#MY SOFTIES

[goat-fanatic]

some comfort

[maatdraws]

ZZzzzZZZzzz...

[mellosdrawings]

I dare you to say I'm wrong.

[steelsartcorner]

the make-everything-hades fever has spread to lae'zel

all her boons are for sure big huge damage boosters at the expense of your magic meter

others: the dark urge (OC); minthara (bg3), karlach (bg3), shadowheart(bg3), gale (bg3), halsin (bg3), astarion (bg3), wyll (bg3), kotallo (horizon)

[wisebeth]

One thing which genuinely bothers me is Annabeth's perception in the fandom. How she's seen as this cold, stoic, emotionless, reserved and intimidating girl. When in reality, she's a character full of love.

Annabeth, who immediately cried and felt attached to Cerberus after playing with him for a few minutes because she wouldn't get to play with him again.

Annabeth, whose deepest desire, which the Sirens lured her with, is saving Luke and having a good relationship with both her parents.

Annabeth, who believed in Luke's goodness, even after all the countless terrible things he did simply because she had faith in his humanity.

Annabeth, who cried in Percy's arms before entering the labyrinth and refused to reveal the last line of the prophecy because it said to lose a love worse than death and the idea of losing any of her friends is too painful, heartbreaking and worse than dying.

Annabeth, who kissed Percy before parting with him in St. Helens because if he's going to die, she at least wants him to die knowing she loved him.

Annabeth, who took a poisoned knife for Percy during the war because she'd rather die herself than let him die.

Annabeth, who convinced Luke to switch sides by reminding him of the promise of family he gave her. Which in turn, influenced Luke's decision to end himself to destroy Kronos. Hello, she saved the world with the power of love.

Annabeth, who spent months after months losing sleep and searching desperately for Percy when he went missing.

Annabeth, who kissed Percy to eternity in public at their reunion, not caring what anyone is going to say or think. An asteroid could've hit the earth, and she wouldn't have cared.

Annabeth, who told Percy “I love you” when falling in Tartarus because if she was going to die, she wanted them to be her last words.

Annabeth Chase is a sweetheart, who has always felt things deeply and she's so full of love. And I think it's time we let go of the “cold-hearted annabeth” headcanon because it's not true, that's not her.

[anna-scribbles]

emma dupain cheng on the brain😽🎀

more:

[kruegerspillow]

thinking about desperate simon coming home from an extended deployment, and he's just all soft and kind with you during an intimate moment :(

MINORS DNI, NSFW BELOW THE CUT ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

"Bloody 'ell, look at me, love."

His voice came out raspy, breathless, and desperate for you. His breath catched in his throat as his eyes bore into yours, watching your every move as he thrusted into you. Your mewls were followed by the sound of the bed, with every movement he made, the bed creaked beneath the both of you. He groaned, one of his hands shakily reaching up to cup your cheeks.

"Look at me, yeah? C'mon, you can do that f'me, can't ya?" He grunted, his voice low and almost careful.

You turned your head as you met his intense gaze, his dark, amber eyes looking down at you with an overwhelming intensity. He moaned, murmuring a bunch of praises before devouring your mouth fully. His tongue eagerly but softly danced with yours, saliva mixing and dripping down your chin without a care in the world. You could feel him twitch inside of you, indicating that he's close. He pulled away from the kiss, his chest rising up and down with every breath.

"Lovie, 'm close. Please come with me. You will, righ'? Like a good girl..."

His praises echoed inside your head when you let out a small moan, hips bucking up in an erratic rhythm. His eyes closed shut before he buried his head into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent as he spilled his load inside of you. Your juices splattered against his lower abdomen. The noises you made mixed with his, hearing the way he groaned your name out before tipping right over the edge. His thrusts slowed down to an end, cock softening before he laid on top of you, making sure you weren't entirely crushed by his weight. His head laid on your chest, hearing the way your heartbeat quickened.

"Fuck, I missed ya... God, why'd they have to separate us for this long?"

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[peachsukii]

In an attempt to swing back into writing...

For softie Sunday, I'm thinking about Bakugo and reader dating casually in their mid 20s - they both have been through past relationship bullshit and are hoping that this time, it would be different with one another.

