#sweet and short

[penvisions]

unexpected bloom {joel miller x reader}

Pairing: Joel Miller x Reader

Summary: A single flower and a chance encounter brings color to your life.

Word Count: 965

Warnings: none really, fleeting sexual content, allusions to adult content, kissing, fluff, pre-outbreak / no outbreak au

A/N: this was done to try and shake some writer's block, as a part of the 'flora and fauna' writing challenge by @morallyinept

ao3 link || navigation || joel miller masterlist || ko-fi

A single flower.

That’s how it all started.

And you thanked every lucky star in the universe as you felt the heat of the body you now curled around as you slowly woke from your slumber. The broad back your front was pressed to was bare, skin on skin in the most intimate of ways that turned from barely conscious and sensual to wide awake and desperate.

Grunts fall from the man’s full lips as he presses his hands to the backs of your thighs, his hips moving against yours in a steady rhythm. Your own fingers tangled almost painfully with his as they hold you in the position he’s found you like the best. The one that punches the most wonton and guttural sounds from deep in your chest as he brings you to the shattering crest of pleasure over and over again. His curls may be graying, his hands weathered and callous, his back aching and sore. But he always seemed to find his youth when you smiled at him over the rim of your mug or trailed a hand over his broad shoulders.

He had certainly found his youth when you had approached him in front of your workplace to compliment the flowers he had been contracted to plant all along the buildings entrance. Enough so that he hadn’t even thought of how completely sappy and unfounded his plucking of a single one to deliver to your desk with a handwritten note had been until well after he had done it. The nervous panic setting in once he was back in the safety of his home and the deed had been mentioned by a tittering Sarah as she recounted her first day as an intern in the very same building.

Of how she had giggled and fawned over the move he had made without much thought beyond how you had to be prettier than all the flowers he had been dealing with. He felt embarrassment flood him, his fork suddenly clinking between his teeth and his ears tipped pink as he watched his daughter rave about how romantic and sweet it had been for someone to do that. How no one seems to care about stuff like that anymore and all she gets are text messages she doesn’t even know how to respond to their so dry and unoriginal. He puts aside his embarrassment to tell her that if she doesn’t want to, she doesn’t have to engage. That she deserves only the best because she is the best. His whole world in the most perfect package right across the table from him.

She pauses, her own ears tinging as she smiles brightly before teasing him for being such a dad.

But he takes it in stride, because that seems to be his whole purpose in life. To be her dad, to be the one person she could rely on for anything and everything. But that since she had graduated from her university program and moved from their home into a dorm to get the full experience and now an apartment with her friend Ellie while they worked internships, he didn’t get much of a chance to be that.

His newfound purpose was to be your boyfriend.

Something he took just as much pride in because you were perfect too.

He had taken you another single flower the following day after Sarah’s gushing of how lucky you were and how excited you had been to find the first on your desk. How your eyes kept falling on the gift he had left throughout the day. One each day until your schedules had aligned and he could take you out on a proper date. The once single flowers had turned into bouquets, his once written words became spoken affections. You had smiled so gorgeously and laughed so genuinely that he had fallen even deeper in his feelings for you. The ones you returned with bashful and then teasing words. Wit sharp and endearing as time ticked by.

Something you reminisced on as he laid beside you now, both panting for air. Skin sticky with sweat and hands idly wandering over each other.

“What’re you thinkin’ about?” He rumbles, seeing the way your gaze is both focused and faint. Not wanting him to worry, you press a kiss to his damp temple, rolling over to lay half over him. His arms come to rest on your lower back, anchoring you to him.

“Thinkin’ about flowers,” You grin, teeth catching the sunlight peeking through the thick curtains. Resting your chin atop folded hands over his chest.

“We need to plant some for the season, before it’s too hot.” He touches the tip of his nose to yours, causing your face to wrinkle as you scrunch against the tickle of his moustache across your lips.

“Let’s get peonies.”

“Anythin’ for you, you know that.”

“I think…I think I want those for my bouquet too.” Your eyes trail from his handsome face to the ring that sits on your finger. Warm from your skin, from his.

“Yeah?” His eyes soften as he watches you admire the jewelry. He had been so nervous when he begun to plan his proposal, the whole thing thrown out the window one morning when you had peered at him through the open window of his truck as he dropped you off at work. The words had burst from his chest in one solid breath, shocking you both. Another step with you that felt so natural he had done it without thinking. But it paid off, because here you were with him still.

And to think, he had almost turned down the job for worry of embarrassing his daughter at her first job.

“Yeah.” You pressed the single word to his lips.

[solifelessblog]

Old man love

Please reblog, don’t repost :)

[hypnagogicwriter]

REST || Karmagisa

Fandom: Assassination classroom

Pairing: Karma x Nagisa

Summary: Them resting together.

