013

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steflionheart · 8 months

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Cherished

Fandom: Honkai Star Rail

Pairing: Dan Heng x Caelus

Wordcount: 2.482

tags: AU - canon divergent; soft and fluffy; tooth-rotting fluff; bold Dan Heng; flustered Caelus; Caelus walks in on sleeping Dan Heng and is totally smitten with it and accidentally causes mayhem; but don't worry, it was the best that could've happened :3

“Dan Heng?” Caelus asked, gently knocking only once at the door to the archives. He didn’t want to startle his friend.

Caelus waited for a few moments. Seeing that there was no answer coming from the other side, he assumed that Dan Heng was completely lost in either one of his books or browsing the databank of the Express for any information he was after.

As per usual.

All the more reason for Caelus to bring him the snacks and some calming tea he’d prepared especially for the bookworm.

The Express had stopped by a smaller planet nearby to stock up on provisions not too long ago. Welt and March had been chosen by Himeko to actually go out and get them while Caelus had been assigned with looking after Dan Heng.

Which he gladly did.

They all knew that Dan Heng, once engrossed in his data research, easily lost track of time and didn’t even notice that he was actually in need of something. So they’d all decided to mostly let him be, but check in on him regularly to make sure he didn’t dehydrate or starve himself.

“Coming in now, hope you’re not undressed!” Caelus chuckled before pressing the lock on the door to Dan Heng’s room.

He blushed slightly at the idea of actually finding an undressed Dan Heng in the archives but immediately pushed the thought aside.

‘Not the right time for such indecent daydreams,’ he reminded himself.

The door slid open with a soft shuffling sound and revealed the familiar, mostly quiet room. The only sounds one could hear was the soft whirring of the machines as well as deep, relaxed breaths, accompanied by soft snoring.

Caelus smiled to himself as he took a step inside, ready to announce himself and the meal he’d brought— but instead, he froze to the spot the very next moment.

‘Snoring?’ he asked himself.

He took another, cautious step forward and craned his neck to look around the data carrier box that was blocking his view. He then spotted a very much fast asleep Dan Heng, comfortably lying on his bed and only half covered by his usual thin quilt.

Caelus stepped slowly closer, focused on not making any sound. He didn’t want to risk waking Dan Heng or even startling him. He then placed the tray gently on the desk to his right before turning around.

Caelus simply stood there and observed Dan Heng’s sleeping figure.

His handsome face and posture seemed relaxed but Caelus noticed the slight twitching of muscles and how Dan Heng’s eyes danced behind his lids.

‘He must be dreaming,’ Caelus assumed as he took yet another few steps forward and stopped right beside Dan Heng’s bed. ‘I hope it’s a pleasant one for once. He deserves it.’

Caelus smiled gently to himself as he thought those words, a sense of fondness and warmth settling deep in his chest and spreading through his whole body. The longer he gazed at Dan Heng’s sleeping face, yet another strange sensation nearly overwhelmed him.

A deeply rooted longing suddenly clutched at his heart and squeezed it tightly.

He wondered what it meant at first until the moment his body eventually acted on its own. He lowered himself into a squat as his eyes wandered over Dan Heng’s delicate features and his right hand automatically stretched out towards the black-haired man’s face.

Almost reaching its destination, Caelus’ hand suddenly froze mere inches away from Dan Heng’s cheek as the latter stirred slightly. Dan Heng inhaled deeply before sighing and finally falling back into a relaxed state.

Caelus exhaled quietly, releasing the breath he didn’t even know he’d been holding in. He noticed his hand, still hovering above Dan Heng’s beautiful face. Shaking his head slightly, he closed his eyes for a brief moment.

‘What do you think you’re doing here, idiot? Get a grip already, you can’t just touch him while he’s sleeping!’ he scolded himself. He retreated his hand and slowly dragged it over his face instead as he groaned inwardly.

The moment he opened his eyes again, his breath hitched.

Dan Heng’s pale indigo eyes were staring right into his amber ones and Caelus startled with a gasp. He wanted to retreat by standing up but instead, he felt his whole body tipping backwards as he lost his balance.

The last thing he saw was Dan Heng’s eyes growing wide in shock before he called out to him.

“Watch out!”

