#tHIS IS SOFT

[angeart]

[that-thing-that-feeling]

Charlie will be at Epic Cons this Saturday

[maivalkov]

Chapter 33~

Read on ao3

[suengmi]

context: gn!reader, bff!hyunjin, bff!chan, lots of silly humour

prompt: fluff/comfort drabble where chan/hyunjin get you off your desk cause you are too stressed for your upcoming regional language exam as its important and you are burnt out as hell

warnings: no warnings needed, kinda proofread, a/n at bottom

wc: .9k

╌╌╌╌  it's the hundredth, or maybe two hundredth page that you've read on this one subject. you had dreaded this, knowing how important this was for your future.

it had been a long month, you weren't behind by any means, just frustrated with the work load you had sitting before you on your desk at home.

the regional language exam.

the one exam you were most worried about, the one that eventually pushed you over the edge.

as you look down at the page you see the words almost dancing, your vision blurring the more your eyes widen to try and make sense. there's a word that stands out to you, but you cant remember what it was. every fibre in your being needs to know this word, wants to know this word. for the life of you, you can't remember.

being interrupted by a groan from your friend, you turn to look behind you. chan, his usual cute expression now replaced by a hard frown as he tries to write something, his tongue sitting on the edge of his lip. hyunjin is beside him, pushing his legs out and stifling a yawn, enjoying the satisfied feeling of a good stretch. how can they be so damn calm? everything was riding from this.

it's when you look back to your page you realise you're about to crack. the words no longer make sense, the symbols scrambling more the harder you look. you can feel it, the tears forming and your mind finally breaking.

hyunjin laughs at something on his face and shows chan, making him chuckle too.

you can't take it any more, every sound was grating in your mind. you'd never been this close to burn out before, maybe you already were.

hyunjin laughs again, scrolling through his phone.

"would you shut up?!"

an awkward silence hits the air, both of your boys looking up at you. they stare at you for a moment, not really sure how to react to your outburst of frustration.

suddenly, you feel awful, you never talk to your friends like that. this wasn't you, this was damn burn out.

"hey, you, uh, you good?" hyunjin says as he tilts his head to the side, his eyes searching your own.

"shit- i'm sorry i'm just..." you trail off, feeling embarrassed with what you did.

chan stands from his chair, using the back of his legs to push it back. as he walks to your side he just holds out his arms, his fingers wriggling for you to bring it in. "come on, get away from that desk."

you eventually melt into his touch, tears spilling over the edge as you cry into his black jumper. chan was always a softy, he didn't always know what to say but he knew when you needed a hug.

hyunjin stands and joins in the hug too, wrapping his long arms around your waist to wriggle you around.

"stop!" you say trying to get out of the gorilla grip both of them have on you.

"no, not until you stop crying." hyunjin laughs, squeezing you tighter.

"oh you want it tighter? is that what they said?" chan says in a mocking fashion, clasping his hands behind you so you can't escape.

"no no!" you squeal out, your mind finally seeming to calm down a bit.

it's not even a second later where both of them raise you up and throw you onto your bed, much to your protest.

"what are we gonna do?" hyunjin asks chan, fingers tapping on the bottom of his chin in thought.

chan hums, copying hyunjin's stance, his brows comically frowning. "i've never seen it this bad doctor, i think they need the good stuff."

"oh, we can't, that's only for dire situations!" hyunjin gasps, shaking his head. "we can't!"

chan takes in a sharp breath, eye wide as he looks at you. "we have to doctor, get it, get it now!"

your giggles fill the room, your mind reeling with the display of theatre in front of you. hyunjin runs out your door, socks sliding along the wooden floors as he skids around the corner.

it doesn't take long for him to run back, a whole tub of ice cream in his hand and three spoons.

"it's not or never doctor." chan says to hyunjin, taking the tub into his hand.

hyunjin covers his eyes, turning to dramatically place a hand on the door frame. "i can't look, you do it!"

chan flops onto the bed, his hands out to you with the ice cream tub on them.

"quickly!" he yells into the bed, voice slightly muffled.

with a laugh you take the ice cream, your hand eagerly opening the fresh tub.

"did they take it?" hyunjin questions, his voice cracking in a fake cry.

"yes doctor, you've saved the day!" chan laughs, sitting on the bed next to you.

hyunjin turns from the door frame, hand on his heart as he sighs. "that was close."

it's right this second that you realise how grateful you are for your friends. you're still worried about what's going to happen, if you're going to pass or not.

when you look up at them both they're still laughing, fighting over who gets the next scoop of ice cream. at least with the two of them there to support you and egg you on, you knew you could do it. this is exactly what you needed.

but hey, if you were gonna fail you'd fail together at least.

