#slow and soft

[marography]

"Early mornings, spent in the embrace of the person you treasure the most."

[qqmariztwsse]

[boyimjustaloserforyourlove]

Snap Snap Snap

https://www.tumblr.com/boyimjustaloserforyourlove/767338606523301888/snap-snap-snap-pt-2?source=share part two!

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my second request!!?! i hope this is to your standards. no Choso and Yuji because I can't see my babies snapping. it can't happen.

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send requests, I'll probably do them all lol. i hope it is to your liking.

don't worry, both of these will be coming. your vote decides which one comes first

[distort-t]

SHY AFFECTION PROMPTS—

Walking side by side, the back of their fingers brushing—too shy to initiate hand-holding.

Teasing the tips of person B’s hair between their fingers, watching their fingers, unable to meet B’s gaze.

Subtle acts of service: opening a door for them, covering cornered edges when the other bends down to pick something up, purchasing something of the other’s interest.

”You look—uh, good. You look good.” Stammering, trying to appear confident when complimenting the other. Cue the throat clearing and avoidance of eye-contact.

Hesitant smiles and blushy cheeks.

Person A about to say something before thinking against it and closing their mouth.

Agonising slow-paced romance.

Person B sticking by person A’s side while they’re sick and stuck to bed rest, despite A’s warning of getting them sick too.

Thoughtful picnic dates.

Almost confessions.

”I care about you, and I want the best for you.”

Friends to lovers.

Looking for each other in social settings.

“You mean more to me than that.”

”Come on, we’re friends.” “Are we really?”

Angsty confessions after built up feelings being hidden.

Everyone can see it but them.

“We’re just friends!” “With how B is looking at you now? I don’t think you’re just friends.”

Starry night skies, damp grass, and deep talks about life.

B learning about A’s body insecurities and finding that it’s their favourite part of them.

Love-fuelled kisses under whispering nights.

So deeply in love that it almost makes their friends uncomfortable to witness.

Feathery forehead kisses.

Neither of them raise their voice—a love so gentle and kind that it makes your teeth rot.

Either one has social anxiety and the other orders for them at cafes and restaurants, or both of them do and one disregards their own anxiety and steps up.

Late nights cuddled up and quiet giggles.

”You’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of.”

”I want our kids to have your eyes.”

Inside jokes that literally no one understands.

[daisylambs]

Saying goodbye to summer...

[al1fers-haven]

Almost Instinctual

Alastor x pregnant!reader

‼️pregnant reader, pregnancy in general, overprotective Alastor, a bit of angst, secret pregnancy‼️

Prompt: In where you, y/n, go to the Hazbin hotel for shelter after splitting up with your previous boyfriend. And try and keep your pregnancy a secret until you find a better solution.

Part 1 (you’re here!), part 2

(I am lazy and am writing this like it’s a bunch of facts and writing specific scenes…I might rewrite when I get my laptop.)

(8 weeks/2 months)

You and your boyfriend had split up about a week ago, afraid you’ll run out of money eventually you decided that instead of staying at a creepy motel with no locks, you’d move to a free-helpful option.

Of course you felt a little bad for abusing the owners kindness, using the Hazbin hotel not for redemption, but instead for shelter and food.

Charlie had welcomed you in with open arms (literally, she squeezed you pretty hard.) and even introduced you to everyone except for two who were out running around hell.

Alastor was explained to you as a creepy, tall deer man who may sound rude but has good intentions.

And Charlie explained angeldust as a ‘work in progress’ and told her a couple stories instead of describing him.

Charlie offered you the job of receptionist, claiming that husker wasn’t exactly good with the socializing aspect of it and you happily accepted. Eyes beaming at the opportunity for a job right infront of you.

(12 weeks/3 months)

You were happily greeted with nausea every morning. The morning sickness now starting to affect you more than ever, you haven’t exactly told anyone about your pregnancy and were hoping to be out of the hotel by the time you started showing.

Now working at the hotel for a bit, you noticed that probably wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.

“Are you alright y/n?” Charlie peaked her head into the bathroom; a small frown on her face as you heaved a bit, nodding.

“Yup- I’m just dandy..! Mind getting me a wet towel or something love? I think I ate something bad yesterday…” Charlie let out a little gasp and nodded, running off to god knows where just to get that little thing for you.

You had actually started to get to know the patrons of the hotel more, for example. You learned angeldust was actually the pornstar you had heard about all over social media. And he adored three things.

