#oh god this is so fluffy

[taste-thewaste]

Hi! Are you still doing the ficlets? If not disregard this.

“not that i think cuddling will fix everything, but i’m pretty sure it can’t make things worse.” for taynick or firstprince (whichever tickles your fancy). Thanks!

Hi anon! Yes I'm still doing them, sorry I didn't get this done last night but I was a little sleepy. Going for taynick on this one because it's what popped out to me. I've kind of ~explored~ this before but idk I'm feeling soft nick and tay right now and I just know based on interviews that Nick is self conscious and I think taylor would comfort him. idk i hope no one crucifies me for this one lol. enjoy!

Taylor comes home from a workout covered in sweat, as always, and reaches for a protein shake in the fridge. "Nick?" he calls, "are you here?" Sometimes Nick goes to the market or to get a coffee while he's doing a workout, or does a workout of his own. "I'm gonna make breakfast, what do you want?" "I'm fine," Nick's voice drifts in from the other room, but it's thin and tiny and Taylor can tell right away that he's not fine. He finishes his shake and then goes to find him. Nick's sitting on the couch scrolling through his phone, his eyes trained on the small screen, his knees drawn to his chest. "Hey. What do you want for breakfast?" "I said I'm fine," Nick mumbles as he keeps scrolling. Taylor nods slowly and walks around the back of the couch to spy over his shoulder. Nick closes out the app as quickly as he can, but not before Taylor sees that he's looking at photos from a recent Fendi shoot. "Ah, didn't know you were busy checking out how good you look, my apologies," Taylor says teasingly, dropping a kiss on top of Nick's now-garishly blonde hair. They both hate it, but it's for the sheep movie, so he has to. "I look awful," Nick says, pulling the photos back up and shoving the phone in Taylor's direction. Taylor scrolls through them for a moment. "Babe, we've been over this. They put you in the worst outfits imaginable. It's not your fault."

"Not the clothes, Taylor, me," Nick says despondently, and Taylor looks down at him. He looks truly miserable. "I'm all...squishy." "Hey," Taylor says, coming around and sitting next to him on the couch. "You look incredible, terrible clothes and all. Squishy and all." Nick looks down. "Easy for you to say." Taylor sighs. They aren't going to solve this in one day. Nick's had body image issues his entire life, or so he's told Taylor, and one affirmative statement from his boyfriend isn't going to fix it. He reaches out and tugs Nick close until he's sitting in his lap, wraps his long arms around him and cuddles him tightly. "Not that I think cuddling will fix everything, but I'm pretty sure it can't make things worse," Taylor says, kissing Nick's temple. Nick sighs in contented defeat. "You're right about that, I suppose," Nick says, and closes his eyes, trying to shove his insecurities from his mind. For now, he has this, and for now, it's enough.

[sunnymainecoon]

Happy womb escape anniversary @cakesmelons !! Your getting old !! Anyways I dunno if this is a great bday present I just associate u with Dreamtale so that's what you get anyways I think I signed a contract with the devil one way or another because I am. Dying. And have been dying through the process of creating this. Anyways hope ur having an incredible day !! I am now to go to bed

Oh and the bonus; me taking you to some timeline where nightmare kills dream<3

[keferon]

*clasps your shoulders gently and looks you straight in the eye*

Keferon. Please read Ninth by Kyn on AO3. I think you would love it very much. It has a large chapter count, but don't be intimidated, it's very easy to get into. It is currently unfinished, but is being updated regularly.

You are the seventh person that recommended this fic to me so ahahahaha yeah

I’m doing great Help I hate some parts of it but I love the other parts I’m spinning in the blender

…..I made the moodboard….

[chanstopher]

🐺🫧230922

[hooned]

JAKE ⭒ Seasons Greetings '24

[hyperdramas]

i give you roses | lee seokmin

pairing: lee seokmin x reader

warnings: non-idol au, boyfriend!seokmin, lots of kissing, fluff, mention of sitting in seokmin's lap (not implying nsfw), seokmin is a darling and makes you feel better, tearing up and kissing ensue

now playing: candy, seventeen

Thunder rolled in the dark distance outside, and you closed your romance book, taking off your reading glasses as you sighed. Your Friday hadn't gone like you wanted it too, and you were down, even more so since your boyfriend still hadn't returned from work yet.