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a/n: ow my love ): i know it can be so damn stressful, sorry this took longer than i had anticipated, make sure you're drinking water and fuelling your body ♡ you can do this!!! ended up being not drabble sorry lkjdljalsk i didn't know if u wanted both in there but here ya go

[shady-tavern]

Hello! Hope you have a good weekend ahead! I Just wanted you to know that I have been reading all your stories and I love them all can you write another part for vampire's lullaby?

Hey there and thank you! So far it's quite pleasant and I'm very happy that you've enjoyed my short stories so far! I didn't quite end up writing a full fourth part for Vampire's Lullaby, but I hope you'll enjoy it anyway!

More under the cut!

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Annabelle was getting tired, but she didn't want the evening to end just yet. They didn't get to see each other as often anymore since they had started their rebellion and they had spent the evening catching up with each other.

Annabelle could admit that it sounded quite scary when Charlette talked about fighting the leaders of the night folk packs and groups, on getting challenged almost every night as she protected and won territory, intent on ending this war. Even with her allies helping out a lot it sounded intense.

"You seem tired, my love," Charlette said quietly, reaching out to brush cool fingertips over her cheek. They were sitting on the windowsill together, legs pressed against each other as they talked. 

Annabelle smiled, head leaning against the cool glass. "I don't want you to go yet."

"I've stayed until you slept and longer plenty of times before," Charlette reminded her quietly, hand falling down to take the one Annabelle had resting on her drawn-up knees. "I will stay now, too. We can talk more later, go to bed, my love."

"Only if you come with me," Annabelle found herself saying. Charlette looked briefly surprised then delighted, before she got up and pulled Annabelle to her feet as well.

The bed was just big enough to fit both of them and it took a moment of wriggling and rearranging limbs, before Annabelle came to rest with her head on Charlette's chest. It was different to leaning on a human, there was no heartbeat, no warmth seeping through clothes. Not even an inhale unless Charlette was speaking.

But she enjoyed it nonetheless, her arm resting across Charlette's middle, feeling her strength beneath her, one knee thrown over Charlette's long legs.

A gentle hand ran through her hair, applying just the right kind of pressure to ease away the stress of the day. Annabelle closed her eyes and allowed herself to go limp, pressed against her lover's side.

"Rest well, nothing bad will find us tonight," Charlette said quietly, pressing a kiss to Annabelle's forehead. "If you want, I will wake you before I go."

"Please do," she murmured and a calm, gentle quiet settled over the room. Charlette kept petting her hair and massaging her head down to her neck and shoulders and Annabelle felt like melting into every touch.

"You should come meet my family," she mumbled into Charlette's soft silk blouse. "I know they'll like you."

The vampire made a low humming sound. "How about we start with your hunter brother and go from there?"

Annabelle murmured a wordless agreement, feeling the heavy, relaxing embrace of sleep rise slowly to envelop her. Just as she slipped away, Charlette began to sing a quiet, lovely lullaby.

When Annabelle found herself waking up, it was to Charlette still in bed with her.

"Morning," Annabelle said, her voice croaky with sleep and Charlette smiled down at her, warm and loving.

"You sound cute," she said and Annabelle huffed in amusement, too comfortable to move yet. It was still dark outside and she knew she'd have to get ready for work soon, but for now she just wanted to stay like this a little longer.

Charlette's hand cupped her cheek and she glanced up sleepily, feeling lips press against her forehead. Charlette pressed slow, soft kisses against her temple and cheek and one onto the tip of her nose. When Annabelle smiled, she tipped her head with gentle fingers and pressed a kiss against that smile as well, tasting the shape of it.

They kissed for a long moment, enjoying each other's presence, the gentle touches of their hands and their bodies pressed close together.

"I have to go," Charlette whispered at last, pulling away to brush their noses together. "I can feel the sun rising."

"Come back soon," Annabelle said softly and Charlette hummed in agreement.

"I will. If all goes well, I might even get to see you again tonight." Then she grinned, fanged and vicious. "Once I take over this city, I will make you my Night Queen."

Annabelle couldn't help but grin back, hope and love bright in her chest. They were getting closer and closer to that day. "I look forward to it."

[aceofwhump]

When Calls The Heart - 9x04

[edrurysvejes]

@arenagods / @sigilsongs asked: [ SHIELD ]: jahaegar of old valyria uses their own body to shield helaena from an attack.

