#soft stuff

[rafeownsriley]

warnings : intimate moments (not sex), i think that’s all

pairing : boyfriend!rafe x girlfriend!reader

summary : rafe crossed the line

it was almost 12 pm. normally you’d be sleeping already but unfortunately, you have to study for tomorrow.

your eyes were heavy, half closed. you were laying on your bed, since you couldn’t keep sitting for another hour.

for couple of seconds your eyes closed but they shut open when you heard few knocks on your window. you stood up and walked towards it, yawning.

you opened one of the three windows and looked outside.

,,hey baby.” rafe smiled at you, running his fingers throught his hair. he finally sees you for the first time today.

,,hey.” you mumbled, as you rubbed your right eye gently. you were wearing rafe’s oversized grey shirt he gave you few days ago.

he smiled even more when he saw you’re sleeping in this specific shirt. his shirt. he then spoke up again.

,,can i come in?” you were staring at him for a while, thinking about his offer. even tho you were exhausted, you decided to say yes.

when he got inside, he actually got worried cause there were like ten opened books on your bed, some notes placed on your table.

you laid back down on your bed and after a while rafe joined you. he looked at you, with a small soft smile.

,,for how long have you been studying baby? you look.. tired.” rafe caressed your hair slowly.

you sat up again, which made rafe’s palm slid down on your back. ,,for a while, don’t worry.” you mumbled.

he couldn’t help but start to feel a bit excited.. your tiredness, the way you run your fingers throught your hair and the way your eyes blink slowly.. somehow all of this turned him on a little bit. or maybe it was because he hasn’t seen you all day? who knows.

you weren’t paying attention to that at all. you were too busy reading stuff about acids and bases, another informations you’ll never use.

after couple minutes, you could feel rafe’s lips softly pressing against the side of your neck, which made you close your eyes for couple seconds.

,,rafe.. i’ve had a bad day..” you said, meaning every word that left your mouth. rafe just smirked lightly, and kept kissing your neck.

,,maybe i could.. make it better.” he mumbled under his kisses, smirk still remaining on his face. his hand moved towards yours, gently taking the notes out of your hand before he placed them on the ground.

after couple seconds he got on top of you, now pressing his lips on yours. his hands were running over your hips, caressing them slowly with his fingers.

,,rafe, not today.. please.” you whispered to him, in between your kisses. his mouth left yours for a while, so he could speak.

,,shh baby you’re clearly exhausted just.. just relax, alright?” he said, before he started kissing your neck again.

you didn’t want to have sex, not after you’ve had like the worst day ever. you also didn’t want to piss him off, but you’re not even in the mood.

you could feel him getting lower, his kisses caressing your collarbone now. meanwhile, his palms were already touching your thighs under your shirt.

you hated that you didn’t like it, that your body wasn’t reacting like it normally would. the only thing you wanted at that moment was sleep. you needed to sleep after this very long and hard day.

you didn’t even realize that he was already shirtless, actually you both were. you were laying under him, just in your black bra and black underwear. when you looked at him with your tired eyes, you could see his smirk widening.

,,you’re so beautiful.” he whispered before leaning closer to you again, leaving kisses all over your chest. when you saw him taking off his shorts, his lips still on your chest, you just lost it.

it wasn’t like you were scared of him or something, you know he wouldn’t hurt you, ever, even when it comes to this. but you just really didn’t want to do it. not today.

rafe was about to kiss your lips again but he stopped when he saw tears on your face. his smirk quickly faded away.

,,please, stop.. please.” you cried out softly, your teary eyes staring on his face. he placed his palm on your cheek, his thumb wiping away your tears.

,,hey shh..shh, i’ll.. stop now.” he whispered to you. he felt so bad right now. he moved next to you and put his shirt back on.

,,baby i.. i’m so sorry.” he whispered, ran his fingers throught his hair. he wanted nothing more than just comfort you and make things right.

