#☁️fluffy

[stupidr3dpanda]

• Content Warnings: Nudity in a non sexual way, GN Reader, and nothing else other than pure love!

I have been thinking of you taking care of your favorite from the Task Force 141 (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

A little note before we begin, I listened to "Nothings gonna hurt you baby" by Cigarettes After Sex, while writing this! Just in case you wanna set the ambient to that!

Imagine he gets home from being on deploiment for months.

Press your lips to his cheek and tightly wrap your arms around his middle as soon as he crosses the doorway of your shared home and feel the way his tense shoulders relax at your touch. Grab his hand and guide him to the bathroom where as soon as he walks in he sees a warm bath with lavender, calendula, and chamomile are already waiting for him to help relax his sore and tired muscles. Help him strip out of that heavy and uncomfortable uniform that ricks of now old and dry blood and dirt.

No words are exchanged as you help him inside the warm water. Knowing how much he always says he misses and loves your smell you grab your shampoo and sit on the side of the tub and gently begin to wash his hair listening to the little grunts of relaxing pleasure that comes out of him. Rinse the shampoo away and place kisses on his wet forhead.

Once his bath is done and while he's finishing soaking in the bath you make your way to the kitchen and start serving his favorite comfort food, always in his favorite tablewear, that one that you picked just for him as an aniversary gift. A recipe that you have come to memorise just for him is now warming the once cold plate, while you're finishing serving his favorite tea you listen to his heavy foot steps as he makes his way to the kitchen now changed into a comfortable pair of pajama pants and a plain T-shirt.

As you're both sitting down on the table enjoying dinner you listen to him talk about his mission, always omitting the gore parts or any information that could put you in risk, you look up from your half finished meal and just fondly stare at him while he speaks, you listen how;

Listen to how Simon talks about how pissed he was when somehow Johnny kept winning every round when they were playing cards, how he knew that that little shit was cheating and how he now owes him £200 and had to also bet his last pack of cigarettes during their last round resulting in him being grumpier than usual during the last days of deployment in the middle of nowhere.

Listen to how Kyle got chased by some 'ugly' antelopes in Mongolia because the mission was during antelopes breeding season and he got too close to one of the females and apparently one of the males thougt he was too handsome and saw him as competition. (I'm not blaming the antelope if I was him and saw him walking around too close to the female antelopes I too would try to chase the competition away!!)

And when you hear Johnny telling you how he was finally able to "outsmart" Ghost during one of their card games night you can't help the loud laugh from escaping your mouth, you told him to start praying cause his ass ain't safe when he gets back and Ghost finds out how he was winning every round. He swears it was all fair and no cheats were used during the game!... you know he's liying tho.

When your eyes rise from your plate you catch John already looking at you with a warm smile on his tired face, he starts telling you of how thankful he feels for his boys, how proud he feels for them after a well done mission, how much serenity he feels when he knows that at this moment they are probably with their S/O enjoying a warm meal and sweets moments together just like the both of you are right now.

You just stare into his eyes and smile, after dinner is finished the two of you wash, dry and when you put away the dishes you walk back to the bathroom to brush your teeth and do your simple nighttime routine. With a few giggles and tired eyes you both make your way to the bedroom where you finally won't sleep another night alone again.

Pulling the duvet covers over the two of you, turning off the night stand light you lay in bed while you trace your fingers through his now fluffly and lavender smelling hair, placing soft kisses on the crown of his head he drifts to sleep in no time to the sound of your voice reasuring him that youll still be holding him when he wakes up. Even when his nightmares wake him up at midnight you'll still be there to calm him down, humming a soft tune for him and reassuring him that everything is fine, he is home, he is safe, and that you wont let anything get to him or try to hurt him.

I hope you enjoy the silly little thought that had been invaiding my mind this past days! Please remember to take care of yourself and stay safe!

