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[wildsaltair]

I need to make it very clear that THIS is where I belong on this cold dreary rainy morning

[wolvietxt]

𝖻𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖿𝗐 𝖺𝗅𝗉𝗁𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗍!

pairing : bucky barnes x reader warnings : fluff, light angst, food mentions, a bit of hurt / comfort wc : under 4k a/n : i know it doesn’t seem like a whole lot of writing but i spent forever on this + i’m pretty sure it’s the longest thing i’ve written so far, i know most people are following me just for logan content but if you could show this some love i’d be super grateful 🥹🥹

𝓐 = affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

bucky’s affection is subtle but constant. he’s not one for over the top pda, but when it’s just the two of you, he’s a lot softer! his touches are always gentle, whether it’s a hand resting on your lower back or his arm draped over your shoulders. he tends to show affection in protective ways - standing close to you in a crowded room, guiding you with a touch, or holding you just a liiiittle tighter when you’re alone together. he’s affectionate in a way that feels natural, like it’s second nature for him to be close to you. bucky also has a habit of absentmindedly tracing little patterns on your skin, like he’s memorising every detail of you without even realising it :3

𝓑 = best friend (what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?)

as a best friend, he’s the kind of guy who always has your back, no matter what. he’s loyal to a fault, and once you’re in his circle, he’s there for life. he’s not overly talkative, but when he does speak, you know he means every word. he’s the type to show up at your place without being asked, bringing over takeout just because he thought you might need company :) your friendship probably started in a quiet way - maybe you shared a moment of mutual understanding or just happened to click over something small. but once you’re close, he’ll look out for you in ways you might not even notice, like remembering your favourite things or checking in when you seem off! with bucky, actions speak louder than words, and he’ll always be there when you need him, even if it’s just to sit in a comfortable silence!

𝓒 = cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

bucky isn’t the type to openly admit he loves cuddling, but when he gets the chance, he’s all in. he likes being close to you, especially after a long day when everything’s quiet and he can finally relax. he’s a bit awkward at first, unsure of how to position himself, but once he gets more comfortable with you, he’s never letting go. his favourite way to cuddle is with you lying on his chest, his arms wrapped protectively around you. it’s in these moments he feels the most at peace, your steady breathing calming him down. he loves when you sit on his lap too! curl up into him on a movie night and he’s a goner :3 he likes it especially when you’re forward facing, so he has easy access to press his lips softly against your neck! he’s def the kind of guy who enjoys the quiet intimacy of it - just having you close is enough to ground him.

𝓓 = domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)

bucky never thought he’d have a shot at settling down, not after everything he’s been through, but with you, he starts to dream about it. he’s a bit clumsy with domestic tasks at first - cooking is a challenge, and his cleaning skills leave much to be desired. but he tries!! if you teach him, he’ll pay close attention, wanting to get it just right for you :3 the idea of a quiet life with you, sharing a home and building something real, is one that warms him more than he ever expected. he imagines lazy mornings in bed, cooking breakfast together, and nights spent in each other’s arms. for him, domesticity is about creating a safe space, somewhere you both belong💕

𝓔 = ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

bucky would never break things off unless he thought it was absolutely necessary. he’s fiercely loyal, but if it came to that, he’d be honest with you. he wouldn’t sugarcoat it or try to make excuses; he’d sit you down and tell you the truth, even though it would hurt him more than he could ever let on. he’s not one to drag things out or be cruel, but he would want to make sure you understood his reasons. even in a breakup, he would still care deeply about your well being, wanting to make sure you were okay, even if you weren’t together anymore.

𝓕 = fiancé(e) (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

bucky is surprisingly traditional (ok fine it’s not surprising) when it comes to commitment. once he’s sure of his feelings for you, he’s all in. he might take his time getting to the point of proposing, needing to feel certain that you’re ready for that step, but once he makes the decision, he’s committed for life. marriage isn’t something he takes lightly; it’s sacred to him. he proposes in a quiet, meaningful way, somewhere that holds sentimental value for both of you. when he thinks about marriage, he envisions you, and a partnership built on trust and love, which you two already share a whole lot of :3

𝓖 = gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

bucky is incredibly gentle, especially with you!! he’s seen the worst of the world, so when it comes to you, he’s all softness. physically, his touch is always careful, like he’s afraid he might break you, even though he knows you’re stronger than that. emotionally, he’s patient, always giving you the space to express yourself. he listens without interrupting, offering quiet support when you need it. bucky’s gentleness is one of his most surprising traits, given his tough exterior, but it’s a core part of who he is when it comes to you. he’ll hold your hand, stroke your hair, and whisper words of reassurance whenever you need them.

𝓗 = hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

bucky is a hugger, but only when it’s with you! his hugs are warm, strong, and make you feel like nothing in the world can touch you. he tends to hug you from behind when you’re busy, slipping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. his hugs are a way for him to ground himself, a reminder that you’re here, that you’re real. he doesn’t do it too often in public, preferring to keep those moments private, but when you’re alone, he’ll pull you close as much as possible. his hugs are always full of emotion, like he’s trying to tell you without words how much you mean to him.

𝓘 = i love you (how fast do they say the l-word?)

bucky takes his time before saying “i love you.” it’s not that he doesn’t feel it - it’s more that he wants to be absolutely sure before he says those words. he’s careful with his emotions, wanting everything to be genuine. when he finally does say it, it’s in a quiet, heartfelt moment, when it feels like the most natural thing in the world. once he says it, though, it becomes something he can’t stop saying. he’ll whisper it to you when you’re drifting off to sleep or in those little moments where it’s just the two of you, always wanting to remind you how much you mean to him :3

𝓙 = jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?)

bucky doesn’t get jealous easily, but when he does, it’s because he cares so deeply about you. he trusts you completely, but sometimes, old insecurities creep in. when he feels jealous, he tries to play it cool, but you can tell by the way he clenches his jaw or tightens his grip on your hand. he won’t lash out or start an argument; instead, he’ll pull you a little closer, reminding himself that you’re his and he’s yours. once he’s calmed down, he’ll be honest with you about how he felt, trusting that you’ll understand.