,,it’s fine. i’m sorry i just..” you rubbed your eyes, your wet cheeks making his heart ache. he made you cry. oh he felt like shit.

,,don’t apologize baby, i fucked up okay?” he laid next to you, his arm wrapped around your shoulders again. he pulled you closer to him, his other hand went around you.

,,i’m so sorry baby.” he kissed the top of your head, slowly caressing your back. you kept sobbing for couple minutes. he looked down at you when he didn’t hear your sobs anymore, and the view of you made him smile. you’re so cute when you’re asleep.

he kept hugging you, his head lightly pressing against the top of yours. after a while he also closed his eyes and fell asleep.

i hope you’ll like this since it’s quite a short story :) also i’m working on my masterlist rn 🫶🏻

[angeart]

they luvb

[raz-writes-the-thing]

A Fair Few Questions

Aziraphale x Crowley x GN!Reader

In which the Reader finds out Aziraphale and Crowley are Supernatural entities and has a fair few questions for them.

Requests are: OPEN

“So… let me get this straight,” you say, “those are not coloured contacts… Zira, you’re an Angel, and Crowley is a Demon.” You blink as though it will clear the shock and confusion from your system. “And not as in cutesy pet names ‘Angels’ and ‘Demons.’ Real, biblical, Heaven and Hell ‘Angels and Demons.’” Oh, you might just faint if you weren’t careful.

Crowley sticks his bottom lip out thoughtfully for a moment, swishing his wine around in his glass. “‘Bout sums it up, yeah.” 

You let out an exasperated sound that’s not quite a word but not quite a formless sound either. Your hand comes up to rub at your forehead. A habit you’ve grown into. You were going to get wrinkles if you weren’t careful.

“I don’t- what do you mean,” you reply, frustration eating at your brain. “I have so many questions.” 

Aziraphale smiles comfortingly, patting his lap. They’re both sitting on a two seater lounge next to each other- Crowley splayed out in his usual fashion. You let out a little noise of protestion before immediately caving and going to lay across the two of them, head in Aziraphale’s lap. 

The headache immediately eases, and you wonder just how much Aziraphale had to do with it. Anything was possible, right? And now you were thinking about it, all of your aches and pains mysteriously disappeared when he was near. Odd, but suddenly making a whole lot more sense.

“Oh, my dear,” he coos, one hand coming up to play with your hair softly. “I know it’s hard to understand. Humans aren’t quite as aware of us as they used to be.” He looked to Crowley, who was downing some more of his wine ever-so-helpfully. “Crowley, love, do you remember back at the beginning- the Human’s recognised us as Angels and Demons by sight? It’s certainly not like that anymore.” 

“Mm, right,” Crowley replied, laying a hand over your legs and shifting them more comfortably for you onto his lap and not seeming a might bit bothered by the idea that humans did not recognise him by sight anymore. “You have questions, then?” 

You flustered for a moment, looking between the two of them. 

“Are you allowed to answer things?” You ask cautiously. You didn’t want to get them in trouble. Could they get in trouble?

“Uh, sure,” Crowley shrugged, setting his empty glass down on the side table. He propped his elbow on the back of the lounge so he could face towards you. 

“Is… God real?” You asked with another moments hesitation. 

“Oh, yes,” Aziraphale replied, a reverent look on his face. “Most definitely, I’ve spoken with her once or twice.” 

You swallowed thickly and thought you might just move on from that line of questioning. The implications of what that meant were astronomical and way too much to focus on right now. 

“Do pets go to Heavan? Oh, please say yes.” 

Crowley chuckled and gave the outside of your thigh a comforting pat. 

“Yes, love, pets go to Heavan. I believe they have a rather nice park, too,” Aziraphale smiled, brushing his thumb between your eyebrows to ease the tension there.

“And- how old are you, really, then?” 