[its-ares]

— Living the good times

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lando.jpg Life lately 😁🧡

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mclaren 🧡🧡🧡 

oscarpiastri Looking good mates 🫶🏻

lando.jpg Thanks mate 🫶🏻

ln4king OMG LANDO, the last two pics 😱

lan4norris Lando is taken??

kingnorris apparently…

flonorris1 Love you both ❤️❤️

lando.jpg We love you too sis ❤️❤️

landonorris4 Is Lando gay? I thought he had a girlfriend 🫣

ln4_infos He is allowed to have friends 🙄 And you know, bisexual is a thing

danielricciardo Wow he must be special when he‘s on the jpg account

lando.jpg He is

thisuserloveslando You look really happy, that makes me very happy 🥰🫶🏻 Maybe your boyfriend will come to a race soon and we can get to know him a little better 🧡

lando.jpg Thank you 🫶🏻🧡 Soon

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"Your fans are going crazy," laughed M/N and showed Lando his phone. The Brit chuckled and kissed his boyfriend on the nose. "Are you happy?" asked M/N and Lando took the phone from his hand and looked him deep in the eyes. "I'm incredibly happy, the fans have noticed that too. And I wanted to show the world what's making me so happy lately."

"Aww baby, I'm incredibly happy too. And I'm really looking forward to your next race," said M/N and threw his arms around Lando's neck. "I already have an idea what I'm going to wear, you'll be amazed," Lando's boyfriend purred, making the Formula 1 star laugh.

“We’re both going to put on an awesome performance“.

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mn.jpg My baby won 🧡🔥

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mclaren 🧡🧡🧡

landonorris Love you baby 🧡 Thank you for being here

mn.jpg of course 🧡 I love you too 😍

landonorrisking So great that you supported Lando and thank you sooo much for the picture ❤️❤️

mn.jpg ❤️

oscarpiastri I'm very happy that Lando introduced us. 😁

mn.jpg I'm happy too 😁 Psst don't tell anyone but after Lando you are my favorite driver 👀

landonorris I saw that

mn.jpg No you didn‘t

ln4daily You‘re sooo cute 😍😍 Do you come to the races more often now?

mn.jpg I try my best 💪🏻

[bakugoyelling]

Cold Nose Cuddles || Choso x Reader

[contains: fluff and kissing || word count: 328]

・・・・☆・・・・☆ ・・・・☆・・・・

Sitting on the couch, Choso taps away at his phone, quickly replying to Yuji’s text. His younger brother is talking about bringing some drinks home for dinner — iced tea with lemonade, he says. 

In response, Choso sends a thumbs-up emoji, laying his phone down as you approach from the other room, a plush blanket wrapped around your body as you make your way over, draping yourself on top of him as you settle onto his lap. 

“What’s wrong?” Choso questions, wrapping his arms around you, “Are you tired?” 

“No…just wanted you,” you melt against his chest and snuggle up to him, rubbing the tip of your nose against the crease of his neck. 

At the contact, Choso flinches, “Oh, my poor baby,” he coos while squeezing you. “Your nose is so cold,” 

Quiet, you rub your nose against him yet again, making a point of just how cold your skin is as your boyfriend softly laughs, his chest vibrating beneath you.

“My little frozen popsicle, come here," Lifting your chin, Choso pouts as your gazes match, his thumb running across your cheek as he continues. 

"Let me warm you up, okay?" 

And with that, he puckers his lips, repeatedly kissing the tip of your nose until peck after peck, his kisses start to spread, trailing across your features, from your chin to your cheeks, right to the middle of your forehead; Choso persists until your face begins to grow warm.

Breaking into a giggle, you accept the loving gestures with a smile, latching your arms around him until — after a few more kisses, he concludes the smooching spree.

Pulling away, he looks down at you so lovingly, your eyes scanning across his soft complexion as he murmurs, “When you’re all warmed up, we can start preparing dinner, okay? Yuji is bringing those drinks we like,” 

Basked in his tenderness, you smile and nod.

"Alright,"

What a joy it is to be loved by such a man. 

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a/n: i’m always so happy when i get inspiration to write these days, even if it’s short! anyway, sometimes i think being babied by choso would fix me (i would also enjoy him kissing me all over >.<)

thank you for reading <3

— please do not modify or repost my work

[goldengirliez]

11:34 pm

The dim lights of the room have a warm honey colour, completely in contrast with the flashing ones that come from the TV screen of the living room.

The softness of the cosy blankets you are wrapped in makes contact with your skin and it almost feels ticklish: they smell like the fresh musk of your fabric softener.

The night is cold and dark outside but that doesn't bother you much while you wait for your parents to come home from their anniversary dinner: it doesn't bother you at all since the feeling of peacefulness is way stronger.