𝓚 = kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

bucky’s kisses are sweet, slow, and full of emotion!! he likes to take his time, savouring the moment. he loves kissing your forehead, your hands, your lips - anywhere he can to show you how much he adores you. his favourite place to kiss you is on the tip of your nose, especially when he’s trying to be playful. as for where he likes to be kissed, he’s not too picky. anywhere you kiss him is perfect, but he does have a soft spot for when you kiss his cheek or jaw, places that remind him he’s human and loved. he’s also an absolute sucker for when you bombard him with kisses! sometimes he gets home late and tries to quietly slip into bed to make sure he doesn’t wake you, and he’s met with your arms pulling him down to your level, before swinging your legs over his and rolling on top of him, pressing your lips to his as quick as you can :3 

𝓛 = little ones (how are they around children?)

bucky is surprisingly good with kids, though he’d never admit it outright. he’s patient with them, even when they’re being loud or hyperactive. he understands firsthand how important it is to be a good role model, and when he’s around children, he’s calm, steady, and always willing to listen to them. at first, he might be unsure, not knowing how to interact, but once he gets comfortable, he’s the one entertaining them, telling stories or playing games. there’s something about their innocence that touches him, and he’s always careful to make sure they feel safe and happy. around your kids - if you ever have any - he would be a doting, protective father, giving them the best version of himself because he’d never want them to see the darker sides of his past.

𝓜 = morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

mornings with bucky are quiet and slow. he’s not a morning person by any means, so you usually wake up first. he’s the kind to groggily pull you back into bed if you try to get up, mumbling something about five more minutes. eventually, when he does wake up, it’s with a soft kiss pressed to your forehead, his hand brushing the hair from your face. mornings are usually spent in comfortable silence - him making coffee while you fix something to eat. there’s no rush; it’s a peaceful time for both of you, where everything feels normal, like you’ve both found a safe space in each other. bucky loves these moments more than he’ll ever admit, when it’s just you and him, the world outside feeling far away💞

𝓝 = night (how are nights spent with them?)

nights with bucky are your favourite. he’s not always home too early but when he is you two always have the best time! after a long day, he always looks forward to spending time with you, whether it’s watching a movie, cooking dinner, or just sitting together on the couch. he tends to unwind slowly, needing time to process everything before fully relaxing, but once he’s settled in with you, he’s content. he loves lying in bed with you, your head on his chest, his fingers tracing idle patterns on your skin. there’s something about the quiet of the night that brings out a more vulnerable side of him, and he’ll often open up about things he wouldn’t during the day. nights are when he’s the most at ease, the most open with you, and he’ll hold you close until you both drift off to sleep :3

𝓞 = open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

bucky takes a long time to open up, not because he doesn’t trust you, but because he’s afraid of burdening you with his past. he reveals things slowly, piece by piece, testing the waters to see how you’ll react. it’s not that he wants to hide anything from you; it’s more that he’s spent so long carrying these things on his own, it’s hard for him to share. over time, as your relationship grows stronger, and he sees how much you care for him, he’ll start sharing more - quiet confessions in the middle of the night, or little stories about his life before everything changed. when he does open up, he’s raw and honest, trusting you with the parts of himself he’s kept hidden for so long.

𝓟 = patience (how easily angered are they?)

bucky has a lot of patience, especially when it comes to you. he’s been through enough to know that getting angry doesn’t solve anything, and he works hard to keep his temper in check. that doesn’t mean he never gets frustrated - he’s human, after all - but when he does, he usually takes a step back, gives himself a moment to cool down before reacting. he’s especially patient when you’re upset, never pushing you to talk before you’re ready, always offering a calm presence when you need it. if he does get angry, it’s usually because he’s worried about you or feels like someone’s putting you in harm’s way. but even then, he tries to handle things calmly, knowing that losing his temper won’t help either of you. he’s very considerate toward you, and will always take into account how you’re feeling or what kind of day you’ve had before he tries to talk to you about anything too heavy.

𝓠 = quizzes (how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

bucky has an incredible memory, especially when it comes to you. he’s definitely more of a listener than a talker, and he often doesn’t even appear like he’s listening, but you know he always is, because he’s so awesome at gift giving! he often remembers times you spoke about wanting things that even you yourself have no recollection of! he remembers the little things you mention in passing - your favourite coffee order, the song that always makes you smile, the way you like your pillows fluffed. it’s not that he makes a conscious effort to remember; it’s just that everything about you sticks with him. he pays attention to the details because he knows they’re important, and he wants to make you feel seen and loved in every way possible, because that’s how you make him feel :3 he’ll surprise you sometimes, bringing up something you mentioned months ago, or doing something thoughtful just because he remembered you liked it💞

𝓡 = remember (what is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

bucky’s favourite moment in your relationship is the first time he realised he was in love with you☹️ it wasn’t a grand gesture or a big event - it was something small, like the way you laughed at one of his jokes or the way you looked at him when you thought he wasn’t paying attention. in that moment, everything just clicked for him. he realised how much you meant to him, how much he wanted you to be a part of his life, and he’s held onto that moment ever since. it’s one of those memories he goes back to whenever he’s feeling down, a reminder of how you’ve changed his life so much for the better.

𝓢 = security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

bucky is incredibly protective, sometimes without even realising it. he’ll stand between you and danger without hesitation, his instincts kicking in whenever he senses a threat. but his protectiveness isn’t overbearing; he respects your independence and knows you can take care of yourself. still, he likes to be there, just in case. he’ll walk you home, keep an eye on you in crowded places, and make sure you’re always safe. when it comes to being protected, bucky has a harder time accepting help. he’s used to being the protector, so it takes him a while to let you take care of him. but when you do, in small ways - like making sure he’s eating properly or reminding him to rest - he’s grateful in ways he can’t always put into words :3

𝓣 = try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

bucky may not always get things perfect, but he tries his hardest when it comes to you. whether it’s planning a date or picking out a gift, he puts thought into everything he does for you. anniversaries are especially important to him, and he’ll go out of his way to make them special - whether it’s cooking your favourite meal or taking you to a place that means something to both of you. even in everyday tasks, bucky puts in the effort. he’ll help out around the house, do little things to make your life easier, and always try to make you feel appreciated. it’s never about grand gestures for him; it’s the small, thoughtful things that show how much he cares. i am a firm believer in his sentimentality!!