Making people uncomfortable.

Cocaine.

And candy crush.

Husk had given you a couple of sickness remedies, saying that they would help with stomach bugs. All natural just incase you were allergic and you slowly started to warm up to him.

Charlie and vaggie had grown to be very special to you now. Their opposite personalities absolutely making you giggle everytime you hung out with them or went out for groceries.

Now, Alastor was an odd fellow. He was a bit younger than you since you were hellbotn and all but he seemed to act older than you. Calling you things like ‘dear’, ‘Cher’, or Mon biche.

Mon biche was the most common one, and after looking it up. You realized he was calling you my doe, or just doe 90% of the time.

He definetly knew. Not letting you eat any form of ‘raw meat’ that would go on your plate and even specially making drinks for you so you felt like you could participate in drinking games without suspicion.

Overall, he was a total kitten. A bit emotionally stunted in areas of course..but he never failed to brighten the room.

(Unless he was threatening someone.)

(17 weeks/3.2 months)

You started showing, not visibly with clothing on but you were still showing when you sat down.

Your closet changed a bit, from nice outfits to usually a dress you had gotten or some high waisted sweats, trying to be as comfortable as possible in your state.

Alastor had been…odd.

He had started to let you grab his arm when going up or down the stairs, which usually during conversations he’d just stand at the bottom waiting. And he now seemed like he was constantly watching you.

Husker had done the same. The two animal demons in the hotel knowing because of a certain change in smell, it wasn’t like you didn’t know it was going to happen.

Husker had promoted for just leaving you alone and stopping the mean comments, understanding that pregnant women were a force to be reckoned with. (And you appreciated that. You had been crying earlier that day for the cookie you bought not tasting like blueberry’s.)

You cried a couple times because of angel, which Alastor just stared at you as you sniffled and attempted to keep the conversation going.

You also cried about 2 days ago because Charlie bought you a pretty necklace. It was hell.

Alastor tried to be accommodating in the field of emotional intelligence but…he failed. Making you cry more times than he could count and to be honest he only cared that he did because you were quite literally an angel to everyone.

Husker asked you in private one day if Mr smiles was the daddy to that little hellspawn and all you could do was laugh and blush a bit. Telling husker that he wasn’t and that he was just acting that way because she was a single mother.

Husker didn’t understand that, Alastor never had a soft spot for women her age.

(20 weeks/4 months)

First time you let anyone touch your stomach was during this time period, Alastor did so with adoration almost. Mentioning something about how he always had a soft spot for women with children..

You two had grown a bit closer.

Husker definitely still had his suspicions about you and the baby. He really thinks is alastors with the way he had been acting.

The red demon had gone out of his way several times to get you your weird ass cravings. One day you asked for a bite of his venison and then cried because you weren’t allowed to have it

You found him coming near you more often and asking multiple times to touch your baby bump as it grew, and everytime you let him that little tail of his would wag a bit behind him. Seemingly happy with the little life growing inside you.

He got more protective as well. Way more protective. He was your puppy that followed you around basically.

(He totally got you a bunch of ice cream, or helped you out with foods and sickness with his old man knowledge.)

(25 weeks/5 months)

If you wanna talk about awkward? Everyone in the hotel basically thought you and Alastor were a thing with how weird you two were together.

You would always be caught either straightening his bow tie or dusting off his shoulders. The term doting describing the two of you around one another.

May or may have not let it slip to Charlie that ‘it’s not like that, Alastor has said multiple times he doesn’t want to prey on pregnant women.

She asked to be the godmother.

Alastor hated the thought of that actually when you brought up that Charlie might be a good fit when he was giving you a snack. A nerve you didn’t know he had.

Soon everyone knew you were pregnant and angel was absolutely infatuated with this information. Asking who’s it is and stuff like that.

(7 months)

Alastor and you were practically a thing- he would help you out a lot and in return you’d kiss his cheek or help him out with cooking.

He practically worships the ground you walk on. Foot rubs for when they hurt, running a bath for you. Even going out of his way to compliment your outfits (even if you looked downright awful that day)

He even accompanied you to return the ring your ex gave you. Along with a couple other belongings you had from him.

Alastor may or may have not been seen with you outside , and you were mentioned by Rosie the next time.

(8 months)

Alastor and you had become somewhat official, if letting a dude fall asleep on your pregnant stomach bc he wanted to means official. Then yes( you were.

After you had a talk with Alastor about why he acted the way he did around you he simply said it was almost instinctual to take care of you. Something along the lines of him also being a gentleman.