You lying on your sofa with Mikey in front of you, being hugged by your cold arms as the movie Ratatouille (much to his request) plays in the background.

He has been keeping you company since your parents stepped out from the main door.

Your family loves him, just like you do.

He's often there to make sure you're not feeling alone or unsafe, he always has your back whenever nights get so cold that you can't sleep alone, and he's always ready to share a bit of his time with you every day so you can have someone to talk to.

He's an angel. An exhausted one though.

There are times when his battery runs out and he feels lost, tired and empty.

You can sense from a mile away his relapses and you know how to make him feel all better: after all, you're the one who knows him the most and he trusts you with his life and beyond.

Your mother cooked for you two his favourite meal: her immaculate lasagna and handmade dorayaki for dessert.

You spent the evening talking about everything that was on your mind, laughing, gossiping and even getting into deeper conversations, getting him out of his dark state of mind.

A few tears and loads of hugs were everything he needed to get his thoughts out of his system.

Having you wrapping your arms around him, laying there on the couch and putting on his comfort movie made his mind at ease. You always bring his mind at ease. You are enough for him, you're everything he needs to feel alright.

You can sense it by the way his body slumps into the cushions as you massage his scalp, pressing your pads on the sensitive skin and combing his golden locks. As your other hand rests on his waist, you can feel his warm, dry and coloured hand tangle with yours: his rougher skin caressing yours as a silent "stay".

His eyes almost roll into his skull, he melts whenever you show him affection, just for him. The soft scratch on his head, the perfume of your blankets and the consistency of your soft hands are all he can think about and all the worries of his troubled past and uncertain future flow away.

He could almost fall asleep but the familiar sound of your parents' car, your mother's laugh that echoes from behind the door as your father unlocks it for her is enough to bring his senses back down on earth, gently this time.

The love they share in their eyes is clear and visible.

Mikey squeezes your hand tighter from under the blanket, his heart beating faster even so slightly, just enough for you to sense it from the pulse on his wrist: he turns his head towards you slowly and his onyx eyes lock with yours in an unbreakable morse.

He smiles fondly, a rare sight he reserves just for you.

"Whatever our future might be, I hope we will look at each other just like they do".

Deeply and surely in love.

Could you have guessed that I'm a Manjiro's brainrot (again)?? Cuz I surely did-

I got inspired by this post by @kisakis-boyfriend!

I hope you like this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Sending y'all hugs. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖

©GOLDENGIRLIEZ do not repost or modify on any platform.

[kisakis-boyfriend]

[Transcription: Koko being canonically shit at handling the money he is/was so (valiantly) obsessed with makes me think about how his s/o keeps track of his spendings, normally of course. So, his s/o would keep Koko’s wallet in his pockets instead, so Koko doesn’t play millionaire for the first 72 hours after getting his paycheck, when going out and when Koko sees something he wants, his s/o would pull out his own card and pay with his own money for it so Koko isn’t throwing his money out of the window. I think it's cute bc me 🤝 koko. -☁️ End transcription]

That's really sweet though- It's a small gesture but I think it would mean a lot to Koko. That sort of intimate gesture that proves how well you two know each other's habits, it might even bring a small yet genuine smile to his face 🖤

[puriette-archived]

╰╮Genderstar ﹐

/)/) genderstar flags 𓈒

a gender system in which ones gender is related to stars and _ , stars decorated with _ , being a star and _ , etc . . . ( take it as you will :3 )

♰ req @ anon , coined by Sealie :3c

taglist ;; @princedear @genderserpentine @hoardicboy @darlingchapel

[xxacademy]

Hello!

Love your work!

Can you do headcanon of Leon and the first * I love you * said with his So ? I always wondered how'd he'd say it. Or if he'd even say it first ? I'm torn lol

thank you so much anon,, it means a lot !!♥️ but truly i’m gushing over the thought of leon saying i love you for the first time. i decided to write more of a one-shot for this one because im obsessed. might make a legit head-cannon post alongside this though.

literally smiling and kicking my feet writing this agggh <3 hope you enjoy !!

she/her reader. pure fluff, only a little nsfw.

head over heals in love is the only way to describe the way you feel for his stunning blue eyes and gentle soul. leon, the man you’ve been seeing for a few months *formally* asked you to be his girlfriend. he was rather reserved at first, and opened up to you slowly. gradually letting you into the beautifully strung web of his heart. it wasn’t a question of if you loved him, but rather if you should even tell him how you felt. it was nerve racking- the man of your dreams fell into your lap and the last thing you wanted was to throw it all away to a premature confession of your love.