Knowing full well that there was the metal railing right behind him, Caelus could not do much except for bracing himself for the impact. He clenched his eyes shut and pulled his shoulders up to his ears in a weak attempt to protect his head. At the same time, his hands reached down to somewhat lessen the impact on the floor.

But against his worst expectations, he felt a strong hand clutching the back of his head instead, while another settled around his back as they both pulled him flush against a sturdy chest.

Caelus needed a moment to process what exactly had happened and as he eventually dared to open his eyes again, he found himself surrounded by darkness. He wondered if he’d actually managed to hit his head and if he’d fainted.

That was, until a very familiar scent tickled his nose and eventually filled his lungs. He realized that it was way too distinct for it to only be a trick his mind was playing.

Caelus blinked several times but the darkness still didn’t fade, instead he noticed an increasingly faster and with each moment passing louder thumping sound. It felt unsettling but at the same time strangely soothing as it almost sounded like a heartbeat; way too fast and excited for its owner’s well-being.

He tried to move but the iron grip around his body only tightened and he groaned quietly as breathing became harder.

Slowly but surely, Caelus’ clouded mind cleared again and he became aware of where and in what situation he was.

The darkness surrounding him was actually Dan Heng’s black shirt as the silver-haired man realized that his face was pressed into his friend’s chest. Hence, why breathing was hard, too.

And the by now steadily fast and loud thumping sound was nothing other than Dan Heng’s heavily beating heart right underneath where his head was currently resting.

Caelus felt a wave of panic wash over him as he tried once again to move, realizing how close they were. He tried to lean back from Dan Heng but the other man was still holding him firmly against his body. Caelus managed to at least move his legs so that he was finally kneeling on the floor and not in a crouching position anymore.

The muscles in his thighs seemed to thank him and they pleasantly tingled as the blood rushed back through them.

A few more moments passed in which Caelus finally found the courage to lift his own arms and carefully wrap them around Dan Heng’s trembling body. It must’ve been straining to stay in this position or could it be… was he anxious or even terrified?

“Dan Heng…” Caelus muttered, voice muffled against the soft fabric of the other’s shirt. “I’m okay, you can let go now.”

The black-haired man inhaled a shaky breath and slowly loosened his embrace as he released that breath again. Caelus eventually blinked against the bright lights of the archive as he took a deep breath of his own.

His eyes immediately found Dan Heng’s.

Amber stared into pale indigo as seconds passed, hands still resting on each other’s arms as they both simply couldn’t do anything else but gaze at each other.

They were both kneeling on the floor, Dan Heng panting slightly with concern evidently written all over his features as his eyes scanned Caelus’ face intently. Caelus was taken aback at the sight of his friend being so worried, almost panicked even.

“A-are you really okay? Y-you… you didn’t get hurt?” Dan Heng asked and Caelus heard the light trembling in his voice. Caelus’ eyebrows shot up in surprise and he unconsciously squeezed Dan Heng’s forearms, where his hands were still resting.

“I’m fine, Dan Heng, really. You… saved me,” Caelus reassured him with a breathless smile and just a moment later, Dan Heng’s body slumped as he let out a breath of relief.

“I’m so glad… I couldn’t forgive myself if— if you got hurt because I startled you.”

His words were merely above a whisper, almost unintelligible but Caelus could easily make out the fear and honesty in them. A soft smile naturally found its way onto his lips.

He huffed a single breath of laughter before he confessed. “If anything, I shouldn’t have been here in the first place, so it was my fault anyway. I’m sorry, I woke you up.”

Dan Heng’s head snapped up, eyebrows knitted in confusion as it was written plainly all over his beautiful face. His delicate lips were slightly parted and the sudden urge to taste them almost threw Caelus off his feet again. He blinked and dismissed the thought as soon as it popped up in his mind as Dan Heng spoke up.

“Right… What were you doing here?” he tilted his head slightly, lifting one of his perfectly sculpted eyebrows in question.

Suddenly aware of them still being way too close, Caelus practically jumped up from the floor onto his feet and moved over to the desk where he’d left off the tray earlier. A flush crept up his neck and he desperately tried to wish it away.

To no avail, though.

Dan Heng just watched him, once again utterly confused until he saw a blushing, flustered Caelus simply standing there with the tray in his hands and mumbling.

