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giggly-squiggily · 1 year

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Hey! I saw your valentines event and I hope I'm not late! It said til Feb 14 so I hope I'm in the clear, and also that I've done this right. Can I request a SaneGiyuu demon slayer one with the candy heart "💜angel: "what if I do this?"

My Sanegiyuu heart! Ahhh! *falls over in swoon* I've gotcha covered, friend! (and you're in the clear! You did great! :D)

Angel: "What happens if I do this?"

Giyu rather liked Sanemi’s back.

Warm tanned skin expanded across hard earned muscles, occasionally broken up by faded scars from various demon attacks. Everything from the nape of his neck down to the curve of his hips was a sight to behold. Before, Giyu used to wonder what it’d be like to run his hands against that landscape of skin.

Now, he had the luxury to do so.

“Mm…that’s nice.” Sanemi groaned in his arms as Giyu’s hand brushed his spine, body relaxing almost instantly. “Keep doing that.”

“So greedy.” Giyu laughed softly, arching his fingers so his nails scratched gently across his skin. “What happens if I do this?

“Hm? Wha-Ahhehehehe!” Sanemi arched some when the hand dragged across his skin. Giyu blinked, surprised. Then he did it again.

“Gehehehahha! G-Giyu!” Sanemi gave him a look, though it held no real malice. Giyu raised a brow back. “Yes?”

“You're tickling me!” Sanemi huffed, cheeks pink.

“I am?” Giyu feigned innocence. “You want me to stop?”

“....” Sanemi didn’t respond, conflict in his expression. When he spoke, his voice was soft. “No…I don’t mind it.”

“Okay.” Giyu nodded, lightly dragging his nails against Sanemi’s skin. The pale haired Hashria arched some as soft giggles poured over his lips, a small smile working its way across his lips. “Just let me know if you want me to stop.”

“Suhuuhuhhuhure.” Sanemi turned his face completely in his arms, shaking with mirth as Giyu continued to lightly trace his skin, his touch feather-light when they ran over old scars. “Ahehahahahhaa, dohohohohon’t gohoohoohoho so lihihihihihihght!”

“Does it tickle too much?” Giyu asked, giggling softly. “Aww, that’s adorable.”

Sanemi pushed up with a glare, cheeks bright red. Reaching out, he gathered up his boyfriend with a sweep of the arm, trapping him against his chest as his fingers danced along the back of his ribs. “You think I’m adorable? Oh hell no- let’s remind you who the real cute one is!”

“Ah! Ahehahahahahhhahha! S-Sahahahhaenmihihiihihi!” Giyu yelped, squirming in his arms as soft hiccupy laughs broke past his lips. “Whahahhahait!”

“Wait for nothing! This is what you get!” Sanemi grinned, nuzzling his face in Giyu’s hair as he relaxed his hands, simply holding him now. “Tch, such a dork. Hey.” He gently tipped his chin, pressing their foreheads together. “I love you.”

“I should tickle you more often. You get so cuddly.” Giyu laughed, smiling gently. “I love you too.”

Candy Heart Prompts Are Officially CLOSED!

#Candy Heart Valentine Event #chve2k23 #tickle #tickle dabble #demon slayer #sanemi shinazugawa #giyu tomioka #sanegiyuu #fluff #these two make me soft

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heartxfkyber · 2 years

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Hello Nyx!! Can I please ask for ‘kissing each finger’ for the touch ask game with Jango and baby Boba please? (I love the new blog aesthetic btw!)

Hi anon, of course you can! (And thank you! 🥰🥰)

Prompt: kissing each finger

Characters: Boba Fett & Jango Fett

Rating: [none required]

Warnings: Boba and Jango being the cutest dad and son in the galaxy, lots of fluff

Jango Fett had never held a child before.

He’d seen plenty of others do so, seen parents cradling their little ones to their chests and smiling down proudly at them. They had a mirthful glitter in their eyes—something that could almost be described as love, but somehow, it was more powerful. Where love was the beating heart of a pulsing star, that new emotion was the galaxy that housed it. It was as strong as stormy seas and as deep as those oceans’ depths. It was as gentle as cotton and as tough as steel. It was…not love. Something more.

Jango never thought he’d feel it.

Yet now, as he looked down at the tiny bundle in his arms, screaming his lungs out, Jango felt it. Undeniably, he felt it. Like an ache in his heart, something as lethal as hellfire and as all-consuming as darkness…yet it was soft. It was soft and supple and gentle, curling through its duality with flawless transitions that left Jango breathless.

He never wanted to stop feeling it.

For the first few hours of having his son with him, Jango couldn’t stop gazing in wonder at the newborn. He gazed at that head of midnight curls and those huge dark eyes and that button nose and that tiny mouth that was capable of creating such a racket that even the storms behind these four walls of the apartment’s living room seemed to shrink back in comparison. He gazed at those small, delicate hands and that little pair of feet. Jango gazed at his son because his son was perfect.

He cradled the child to his chest, and he carried him everywhere around the apartment that day. He remembered all of the little hints and guides he’d seen in parenting books about how to hold your little one, how to support their head and tuck them into the crook of your arm and rock them idly whenever you stood still. Babies needed gentle movement to keep them calm, he remembered reading. They needed that sense that they were always within the grasp of safety.

So Jango carried his son around with him, and rocked him when he cried, and soothed him when he began fussing. He refused to put the child down for even a moment, because something within him almost expected for the baby to be taken away if he turned his back.