so, you gave it the time you felt it deserved.

all the while leon treated you like a princess. he would pick you up on his motorcycle and drive you around the city. your arms encircled tightly around his waist, getting lost in the dream-like glimmer of the nighttime skyline. he would serenade you with his thoughts, telling you the most unbelievable stories imaginable. often while snuggled up on a park bench overlooking the horizon.

leon was unbelievably romantic, he spared no expense to shower you with little compliments. “my gorgeous girl” he often said, his eyes always fixed on you.

he made love to you in a way you have never experienced before. it was overflowing with passion. he touched your body like a work of art; a work of art that solely belonged to him. between his whimpers he would let out little love swept praises. “my girl, my beautiful girl, all mine.”

but what made you fall even deeper for him were the heart-melting moments of domesticity you shared. he comes over to your house after work and you always greet him at the door with a kiss. one that usually turned into him pinning you against the wall, his hands resting low on your hips. only to break it off by saying you prepared him dinner. he will insist that you didn’t have to. but, you always assure him that it was no trouble at all. just another bespoke limb of your affection.

at the dinner table he will go on in great detail about his day. little moments like these made you feel like his wife, and my god, you wanted to be his wife.

and in every one of these moments those god forsaken word’s were begging to come out. plagued by your own insecurity, you were stuck in the limbo of two soul mate’s afraid to say to “L” word.

…

it’s about 11pm and you’re getting settled into bed. you’re wearing nothing but the t-shirt leon had “accidentally” left at your house. it smelled irresistible, his sent lingering strongly in the black cotton. you mindlessly scrolled your phone, constantly switching back to leon’s messages. impatiently waiting for the just got home, are you having good night, baby? text he normally sends you.

knock knock knock

abruptly you get up, running to the door. confused and racking your mind as to who could be knocking. you chalk it up to being a neighbor- because who the hell else would show up unannounced at nearly midnight.

you open the door; just a crack, careful not to expose your lack of dress.

“hey pretty girl.” of course it’s leon, wearing all black, dangling a helmet in his hand.

“leon! oh my god! what are you doing here? i’m sorry, i’m not really dressed” you fumble.

“is that my shirt?” he asks with a smirk.

you blush, whispering a shy “yes..”

“i mean who wouldn’t wanna come home to their girl wearing his shirt?” he embraces you, resting his head in the nook of your shoulder. he whispers “i missed you.”

“is that why you’re here?” you tease.

“well, i wanted to talk to you.”

your heart skips a beat, for whatever reason feeling a sense of dread. is he going away for work? is going to break up with me? it’s not really rational to think that way, but leon isn’t exactly predictable.

“no need to get nervous, it’s good- i think”

“what’s good?” you ask, trying not to jump to any conclusions.

“here c’mere, let’s sit”

you sit in the couch comfortably under leon’s arm. he diverts the subject and tells you about his day, like he usually does. and you tell him about yours. leon’s a sweet talker, his deep and calming voice relaxing you. and without intending, he allows you to be yourself, you feel safe.

“i’ve been thinking about you, about us.” leon says, running his hands lazily along your exposed legs.

“yeah?”

“you occupy so much of mind, and i—uh— i really dunno how to put it, you just mean so much to me.” he pauses, shyness apparent on his blushed cheeks.

“honestly… and i really mean it— i love you”

leon looks nervous, anticipating your reaction. hoping that if rejection comes it’s quick and over with.

“i love you, leon.” with no hesitation you say the words he was always hoping you’d say. leon’s smile is bright, one of true happiness. he kisses you with fervor, pulling you closely to his chest.

“you’re all mine, my love” he says into the kiss.

“delightfully so.” you reply.

your heart is filled to the brim. swept off your feet by your charming boyfriend, truly in love.

[miupow]

of course! sexual tension with pervy Kai who can't control himself and think straight is the standard 😭

-☁️

THIS KAI SPECIFICALLY FOR THIS AU!!!!! no i’m not normal!!!!!!!