“I wanted to check in on you and brought some snacks and tea…”

Caelus’ gaze snapped briefly to Dan Heng’s but immediately away again as he flushed even harder. He smiled sheepishly at his next words.

“You know best how immersed in your books or research you can get, so you often forget to eat or drink. I ju—” Caelus took a deep breath in an attempt to finish what he was trying to say. “I-I just wanted to…”

Dan Heng’s smile was fond and understanding was written all over his face as he got up himself and took the few steps towards Caelus. It was a genuine and heartfelt smile; a smile he rarely ever showed anyone.

Caelus was one of the very few, lucky devils that had witnessed it once before, yet he was still as mesmerized by it as he was the first time.

Dan Heng then reached out with his right hand and gently cupped Caelus’ cheek as he finished what the silver-haired man was actually trying to say.

“You just wanted to look out for me,” he simply stated, voice soft and affectionate. “Thanks for taking care of me, I really appreciate you.”

After another brief moment, Dan Heng retreated but the soft smile from before still lingered on his lips as he took the tray from Caelus’ hands. He placed it on the desk beside him before grabbing one of the sandwiches and taking a bite. He savored the taste, eyes closing briefly before he groaned quietly.

Dan Heng swallowed and his Adam’s Apple bobbed up and down; and all the while, Caelus’ eyes had been fixed on him, captivated by every single movement.

He eventually snapped out of his trance as Dan Heng reached out for the cup to take a sip of the by now merely lukewarm tea. Apparently, it didn’t bother him at all as he let out a content sigh after placing it back on the tray.

Dan Heng’s eyes found Caelus’ once again, gaze tender and voice soft as he spoke.

“Thank you, Cae, that was exactly what I needed now.”

Caelus was surprised that Dan Heng suddenly called him by a nickname and once again that afternoon, a bright pink blush settled high on his cheekbones as he sheepishly rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. His eyes wandered to the ground for a short moment before he looked back up at Dan Heng.

His voice cracked slightly as he answered. “Y-you’re most welcome. I… hope it was to your liking.”

“Mhm, it was delicious,” Dan Heng replied before closing the distance between them.

He leaned in, his face suddenly close as their gazes locked briefly and Caelus swallowed hard at that. Dan Heng then moved another few inches closer, past Caelus’ face. His body was taut in anticipation until Caelus eventually felt soft lips pressing gently against his left cheek.

It felt better than he could’ve ever imagined; Caelus’ skin tingled where Dan Heng’s lips touched it, sending a pleasant warmth surging through his whole body as the tension slowly subsided, and he practically melted into the touch.

Caelus wanted this moment to last longer— to last forever even, if possible— but he dared to doubt the possibility of this ever happening again.

‘It was probably just a spur-of-the-moment thing, don’t read too much into it,’ he thought to himself.

But against all odds, Dan Heng didn’t leave much room for any doubts.

“I gotta admit, I really like this,” he whispered. He leaned back slightly, cupping Caelus’ face in both hands as he stared into the other’s eyes and continued. “Will you bring me snacks and tea every day, from now on?”

Caelus was captivated by the intensity of Dan Heng’s gaze as he swallowed hard around the lump in his throat and simply nodded. He didn’t trust his voice at that moment.

And Dan Heng seemed to be satisfied as yet another gentle smile spread on his lips before he tightly wrapped his arms around Caelus' body, who returned the embrace with just as much eagerness.

They both enjoyed the moment and their closeness for just a bit longer, reveling in each other’s scent and warmth and just the feeling of each other.

Until three loud knocks at the door eventually interrupted their shared moment.

“Dan Heng? We’re back!” March called through the closed door. “Enough locking yourself up in there. Come on, hang out with us in the parlor car, we brought something for you.”

Both men pulled back and looked at each other for a short moment before chuckling at March’s order. Dan Heng then let go and his hand slid down along Caelus’ arm until it clasped around the other’s hand.

It felt amazing.

It felt right.

It felt like the most natural thing in the whole universe.

Fingers intertwining, Dan Heng then turned towards the door and gently dragged Caelus along.

Caelus couldn’t help but smile happily, gaze fixed on their joined hands as they both left the archive and headed towards the parlor car.

As demanded by March.