𝓤 = ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

bucky has a few bad habits that he struggles with, though he tries his absolute hardest to keep them in check☹️ one of the biggest ones is his tendency to close himself off emotionally when he’s overwhelmed. instead of talking about what’s bothering him, he’ll retreat into himself, shutting down and avoiding any conversations about his feelings. it’s not that he doesn’t trust you; he’s just used to dealing with things on his own, and old habits die hard. another bad habit is his overprotectiveness - sometimes he gets so worried about your safety that he forgets you can handle yourself. he doesn’t mean to smother you, but it can be a lot at times. he’s also a bit of a workaholic, pushing himself too hard and forgetting to take care of himself, especially when it comes to sleep. however, overtime you’ve been helping him a whole lot. he finds that sleep comes so much easier to him when he’s by your side, he rarely has nightmares anymore, and when he does, you’re always there to soothe him. you’re trying to help him to open up more but he struggles with it sometimes :( he’s been through so much, and it weighs heavy on his conscience. but, he’s getting better at it, slowly but surely!

𝓥 = vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

bucky isn’t overly concerned with his looks, though he’s aware of how people perceive him. he knows he’s attractive - he’s heard enough comments over the years to figure that out - but he doesn’t dwell on it. he’s more focused on staying fit and strong for his missions and protecting you, rather than on how he looks. if anything, he’s a bit self-conscious about his metal arm, always worried that it might make you feel uncomfortable or unsafe, though he’d never admit it. he does take care of himself, though, making sure he’s clean-shaven (unless you prefer him with a little bit of stubble) and well-groomed, mostly because he wants to look good for you. but vanity isn’t really something that crosses his mind often; he’s more about how he makes you feel rather than how he looks. he knows you love him for much more than his face and body, just as he does for you!

𝓦 = whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

bucky would absolutely feel incomplete without you, though he’d struggle to admit it out loud☹️ before you, he was just getting by, dealing with his past and trying to figure out where he fit in the world. but after meeting you, everything changed. you brought light into his life, made him feel human again, and gave him something to hold onto. without you, he’d feel like he was missing a piece of himself, like the world was a little darker and less hopeful. he’d try to carry on, but it wouldn’t be the same. you’ve become a part of him, and the thought of losing you is something he doesn’t even want to consider.

𝓧 = xtra (a random headcanon for them)

bucky secretly loves baking, though he’d be embarrassed if anyone found out. it’s something he picked up while trying to distract himself from his nightmares, a quiet activity that helped him focus on something positive. at first, he was terrible at it - burnt cookies, flat cakes - but over time, he got better. now, whenever he’s stressed or has a lot on his mind, you’ll find him in the kitchen, mixing ingredients and focusing on the task at hand. he doesn’t bake often, but when he does, he makes sure to surprise you with something special - your favourite cookies or a warm loaf of bread. it’s his way of showing affection in a quiet, thoughtful way! and you definitely think it’s the cutest thing ever, much to his embarrassment!

𝓨 = yuck (what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

bucky can’t stand dishonesty, especially after everything he’s been through. he values honesty and transparency in a relationship, and even though it’s hard for him to open up, he expects the same level of trust from his partner. he also dislikes people who are overly judgmental, especially when it comes to his past. he knows he’s made mistakes, but he’s working hard to be a better person, and he needs someone who can accept him for who he is now, not who he used to be. in general, he’s not a fan of loud, crowded places, preferring quiet, intimate settings where he can relax and be himself☺️

𝓩 = zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs?)

bucky has trouble sleeping, though it’s gotten better since you came into his life. before, his nights were filled with nightmares and restless tossing and turning, but now, with you by his side, he finds it easier to drift off. he still has bad nights, but when he does, he usually pulls you closer, burying his face in your neck or wrapping his arm around your waist. your presence is comforting to him, grounding him in the present and helping him feel safe. he tends to sleep lightly, always half-alert, but when he’s truly relaxed, he’ll sleep deeply, his breathing steady and calm, holding you close the entire night💞

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I don’t see it much but tf141 being touchstarved HAS to be the cutest thing ever!! 💕💕

sorry for taking forever ☠ hope you enjoy !! requests/asks are open too 🤍

i don't think it would even comprehend with all four in the beginning, they'd just start drifting to you sort of naturally without realising what they were doing

price would definitely try and find ways to be closer to you like training or isolated missions just so he can hold you without it being weird or without you trying to catch on. it's been years since the familiarity of that feeling settled in his bones and he doesn't want to let go so easily especially when your touch just soothes a deep part of him. will find every excuse to try and touch your shoulder/hand/back during briefings/missions/training just so he can savour the feeling for more the second but its always so fleeting barely giving him a chance. it almost aggravates him how much you seem to have control and it isn't until you give him a gentle hug that he's made his mind up, he's not going anywhere especially not without a fight

simon trying to fight for your attention and failing miserably at the fact that he claims he doesn't need it. he's not the most subtle guy, not the most emotional so he finds it a tad confusing that he's feeling so strongly especially when you touch him. especially because he doesn't let another soul to do the same but you feel safe. he just kind of claims your touch, manhandles you gently to take you away from prying ears and eyes so he can hold you to his hearts content no questions asked. the type to remember how your hand had touched his arm, his finger slowly drifting over his skin in the same place relieving every emotion flooding his body, his heart aching for more. your touch is a drug and he's heavily addicted

gaz's got about 1000 things brewing on his mind, why would touch be even on that list. so the first time you touch him, he's just in shock for the first couple seconds. not used to your hand feeling so incredibly soft and warm on his calloused skin. you can bet he's constantly fixing and basically becoming your handyman so that you have ample chances to touch and be close to him. just so he can feel the sensation again. and everytime he promises himself to stop but he only falls further each time

and soap, it's like the puzzle piece that he so desperately needed to complete him. it's the first time your hand gave him the gentle squeeze and rub that he finally understood why people chased that feeling. he was hooked on to it the second you gave it to him. the chaos of his daily life ceased, the calmness washing over whenever he felt your skin press against him. it's a feeling he always managed to suppress way deep down but those back rubs you give him, he could swear he'd go to war for. practically begs for them every chance he gets whenever he's free

[geopsych]

re: the tumblr ai stuff, please don’t wipe your blog!! your blog has been so important to me and many others as a place of authentic light and beauty and i would hate to lose it forever 💕

there is a way to download the contents of a tumblr blog (it’s in settings, i don’t remember rn, but i’ll find it if you need it) maybe you could upload to another site or a personal site?

i know this is very serious, and i hate how we are unwillingly contributing to synthetic art, but the world would be poorer for me without your pictures <3

Thank you. Your words mean a lot to me.

