#their love is soft and soothing

[mischievous-thunder]

Bonus:

It's sin o'clock with the multiversal soulmates

[bluestjayy]

perfectly mundane

As mundane as it seems, one of Kim’s new favorite activities is getting boba tea with Chay every Thursday.

Boba is great for several reasons.

The first being that Chay adores Boba Tea and their dates are one of the only ‘within reason’ ways that Kim is allowed to spoil him without the financial trauma ruining the mood for both of them. The second is that when he’s able to exist like this with Chay, in the wild with nothing but each other and Chay’s enthusiastic retellings of his study group that day, Kim gets a taste of what it’s like to just be Kim.

Kim who can come out from behind the carefully constructed caricatures in a public setting rather than safely hidden in the walls of their shared home.

Of course there’s sometimes the odd fan who can see through the strategic face mask & sunglasses combo all too easily. Or a bodyguard on the periphery if Porsche is feeling particularly overprotective that day (code for, Kinn and Porsche have gotten themselves into the kind of trouble that is likely to domino into Chay’s peaceful existence).

Sometimes there are aspects of their real lives creeping in, peeking around the corners and pulling them back to reality, but with each passing day they get more and more comfortable in this existence they're building together. Each day they get further and further away from being as entrenched in the grayscale of mafia life that had once pinned them in place with teeth on their necks.

More often than not, in recent months, they just get to be boyfriends. Boyfriends on a date, doing date things, and Kim gets to shed the version of himself he feels like he is always striving to play.

Protector. Leader. Older. Criminal.

“Hold on, you’ve got–” Chay is flushed pink from giggling as he had recounted Ohm’s disastrous attempt to flirt with one of the seniors in their department, and he reaches across the small sticky table to run his thumb across the peak of Kim’s cheekbone. “Eyelash.”

He freezes in place for a second. Thumb swiping softly back and forth over skin Kim can feel heating under the scrutiny.

Chay thinks, pink tongue darting out to wet his lips, and then he comes to the decision– adorably, Kim even sees him nod his head to himself, cementing the choice– that he simply can't help himself. S if magnetized, Chay draws close and kisses Kim on the cheek. A gentle peck that is as fleeting as it is sweet and all at once Kim wishes Chay had lingered longer. Had littered affection onto his skin like ink blots on a canvas.

Kim is so suddenly overcome with warmth– not even heat, this isn't passion burning through his veins like molten steel but instead a crackling fire in the middle of winter, or a sweater fresh from the dryer, it's… is home– that he has to avert his eyes downwards and breathe through the sensation of his stomach rolling itself over into a double loop.

Chay beams at him like he hung the moon, and moves swiftly on to another story. As if Kim could possibly hear him over the sound of his insides singing a melody of devotion to the sparkle in Chay’s eyes as he speaks.

Which is exactly what he gets to have here, in this liminal space of existence that they carve out for themselves. Kim gets to give in. He gets to be looked at like that. He gets to be adored by Chay without feeling like he’s lacking in some other aspect.

Here he can exist outside of the binary that he had been built for him since childhood. Strength and solitude and ruthlessness don’t matter here because Chay is using his straw to suck up tapioca pearls and the electric blue neon sign shaped like a teacup behind his head is helping him the way he deserves, making his features glow, and all that matters is the string of words coming out of his mouth that despite being perfectly mundane are sweeter than any treat they could possibly buy here.

So yes, while it may seem mundane for a man like Kim (who has all the advantages money, his name, and his chosen career, can get him) to call a boba date the highlight of his week…

Perhaps the fact that it's mundane is precisely the reason he enjoys it so much.

[mrsoharaa]

Thinking about escaping to a nice fancy resort that the boys privately reserve just for us to go bathe freely (naked lol) in the beautiful vast, extravagant onsen that brims with gorgeous blossomed flowers and a serene atmosphere ♡

[cocoabuttavasa]

while we evolve and bloom, our hair gets greyer in colour, our conversations increasingly become more conscious and liberating for our souls and our love continues to flourish and get wiser. imagine. 🪻

21/03/2024

[imalayla]

You've heard of silken windhounds, now introducing gritty sandhounds

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

words will never be able to express just how much solace and comfort the submarine soundtrack brings me 💙

[peskypixel]

i love my cthulu squishmallow son

[takami-takami]

Keigo senses it before he even sees you hide your face.