Also on: AO3

Karma and Nagisa had been together for 11 years, and even after all that time, they still found comfort in simply resting together. As they lay in bed, the streetlights and moonlight streaming through the window creating a serene atmosphere, Karma tucked his head into the crook of Nagisa's arm and pulled him closer as he watched his soft and steady breathing.

Nagisa felt his breath against his chest and opened a swirling blue eye to look at Karma. He smiled and Karma found himself looking back at him. Even in the darkness, Nagisa's beautiful face shone for him like the stars. Neither of them felt the need to fill the silence that surrounded them; instead, they simply let it linger.

Nagisa began to speak, his raspy voice breaking the silence. Karma listened as he spoke of random topics, his steady voice encouraging him to share his thoughts and stories. As he made small comments in between anecdotes, it was almost as if he was confirming that they were content and allowing each other to just be together.

Karma really felt comfortable with him. But he had never expected this. For several reasons. First of all, he had been a bit of an idiot at school, which he was now aware of. Secondly, Nagisa was still handsome and kind - the list of people who would like to be with him is long. But here they were.

Karma slowly began to open up, and for the first time in years he felt like sharing these repressed thoughts without fear of judgement. The couple talked until their eyelids became heavy and it was time to drift off into a peaceful sleep.

As Karma and Nagisa drifted off, Karma felt more relieved than he had in a long time. He was grateful to be able to experience the true comfort that comes from resting with someone who truly accepts you for who you are.

[sailorgoth]

— We all feel lonely sometimes. — Satoru laughed softly. — You don't have to be so tough all the time, Nanami. Life is so short.

— Even more so for people like us. — He replied bitterly.

[...]

— You don't need to feel so lonely or misunderstood. — Nanami whispered to him sweetly. — I'm here!

"Satoru Gojo is sad and lonely, drowning in deep depressive moments he receives a grateful visit from Nanami, who appears worriedly at his door to calm his suffering heart. After all, it was not the first time their eyes had met in such an intimate way."

[petitelepus]

Minimus grumbled as he slowly started to wake up. Where was he and what had he been doing? The small minibot tried to get up, but he found a set of arms wrapped around his middle part, holding him down.

The green bot looked behind him and saw you there, hugging him closely against your bigger frame, still in recharge.

He smiled a little at the sight of you, how vulnerable and cute you were with him there, but he had to leave. Minimus tried to pull your hands away, but that only seemed to wake you up.

“Mini?” You asked tiredly and the bot almost cursed under his breath, but he was above cursing like that. Instead, he sighed and looked at you, "My love, I need to get up."

"Why?" You asked and the green bot frowned lightly, "I have work to do and-!"

"No, you don't." You said and Minimus blinked, "Excuse me, but what do you mean no?"

"I called to Megatron before our little rendezvous. He and Rodimus know you won't be coming." You said and Minimus felt fooled. You had planned all this beforehand!

He was about to scold you, but you just hugged him tighter against your frame and kissed the back of his helm, "Relax my love. You need a time out and what's better than recharging with your partner?"

Honestly, nothing really. Minimus sighed, still a little upset with you, but he relaxed as he laid back down and let you hug him against your frame. Before you could speak, he spoke first, "This is not turning into a habit then!"

You smiled sleepily, "I wouldn't dream of it."

[kaioken16]

AoNoSummer2023 Day 15 - Fireflies 🌌

While attending a festival, Rin leads Kosuke away to show a beautiful sight of nature.

My 15th entry for the event, I've been a bit poorly so I'm sorry for the wait.

I had fun with this piece as it's more of a self-indulgent piece with Rin and my OC. Based around my AU and just Rin being romantic.

[goddess47]

For @writers-choice prompt #17 - threat

Also for Sweet and Short (on DW) the 10 out of 20 challenge for June 2023... I squeezed all 20 words into this ficlet!

[wiinterchiild]

chocolate kiss

Jinmin

Established Relationship

Sweet and Short

Fluff

Nothing could make this morning sweeter, maybe some chocolate and kisses.

[elrondperedel]

Well, I heard you're back together and if that's true You'll just have to taste me when he's kissin' you If you want forever, I bet you do (I bet you do) Just know you'll taste me too

SABRINA CARPENTER and JENNA ORTEGA — Sabrina Carpenter: Taste (Official Video)

[bevsi]

now I’m gone but ur still layin 🤷🏼‍♀️ next to me 1 degree of separation 🤷🏼‍♀️

[hanavbara]

Carpenter News: Sabrina Loves To Be On Top 📰☕️💋

prints available! 💫

[dangeroustaintedflawed]

sabrina carpenter for SKIMS, april 2024 ౨ৎ⋆˚｡♱⋆ ‎ ‎

[sukunasteeth]

Sukuna has never said no to you.