This is a dilemma for me. I have loved doing this blog and going out to look for pictures and interesting things to bring here has given me motivation and meaning through years of struggle with depression and several kinds of grief. Going out to look for pictures has put me in situations where I have seen incredible beauty, much of which I never really managed to capture. Also, the many warm and kind messages I've received from people all over the world have given me heart and made me feel less meaningless as a person and more connected. Sometimes I've been criticized for buying the checkmarks and giving money to Tumblr but I wanted to do what I could because Tumblr has been my one happy and safe place online. But now this. To me AI in relation to creativity is just a way for well-to-do but untalented people, the proverbial tech bros, to profit from other people's hard work and creativity. It has no redeeming value in relation to creativity and is actively harmful to artists of all kinds. <trying to figure out how to put a read more link here> I don't even count myself among the real creatives, artists and writers and others who have worked hard and put years into honing their crafts, into learning to translate their hearts and unique spirits into their creative expression. I just see beautiful things and take pictures of them. But it would still make me sick to see AI works based on my pictures, on these times and places that have meant so much to me. Recently I saw a set of cat 'photos' on here that everyone was reblogging and exclaiming over but that to me seemed to just be AI art that was more convincing than most. As time goes on more and more output of AI is going to be almost indistinguishable from real works and unscrupulous people will pass them off as real, getting credit for what was actually created by others. Whether they profit from them becomes almost irrelevant at that point because what's worse is that we will have less and less sense of what is real. And as some have pointed out AI will now also be scraping from AI, muddying the waters further from here on in. This is an apocalypse of sorts, an apocalypse of creativity, ultimately likely to kill the joy of artistic endeavor for many who would otherwise produced brilliant, beautiful, funny, and/or shockingly original things. I'm still parsing and dissecting my thoughts and feelings about what Tumblr has done and how to react. Staying and leaving my blog up feels like consent. I am not confident in the integrity of anyone connected with scraping sites for AI. I'm not convinced that a little toggle in settings is going to make much of a difference in the long run. On the other hand I like posting here and I have received enough messages over the years to know that my blog is a positive influence on some lives. I was looking forward to May and June and posting pictures of the incredible beauty of eastern Pennsylvania in those months. And I was planning on making a side blog for posting some poetry I've been working on. It will break my heart to leave.

I haven't decided yet. Believe it or not this whole thing has given me awful physical symptoms. I'll let you know when I decide. Thank you again for your kind and lovely note!

[kayleeheartkins]

Do you remember your first diaper wearing ? Any feelings to share with us ? Love your content 💕

I do I’ve been reminiscing lately lol!

My first diaper was a goodnight 🌙 and it heightened my little space at the time. I started as a middle, to a little, to a baby from 2016-2020 regressed all the way down for my anxiety and depression.

The first time I wore an abdl diaper I didn’t love it at first, I was in more of a denial with a LOAD of humiliation lol! I was so used to wearing thongs and tiny pieces it felt strange at first for me. But then overtime the feeling of the plushy comfort and hugging around my body felt warm and fuzzy. I don’t get much affection so a diaper is essentially a plush hug 🥺 then the community was amazing, how welcomed and loved I was compared to how my family at the time was treating me. There was so many things that went into my love for diapers. It wasn’t the financial gain, because at the time abdl wasn’t saturated and popular as it is now. I feel like I might be to blame for this because I was one of the firsts to reveal my face JFF wise and I didn’t have a face reveal I just did it because it’s me 🥲 I like to be open and transparent as possible while keeping my identity and personal things safe ❤️‍🩹

Good times 🩷 I’m curious to see what I evolve into next and what’s in the future, and I’m not one to be excited about the future lately 😶 I think diapers will forever be a part of me now and I’m preparing myself to accept what can happen with facial recognition with Ai and the dangers abdls (adult content creators) will soon face. There’s going to be some consequences that I don’t think others are prepared for. 🥺

[yandere-writer-momo]

Totally forgot to post this yesterday 😭

Merry Christmas @amisalami03 🎄💕

Yandere Baki Short Stories: Baby It’s Cold Outside

Yandere Baki Hanma x Older Fighter AFAB Reader

Whoosh! The wind furiously covered the city in a white blanket of thick snow. A certain pair nearly trapped inside from the blizzard outside the door. An older woman attempted to comfort Baki, a man she saw as a little brother as he vented about his break up with his childhood sweetheart. The poor woman unaware that he saw her as a woman rather than a sister.

Muscular arms wrapped around (your name)’s waist and held her like a lifeline. The man’s body rocked with a sob. (your name) ran her fingers through his crimson hair to try to soothe him. She softly shushed him and comforted him.

“It’s okay, Baki.” (Your name) whispered while she calmly stroked his head. The younger man clung to her as he buried his face between her chest. “What did you expect?”

“I didn’t think Kozue would actually leave me! I just thought we’d be together forever…” Baki sniffled which made (your name) sigh. “She said that we never spend time together and that… that I see you more than her.”

“Baki, you’re a young man in your early twenties hanging out with a woman in her mid thirties, I’d be upset if I was your little girlfriend too.” (Your name) scolded the young man who only held her tighter. He was so ignorant to people’s emotions, but she knew she couldn’t blame him. Baki never had parents to teach him empathy and about basic decency… perhaps that was why he latched himself to her? “Baki, are you truly upset about the breakup? Is there a lingering feeling for Kozue or are you experiencing a different emotion?”

“I just felt so upset earlier but when I’m in your arms… everything is better.” Baki contentedly sighed into the fighter’s plump chest. (Your name) was so warm and soft… “I feel so safe with you.”

(Your name) clicked her tongue and went to sit up but Baki yanked her back down on her leather couch with him. “Baki, I think you should try to make it up with Kozue- hey!”

(Your name) smacked the young man in the head when he suddenly squeezed her chest, the red head stumbled back a bit in shock. A furious blush on his cheeks as he turned to look away in shame.

“I’m sorry, I just think I figured out what I’m feeling.” Baki whispered, his eyes tender. He sat up on his knees and bowed his head to (your name) in apology. “I like you. I like you a lot, (your name).”