He had invited you out to cannibal town, where you met Rosie and she was absolutely infatuated with you. Asking you questions and being so lovely towards you. Even going as far as mentioning she had her fair share of labor experience when it came to giving birth!

Alastor was very pleased to hear Rosie would help you- a bit scared she would eat the baby though…

(Part two coming out about nine months and the actual baby?)

[feminineenergylife]

Benefits of living a Soft Life

Slowing down & Being Present. We often rush through life leaving us no time to enjoy it.

Less Stress. You will start to make decisions that make your life easier not harder when you switch your mindset to a soft lifestyle.

Increased Feminine Energy. You will feel happier & more at peace.

How to live a Soft Girl Life 🤍

[reachedrafe]

Morning after

Summary : You wake up in an unfamiliar bed after a wild night, only to find yourself next to Rafe Cameron. As the memories of the evening come rushing back, you’re faced with the reality of what happened and what it might mean for both of you.

Warnings : none just soft Rafe!

You slowly drifted back to consciousness, the morning light filtering through the blinds, casting soft shadows across the unfamiliar room. Your mind was groggy, still clouded by the remnants of sleep, and it took a few moments for your surroundings to come into focus.

You blinked, trying to piece together the events of the previous night. The sheets beneath you were soft, the mattress firm but comfortable. You frowned slightly as the realization hit you—this wasn’t your bed. You turned your head, your gaze following the room’s details: a surfboard leaning against the wall, clothes strewn across the floor, the faint scent of saltwater and cologne lingering in the air.

Panic bubbled up inside you as you shifted under the sheets, only to realize with a jolt that you were naked. You clutched the blanket to your chest, your heart pounding as your mind raced to recall how you ended up here.

Then, you heard it—a soft rustling beside you. Your breath hitched, and you turned slowly, almost afraid of what you might see. Lying next to you, still asleep, was Rafe Cameron. His chiseled features were softened in sleep, the usual hard edge gone from his face. His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, one arm draped casually over the pillow between you.

Memories of the night before started to flood back. The party at Tannyhill had been wild, the music loud, the drinks flowing freely. You remembered Rafe’s intense gaze from across the room, the way he’d looked at you like you were the only person there. You’d danced together, laughed together, and one thing had led to another…

Your pulse quickened as you replayed the night in your mind. The stolen glances, the whispered words, the way he’d pulled you close, his hands warm against your skin. You hadn’t planned for things to go this far, but once you were alone with him, the chemistry had been undeniable.

You watched him now, still fast asleep, and wondered what would happen when he woke up. Would he regret it? Would he want to pretend it never happened? Or… would this be the start of something more?

You shook your head, trying to quiet the anxious thoughts swirling in your mind. Carefully, you began to slide out of bed, trying not to wake him. But as you moved, his hand reached out, catching your wrist. You froze, your eyes snapping to his face.

Rafe’s eyes fluttered open, a lazy smile tugging at his lips as he looked up at you. “Morning,” he murmured, his voice thick with sleep. His grip on your wrist was gentle, but firm enough to keep you from pulling away.

“Morning,” you whispered back, your heart pounding in your chest. You couldn’t read his expression, couldn’t tell what he was thinking, and it made you nervous.

He studied you for a moment, his blue eyes searching yours. Then, slowly, he tugged you back down beside him, his arm wrapping around your waist. “You don’t have to go,” he said softly, his voice sincere. “Stay a little longer.”

You hesitated, but the warmth of his body against yours was comforting, and the way he was looking at you made your heart flutter. Maybe, just maybe, this didn’t have to be a mistake. Maybe it could be the beginning of something neither of you expected.

With a small, shy smile, you nodded and settled back into the bed. Rafe’s arms tightened around you, and for the first time in a long while, you felt at peace. Whatever came next, you’d face it together. For now, though, you were content to stay right where you were.

[kiwicidios]

𓈒 ׄ 🥟사랑

[metalmiez]

Wives <3

They are living rent-free in my head <3

[marography]

"Make yourself a cup of your favourite tea and enjoy this beautiful day under a warm blanket."

[bleulone]

"And the most important, Roi, is that you have shown pride. And dignity. And balls"

JULIO PEÑA FERNÁNDEZ as ROI in BERLÍN (2023-)

[qqmariztwsse]

[purposechef]

boiling point

[daisylambs]

[novaswrldd]

home sweet h o m e