It didn’t matter what the request was, simple or complicated, easy to fix or a days-long job, Sukuna was always at your side, completing the task as fast as he needed to to keep you satisfied. He would love to deny it, you’re sure, but evidence proves time and time again that he puts your needs and wants at the top of his priority list. 

And you were curious how far you could go with it.

The two of you are sitting in your underwear at the breakfast nook, warming yourselves in the bay window while the morning sun starts on the leftover night time chill. It wasn't quite time for breakfast, still too early for the both of you. In the meantime, you sip on your morning brews, preserving the comfortable silence. Sukuna is flipping through the day's newspaper, his eyes are groggy with sleep and he hasn't said more than a handful of words to you yet. He wasn't a morning person.

You were starting to change that.

"Kuna," You call to him, nudging him with your foot from your corner of the window bench.

"Hmm?" He doesn't look up from the paper, but his hand reaches down and grabs your foot, pulling it into his lap. His thumbs start to subconsciously knead at your muscles.

"I want these." You hold up your phone, which you had previously been scrolling through in an attempt to find something ridiculous for this exact moment. You were sure you had found it, something even Sukuna would find unnecessary. 

And yet, he merely glances at your screen, takes in the sight for all of two seconds, and then returns his attention to whatever news article he was in the middle of.

"My wallet's on the counter." He clears the sleep from his throat not sparing a second look. 

You blink at him in surprise.

"D-Did you even see what it is?" You flip your phone around to make sure you were displaying the correct thing. 

Sukuna is frowning before he looks up again, curious at your persistence. He gently cups your hand, bringing it only a minuscule amount closer to examine your screen a second time. 

You were on one of the most luxurious brand’s websites, showing him an incredibly regular pair of panties, no straps, no details, all black- with one of the most outrageous price tags you had ever seen for something so ordinary. 

Sukuna cocks a brow at you over your phone, "Can't imagine you need more panties when you're constantly stealing my boxers. But whatever, hand it over. I know my card number-"

"Kuna," You interrupt him with a surprised laugh, holding fast to your phone when he tries to pluck it out of your hands, "they're a thousand dollars."

He glances back, his eyes focusing lower on the screen where you know the price tag to be. The newspaper in his hands drops down, momentarily forgotten by what he sees. For a moment, you think you've found his limit.

"Wait, are those red one's assless?" He points just below the price, where the recommended products are depicted. "Get those too."

You drop the phone down so that he meets your eyes, which are wide with shock.

Sukuna always took care of you. Always insisted on being the provider of any single thing that you may need; a warm meal, a soft bed, anything your eyes twinkled at that was available for purchase- even if you would never think of buying or owning it. Granted, you never wanted much in terms of material possessions, so you didn't realize the true extent of Sukuna's leniency until now.

It was slightly intimidating, and part of it felt wrong. Sukuna had money, plenty of it, but that didn’t mean he should feel the need to spend copious amounts of it on you just because you could ask him to. He was giving you too much power, it felt like.

You huff through your nose, frowning at him, which only has him tilting his head further to the side in question.

You ignore it, setting your phone onto the window seat and crawling your way closer to him, until you can gather up his face in your hands and lock his gaze into yours.

He glares at you past smushed cheeks, but doesn't make a move to break free of your hold, humoring you. "The hell are you doing-"

"You know you don't always have to say yes to me?"

Now that has him taken aback. His mouth automatically opens for a witty response, but your question seems to have effectively taken the words from his mouth. You can see the cogs in his head turning, and what you wouldn't give to peer inside his mind and hear his thoughts.

It takes him a moment, but eventually that familiar confident smile stretches across his sleepy face. His hands seem to instinctively slide their way up your bare legs until his fingers grip your hip bones, pressing into you. 

He hums, "When have you ever said no to me?"

You scoff, ready to give him a prime example, but end up coming up short. The two of you loved to tease each other with disobedience, but in the end you were eager to give Sukuna anything his heart desired. You loved to please him, it was one of your favorite things to do, in fact.

"You never ask anything ridiculous of me." You remind him, smiling as one of his warm hands slides back down your waist and dips into the pair of his boxers you were sporting that day. 

"You know what's ridiculous?” His voice wraps around your throat, and suddenly has you swallowing past the delicious grip. You're folding into him before you even realize it, at the mercy of his calloused hands. "The implication that I wouldn't do just about anything for you."

You can't help but sigh hopelessly, although it comes out as a desperate noise that pleads him for more. You really were all his, just like he loved to tell you.

"Now hand me your phone." It's a whisper, coaxing you. "I wanna see you in red."

You can’t say no. 

At least it was mutual.

[daylifesims]

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[goddess47]

SG-1 fic! It's short... some Jack O'Neill

For @writers-choice prompt #50 - take a risk

For Sweet and Short February prompt - movie

For Fluffbruary day 3 (I'm behind a day!) - day off