(Your name) pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance. She glanced Baki over in distaste. “You’re confusing a platonic relationship for more because you’re searching for comfort. You won’t find that in this old woman’s arms.”

“I could make you happy!” Baki exclaimed with a frantic look on his pretty face. “We could work something out-“

“I think you should go-“

“But it’s cold outside!” Baki whined. He gave her the biggest puppy eyes he could. “Can’t you let me stay?”

(Your name) sighed when she saw how much snow was outside. There were practically shut in at this point and she really didn’t want Baki to get sick… he’d try to guilt her into taking care of him. So perhaps she should let him spend the night?

“Fine but you’re taking the guest room.”

“Thank you!” Baki pulled her into another hug, the young man buried his face between her chest with a content sigh. “Merry Christmas!”

“Merry Christmas, Baki.”

.

.

.

When (your name) finally fell asleep, she failed to realize she didn’t lock the door so Baki snuck in. The redhead quickly snuggled beside her with a happy smile.

He was so happy to finally have her in his embrace… especially now that it was cold outside.

[tenderfxck]

hello!!! i really like ur sub characters they make me giggle ngl cause like awww <3 if it’s okay can I request a Zhongli x reader where during the night he lets his half dragon form out while he rests, so he has his horns and tail out but still looks human (I think that is his morax form) however the reader doesn’t know about him being a dragon so one night as he has his form out, she is having a wet dream and poor Li’ has to grit his teeth and try not to whimper and buck his hips up as she grinds and humps his tail :(( poor baby is getting all the stimulation but not enough at this same time :(( Eventually he’ll come and twitch while slapping a hand over his mouth to stop his whining as his beloved continues to grind all over his tail, rubbing its most sensitive parts and he just has to endure the overstimulation. (Have a good day!)

zhongli//restless night//f!reader//18+

contents: half dragon! zhongli, f!reader, somno, accidental voyerism, shit anon you got me good T T

notes: AAAAAH i'm so late, sorry this took forever, there was a whole lot going on in my life but i’m still so happy you sent this spicy prompt to me, it was so much fun to write💕

it was a time of rest. a time when he allowed himself to relax just enough that he wouldn’t have to keep up the appearance of a human anymore.

the long amber horns were allowed to sprout from his temples, while his long tail resembling that color of oudh wood was permitted to spread itself across the fine sheets that wangshu inn provided.

and yet, now you have spread yourself across him. . .

this certainly wasn’t the plan, but can anything ever go accordingly when it comes to you?

zhongli wasn't expecting to be in such a vulnerable position with you. he was typically vigilant about hiding his dragon-like form, dismissing himself from your company to his own room for the night before unwinding.

but tonight, wangshu inn was fully booked except for one solitary room.

with only one bed.

you fussed about the arrangement, but zhongli merely chuckled, assuring you that as long as you were comfortable, he did not mind the prospect of sharing.

so the two of you shared this bed together. zhongli had thought absolutely nothing of it. he'll just retain his human form all night.

well, that was the plan, until he felt your weight dip the other side of the mattress, settling so comfortably against his form as you quickly dozed off. he could smell the sweet scent of your perfume, feel the soft cotton of your nightgown against him. it was just so. . .cozy. warm and safe

soon enough, zhongli could feel his human form slipping, sprouting those more dragon-like traits without him noticing.

well. . .then he'll just wake up before your pretty eyes even think to flutter open. zhongli will change back and you'll never be the wiser to this altered state he finds himself in now.

yes, a fine plan.

(and one that would let him indulge in the warmth and comfort of you as he dozed off)

but of course, that's when you saw fit to strike upon him.

it is had all started so innocently. just you clinging to him, snuggled up so cutely even as he faced away from you. you had been positioned against him, cradling his back as you spooned his resting form. his great tail was in between those soft thighs, but zhongli had decent enough self-control to ignore it.

that’s when he first felt the thrust of your hips.

he was on the cusp of waking and asleep until the sudden motion enticed him away from the edge.

he thought nothing much of it. just the shifting of your body to a more comfortable position. he was settling in to his pillow once again when he felt the rock of hips against his tail again.

a gasp was caught in his throat, unsure if what happened wasn't just an active imagination on his part. zhongli held his breath, waiting to see if it was just a trick of his mind.

and then there it was again. a long, drawn out stroke of your hips. and this time, the heavenly sigh of your voice to accompany it.

zhongli grit his teeth, listening intently for any sign that you had awoken, but all that graced his ears was your soft snores accompanied by tiny little whimpers escaping you.

unknowingly, in a fit of passion only clear to you in whatever blissful dream your sleeping form had conjured up, you were nonetheless grinding upon zhongli’s ridged tail in what was now becoming a slow, yet steady pace.

“a-ah~ excuse me,” he stuttered, barely able to process the scene enfolding behind him. he stumbled over his words, desperately searching for any way to wake you up without mortifying the two of you. “you seem to be-aah!” zhongli couldn’t contain that little outburst. he gasped at the steady friction you provided.

zhongli couldn’t believe the circumstances. he turned his head, chancing a look back upon your peaceful form.

sure enough you were still soundly asleep, unaware of the lewd situation playing out before you.

it didn’t help that his tail was overly sensitive to stimuli (something left over from more primordial days) and especially that of your wet cunt catching on each prominent bump along his long tail.

“a-ah, wait, that’s. . . nngh!” zhongli tried to protest. he knew the implications this would have if you were to wake up and discover more than just the illicit situation you found yourselves in.

but zhongli had desired you for so long. thought about just what noises you would make in circumstances like this long before he found himself here tonight. and now it was all coming true. right in his ear.

and right against him. . .

fuck. your needy pussy humping his sensitive tail was just too much. the worst part is he could feel just exactly how wet you had gotten using him to get yourself off. he grasps at the waistband of his pants, dragging them down and letting his already weeping cock spring forth from the cotton confines.

it’d shame him to admit just how quickly this little routine had him stiff and aching in his pants. but his self restraint had already eroded to much.

if you were enjoying yourself, perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to indulge himself as well?

zhongli took his cock in hand and began to slowly stroke, focusing on the distinct feeling of you moving against him. he bit his tongue, willing any moans to die on his lips before he dares disturbs your slumber.