[momoksha]

fluffy clouds!☁️*:･ﾟ✧(x)

[stupidr3dpanda]

ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴏʀ ɪ ᴀsᴋ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ, ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏɢ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴs ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. ɪ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴀɴ ᴀɢᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙɪᴏ! ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʀᴇsᴘᴏɴsɪʙʟᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴsᴜᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀɴᴇᴛ!

So many men in this world and my dumb ass decided to fall for the fictional ones...

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Hi! Hello! You can call me Ottie!

I'm your favorite bear and fictional man [mostly CoD MW] enthusiast!

Don't believe me? Hah! Well here's some little facts for ya!

Did you know that there are a total of eight species of bears? Yup! There's the brown bears, black, polar, moon, sun, sloth, spectacled, and pandas!

Unfortunately as much as I would love for it to be true red pandas are not related to the bear family Ursidae, they are related to the taxonomic family, Ailuridae!

Talking about pandas did you know that they have an extra bone to help them eat bamboo?? Uh huh it's known as "sesamoid" it's a bit like a thumb, it helps them maneuver bamboo stalks. It's not a true thumb tho, they can't use it to grasp things, but the evolutionary adaptation gives them more stability when eating bamboo!

Did you also know that polar bears are considered marine mammals?? That's because they depend on the ocean to find their food and a place to live! That's why they fall under the Marine Mammal Protection Act!

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[its-ares]

— Love in full view

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚�� 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐲.

The formula 1 Star gave a personal interview in his home in Monaco. He was interviewd by an old companion, Aart Classen, who wrote and accompanied Verstappen’s way since approximately over eight years. The Redbull driver didn‘t want to hide is relationship anymore, please follow along for a very raw insight to Max Verstappen.

By Aart Claasen

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"Are you sure you want to do this Max? You know I don't care if people know we're together, I don't want to pressure you into anything you're not ready for," said Max's boyfriend of 3 years and looked not convinced. Max chuckled and kissed M/N to calm him down.

"Schat, I'm 100% sure. I don't want to hide any longer, this has been going on for too long. It's about time," Max calmed his partner and hugged him. The couple went into the living room, where Aart had already set everything up. Now or Never.

The interview went well and everyone was relaxed. Max told how he and M/N met and how they went from being friends to lovers. At some point the three of them started talking about Jos. "How did Jos react when you told him that you were gay and had a boyfriend?" asked Aart and Max stiffened for a moment. Aart noticed this. "We don't have to talk about him if you don't want to, Max. This is your story." Max shook his head and tried to collect himself. He took a deep breath and started to tell his story.

"I didn't tell him for a long time because I didn't know exactly how to tell him. I told my mother right at the beginning and she always supported me. I also think that she likes M/N more than me," said Max, making the others laugh. "She knew about my struggle to tell Jos. I avoided him for a while and then at some point he confronted me after the race and then it just burst out of me. The hide and seek game became more and more difficult for me and when he asked me more questions I just couldn't keep it to myself anymore," Max finished his monologue and glanced at you. Your smile calmed Max down.

"And what did Jos say then and how did he react?" Aart asked curiously and Max laughed humorlessly. "He was completely confused at first and thought I was joking. Let's just say he's slowly getting used to the idea," said Max and you decided to take a break. "I'm proud of you, baby," you whispered and Max kissed you softly.

After a short break, the interview continued. "Why did you decide to make your relationship public now?" asked Aart and you cautiously looked at Max. "That's actually the sad part of the story. M/N and I wanted to enjoy the break in peace and were in Hasselt. We were on the beach with my mother in the evening and just enjoyed the time. Unfortunately, there were also people there who don't like me and they took a photo when we kissed. We didn't even notice the people and a few weeks later I got a DM on Instagram with the pictures. One guy of the group wrote that he would publish the pictures. We talked about it for a long time and then I made the decision to make it public. We don't want to be blackmailed, I'm not ashamed of being gay, I just wanted some privacy," Max finished and felt a huge weight fall from his shoulders.

After several hours, the three of them ended the interview. "Thank you for your trust, Max. I'll type up the interview and send it to you in advance. I wish you all the best," Aart said, thanking him and saying goodbye.

"Come on, honey, it's been a long day. Let's order something to eat and relax before the spectacle starts," said M/N amusedly. Max laughed.