#dancae #caeheng #dan heng #caelus #honkai star rail #fanfic #fanfic writing #soft and fluffy #i love them a normal amount #pls theyre so cute #theyre in love your honor #steflionheart #steflionheartwrites

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rainbowrelyea · 6 months

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Phew, sliding this one in on the actual day for once! :-D

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Supercorptober Day 25: “Cottage”

When Kara and Lena have been dating for a year, they decide to take a trip to Ireland for their anniversary. Lena is looking forward to getting in touch with her recently discovered roots, while Kara is just happy she’s the one who gets to be by Lena’s side during it all. Besides, if there is anyone who understands the importance of knowing your heritage, it’s Kara. The bed & breakfast they are staying at is a cute little white cottage in the countryside. It’s small but charming in all the right ways, old and full of character.

One morning as they are laying in bed together, Kara notices Lena is a little quieter than usual and has a far off look on her face.

“Penny for your thoughts?” She asks, leaning down to plant a tender kiss on Lena’s dark brown hair.

“Just thinking about my mum. I don’t remember much about my childhood, but sometimes I can picture faint memories of certain things. I’m pretty sure we lived in a little cottage alot like this one.”

“Oh yeah?”

Lena nods, her hair tickling Kara’s nose. “MmHmm. I think it might have been blue. Or maybe we had a blue door, I’m not entirely sure. But I remember we had a garden, and there was this big window in the kitchen that looked out to it, so you could always see the flowers.”

“That sounds really lovely.” Kara murmurs softly as her lips brush the top of Lena’s head.

Lena rolls on her side to wrap her arm snugly around Kara’s waist, and tucks her head against the blonde’s chest. “It was, at least the way I remember it.”

The two of them lay there silently for a few minutes, just enjoying the warm comfort of their bodies pressed together. Kara is absent-mindedly running her fingers through Lena’s soft, wavy hair when she has an idea.

“We should get a cottage.”

Lena lifts her head off Kara’s chest to look up at her with one eyebrow raised and a questioning look on her face.

“I mean it!” Kara looks back at her with a wide grin and excitement in her voice. “We can find a little place like this in the countryside, maybe even somewhere close to where Florence lives. You’re always saying you wish you could see her more. There are plenty of these little cottages all over Ireland, I’m sure we could find one that suits us and fix it up however you want. We could even paint it blue if you’d like, and we could have a nice little garden with all your favorite flowers. It would help you remember your mum, and we could make our own happy memories there too.”

Lena’s green eyes are full of fondness and admiration as she studies her girlfriend’s eager expression, her own lips curling up into a thoughtful smile. “I think I’d like that very much.”

She leans forward to nuzzle her nose affectionately against Kara’s and places a soft kiss on her lips. “I love you, you know?”

Kara hums contentedly. “I know. I love you too.”

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A few years later when Kara and Lena get married, it’s a small, intimate ceremony - only their closest friends and family gathered together, in a lovely little garden full of flowers, behind a cozy little blue cottage.

#lena is irish #cozy cottage #soft and fluffy #supercorp #supercorptober #supercorptober2023 #lena luthor #kara danvers #supercorp fanfic #kara x lena

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happybird16 · 1 year

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No warnings, just soft fluffy and a bit silly

Blinking awake, the sight of him is the first thing to greet you. Through sleep laden eyes, you drink in the inky blackness of his hair spilling across the white expanse of the pillow. His eyes are pinched tight, the little wrinkle appearing between his brows even now. You watch fondly as his eyelids twitch, his mouth drooping open to release soft puffs of air.

He's quiet even in his sleep, you think, wiggling your thigh where it's pressed between his. At your back, his fingers curl, unconsciously pulling you forward with the slightest grasp. Beneath the covers, his leg shifts up, knee bending to curl the limb further over your own. It makes your heart stutter, a breath catching high in your throat.

This is the first time he's slept over. When you'd invited him, you'd more or less figured you wouldn't actually get to see him sleep. You're well aware of his insomnia, not to mention his tendency to sleep sitting upright in his office chair. Which can't be good for his back. You were afraid that the mattress might be too soft for him, especially after years and years of hard wooden lines digging into his back.

He hasn't slept on his back since he was a child, much less on a bed. You understand, though. They must have been hard to come by growing up, not to mention the vulnerability associated with actually sleeping. It's easy to end up dead if you're caught unaware.