it continued like that for archons knows how long. the thrust of your hips, followed by zhongli silencing his moans and fisting his cock quicker, all while enduring all those sweet little whimpers escaping you as you chased your own pleasure on his tail.

it was too much. too much stimulation, too many little sounds. the slick of your cunt against him, the wet noise of him fucking his own fist, the knowledge that you were so close, using him to get yourself off while that pretty little head dreamt about all sorts of perverse things.

too much. too much. he’s gonna-!

he comes with a particularly deep grind of your twitching pussy gliding against his now glistening scales. he clasped a trembling hand over his mouth, willing himself quieter as dragon fangs catch against his palm, feeling himself finally come undone. he basks in the sensation of you humping so diligently against his most vulnerable area as he spills his thick load all over himself.

he panted, tremors still finding their way through his body as he lay spent, thighs and stomach covered in his seed.

he gasped, moaning and twitching in the aftermath.

yet you still continued.

fuck. fuck. archons, you weren’t stopping-!

you kept on grinding onto his newly overstimmed tail, letting out those sweet little whimpers, chasing that high while zhongli has to sit and bear this whole lewd scene as he writhed and panted against you.

this was going to be a long night. . .

[msadmiral]

Hi I have a request!

Could you write about Julie befriending a reader that comes of as scary by accident?

(If you don’t do readers could you write about Julie befriending frank who comes of as scary when he first arrived?)

Thanks!

Oh no problem! Here’s some content for our favorite girl!

Julie Joyful x Unintentionally scary! Reader headcanons!

By yours truly, MsAdmiral💖🖤

{💕🌸} When you first moved into Home, you had high doubts about the neighbors accepting you into the neighborhood.

{💕🌸} You had moved from your old home in hopes of starting anew in a place more accepting of your outward looks (and to get away from the constant judgment). You had been greatly persecuted in the past for your natural ominous aura and appearance. So once you saw how bright and colorful your new neighbors were, you thought you were in for some HUGE trouble...

{💕🌸} In your first few days in the neighborhood, you did everything you could to avoid social interaction. You stayed inside, you ignored the knocks on your front door, you only accepted gifts from your neighbors if they left them on your porch, you watched the neighbors play outside from your window... Basically ostracizing yourself out of fear and general anti-social purposes. You wanted to talk to your neighbors so badly. But then again, you were scared of what they’d think of you. Would they be like everyone else and push you away...? Would they discriminate against you for your appearance...? You didn't know. And you weren't sure if you were ready to...

{💕🌸} After a while of not being able to interact with you, most of the neighbors began to give up on trying to talk to you. But not Julie... She befriended an introvert once (Frank lol-) and she can do it again!!

{💕🌸} It took a bit of ‘mindful observation’ from afar for Julie to figure out your schedule (stalker who-), and she was finally able to figure out when you left your house for the store!

{💕🌸} Just imagine you were coming back from the store with a bag of your favorite snacks (specifically for one of your lonely depression binge snacking what-) when all of a sudden you hear “NEIGHBOR!! Neighbor, neighbor!! Wait up!! Neighbor!!!” screamed out from behind you. Think of an excited golden retriever at the dog park.

{💕🌸} Now, you could have two logical reactions in this scenario. One, you freeze in confusion and let Julie catch up to you. Or two, you make a freaking USAIN BOLT dash to your house. Regardless, Julie still catches up to you. She’s pretty fast for a little lady! “Hello there neighbor~!!! I've been wanting to meet you for so long, I just haven't been able to catch you until now!”

{💕🌸} You were horrified at first when Julie first caught you. But after a while, you got a bit confused. Flustered confused... She seemed so happy being able to talk to you and she didn't even seem slightly spooked by your appearance at all! You didn't know what to think...

{💕🌸} After a few minutes of excited chatter, Julie decided to drag you around the neighborhood to properly introduce you to all the neighbors- especially Frank since he’s her best friend (safe to say that you and Frank definitely bonded over your similar introductions). You were extremely mortified throughout all of it. But with Julie’s optimistic and encouraging attitude, you could say that you ‘warmed up’ a little…

{💕🌸} From then on out, you and Julie would hang out constantly- occasionally with Frank as well- and do everything together. Sleep overs, tea parties, picnic dates. Even just going out to get the mail!

{💕🌸} Julie would eventually help you open up to the other neighbors. It would take a lot of time, but she was patient! And after a while, you yourself became your own social butterfly- regardless of how your appearance made you stand out! But even as you got close to the other neighbors, nothing would overpower your friendship with Julie.

“Best friends forever, neighbor~!”

Once again, so sorry for the wait! I’m multitasking a lot of things on my plate right now. Thank you for your patience! And thank you very much for your ask!

Have a good day/night, anon~!

[imthebadguyyy]

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[kananjarus]

WipWednesday

tagged by @rogerzsteven

This was such perfect timing, as I literally just went back and finished this chunk. I’ll share a long preview because I haven’t posted anything in two months, as a treat 💕

Morning came around quickly. Unused to waking up to sunlight in his eyes. His mind stuttered to life and focused on the foot not so gently nudging his own. 

Christopher sitting several feet away hugging a throw pillow from the couch and rubbing at his eyes. He’d slept on damp hair and now it stuck up funny in the back, frizzy loose curls that haloed in the sun. 

“You snore,” he said, scowling at Buck, who couldn’t get past the adorableness of it all. “And it’s loud.”

He apologized in the form of pancakes, sweetened by syrup and frozen blueberries. Buck made a pot of coffee and vowed to drink the entire thing. Already he looked at their situation as something fleeting, even if he couldn’t understand it. 

“We should just stay here,” Chris said, smacking his lips and licking the syrup off of them. This was the most content he’d appeared to be in a while. 

Cupping his warm mug, Buck contemplated this. The idea was far too inviting. 

“No, we can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because it's probably not safe.”

“But why?”

Because I don’t think I can protect you. He couldn’t say that part out loud. 

It wasn’t that he didn’t know how to fight or defend himself. He absolutely did. The only doubt centered around this: Could I hurt someone else if I had to? Could I do worse?

“Listen,” Buck said, swallowing down a roll of nausea and leaning in close. “I know having electricity again is like, the best thing in the world right now, but we don’t know what else is out there.” The city at large. A vast, empty world. Unbidden visions of the airplane from Day Fifteen. Reports of uncontrollable violence in the bigger cities, able to continue unchecked after the center of it had fallen out. But was there anyone left?