“Oh, we’re about six thousand years old,” Crowley says tiredly. You can empathise. Six thousand years is a long time. You’d be tired, too. You rub a hand down across your face, snuggling into Aziraphale’s tummy a little. “We’ve been here since the beginning.” 

“Since the beginning? Wait- does that mean- what about the Dinosaurs?” 

Crowley looks at you with a sly grin.

“That might’ve been us, I’m afraid, love.” You eye him in a way that says what-exactly-does-that-mean? To which he laughs, and replies, “it’s a joke Humanity hasn’t got yet.” 

You groan and cover your eyes, horrified by the information that has now been shoved at you. You don’t know what to do about any of this information. 

“Oh, dear, Crowley,” Aziraphale chuckles, looking down at you with such love. “I think we might have broke our favourite human.” 

Crowley squeezes your thigh and chuckles. “Mm, unfortunate. Might have to get a new one, eh, Angel? What do you think?”

“I rather think you might be right,” the literal Angel replies softly. You glare up at the two of them between your fingers, “but I do quite like this one.”

Crowley reaches over to pull one hand away from your face, bringing it to his lips to kiss softly. You cheeks heat at the intimate look in his eyes. His, you now realise- entirely real eyes and not at all contact covered. You lose yourself in them for a moment as he rubs your knuckles, lips pressing into the skin.

“Will you tell me something?” You ask, brushing a finger over Crowley’s cheek. “Something interesting you’ve done. I’m sure six thousand years worth of stories is a lot.” 

“Mm,” Crowley replied thoughtfully. “I suppose we do. As long as it’s not the fourteenth century. I hated the fourteenth century,” he makes a face. You filed that away to ask about another time.

“Oh, I know,” Aziraphale said, cheeks about to burst with the strength of his smile. “Shall we talk about the court of Henry the eighth?”

Crowley lets out a barely contained bark of a laugh. “Oh, yes. Now that was an interesting assignment. Bit close to the fourteenth, though,” he added with a hint of a warning.

“You’ll live,” Aziraphale brushed him off as he began to tell you all the interesting tid-bits that only someone who was there at the time could tell you about. 

The three of you talked for several hours about different eras of history. You asking questions, Aziraphale being quite factual, and Crowley adding all the juicy facts and drama into the mix to keep things interesting. 

As it turned out, they had a lot of information about a lot of things, and you were looking forward to asking them questions about everything under the sun, before the sun, and everything in between. 

Heavens, you really did love them. 

And they loved you too.

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

pov it's been like four years since u last saw ur bestie-crush and u finally see them again and ur just so so so happy to see them but also u rlly been thru it and what u missed the most was how they held u

[paxthepuppycat]

Hiya :) If it’s alright, could I get an orange stimboard for an orange tabby cat, with some soft stuff? Thanks, if you can :D

ofc fellow feline!

[caroldantops]

- Rio loves playing with your hair, and she loves it when you play with her hands (especially fingers, cause she finds it calming)

- Agatha loves it when you cradle her face when you're making out because shes touch starved and no one can convince me otherwise

- Rio enjoys reading, you can always find her in her little chair reading something and if you catch her, she will pat her little lap and invite you over to snuggle while she continues reading

- Agatha loves magicking things just to make you laugh. Sometimes its making things fly over you and other times its changing something's color just to see when you'll notice, it becomes a little game for you and her, to see when you'll notice

- Rio is a night owl through and through, you will always catch her lounging around reading at 2am, sometimes in her death form, to which you just cuddle with her. She won't ever admit it but she loves the way you trace your fingers over her jaw in her death form.