Your twitching fingers, the fact that you're constantly chewing your lip—he knows you're triggered.

If he could, he'd snap his fingers and make any memory you have of your trauma vanish.

'Love...' He whispers, 'Come here, talk to me. What is it?'

'I.... don't wanna talk about it right now.' You sigh, choking back tears.

It doesn't help that speaking about it triggers you. You can't break down in front of him, not him. He has enough to worry about, being a Pro Hero, so why—

'That's alright, love.' His hands gently grasp yours. He knows it's something that grounds you when you get triggered. 'Want me to hold you? Or do you wanna watch something?'

You could scream at his selflessness. It's so easy for him, despite what he's experienced, and yet he's still so kind, so gentle, so patient with you despite your behavior right now. It's almost not fair to him, and yet....

'You...can you hold me? Please?' You squeak, blinking back tears.

Keigo's arms circle around you, holding you close, his steady heartbeat thrumming through your body. He's strong. 'It's not your fault, what happened to you. Just know that, alright?' He whispers against your hair, smoothing it gently.

'It's not your fault.'

With that, you finally break, sobbing into his shirt, as he hugs you firmer, whispering kind words to you.

'I'm here for you, alright? Whenever you're ready, you can talk to me. You can always come to me, love.'

STARTS CRYING

[xlmibby]

i'm very happy to show you my xiaolumi fic that was a part of the Moonlight Rendezvous zine! a short sweet story of xiao and lumine in the golden gleam of longing and honest true love. i hope you'll like it 🥰

[lavaflowe]

The Pilgrims braid Wukong’s hair with mixed results 💕💕

[hikayunas]

does anybody else ever just think about how, in arc 2 main story chapter 1, hikaru is so quickly and so easily able to soothe yuna's white-hot anger and taste for vengeance with just a few words, in such a softly-spoken voice that she rarely -- if at all -- uses when speaking to anybody else. yeah, me neither. that'd be crazy

[microwavetoaster-selfships]

I like that he smiles like he's constantly got something up his sleeve. Devious looking smile.

I want to say something but I don't know how to properly word how much love is in it so I'm just not gonna worry about it but. He's so silly. Imagine being next to the Queen of England and letting yourself smile like that. Like you're gonna get yourself in trouble, good sir.

So tragic when he appears while I'm watching the movie my breathing slows and I can feel my pupils dilate and I my eyelids get heavier and I feel like a bug in a rug with a rock on it. Like a happy little beatle under a boulder and you lift up the rock and you're like. How are the bug under the rock and not smooshesd???

[coldshrugs]

you're the only roof i'm standing under

blessed with a @ryuichifoxe commission of snuggly io and estinien 🥰

[whiskeyswifty]

it's nice to have a friend has gotta be my favorite of taylor's love songs because it's just so beautiful and so simple, and to me that's what real, true, long lasting love is! the minimal instrumental with the deep echo, making every note sound small and airy in this big wide world. such a simple little ditty, only one trumpet, even the church bell is just one gong. the story in the song doesn't start as a romantic pursuit. just two kids meeting by happenstance and finding kinship, enjoying each other's company in everyday life, confiding in each other, grateful for the mere existence of the other person alongside them day to day. even the song title doesn't anticipate anything more than companionship. and yet that's how it happens, slowly over time, arriving unannounced and with little fanfare like a quiet hum that you only just noticed for the first time. love grows from the little things, the light pink skies in the summer and two pairs of footprints in the snow and the kindness of shared gloves and tents and fears and hopes and the promise of warm sundays in bed. real, enduring, true love is quiet and small, like her vocals. soft, whispering as if only meant for someone right next to her, unforced and relaxed. musing in wonderment almost at the simplicity of it all, after all the misguided expectations of grandeur. love is simple! love is simple! love is simple!!!

[mommytalkstome]

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[triona-tribblescore]

Hello Triona

I have arived to keep you company and warm your sholder a little, and purr quietly to your ear to make this day a little calmer and nicer for you

Thank you Kredena :') <3 The warmth and cosiness is appreciated sm, its so cold here