When you'd asked him if he wanted to sleep over, it'd been hesitant. Expecting rejection. However, Levi had just nodded his head, acquiescing like it wasn't even an issue. He'd joined you on the mattress easily. Almost as if he'd been thinking about asking himself.

You're drawn out of your thoughts by a slight hum. Levi is murmuring nonsensically, lips curling around random vowels. His head shifts, his nose nuzzling into the pillow. I guess he's not completely quiet.

Curling an arm around his back, you slide your fingers up along the notches of his spine, stopping at the wide expanse of his shoulder blade. It warms your heart that he's allowed himself this. That he trusts you enough to be completely vulnerable in your presence. It means the world to you, seeing him relaxed and heavy with deep sleep.

I wonder how long he's been asleep? Just glancing out the window, you can see that it's definitely already morning. Soft rays of sunlight filter through the glass, casting the room in an early morning light. You hope he didn't toss and turn for too long. You know he usually only gets a handful of hours a night, sometimes even skipping days. This feels different though. A deep rest.

Surprised he's a side sleeper. You sort of imagined he'd sleep flat on his back, with his arms crossed like an upset parent. Shifting your hand up, your fingers cautiously cup the soft skin of his cheek. This morning is full of surprises it seems. You'd thought he'd be up before you, possibly already gone for his morning run. You'd also thought he'd be a light sleeper, jolting awake at the slightest movement or sound.

He leans into your touch, eyes fluttering. His mouth shifts, that quiet sleepy tone of his muttering out another string of nonsense. You think you hear the word 'tea' somewhere in there. It makes you smile. Cute.

Your fingers gently skim across his features, lightly trailing up along the curve of his cheek bone and under his eye. Such pretty eyelashes. He hums, leaning into your touch, mouth dropping open further. You can feel the soft puffs of his breath dusting your face, warm and even. You think you can even spot a small bit of drool, wet and shiny beside the plumpness of his bottom lip. Adorable.

Trailing your fingers up, you cup the side of his head, reveling in the softness of his hair. Threading your fingers through the stands, it always amazes you just how thick and silky his hair is.

At the touch, his features shift, eyes pinching tight as he snorts softly. Finally, his eyes flutter open, heavy lidded and swollen from sleep. Smacking his lips, his head presses even harder into your touch. The fingers at your back tighten, the arm wrapped behind you tugging you in closer. Your name falls from his lips, his voice rough and deep from sleep, "Morning."

"Morning sleepyhead," you smile, skimming your thumb along the plump curve of his cheek.

He yawns, long and heavy, back arching in a light stretch. "Watchin' me?" The words are half formed as he nuzzles his nose back into the pillow.

"Only for a bit." His legs shift against yours, the arm at your back pulling you in. Now his chest is pressed to yours, you can feel every rise and fall. "You're really cute when you sleep."

"Mhmm," Levi protests, shifting forward to press his forehead into your collarbone. "Creepy."

"Like you wouldn't have done the same." Levi's never been so cuddly and clingy with you before. It's like he doesn't want to get up and face the day. Doesn't want to leave the comforting warmth of your embrace. You hum, threading your fingers back into his hair to pet it softly. You can feel his eyelids flutter in response, the long lashes dusting softly against your collarbone.

"Did you know you talk in your sleep?" This close, you think you can feel the soft lull of his heart beat resonating from his chest and into yours. You press your nose into the hair at the top of his head. It smells of pure soap, fresh from the shower you'd taken together shortly before bed. In fact, his hair is still somewhat cool to the touch. Not quite wet, but somewhat damp.

"What?" Levi barks, pulling his face up to meet your gaze. His eyes are suddenly alert, shining more blue than silver in the soft morning light. He pouts, "No I don't."

"Yeah," you nearly laugh at how awake he suddenly seems. The startled, unhappy down turn to his lips is so unbelievably cute. "You were muttering something about tea."

"You're lying," he insists, squinting warily. "I didn't say shit."

Smirking, you tease, "Got something you wanna keep secret?" Pinching his chin between two of your fingers, you rub your thumb along the curve of his bottom lip. "I think you drooled a little too."