What if it's just LA?

The absence of the internet told him otherwise. 

Buck got up and put their empty plates in the sink. Old habits. Why bother washing anything if they were just going to leave? Still, he lifted the tap to let the water rinse away the stray bits of food from their breakfast. Amazingly, the water came out clear and strong. Buck stood, mesmerized for a long second. Then, an epiphany. 

“Oh,” he said, and had to resist the urge to smack his own forehead with the heel of his hand. “Hydropower. Duh.”

Chris swiveled in his seat, sensing his excitement. “What?”

“The electricity, the water, that’s what’s keeping it all going.” The instantaneous urge to pull up a map on his phone. Crossing the kitchen, Buck rummaged around in his backpack and pulled it out anyway. There was a tangle of white cords on the counter, and he plugged it in, waiting for it to light up and begin charging, which it did. His heart leapt at the reappearance of light. “A good chunk of Southern California is powered by hydropower. The Hoover Dam. There’s another one, up towards Sacramento, I think…” 

He was borderline rambling now, while Christopher only blinked at him. 

“You know what a dam is right?”

The boy nodded. “So…will it keep the power on forever?”

That was a good question. “I don’t know…as long as there’s enough water, maybe.” He’d once seen a documentary on the greatest engineering marvels of the world, and the Hoover Dam had been heavily featured. If only now he could remember the details. “But there has to be people to maintain it.”

Christopher sat and thought on this while Buck rummaged through the cabinets, finding stuff to take with them. One held tupperware and reusable water bottles. He gathered all of the bottles and began to fill them from the sink.

“Well…what if someone is?”

Buck had to pause and backtrack to the last part of the conversation. He chose his words carefully. “That’s… probably not likely.”

But Chris had already taken the idea and was running with it, practically bouncing in his seat. “We should go and see!”

“Las Vegas is hours away,” he said, noncommittally. “There’s like, a thousand miles of desert and mountains between here and there. It’s not safe.”

Probably. He didn’t know. But were they any better off here in the city? He would be using that excuse for years down the line. 

Buck was facing the table when he saw Christopher’s shoulders sag in defeat and start picking at the frayed tablecloth. He suddenly felt inexplicably guilty and his heart ached for the boy. Bringing a bottle of water with him, he sat back down so that they could look at each other. 

“So, where do we go now?” Chris asked him, sounding lost.

“Where do you want to go?”

He looked up in surprise, his dark eyes going round like marbles. “You want me to pick? Why?”

Feeling suddenly uncomfortable, Buck shifted. “You should get to have a say in what we do. I mean, it wasn’t really your choice to be here in the first place.” 

Stuck with me, taken from your dad. Buck picked up his coffee mug again. Put it down in front of him, fingers twitching on the porcelain. 

“You get a vote, that’s all I’m saying,” he finished with his eyes cast down. “So pick.”

The answer came quicker than Buck was expecting. “I want to go home.”

He should have foreseen this, somehow. Picking out his words one by one, he stammered, “That’s - that’s on the other side of the city.” But Christopher was looking at him, eagerly and in defiance. Buck didn’t shrink back, instead hunching forward slightly so it was easier for their eyes to be on the same level.

“Chris, y-you know, right? W-what we might find there?” 

That determined look wavered only slightly. He swallowed once before nodding. 

“Alright,” Buck said. He didn’t like it, but he wasn’t going to break Christopher’s trust by taking back what he said. “But we gotta lay down some ground rules first, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Great. When we get there, I go in first, and you stay in the car until I say otherwise. Good so far?”

Chris nodded again.

“And if -” If there’s a body. “If your dad is in there, then I’m not letting you come inside.”

At this, Christopher pulled his bottom lip in and bit down on it, suddenly looking unsure. Hand to shoulder, Buck made a clumsy attempt at tender reassurance. 

Buck tried to keep his voice as gentle as possible. “That’s why you want to go back there, right? To see if he’s…” There was no way Buck was finishing that sentence.

For a while, no one said anything at all. The kitchen had a clock somewhere and its soft ticking filled the silence. That and the hum of the central air unit through the vent above the fridge. After going so long without these daily noises, now Buck felt aware of every minute of sound. 

“There’s a picture on a table next to the couch,” Christopher whispered in a small voice, answering Buck’s question without addressing it at all. “My mom and dad. I just want a picture.”

“I can grab it for you,” Buck told him. “And maybe some clothes?”

“Yeah.” He was looking more assured, putting on a brave face. “Sounds good.”

“Okay.” Buck resisted the urge to pull him into his embrace. Christopher suddenly looked so fragile. 

tagging ummmmm @ajunerose @mellaithwen @ashavahishta

[justanotherstarlightmonger]

The Yoonmin Anon

Chap 11 of POP was just so warm and comforting that I was awwing the whole way through. The relationship between the three of them has developed so wholesomely that I just wanna stick them all in my pocket and keep them together there forever ☺️

Them joking about the date to comfort her and then the heartfelt conversation they had with her about staying with them permanently along with a big group hug was all so perfect and beautiful. Not to mention Yoon holding her hand and Jimin being content with the whole action.

Your eyes watered. Stay here. Form roots with their tall, safe shadows on either side of you? A little piece of peace like this in the middle of the forest?

This part here had me sobbing. Making a home for herself with her two loving protectors. I love you 😭😭

Yoongi taking on the role as her personal architect/interior designer got me swooning some more and how can you write such a cute ass scene of him chasing her around the house with his world renowned gums on display and expect me to be ok!! Then you had to drag Chim into the mix with him shielding her, just argh, I’ve turned to pure fluff! 😩😭💖💕

Oh, and of course how can I not mention the steamy moment between the Mins! I’m too weak for all of this! And Y/n secretly wanting to be a part of it, I’m done! 🫠

Gosh, I’ll be honest, I’m not ready for the last part cause I know this perfect paradise you created will have to end. You’ll be sure that I’ll be stocking up on tissues for then. I can only imagine what chap 12 will bring 😄

Thanks again for this heartmelting chapter bestie!! 🥺💜💜💖💕💖

I am so glad for your existence.