Helaena's   heart   pounded   in   her   chest,   the   chaos   of   the   crowd   swirling   around   her   like   a   storm   she   could   not   control.   She   had   never   seen   the   people   so   angry,   so   feral   in   their   rage.   Her   guards   struggled   to   hold   the   mob   at   bay,   but   it   felt   as   though   the   walls   were   closing   in,   their   jeers   and   the   occasional   tossed   stone   becoming   more   dangerous   by   the   moment.

Before   she   could   draw   her   next   breath,   Jahaegar,   a   descendant   of   old   Valyria   and   fiercely   loyal   to   the   crown,   was   suddenly   at   her   side.   His   tall,   imposing   frame   blocked   her   view   of   the   approaching   attackers.   His   voice   was   steady   but   she   could   not   remember   what   he   said,   only   that   she   was   being   dragged   away.

A   rock   came   hurtling   toward   her,   but   Jahaegar   threw   his   arm   up   just   in   time,   the   sharp   edge   grazing   his   forearm   as   he   shielded   her.   Helaena,   trembling,   clung   to   his   side.   She   was   no   warrior,   no   dragonrider   in   this   moment.

Once   inside,   the   doors   slammed   shut,   and   the   carriage   lurched   forward,   leaving   the   frenzied   mob   behind.   Helaena   could   only   sit   there,   staring   at   Jahaegar   as   he   caught   his   breath,   blood   staining   his   clothes.   "You   saved   me,"   she   whispered,   her   voice   fragile   with   disbelief.   And   then   a   short   pause,   as   she   looks   at   his   arm.   "You   are   hurt."

[astrxlfinale]

“This cold heart of mine is yours to warm…” -Mei

In many ways, he could see how it's been a new adventure for her. Entirely unexpected, but utterly welcomed by the both of them. Belobog's rekindled warmth was introducing all sorts of new beginnings, and ever since a decisive day in the arctic tundra did a new bond find itself forged between the both of them. The sort that leads an amiable light to settle within the abodes they frequent.

Right within Goethe's old hotel would he find his breath being stolen away in what she admits.

The manner in which Mei's words pierce the moment, welcoming this new fate, allowing for their privacy to be a welcomed shell where these new instances could blossom in peace. For a moment it simply leaves Caelus speechless, his idle hands flexing, arching, trying to level this blissful sensation that runs within his veins due to what she said. Above that, the manner of trust that she places upon him.

He's come to learn how its just so.. honest. Fashioned in a way that would have grim aspects like deception utterly salivating. It stirred a protective drum within his own chest, echoing in the rhythm of his starry heart as reaches for her, allowing for his hands to smooth along the fabric of her jacket as they skim her shoulders. It was a simple wish to merely marvel who was settled before him, allowing their eyes to lock with the other.

"..If I'm being honest? Sweet as that sounds, with what you showed me, I just can't entirely believe it was merely frost there." Anyone could come to the natural conclusion by touching her. Even now he felt the natural chill her lower body temperature hosts. That certainly didn't deter the kindness in the many moments he has witnessed by Mei's hand. Heart like her's would redefine the very concept of 'cold' if that is the case.

Wasn't it no different than how he's redefining the purpose of the Stellaron?

"A fire burns your heart too, a kind flame." Caelus steps forth to admit. "..But if it's for anything else?" To slot himself in a way that can mesh seamlessly with her, that can challenge, bringing joy in ways both unknown and entirely welcomed.

He would be proud to situate himself in such a mold.

"That's where I want to be, Mei."

The hands upon her shoulders would carefully grasp along her shoulders, offering a squeeze that opens a vent of reassurance above all else. For an instant he'd get lost in the glacial glory of those eyes, letting the molten warmth of his own golden gaze shamelessly reflect the joy between them. As the distance closes as his mind played those very words on repeat, soon their lips would meet, entirely by his own volition as a tender kiss would grace Mei's lips. The moonlight spilling through the window would be their witness.

