#late night snuggles

[lorelei-3]

Oh nothing, just lil sleepy heads <3

[delusionalmultifandomwriter]

Colour theory (fluff)

Luke Castellan x gn!reader fluff

Prompt: Luke comes into your cabin at night for some cuddles... and to discuss eye colours

My first PJO post, im excited and i hope you like it!

Requests are open, dont be shy :)

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You drowsily blinked open your eyes, the moon light was shining into the cabin. It was late at night, noone was up yet. You could hear the soft breathing of your cabin mates. You turned around with a sigh and pulled the blanket over your shoulder, closing your eyes again.

There was a quiet knock on the window where your bed was placed under. You opened your eyes again and pushed yourself up from the matress. You huffed but leaned up to peak out of the window.

A soft smile grew on your face as you sat up on your knees to unlock the window and slowly open it to avoid making noises. After all, you didnt want to wake your cabin mates. Or attract any cantankerous harpies.

The window squeaked quietly when you slowly opened it. The window sill made a slight cracking noise when Luke stepped on it.

You offered your hand and he grabbed it tight when he carefully climbed into your cabin. He was just in his camp halfblood tshirt, grey sweatpants and socks, carrying his sneakers in one hand.

He gently stepped on your bed, holding your hand for support and put his shoes on the floor once he was inside. You leaned up to lean against his shoulders after he sat on your bedside.

"Hey." You murmured. You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on his shoulder. He turned his head and kissed your nose. You scrunched it and Luke continued to pepper your face with kisses for a few moments which made you giggle. "Hey." He whispered back finally.

"Thought I would come around." He whispered and you lifted the blanket up for him to slip under it next to you. Luke fell onto the matress next to you and wrapped his arms around you. "Thats nice." You chuckled quietly as you rubbed your eyes.

You sunk back into your pillow with a heavy sigh and pulled Luke closer to you. He leaned up and rested his head on your chest.

You smiled widely and combed your hand through his hair, hair strands running between your fingers. "How are you?" You asked whispering. Luke only hummed and you thought he was too close to sleeping to give you a proper answer but then he whispered against your skin.

A warm summer breeze blew through the open window, carrying the smell of grass and salty water from the lake into the cabin. Luke sighed relaxed and inhaled the fresh air, his fluffy hair tingeling your chin.

"Tired." He grumbled softly. "How come?" You asked concerned while you brushed one of his curls from his forehead. Luke sighed slightly annoyed and buried himself deeper into your body. "Cabin is loud. We got a lot of newbies." He groaned quietly.

Luke often complained about the Hermes cabin being overcrowded. Which was true, it were too many people to an extend where you couldnt get out at night because the floor was covered in sleeping campers during the night.

Luke always got a lot on his plate with keeping his cabin in track, making sure they all arrive at the meals on time and finding a place for everyone to sleep. It got onto him sometimes, it wasnt a rare thing that he sometimes joined you in bed in the middle of the night. He was always craving your comfort and touch and sometimes it just got too much.

"Im proud of you, ya know?" You whispered while you gently rubbed Luke's shoulder muscles. The blond boy groaned in pain but leaned closer. You laughed quietly, massaging his hard muscles.

"Come on." You nudged his thigh with your leg and he pushed himself up to lay down between your legs to rest his head on your chest. You scooted a little more in the middle of the bed, which was barely enough for two people but it was sufficient. It was a good excuse to initiate some cuddling, when the two of you first started dating.

Your boyfriend exhaled calmly. "I like the kids. But sometimes its just too much." He whispered, you leaned down to see that his eyes were half-closed. He smiled at you lazily as you got back to rubbing his shoulder muscles.

"I know you like your kids. But you are allowed to feel overwhelmed. You got a lot to manage and you are doing a great job. Hell, i dont know how i would manage to make sure that a whole army of kids is kept fed." You chuckled into his hair. Luke leaned up to kiss your clavicel as it was right next to him.

"Thank you." He whispered back. There was a faint blush on Luke's cheeks and you took a moment to admire his beauty. His dreamy blue eyes were slightly glazed over but he smiled at you softly.

"I love your eyes." You whispered and leaned down to kiss his forehead. Luke smiled widely and propped his head up on his hands, looking up at you.

"One of the new kids said the colour is called 'old world blue' because it has a little yellow around the pupil." You hid your laugh behind your hand to not wake your cabin mates.

"I see. Maybe an Iris kid?" You suggested, still snickering lightly. Luke nodded eagerly. "Absolutly. She ran around the camp all day, telling people their eye colours. Did you know that Mr. D's eyes are not actually grape purple? They are indigo."

You smiled at Luke's excitement. "No, i was unaware." You chuckled. Luke layed back down and relaxed against your touch. His weight felt good on our body, it kept you grounded and helped you relax your own body. "You have to introduce me to her, i would love to find out what my eye colour is."

"I will. But no matter what colour it is, you are always beautiful." Luke whispered sheepishly. You laughed at how adorable he was behaving. "Thank you, my love." You snickered.

"Old world blue... that's my favorite colour ever now." You whispered into his hair. It was quiet for a few seconds before Luke mumbled back.

"I wonder what my new favorite colour will be."