- Agatha on the other hand, wakes up bright and early in the morning, sometimes cooking breakfast and sometimes practicing whatever witchcraft shes fascinated with. You sometimes follow her into her basement to watch. She's nicest and warmest in the morning, often times saying the sweetest lines to you causing you to blush in the morning <3

PLAYING WITH RIOS HANDS AAA 💜💜 hear me out playing with her hands while she’s in her true form, little boney bones. they r stim toys to me

agatha is 1000% touch starved and she doesn’t like to show how much she needs your touch but she always kinda closes her eyes and sighs all content when she gets it 💜 so u Know

agatha and rio r both big readers they’ve got tons and tons of books some new some centuries old. rio would probably read aloud to u if you asked her!! agatha likes to make little annotations in her books. and they both love holding u while they’re reading

pls agatha is a little menace, she’ll ask u to get something for her and by the time u get up to get it it’s levitating across the room already

ok a bit sad but i don’t think agatha sleeps much, i think she would rather sleep as little as possible bc she likes to watch over you. so she’s often keeping busy at strange hours, a lot of times she’ll go to bed with u, and then stay up reading or wake up only a couple hours later and get up and be doing stuff

[l3viat8an]

(related to my two other scenting asks)

the brothers scenting the mc as their younger sibling 🥺, cause of this the mc always smells like a mix of all of their familial scents

the brothers are protective over the mc the same way most older siblings are of their younger siblings n it often manifests in them scenting them frequently

ok but: the mc being unable to scent them back since theyre a human n humans dont really have a way to scent others, cause of this they resort to using a cologne/perfume to scent the brothers back (they made sure it was woodsy smelling since thats what familial scents smell like, woodsy), wanting them know that they see the brothers as siblings as well 🥺

~ t4t anon

I’ll just be standing in the corner crying this is too soft omgsjsg I love this fucked up family sm sobbing-

Also MC wearing the brothers jackets or shirts as a way to trade scents and make sure the brothers have some of their natural scent too!!-

[just-a-sewer-goblin]

She's ghosting her thumb over his cheek and he is positively shivering. He doesn't remember how they ended up here. Together on her sofa pressed against each other and just holding on. At some point he probebly fell asleep but now he is wide awake. And she knows it. And he knows that she knows but neither of the two aknowledge it. He keeps his eyes shut and pretends for both of them that he is still sleeping.

Her curious soft fingers explore his face. They glide along his cheeks to his temple and travel towards his hairline. Cautiously she cards her fingers through his hair and a very quiet sigh leaves his lips.

AN: Found this in my rambles and this gave me such Simon vibes. Like you haven't been together for long and it's the first time he's fallen asleep in your presence. And you know how cautious he is and how easily touch startles him. And he pretends to be asleep so he can be vulnerable and you can touch him and it's a first step into him letting his guard down with you.

[bitlngs]

coyote stimboard under the cut

Requests - open

Tags - @kolektsiakomah

[fangirlwithasweettooth]

- rachel lynn solomon, “See You Yesterday”

[rafeownsriley]

warnings : none i’d say, just rafe and reader are kissing at the start, but this is a soft story :)

pairing : fratboy!rafe x soft!reader

summary : rafe’s younger sister, wheezie, accidently caught rafe and reader kissing

p.s : this is my first tumblr story ever so i hope you will like it :)

you were sitting on rafe’s lap, his palms roaming over your back as your mouths were touching softly, moving in a slow rhythm.

your palms were slowly caressing his cheeks, as you two were kissing for like a solid 5 minutes.

after a while you both heard the door of rafe’s room opening, which made you look in that direction. your palms slid down on rafe’s shoulders.

,,hey rafe have you-“ wheezie’s words trailed off after she saw you and rafe. a smile appeared on her face and she chuckled a little.

,,what were you two planning to do?” wheezie’s smile remained on her face.

,,shut up, wheezie.” rafe quickly responded, right after his sister stopped talking. meanwhile you were still on his lap, your palms now on his chest.

,,what do you want?” rafe sounded mad, well obviously since wheezie ruined his and yours intimate moment. he ran his fingers throught his hair.

,,i wanted to ask if you’ve seen my charger, i haven’t seen it since yesterday.” wheezie said as she kept chuckling, clearly aware of rafe’s nervousness, mixed up with annoyance.