You glanced down at your phone, time flashing before your eyes as you sighed worriedly. It was almost 9 pm, and he still hadn't arrived home yet. You wanted to call him, but you didn't want him to think that you were too clingy, as you've already called him twice before this time to make sure he was okay.

Deciding against it, you took a sip of your now chilling coffee, eyes saddened as you looked at your wilting plants. Even the plants were feeling the sad weight in the room.

A knock at the door shocked you out of your stupor, and you got up, slipping on your jacket as you shuffled to the door. Your cold feet hit the wooden floor as you walked, and the white door in front of you was cold to the touch as you placed your hand on the handle and opened it.

Seokmin⎯your sweet boyfriend Seokmin⎯stood on the other side, hair wet and sticking to his head as he smiled at you sweetly. His eyelashes clung together from the rain, and made his big brown eyes sparkle with the porch light as he grinned wider, showing teeth.

He wore a white dress shirt (one of your favorite shirts on him), and had it unbuttoned some, revealing his bare chest. The sleeves were usually billowy, but now clung to his muscled arms as he held a bouquet of roses in his left hand.

You stood surprised, cheeks warming up at his appearance and actions as he smiled, holding the roses out to you. "They're for you." He smiled nervously, and you couldn't help but tear up, taking them as you stepped on the porch with him.

The rain continued to pour, and you let yourself become one with the rain, cold drops of water showering you in seconds as you became as wet as Seokmin was. He used his hands to slide your now soaked jacket off of you as he threw it inside the still-open door, stepping closer as he took your cheeks into his hands.

"Seokmin, I⎯oh my god, wow." You sighed breathlessly, tears running freely now, and Seokmin chuckled at your words, hushing you as he kissed your tears away. The rain fell so fast, you didn't know if he was kissing tears away, or kissing the rain.

"I hope you like them, sweetpea. I⎯I did my best to get some big roses, but the lady had a hard time wrapping them nicely, so I had to wait. They may be a little wet, since I got caught in the rain, but I⎯"

"Seokmin, you know I love it. I love anything you get me." You smile, and Seokmin's eyes light up, softening as he looks at you. He falls silent, slim fingertips scraping your jawline softly as he backs you inside the house yet again, shutting the door behind him as the two of you made your way to the couch of your living room.

Both of you were soaked, but neither of you cared anymore at this point in time⎯your other half was in front of you, ready for you. Ready to kiss all of your thoughts away.

Seokmin started you off, hands sliding to your hips as he pulled you into his lap. Your hands flew to his shoulders, palms pressing against them as the smell of rain lingered on his tanned skin. The two of you held each other's gaze, and you leaned in, lips brushing Seokmin's as he sighed under you in contentment.

You kissed and kissed and kissed, intent on making sure he knew how much you adored him. The kisses went everywhere, from his warm cheeks, to the tip of his nose, to the top of his rosy lips, to his collarbone, to his bare shoulders, and even to the beginning of his chest, and he replied with small gasps and miniature I love you's as he smiled once you pulled away.

He was breathless under you, smothered with so much love and kisses he was in la-la-land for a second. Seokmin's eyes were unfocused, yet you knew he was in-tune to your heart, and that made you even softer for him as you brushed the wet strands of hair from his forehead.

"I was having the worst day, you know." You teased, head on Seokmin's chest as you listened to his racing heart. His arms were wrapped around your wet body as you sat still in his lap, the warmness of him rubbing off on you.

"I knew you were. I heard your voice when we were calling each other earlier⎯you sounded so sad, sweet girl." Seokmin's voice became softer as he did his signature pout, causing you to blush into his wet shirt at the nickname.

"And these flowers made it better. You made it so much better, Min. Thank you." As you sat up, tears filled your eyes again, and Seokmin hushed you, giving you the sweetest smile you think you've ever seen as he rubbed your back calmly.