@bxd-kxrma

[mxtxkinfessions]

My memories are kinda vague and differ from my source such as I remember some of my time at the burial mounds. Such as baba trying to bury me as a turnip which is a memory I look back very fondly on and the soup a-ning brought. The memory of the town being destroyed are kinda foggy but I remember being with the lans and messing around with the other juniors and laughing over the dumbest things. When baba came back from the dead, I felt this weird sense of Deja-vu from him I couldn’t get. I felt he was someone important to me and I feel so bad for not recognizing him immediately

-a-Yuan 🌸

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[midwxstmilf]

happy valentines day, aleksandr. you're my favourite dumbass and one of my favourite people on this planet. thanks for the hours, days, weeks, and literal years of being in each other's lives. i don't think there's anyone else i would want to do this entire married thing with other then you. didn't see us going down this path that we did but i'm happy and grateful that we did. you're absolutely gonna make fun of me because who am i for pda and being soft on main to you. thanks for being the best dad to fox as well. did you know there's almost 800 fanfics about you? that's the weird fact to wrap this up and keep it from getting far too soft. except now i'm over seeing what people insert you into. anyways love you, @memefckboi. 💕🐶

[valiisthea]

Dion is going to find himself swiftly and firmly pulled into a warm hug; his face being squashed against Vincent's chest as they hold him tightly. A few minutes pass before they sigh and give him a finite squeeze- doing their best to translate as much of their love for him into that one action as possible. They won't let him continue the day without knowing he's loved and appreciated. "You looked like you needed it," they murmur as they let him go just to tilt his chin up with a leather-clad hand, sending him a small smile of encouragement before releasing him completely. Vincent is going to kill Sylvestre the next time they see him because this boy in front of them deserves so much better.

Random Dion Love || Always Accepting

@caeca-iustitia

Confusion is his first and most immediate response. As of late, it seems he's been the target of many hugging schemes - a show of affection he's never experienced with anyone beyond Terence before. Part of him almost disbelieves that it's something people do on a normal basis - but the ease with which others seem to pull him into their arms clearly states otherwise.

But, after the initial few seconds, he finds his body relaxing from fight or flight mode. Tense muscles unclench, the semi-frantic rhythm of his heart calms, and he brings his own arms up to hug back almost uncertainly. Almost as though he isn't sure he's allowed to reciprocate, despite the affection clearly being shown him, first.

"I - Thank you." He says after a moment, voice gentle and hardly above a whisper. He hopes, nonetheless, that his gratitude is obvious.

[poor-boy-orpheus]

I think sometimes it is okay to be sad, even when you are happy

[candlesoul]

[gamenu]

          Nibbles her arm. Nibbles her arm. Fyuga looks so drowsy... she's been nibbling at Nicole's arm for a while now.

          No worries about those teefs of her's, though, she seems to mostly be softly mouthing her arm. But it's obvious that she's hungry... perhaps a snacc is in order!!!

                                                     -- @paraleech

         "Fyuga...if yer hungry, ya need ta use yer words." Nicole knows the little alien's habits by now. And she had every intention of feeding her and not letting her go hungry.

          However, if they were going to get any better and have Fyuga interact with others like she wants to, they have to keep working at it. She's been improving after all. Still, she is a child and forgetful and can easily slip back into habits that are comfortable.

          Carefully lifting Fyuga up underneath her arms, Nicole holds her and looks up at her little face. She looks...almost sleepy. So it's time for a snack and a nap apparently. Standing up and shifting her hold so Fyuga was held more like a typical toddler, Nicole walked to the kitchen with her.

          She's gotten in the habbit of having little sandwiches prepared for her. So she simply grabs one of those, and then carries Fyuga and the sandwich to her room. Sitting Fyuga at her own little table, she puts the sandwich on a papertowel in front of her and then stands back up.

         "Go ahead an' eat yer sandwich, then youse can take a nap, yeah? Ya look like yer abou' ta fall over a' any second."

[hermajsty-a]

@bsqvad asked: Children didn't visit the Agency often, but those who did had usually experienced something traumatic. While the tired-looking man she came in with spoke to his coworkers, Ranpo approached the young girl. He dropped to one knee, lowering himself to her level, and held out a cherry-flavored lollipop just like the one he had in his own mouth currently. “  I have an extra, would you like it ?  ” / for Eri!

eri was saved by the agency . with special powers of being able to revert organic materials to a previous state she was used for not so good things. after entering the new building and being told to not move she looked around her, anxiety in her eyes. her eyes moving quickly watching all the people around her. her thoughts racing, are they going to hurt her ? sure they seemed nice, but the others did too at first. she was afraid that eventually they would turn on her.

her eyes landed on a tired looking man who seemed to be approaching her. eri flinches a little when he dropped to her level, thinking he was gonna hurt her. once she calmed down enough, eri looked at the treat it was something she never had before. carefully , the young girl grabbed a hold of it before bringing it close to her. she looked at him once more, watching how to eat it before gently putting it in her mouth. it was hard . she couldn't bite down on it, which is weird to her, but the cherry flavor that exploded in her mouth was pleasant. causing her eyes to open in response.

❝ it's yummy , thank you sir . ❞