When Jango finally laid his son down in the crib by the bed that very first night, the baby was already asleep. Dark eyes closed, lashes kissing his cheeks, one hand held at his mouth idly while the other rested on the small mattress beneath him. He was perfect, and Jango never wanted to stop gazing at him. Gently, Jango took that tiny hand in his own, thumbing over the baby’s palm and looking at each little finger with such adoration that it nearly stole the breath from his lungs. And as Jango pressed small kisses to each tiny fingertip, he once again felt that emotion rear its head within him. Love, but something more…and he never wanted to stop feeling it.

#these two make me soft #I want to cuddle them both #star wars #boba fett #jango fett #touches ask game #nyx answers #anon #nyx writes

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helianskies · 2 years

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Spainx russia

i luvw them,,

it's so soft, it's so cosy, it's so calm... these two have a deep, deep connection and find a lot of comfort in each other's words, shared experiences, and so on. they'd sit forever on a bench, talk away the daylight, and the rest of the world would vanish. Antonio takes Ivan to see the sunflower fields in Carmona. Ivan takes Antonio hiking around Lake Baikal. tho, for them, slice-of-life human au's fit v nicely. like a coffee shop, bookshop, or florist au. just... simple human beings stumbling upon each other... no one else thinks it'll last, but im sure they'll prove them wrong eventually.

#these two make me soft #throwback to my early writing days when russpa was all i cared about <3 #my favourite work is still the one i wrote last year for spain's bday week #find it in ao3 if u dare lol #helia's ships #hws spain #hws russia #i just hoW CAN U NOT LIKE THE TALL THE SMALL THE WINTER THE SUMMER THE HOT THE COLD #YET SUCH SIMILAR SIMILAR PEOPLE #the loving smiles the lying smiles the 'im gonna kill u' smiles #too cute <33

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unpersoniverse · 2 months

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I saw a tweet that said Korra's only a softie around Asami and one thing led to another...

#totally inspired by taylor swift's song gorgeous #you know that line #you make me so happy it turns back to sad ??#these two before they got together #then they been dating so long and still look at each other and go😡 can't 😡 believe 😡 you're😡mine😡i 😡love😡you😡#god bless korrasami #yeah #korrasami #korra #asami sato #my art #fanart #tlok #avatar the legend of korra #atla #wlw #valentines day #these two being soft for and only each other are my weakness bye #they're in love your honor

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ruporas · 11 months

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endless love!

[ID Two drawing collage pages of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. In the first collage, top corner, Wolfwood looks upwards disgruntled with a flushed expression, lying against a pillow, as his hair is being pet by Vash's hand. Next shows Vash and Wolfwood from behind, Wolfwood with his top bare and hickies covers around his nape area. Vash lifts hair away from his nape and asks, "More?" Wolfwood nervously says, "No." Next is a side profile of Vash, his arms around Wolfwood from behind while Wolfwood rests his hands against Vash's arms. Next to this are two smaller drawings; Vash turns to Wolfwood and says repetitively, "Wolfwood, Wolfwood..." Wolfwood, not looking at him, says "What?" He finally turns his head and looks shocked as he exclaims, "So close!" Vash says plainly, "You just noticed?" Below these is a drawing of Vash and Wolfwood sitting together as Vash kisses and hugs him from behind with his right arm around Wolfwood's neck and his left hand around his side. He also has his right leg propped against Wolfwood's knee. Bottom of the page has a comic. Wolfwood looks annoyed, speaking to himself, "Where is that idiot?! Need to get out of town before--" A chat bubble exclaims, "Wolfwood!" The next panel shows Vash running from the townspeople, small text saying "Get him! Vash the stampede!". Wolfwood, mad and about to pull the Punisher off his shoulder, says, "Argh, you fucking dumbass!" Vash exclaims, "Ah, don't!" before pulling Wolfwood into a quick kiss. He then tugs on Wolfwood's collar and says, "There's no need to shoot, just run!" Wolfwood stammers, "R-right..." with a flushed, dumbstruck expression.

Second collage; Top left, Wolfwood spoons Vash in bed, his arms around his chest and the other beneath Vash's head. Vash has his hand on top of Wolfwood's as he sleeps while Wolfwood lies awake. Behind this drawing is faint sketches of Vash's face. In a small panel, Wolfwood hides in Vash's neck as he mumbles to himself "Stop. Stop thinking embarrassing things, Wolfwood..." Beneath this drawing is another of them in bed, Vash now turned to Wolfwood and a hand on his cheek as he kisses him good morning. In a simpler style, Vash wraps an arm tightly around wolfwood with the text "snork mimimi" next to him while Wolfwood says, "We need to get up. Spikey! HEY!" In this corner, there are faint sketches of Vash and Wolfwood; one of them looking at each other; Vash kissing Wolfwood's forehead; Wolfwood saying, "Hand" with an outstretch hand and Vash says "ok" behind a drawing of them holding hands, both turned away from each other shyly. Next is a 4 panel comic. First shows Wolfwood's face getting squished by Vash's hands with the text "squish" around his face. Next, his cheeks are stretched with the text "Chee--" Wolfwood then hits Vash's face with his palm, exclaimining "That hurts!" The last shows Vash on Wolfwood's lap, smiling to himself as he continues to have Wolfwood's face in his hands. Next to this is another comic; A close up of their hands, Vash holding Wolfwood's with both of his. He then kisses the palm of Wolfwood's palm and says, "They're soft!" Wolfwood looks at him with flushed cheeks, "There's no way that's true..." END ID]