"Anything for you, sweet girl. Anything at all." Seokmin pressed a kiss to your wet forehead, and you couldn't help but melt again, falling back down to his chest as you sighed, happy with your position in your boyfriend's arms.

Even if your body was wet and cold, your heart wasn't.

taglist: @oojiehae @kyeomssant @gyuguys (comment if you want to be added!!)

requested by: @realmofclouds (the sweetest person ever)

[fairyofshampgyu]

OH MY GOD HE LOOKS SO CUTEE 😭😭😭😭😭😭☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️😭😭😭😭

[milder-manners]

He was long gone.

Sapnap doubled back to get his stuff. He didn't bother putting on the armor, the city guards recognized him easily enough. They escorted him back to citadel's Center.

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[ask-october-fox]

Happy Birthday October Fox!!

[auspicioustidings]

Ghost and Soap have one kid. They did not particularly want a kid, it was through a very bizarre series of events they wound up with one. But my God do they adore the fuck out of their little princess. You bet your ass Ghost is having tea parties with her when she's little. Soap dresses as the princely compliment to her princess every Halloween.

The issue is that Price and Gaz have 5 kids, all boys (they thought they had 4 boys a girl, but their eldest corrected them pretty early on), all rough and tumble. And yeah the MacTavish's know that they shouldn't be so reluctant to have the kids spend time together, but their little girl is shy and sweet and they don't want her getting trampled by this bunch of wildlings.

Anyway, I can just see a whole childhood full of antics because the parents are competitive and think their kid(s) is better than the other families' kid(s). And then when they start getting older a blind panic happening with the adults because uh oh is anyone else starting to get the sense that all of the Price kids might have a sort of thing for the MacTavish kid? Soap and Ghost cannot possibly have that, their little sweet baby angel will actually never be getting a romantic interest thank you very much she will stay at home with her dads forever. For Price and Gaz they just don't want to be in-laws because they occasionally have intimate relations with Ghost and Soap and they think it would make it weird :')

[tinned-beef]

aidan is so silly because what is he wearing

[sugarpasteltmnt]

Happy epilogue Neon Void getting a big fluffy friend 🥺

AKSHDKAJDJSBDJS

THEY ARE SO CUTE WAAAAAAAAA!!!??!?!!! aksjdkajs thank you so much??? THEYRE SO PRECIOUS 😭🩵💕💞‼️

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

idk if ill ever finish/polish this so here ya go. anyway helloooo Howdy/Barnaby nation, im joining your ranks full speed

[dxcstrange-stuff]

"The truth can be complicated."

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HE'S BACK CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!!! Excuse me while I binge S3 over and over again and savour every single second of his scenes...I cannot believe it's time....I am so ecstatic I'm gonna combust....

[the-apocrypha]

illuminated manuscripts >>> part five of the cottagecore verse Hob Gadling/Dream of the Endless || G || 4k || Complete Alternate Universe - Medieval, Established Relationship, Domestic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Old Married Couple

The thing is, Hob can read. Mostly. Sort of

Hob enjoys nearly a month of gratis storytelling before he's caught staring a little too intently at the page Dream is reading from—he'd been looking at the pictures thank you—when Dream suddenly pauses just as Culhwch is about to ask Ysbaddaden for his blessing and turns his glittering eyes to Hob. 

“And?” Hob asks, impatient. “What does he say?”

“You are reading,” Dream accuses. 

…Shit.

“Well that seems like a strange way for Culhwch to propose marriage?” Hob says weakly. 

Dream's eyes narrow. “You told me you could not.” 

“I can't.” 

“You can.” 

“I really can't,” Hob insists, and he can feel himself starting to flush. “I mean. Not like this, not like. Just what my dad taught me, which is—which is a lot for people like us, you know, and it gets the job done, but I can't. I can't read like you.”

And Hob had not known Dream long enough, at that point, to recognize the rush of starlight into his eyes that would have given him some warning for what he was about to suggest next, and indeed, the futility of protesting against it. 

“I,” Dream says, his whole face aglow, “will teach you.” 

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[i-am-church-the-cat]

WE’RE BACK IN THE FUCKING TRENCHES AGAIN