#soft affections

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

Yellow Lantern Crane x Reader || Soft Affections

Will buy you a six pack of your favorite energy drink

Puts your feelings first during an argument

Lets you ride his magic lantern ring horse for funsies

Would love to trade fashion advice "Does this leather jacket look good with these checked pants???"

Kisses you goodnight

Happily reads books in silence together with you

Loves to buy you stuffed animals

Will definitely win carnival games for you

Sneakily pays for your dinner every so often so you don't have to

Likes to watch you be creative in your chosen passion

Would let you cut and style his hair

BIG LIFT YOU UP IN THE AIR HUGS

[mischievous-thunder]

Logan's the prettiest, cutest and softest kitty Wade's ever seen

[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.

[euthymiaaa]

— subtle physical affection prompts 𓆩♡𓆪

i hope everyone is having a great new year so far! enjoy :D

pushing strands of their hair out of their face

brushing the dust of their clothes

wiping off a food stain near their lips (bonus: you lick it off your fingers)

briefly tracing the lines of their palms

patiently helping them put their shoes on

teasingly playing with the string of their hoodie

nose boops

comparing hand sizes

accidentally grazing their hands as both of you are reaching for the same object

gentle massages for their shoulders

delicately putting your hand on their back

playful stabs with your fingers onto the side of their waist

ever so light forehead pecks

[divineandmajesticinone]

4 MINUTES (2024) I 1.04

The first time.

[youneedsomeprompts]

~ SUBTLE LOVE ~ WRITING PROMPTS

requested by: anonymous request: hi!! idk if this has been req before but do u have prompts for subtle love? it will take some time for u to realise that their actions are somth u do out of love. thank u!

Feel free to use and reblog!

Part 1 (kinda): ~ GENTLE LOVE ~ PROMPTS

listening attentively when the other is talking

taking the other into consideration whenever making a decision

smiling at the other to encourage them

taking over the other's tasks to disburden them

the last thing they're thinking about before falling asleep is always the other

sitting back and staying quiet to leave the stage for the other

giving the other their space, knowing they need it

enjoying the sound of the other's voice

distracting the other when they see they're distressed and close to freaking out

trying to learn every way to put a smile on the other's face

experiencing this strange feeling in their chest when the other comes to them for support and a word of kindness

"You can call me. Day or night. I'm there for you."

enjoying the most basic time spent together just sitting next to each other, each doing their own

hyping the other up

being their biggest cheerleader

checking up on the other regularly when they know they're not feeling their best

thinking about the other at the most random times

'Oh, this coffee has such nice latte art! I wonder if [person B] would like it.'

'Oh, there's a new movie showing in the cinema about an ice skater. [Person B] once did ice skating. Would they like this movie? Or are they even better at ice skating than the ones in the movie? I'm sure they're the best ice skater!'

stopping themselves from messaging the other too often

sharing their food with the other

always making another coffee/tea when they're making one for themselves because sharing is caring

smiling by instinct when they see the other

^ breaking into a grin and being unable to stop it

sending the other little notes of encouragement to show that they're thinking of them

"You're doing just fine. I know you've got this."

promising to catch up, even when there is no time at the moment, they're making sure it doesn't go under

"Wanna talk about it later? I will make time."

making the other a priority

giving their honest opinion when it's asked

[theeroticlover]

Ahmm !!! Hungry for your lips....

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Don't Wormy About Me.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[paper-lilypie]

sappy teens

ft. extra kissies + Hazel hairstyles that make me :]

[human-otp-prompt-generator]

Sleepy OTP Prompts

A falls asleep while attacking B with kisses.

Or B falls asleep while being kissed by A.

A snores loudly. B can't sleep and is torn between being annoyed and thinking A is cute when they snore.

A wakes B up in the morning with kisses.

A falls asleep on B. B wakes up in the morning needing to use the bathroom but doesn't want to disturb A.

A and a very tired B talk in bed. B keeps themself awake so they can talk to A.