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maxverstappen1 I love you Schat 🧡 The article Love in full view is out now, go check it out. And a big thank you to aartclaasen

[bakugoyelling]

giyuu tomioka x reader || angst?, fluff, suggestive content — sometimes, giyuu’s estate is quite lonely

word count: 525

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Not many would describe Giyuu's estate as homey. The residence was mostly barren. Besides his necessities, there was hardly anything else to it. But when you started dating, you brought new life into the place. On every marketplace outing, you'd come back with something new for the space, and slowly, the manor begin to feel more welcoming.

Although, sometimes, when Giyuu is away on a mission, none of it matters. When he's gone for such an extended amount of time, you grow incredibly lonely. Trips to the market help during the morning, but in the evening, there's only so much you can do to ease those feelings.

Sometimes it's so bad that you cry while eating dinner, tears pooling in your eyes as you ache for him to be home again. And while it's difficult not to think the worst during moments like this, you must remember that Giyuu is strong, determined, highly skilled, and capable. Every time he leaves, he kisses you goodbye and promises that he'll see you soon. And you trust that his words ring true.

And they do.

When Giyuu finally does return home, back to you — back to his safety. You can’t keep away from him. Hell, you even wish you could hop in the bath with him, but you know he wouldn’t want you sitting in bathwater soiled with blood and dirt. So, instead, you wait for him in the kitchen, pacing back and forth, adjusting the plates of food on the table —steaming hot and ready to be devoured. You can’t wait for him to finish bathing so you can be with him again. 

Clean and dressed in a fresh yukata, your heart soars when Giyuu enters the room. Because he’s here — he’s home, he’s clean, he's within your reach, and most importantly, he’s safe.

You spend the rest of the evening practically attached to him, sitting so close to him during dinner that you actually make him chuckle, his lips pressing to the top of your head as he thanks you for the meal.

"I love you," he whispers as you fall asleep in his arms tonight.

In the morning, Giyuu's soft breaths tickle your skin as he remains beside you. His sapphire gaze greets you as you wake, his arms wrapping around you yet again as he silently thanks the heavens — grateful he's lived another day to see you.

Unhurried to leave the comfort of bed, the two of you engage in kisses laced with delicate need, Giyuu's gentle touch caressing you as you whisper the day's plans to him. The minutes passing by until you're both ready to leave the comfort of your futon, but it's only temporary.

After breakfast, Giyuu makes love to you. Slow and sensual, you indulge in each other’s bodies, in the feel of bare skin, hearts beating against one another as you swallow each other's moans. Your fingers laced together as he urges you to let go — to show him that pretty face of yours as you tremble beneath him.

I love you, I love you, I love you. 

Tomorrow afternoon, Giyuu leaves for his next mission.

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

A/N: 🥹💙 thanks for reading

— please do not modify or repost my work

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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He’s a demon.

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[Transcription: GOOD LORD THE SANZU ONE??😩💦. Absolute heaven to read. 10/10. Thank you very much. I also wanted to share another thought I have✋🏻😔

Koko??? We know that there is something good behind that tongue out smile, snarky comments and I-will-piss-you-off-in-five-minutes attitude. He is loud, obnoxious and not easy to handle but imagine someone being able to handle his shit? Like, imagine how confused he might be that his s/o doesn’t get pissed off in 5 minutes or less and just pats his head, with a peck to his forehead or some shit, when he drops a snarky remark and simply agrees with his remark as long as its not some bullshit he said. Like, Koko being able to drop the whole bitchy act around his s/o after some time after he made sure his s/o isn’t after his money? Maybe even using a soft smile from time to time(- just like the one he gave Inui when he told him he choose a good person). As in, his tense shoulders finally dropping when hanging- or living -with his s/o, his feet slurring across the floor while he wears fluffly slippers instead of the usual stacking across the floor while wearing boots. Just, you know, changes that seem small to other people but make a whole lot more differences to the person he’s with.

This was way longer than I wanted it to be. I’m sorry. And why do I use ‘like’ so much or am I too european to speak like normal English speaker -☁️ End transcription]

PLEASE I'M SO WEAK FOR SOFT, SAPPY CONCEPTS SUCH AS THIS 🥺🖤

Koko deserves someone who allows him to drop the act and let his walls down for some time. Patient, gentle, and so so loving towards Hajime 🖤🖤🖤

(You'd probably never guess based on how I speak online, but I say 'like' every other word in real life lol. And 'um' or 'uuuhh' a lot too)

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