,,no i haven’t seen it, now get out.” he was staring at wheezie.

you were staring at rafe most of the time, watching his reaction to this situation. you were actually curious how he’d react to a situation like that and when you saw him, actually blushing lightly, running his fingers throught his hair nervously.. you couldn’t help but smile softly.

,,jeez calm down, i just wanted to ask.” wheezie chuckled before she left his room. rafe then sighed and ran his fingers throught his hair once again.

you were staring at him, before you spoke up. ,,you good?” you kept smiling, slowly and softly caressing his chest.

rafe just nodded, as he kept staring away from you. you placed your palm on his cheek, gently moving his head back so you could see his face.

,,are you blushing?” you asked him with a soft light chuckle. he made you let go of him, so he could stand up.

,,no i’m not.” he responded as he stood next to his bed, with his back towards you, rubbing the back of his neck.

you couldn’t help but keep chuckling softly. “oh i think you are, sweetheart. but look, there’s nothing to worry about, we weren’t even doing anything.”

rafe kept rubbing the back of his neck, pacing around his room. ,,yeah, but like she’s seen us anyways.”

you smiled at him, before speaking up softly. “you’ve never been caught before?” you moved on the edge of his bed, staring at him, walking around the room.

rafe just shaked his head. you thought his reaction is so cute, but you were also surprised by it.

,,oh come on, you don’t have to feel.. nervous or something. we were just kissing, it’s not a big deal.” you walked towards him, placing your palms on his shoulders again, which made him stop walking around the room and actually pay more attention to you.

you smiled even more when you had the perfect view of his red cheeks. you placed your palms on them, slowly caressing them.

[baby-stims]

🐶/🐾/🐶 🐾/🐶/🐾 🐶/🐾/🐶

Bluey stimboard for 🐾 🍡 anon!

[rainintheevening]

Okay, Aster it's done.

Fic for @ablatheringblatherskite, inspired by a discussion about padawan braids. This fic did not go in the direction I originally intended. But I'm still mostly pleased with it.

Features a boatload of ObiAni softness, with Anakin and Rex friendship mixed in there too. Tagging @sailforvalinor as my one big Captain Rex girlie.

[beatheprincess]

Just ordered 2 more shirts n sum cute ah pink shoelaces💀🎀 I cant be stopped !

[caroldantops]

more soft hcs!! :3

agatha loves when you “steal” her clothes, both because it reminds her how loved and wanted she is, but also because over the years, she developed the habit of sewing protection spells into her clothes if she can. she’s more at ease knowing that she can keep you safe, even if indirectly.

her table has three chairs (four if you’re dating agathario!) because señor scratchy gets his own seat. you didn’t know at first, and unknowingly set up a place setting for him. now she does it on purpose, every now and then, just for fun :)

shes always had a hard time sleeping, and is very used to getting up to work or read when she’s restless. she doesn’t want to turn the lights on because she’s worried she’ll wake you up. to compensate, she buys a bunch of cute night lights for the hallways, which are helpful for her to navigate, but also because it gives you a trail of lights to follow to her if you wake up and need her.

STOP. THE PROTECTION SPELL IN THE CLOTHES. I’LL CRY.

señor scratchy and rio have full conversations at the dinner table for sure. especially if you and agatha are talking about stuff rio just likes to listen sometimes and she’ll turn to scratchy for her commentary

yes!!! agatha very bad at sleeping. definitely has some spell or something that helps keep her energized longer so she doesn’t have to sleep

walking down the halls with a big blankey around you sleepy eyed looking for agatha because you had a weird dream that woke you and she’s just in the living room keeping busy and u flop down on the couch to sleep near her

or agatha sitting up in bed and using her purple as a light so she can read while u sleep 🥹

[sin-softly]

Happy Valentine's Day everyone :)

May your day be full of warmth, light, and love xx