^ except A tells B to go to sleep and B is too stubborn to.

6 or 7 but over the phone.

A talks in their sleep, B can't get enough of it.

A gets home late at night. B is already in bed and stretches their arms out to welcome them into their embrace.

A can't sleep until B is in bed with them.

A hogs the blanket from B.

While A is asleep, B pours their heart out about how much they mean to them.

A sleeps with their head on B's chest, soothed by their heartbeat.

A and B are sleeping in the same bed for the first time and try to figure out a comfortable cuddling position.

It's the middle of the day and A and B nap on the couch, one on top of the other.

A falls asleep on the couch during movie night. B carries them to bed.

A wakes up in the morning for work. B, clingy, gets them to stay in bed and cuddle for a few more minutes.

[shakespearian-love]

Pushing limits with you ❦

[mischievous-thunder]

Bonus:

It's sin o'clock with the multiversal soulmates

[urfriendlywriter]

physical gestures that gets me flushed:

(feel free to useee :) tag me when yall writeee, importantly the 5, 6, 7, 8, 14 and 15 oh fkckdm)

smiling during a kiss

pulling you by your waist

leaning over you while looking at your lips [I'll fjfkxncng melt]

cuddling and nuzzling your face into their chest </3

kissing them by their collar

and trailing it down to their neck. (bonus if they're on a call and trying not to make a sound ;] )

getting pinned against a wall (R YALL OK)

tipping your chin to make you look into their eyes (im def not ok)

sitting between their legs as they dry your hair

tracing your lovers features as they peacefully sleep

placing kisses on your lovers shoulder and nape as they are bent down, trying to focus on their work though they're very hot and bothered

lifting you up during a hug and swirling you around

waist rubs while lying close to each other

they roll on top of you, cradling your head between their hands as they kiss your nose

^ placing a kiss on your forehead as they mumble how pretty you are

going under the sheets to lie on top of them as they giggle and pull you up and close

touching your lover's hand under the table as a form of reassurance

hugging them tight without saying any words when they're having a hard time

pulling you by your leg and putting them on theirs as they tickle attack you :))

holding your face in their palm as they smile widely before kissing you

[inmyperfectworld]

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢, 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎. ♥️

[palamadeez]

obsessed with logan "heart eyes" howlett. mr jackman how did you make your face do that

[aventurineswife]

Two Hands, One Home

Summary: After an abyss attack destroys your home, Kinich, who values independence and self-reliance, offers you a place to stay. Though he presents it as purely practical, his actions reveal a quiet, genuine care. Over time, you settle into a peaceful routine together, finding comfort in his reserved kindness and the small gestures of care he provides, learning that beneath his cold exterior, Kinich has his own way of showing affection.

Tags: @m1nella, Kinich x Reader, Domestic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Reserved Kinich, Found Family, Quiet Moments, Pragmatic Romance, Subtle Affection, Soft Kinich.

Warnings: Implied Loss Due To An Abyss Attack, Mild Angst.

The aftermath of the abyss attack was devastating. Your home, once a place of safety and comfort, had been reduced to rubble, its walls shattered and roof torn asunder. The shock of losing everything you had worked for in an instant left you feeling hollow, adrift in a world that had suddenly turned cold and uncertain.

But amid the chaos, there was an unexpected offer. Kinich, with his usual stoic expression, had come to you with a quiet proposal. “You can stay at my place while your house is being repaired.” he said, his tone as dry as ever, yet beneath it was something softer, something genuine.

You were hesitant at first—Kinich was a private person, and you knew his past hadn’t been easy. Still, the practicality of the offer, and the simple fact that you needed somewhere safe to stay, won out. You nodded, grateful but unsure of what to expect.

The day you moved into Kinich’s house, you couldn’t help but be surprised by how… normal it was. The inside was modest, a far cry from the grandeur of the mansions you’d seen in the past. But it had a warmth to it, an unspoken coziness. The walls were lined with handmade furniture, small knick-knacks that spoke of a life lived with care and attention, even if it wasn’t a life of luxury.