His eyes crinkle, the blue shining with equal parts mirth and worry. "I get nightmares...," he starts, tongue peaking out to wet his lips. His knee nudges softly into yours, the fingers at your shoulder drum softly. "The things i've seen.. you don't need to hear any of that."

"I get nightmares too," you murmur softly, worming a free hand between your chests to press it over his heart. The beat is steady, his skin warm even in the soothing cocoon of your bedsheets. "Don't worry too much about that. You slept well last night, right?"

He mimics your gesture, pressing a palm to the middle of your chest to feel the steady beat of your heart. "Yeah.."

"It seemed deep," you note, eyes drifting from his to access his face. His cheeks seem a tad less gaunt, more plump and youthful. The tired bags beneath his eyes are still there, but they're definitely lighter, less of a dark purple. "I'm glad."

He hums softly, glancing towards the window. "It's late, we should get up."

"I wish we could just stay here all day." Given that he's still wrapped around you, he probably feels the same. He's cuddling you like a small kitten desperate for warmth.

He frowns, humming softly. The silver of his eyes shines softly. The fingers over your heart circle softly into your skin. He sounds mournful, "If only."

"It's the weekend. We could.." Morning drills are only held on weekdays. Weekends are considered 'personal time' though most scouts don't bother leaving base. Smirking, your knee surges up, pressing high between his thighs. "We technically don't have to leave bed all day."

In response to your coy gesture, Levi's eyes darken to a deep steely blue, like the sky before a devastating storm. Suddenly, he surges upward, rising to hover over you. Pressing his weight into you, fingers skim enticingly along your hip and up across your belly. "And what would we do, then? Hmm?"

You laugh.

You can't help it. Sheer mirth bubbles up in your chest, escaping helplessly in loud peeling laughter. "Hah ha ha!" You throw your head back into the pillow, "Oh my fucking god!"

"The fuck?" Levi startles, jerking back to glare at you. "The fuck are you laughing about?"

"Y-you," you fight to speak through laughter. Tears build in the corners of your vision. It's a fight to blink them away, trails leaking from the corners of your eyes. "Y-your hair!!"

Levi shakes his head in confusion, "What?"

His hair is an absolute mess. It's wavy, something you've never seen before. Normally it's pin straight. Large chunks of it are betraying his part, rising up in a gravity defying mess. One large mass along the back of his head bounces as he moves. The sight nearly sends you into hysterics.

God. It hurts. You can't remember the last time you laughed this hard. Your belly aches but you can't stop the loud chortles.

"Shut the fuck up!" Levi curses. You can't see him anymore, tears welling to blur your vision. You feel him rise, the mattress shifting as he leaves your embrace. You don't even miss the loss, wrapping your arms around your belly to fight the painful laughter.

"You- haha -your hair! It bounced!" You laugh and laugh and laugh. Your neighbors can probably hear it, given how loudly it's bouncing against the walls of your small room. "It's so messy!"

Peeling your eyes open, you spot Levi frowning into the small mirror on your dresser. He's desperately trying to fix his part and pat down the gravity defying pieces of his hair. "The fuck did you do?”

The sight only revives your laughter, sharp peels filling the air again. God it's hard to breathe, your belly hurts in such a good welcome pain. "It-," you struggle out in a joyous wheeze. Given how he usually sleeps, his hair is probably never messed up. "It's from sleeping on a mattress with wet hair!"

"Keep laughing. See if I ever stay over again." Lips curving downward in a deep pout, Levi continues to pat uselessly at his hair. You can even spot his nose wrinkling adorable in frustration. Running his fingers through the strands, some of it settles down into a somewhat correct position -still very wavy- but one large spot along the back springs right back up.

Wheezing, you struggle to regain your composure, if only a little bit. Sitting up, you note that the wayward tuft looks like a single, fluffy cat ear, the fur stark black to match the inkiness of his hair. He shakes his head again, and it wobbles, causing your chest to seize with another round of riotous laughter -this time strained in a poor attempt to be quiet.

You can't help the slight giggle in your voice when you speak, "Sit here," you pat the mattress by your side, "and bring my comb in the dresser there. I'll fix it."

#levi x reader #levi/reader #soft and fluffy #myaotdrabbles #tay's.drabbles #levi ackerman #attack on titan #aot levi #written in one sitting lol #levi fluff #levi #a bit silly #levi ackerman x reader

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