[mostlyghostlyy]

Nothing could possibly feel better than coming home from a long, stressful day at work, collapsing into bed and feeling Dale snuggling up to me. Arms wrapped cozily around me, face in the crook of my neck. How warm and safe that would feel, especially coming in from a chilly night. The way he smells would be such a comfort, a nice memento that the day is over, and I won't have to think about it again. The sound of his breathing rhythmic and lulling me to sleep.

[sleeplessv0id]

your heart is so full of love to give, yet you never seem to receive the same. (look at you comforting others with the words you wish to be told).

[lumiilys]

Ed having nightmares about not being able to find Stede anywhere. He’s nowhere in the inn or their little garden. There’s a horrible storm raging outside, the inn is cold and dark and lonely, and Ed can’t tell if stede has been swallowed up by the storm or if a wave got him or if stede was even ever there in the first place! Maybe he was alone the whole time?

[l8tof1]

lol

[thehippiejediblog]

The thing that I miss most about being in a relationship is cuddling. I can count on one hand the number of times in the past 8 years I’ve held someone or been held by someone and it sucks. It was always my favorite part of dating. The feeling of them breathing as they press against me. The way they shift in their sleep finding comfort. The warmth radiating off of them as they smile up at me. I want to share those moments with someone again. I want to look down at someone sleeping in my arms and realize how safe I make them feel and how safe they make me feel. I want to be in love again.

[themoonunderstoodmydadjokes]

Dare I say it out loud, but this girlie is feeling a little bit of the sniffles, a tiny bit of the scratchy throat, maybe just a tiny bit of sinus congestion 🫠🫠🫠

[leslieseveride]

tim coming home to an already asleep lucy and trying to sneak into bed beside her, but she shuffles awake and sleepily whines at him like, "what took you so long? i was waiting for you." 🥺💕

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

I saw that half-abyss!reader scenario and I LOVE IT…. big brain <3 may i give you some crumbs… I have a lot but I'll leave some for now :,3

okay sooooo let's say you don't die- hbJHFHJFVHJF off to a great start already but. you manage to survive and you're still the same, except for one thing… whenever you see Childe, or Legacy, you're docile and curious, slowly remembering your past memories and emotions. Feeling safety with Legacy… I love your brain so muuuUUUCHHH such a familiar feeling and you want "more" of it, and staying near or with Foul Legacy or Childe helps you feel at ease, and feel less like a weapon. (also if he sobs for whatever reason he'll have an abysmal creature holding or staying close to him, trying to murmur words <3 there be some hope between these them)

Slowly you start to disobey some orders from Dottore (scary) and show a bit of aggression towards him and almost everyone else but mothman and Childe. aaAAAHHH SORRY I HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS BECAUSE OF THIIIS

~ 🩹 anon!

ohoHO i am CONSUMING these crumbs anon >:D (referencing this ask)

imagine at first you're still wary towards his human self- that's Childe, Tartaglia the Eleventh Harbinger; you've glimpsed him at meetings when Dottore brought you along as a servant- you don't know him. Childe almost cries whenever he tries to talk to you and you simply stare blankly forwards, not even acknowledging him. but Foul Legacy- you remember Foul Legacy, even just barely. you remember the warmth he brings and the strong, yet tender Abyssal energy he radiates- there's a curious gleam in your eye when you see him, and when he spreads his arms you step into them, leaning your head against his chest

Childe does his best to bother Dottore into letting him see his "experiments", just so he can spend more time with you- he's hoping his presence will comfort you even slightly, and whenever Dottore steps out of the room Childe is beside you in and instant, speaking softly and running his thumbs over your icy hands. he only hopes you can hear him, somewhere, even if you don't react

sometime Dottore makes you two spar, so he can observe both you and Childe's Foul Legacy. Childe despises it, the very idea of harming you in any way making Foul Legacy growl in fury, but he has to go along with it- Dottore is his superior. yet somehow you never land a single blow on him, always skirting away when you're too close and keeping your grip loose. it's like you're holding back, and Childe feels his heart grow warm with hope once the session ends, watching you turn back to your normal human form, eyes as blank as ever

then he hears it- a quiet "...Ajax...?" in a familiar, scratchy voice, and he blinks, almost choking on his tears

"yeah... i'm Ajax. you remember me..." he reaches out, wanting to say more, but Dottore whisks you off to another room for more testing, and Childe is left alone in the training arena

but the next time he sees you, you stand close to his side, a tiny spark in your eyes, and Childe smiles for the first time in weeks

[sleeplessv0id]

For once, I want to allow myself to be held in silence and blanketed from the world. To be rocked in consolation, rhythmic swaying; our hearts beat as one.

[tuituipupu]

no matter what it is, an asmr vid, a tarot reading, a fic, a tv show with an intense chase scene, i WILL conk out no questions asked. lights out for me,, only eepy.

AND NOW I'M MISSING THE SHOOTING STARS OUT AGAIN <//33

[lewkwoodnco]

okay one fluffy fic queued for roughly 15 hours from now! 💤🛌

[bl-ckarchive]

Ishdon is peak Limby ship if only because both of them would be insanely defensive of the other in their vulnerable moments. Between Ishmael's temperamental moods and Don's knack for justice, they would both instigate a fight at the drop of a hat if they felt the other was slighted in any way.

[kinkynconfused]

I’ve got so much room for activities, it’s a shame that I don’t have the cuddle buddy 😜

[themoonunderstoodmydadjokes]

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