It's been a few months, nothing crazy, but he's been working nonstop. Like, three to four days of back to back rescues, emergencies, and normal patrols that have him exhausted beyond belief. You two haven't had a lot of time to spend together recently, and he hates it. Running out the door in the middle of dinner dates or movie nights at your apartment, it ate away at him that his relationship was taking a backseat in his life. That’s how his last one ended, and he was goddamn determined to not let it happen again.

You had tried to tell him to go home and rest, but his stubborn nature kicks in and refuses. He tells you he'll be at your place by seven and that he'll just shower at your place to save time. Bakugo arrives at your apartment and the exhaustion is evident in his demeanor. He greets you with a gruff "hey" before coming inside, pressing a quick kiss to your temple before unloading all of his stuff to the floor. Your apartment is cozy as always, feeling like a second home to him in such a short amount of time. As you ask him about his day, he just grumbles something under his breath and shakes his head. “Be done in 15. Go pick a movie.”

Bakugo’s walking down the hall to your bathroom with his bag over his shoulder, and the way his body looks too heavy for him weighs on your heart. He works so hard, and yet, refuses to have anyone help him in return. It’s a bit impulsive, but you follow behind him. He hears your footsteps and shoots a glance over his shoulder at you.

“What’re ya doin’?” He asks curiously.

You take another step toward him and smile, a hand resting on his back. “Let me help you.”

He’s too tired to protest, to sleep deprived to use any of his default defensive mechanisms to shoo you away. He thinks for a second and sighs. “Alright.”

And it’s not like you two haven’t seen each other naked before ��� hell no. You do that any chance you get. But this? It’s different. It’s a new kind of intimacy being explored. The two of you strip down and jump in the shower together, and you can tell immediately that Bakugo’s unsure what exactly you’re doing in there with him. That is, until you reach around him and grab some of your vanilla scented body wash, lathering it in your hands and start to rub his shoulders. The emotion hits him like a truck in his exhausted state, fight or flight kicking in to run from this…but he doesn’t. Instead, he lets you massage the soap all over his body for him, eyes closed and the tension melting away as your hands explore every aching muscle.

Just when he thinks you’re done, you start washing his hair for him, too. A wave of unfamiliar affection drowns out his urge to swat your hands away as he focuses on the softness of your hands, how gently you scratch at his scalp and that it feels goddamn fantastic to be taken care of like this. It flips a switch in him, finally relaxing under your touch. Bakugo doesn’t even realize when you’re done until you’re titling his head back under the stream of hot water to rinse it out for him.

He’s not sure what good deed he’s done to deserve you, but he’s not letting it slip through his fingers this time. And who knows? Maybe he is learning how to love, and be loved, again.

[ro-bee]

when it start to get cold but your spouse is a fluffy warm plushy

i'm working on a goat and their nari (pupinder) little comic... is about fear and comfort and a little bit angsty (yeah the good stuff) they have this really weird and a little bit toxic situationship, i'll explain it better maybe one day but for now i'll share some wips because 1. i like them so much! 2. i'm not sure i will ever finish this lmao

they argue a lot... mostly because pupinder is really kind and caring (opposit of nari lmao) ang goat is a menace

i'm not a comic artist btw so if it looks odd... it looks odd ;^)

(if you see any typos pay it no mind, no beta we die like the bishops)

[hualianschild]

tumblr should have a pin comment button but shoutout to this one <3

[lucyllawless]

[missallanious]

theyyyy

THEYYYYYYYY😭😭🤌✨

[glitchedcosmos]

Here’s some soft coping doodles

[kapi-tanka]

having the time of my life in bg3 romancing shadowheart and i love love love my transmasc githyanki rogue/fighter tav (conveniently named tavish). he's so much fun to draw and to play as, just can't get my hands off him

[teddybeartoji]

oh do you know what else makes toji lose his fucking mind.... when you're both getting ready to go to sleep and he comes out of the bathroom and finds you just lazing on the bed in your pyjamas while wearing his reading glasses........... you're squinting your eyes bc they're just not meant for you and toji literally almost goes to clutch at his heart bc what the fuck. and then you look up, the glasses sliding down your nose a little, and you give him like a sleepy slash proud smile and make joke about him being blind and aaaaaaaaahhhh he's in love okay the big man is so in love he feels like he's gonna faint and it only gets worse when you tease him for it too aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[sunnibits]

THE TENDERNESS WITH WHICH THIS LINE WAS DELIVERED IM-