Kinich showed you around, his gestures efficient but not unkind. “This is the kitchen,” he said, pointing to a simple stove and a small table. “If you need anything, just ask. And, uh… don’t go near the shed out back. I keep some of my… tools there.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Tools?”

His lips twitched in what might have been a smile, though it was hard to say. “I’ve got a lot of things to fix. You’ll see.”

You followed him to the living room, where a modest fireplace crackled. The scent of wood and something faintly herbal hung in the air, and Kinich, ever the practical one, was already setting up a small cot by the wall for you.

“Don’t make a fuss about it,” he said as he smoothed out the blanket. “It’s not much, but it’ll do for now.”

You couldn’t help but feel touched. For someone who valued independence so much, Kinich was surprisingly attentive in his own way. You sat down on the cot, still a bit unsure of what to do next.

Kinich cleared his throat and turned toward the kitchen. “I’m making dinner. It’ll be ready in about an hour. You can relax until then.”

As he worked, you took a moment to look around the room. It wasn’t much, but it was his—his space, his home. The absence of his usual sharpness, the subtle kindness of his gestures, made you feel a little less alone. Even if he didn’t show it often, Kinich had a way of making you feel like you mattered.

Dinner was simple, a warm stew that smelled of fresh herbs and hearty vegetables. Kinich placed a bowl in front of you, his expression as unreadable as ever, but there was something softer in his eyes, a flicker of something more than just duty.

“You didn’t have to do this,” you said, quietly breaking the silence. “Let me help with something.”

Kinich paused for a moment, his hand still on the pot as he glanced over at you. “It’s fine,” he said with a shrug. “I’m not doing it for you. Just… don’t let the food go to waste.”

You chuckled softly, nodding. Kinich’s words were as blunt as always, but the care in his actions was something you couldn’t overlook. As you sat together at the table, eating in comfortable silence, you couldn’t help but think that, despite everything, you had found a place here—a place where, for the time being, you could heal

Over the next few days, life at Kinich’s house settled into a quiet routine. You’d help with the small tasks around the house—cleaning up, organizing things—and in return, Kinich would share bits and pieces of his life with you, small snippets of knowledge or skills that he’d learned over the years.

One evening, as the sun began to set, you found Kinich in the garden, tending to some plants in the fading light. You hadn’t realized how peaceful the house could feel when it was just the two of you, sharing this simple life together.

“Need help?” you asked, walking over to him.

Kinich glanced up, his face softening slightly. “If you want. I could always use another pair of hands around here.”

You knelt beside him, taking a small gardening trowel and gently digging into the soil. There was a strange comfort in working alongside him, the silence between you both not awkward but companionable, as if you were partners in something greater than just survival.

“Why do you do it?” you asked, looking up at him. “Tending to all this, I mean. I would’ve thought you’d want to leave it all behind.”

Kinich paused, the question catching him off guard. His eyes flickered briefly, almost hesitant, before he answered. “Because it’s mine. It’s the one thing in this world I can rely on. People… they come and go. But this? It’s real. It stays.”

You smiled at his answer, understanding him a little more than you had before. Kinich didn’t offer grand gestures or flowery words, but in the little things—like the way he cared for his home, or the way he offered you a place to stay when you needed it most—you saw his quiet strength.

And, despite his belief in self-sufficiency, you couldn’t help but wonder if, maybe, for just a moment, you could be the one thing he’d allow himself to rely on, too.

That night, as you both sat by the fire, Kinich spoke again, his voice quieter than usual.

“You’re welcome to stay as long as you need.” he said, not looking directly at you but still offering the words with sincerity.

You nodded, your heart swelling with gratitude. “Thanks, Kinich. I… I really appreciate it.”

He gave a small, almost imperceptible nod. “It’s not charity. It’s just… practical.”

But the warmth in his eyes told you everything you needed to know.