You can keep them in your pocket if you promise to never seperate them 🥺

Im not ready for the last part either, I am not ready to say goodbye to my children yet. But they will always be in my heart 😭

Bestie you make writing this story worthwhile i love youu

[myhandsyourjands]

To celebrate it being the last show of FITFWT, what have your favourite moments been of the tour? 💕💕

Wow-what a loaded question anon! I think just the growth we’ve seen in not only the crowd/venue size but also his own personal growth is just beautiful to see!! I think we all just want him to be happy doing what he loves and I just love being along for the ride with him & everyone here (such a warm, safe place to be). Of course there’s also the screaming over his success/achievements, getting progressively more thirsty over this man (makes me laugh because guilty 😅 how can one look so good in mesh/tanks?), and just how special he makes us all feel as a collective.

I was also lucky enough to go to 2x of his shows: Milwaukee & Chicago (alone) but met the most amazing people at my Chicago show. I’ll hold those memories forever and it just goes to show what a warm & welcoming environment Louis cultivates for his fans 💕

no better place to be than alongside him because he’s my favorite forever and always.

Also honorable mention to Lucia the light during Saturdays and Holding on to Heartache because I looked forward to those every concert! And the sentimental speeches because 🥹

And Joshua post show photos because we’ve been so blessed and well fed with Louis content-you the real MVP Joshua!!

[meownotgood]

imagine desperate, super soft sex with aki after he almost died at a mission and you both need to just feel each other and be close :(( and maybe both of you cry :( 💕

high to death. / hayakawa aki x gn!reader, angst, tender sex, established relationship

I'm ill anon...... I'm so sick............

this work contains explicit content intended for 18+ individuals. please read the tags and do not interact if you are a minor.

Aki's hand seeks out yours in the dim light, and when he finds it, he holds it tightly. Your fingers intertwine; his fit perfectly in the crooks of your own, as if they were made to be there, as if this is what his hands have been waiting to grasp for far, far too long. Not the rough hilt of his sword, not the chunk of gun devil matter held deft between two of his fingers, just your hand in his. 

And it scares him half to death — His fingers tremble, his whole body softly tremors, his hot breath on your ear comes out shaky and heavy with sorrow. It terrifies him to imagine an outcome where things happened differently, where he never returned home, where he never got to have you, ever again. 

Aki is used to this, or so he thought. Aki has become accustomed to the grueling missions, to just barely making it home within an inch of his life. It's part of the territory that comes with being a devil hunter, and with this path he's chosen to walk down. He comes home weak and weary, covered in bruises, deep wounds on his flesh bound to leave him with more scars than before. Vivid red blood paints the crisp white fabric of his dress shirt, soaked deep into his fingertips — And at this point, he doesn't know if the blood is his own, or if it belonged to the devils. 

This time is different, though. This time isn't like the others because this time, he has you, and it's the first time the reality he's been living in truly begins to take shape. 

You, who he loves so dearly, who is the reason why he's so scared to die. The reason why each of these days have begun to feel a little less lonely, and a little more meaningful. The incentive behind why he's been smoking less, and why he's trying to quit — If it means a few more minutes with you, just a bit longer in this oh-so short life that he gets to spend right here beside you, he'd do anything, and he'd do it without a single question. 

Because he very well could die; he could lose you forever, just as easily as he found you, and he almost did. The thought alone is enough to make him want to — No, need to feel you, to make love to you like this time will be the last. 

When he slowly eases inside, you hear his breath hitch, his arms around you holding your body closer to himself. You embrace him tightly, safely, like he'll disappear if you let go. Warm, like the cozy rays of dying sunlight that drift through the window pane, to melt the fresh snow of his dying heart. In this moment, everything begins to feel alright again.

Gradually, Aki feels his heartbeat start to calm. His palms are cold when they glide up and down your soft, bare skin, sending tingles twisting up your spine. You feel his touch trail over each curve and dip of your body, feeling the outline of your spine, the shape of your hips, as if he wishes to memorize the very construction of your form. He never wants to forget it. 

One hand comes to settle on your waist, and once he's all the way in, his hips flush with yours, soft skin against soft skin, the other rests carefully on your jaw. Aki drags you in, eyes fluttering shut as his lips press to your own; he holds it, draws out the time like a thin, stretched line, holding onto a secret hope that this kiss will last forever. That this moment and the pure devotion he feels, that all of it will never, ever end. 

Your lips on his ignite a fire in his chest, an ache in his heart — Perhaps his last mission didn't kill him on the outside, but he thinks it might have on the inside, and kissing you, your tongue tasting the blood that lingers in his mouth, is exactly what he needs to feel alive again. 

His head tilts so he can kiss you deeper. You hold the back of his neck, pulling him in. Your body curls into his touch instinctively. When he pulls away from your lips, his gaze settles on yours: eyelids heavy, pupils blown, eyes blue like the depths of the ocean, deep enough to drown inside.

There's a certain sort of look in your own, something between adoration and hurt. A look that makes him think that nothing in this world could ever matter more than you in his bed, your bodies tangled under the velvet sheets, foamy white waves washing over. Your soul and his, connected. 

Aki makes love to you deeply, desperately, shallow rolls of his hips accompanied by his quickened breaths and quiet moans of your name into your ear. It feels so amazing, so perfect, so right. You make him feel high, his mind a dizzy haze, everything exactly where it belongs.

Over the gentle echo of skin hitting skin, you hear his smooth voice, the soft utterances of his thoughts, of everything he's needed to tell you so badly — I missed you, I missed you so much. I thought…. I thought I wasn't coming home. Oh, God, I thought I'd never see you again, I'm so sorry. 

He nestles his head into the nape of your neck, peppering your skin with delicate kisses. With little bites and impressions of his teeth, marks that prove he was there, tangible proof of his existence, of how he was here with you. Your fingers thread through his soft, long hair, tenderly holding the back of his head, lips pressing idly to his shoulder, fingertips tracing the outlines of his scars — Your touch mends his skin anew. 

And when he hears your voice, soft and shaky and beautiful, sounding on the edge of falling apart, his heart breaks. The words resonate so deep within his chest, inside his skull — I don't want to lose you, I can't lose you. Please, don't die, Aki. His arms hold you tighter, he presses himself in even deeper, and the pace of his hips grows clumsy as tears well in his eyes, wet drops falling to bloom over your skin. 

Don't die. God, for you, he'll try, even though he knows it's useless, because destiny has already fated him to. He'll fight against it, as best he can, until the day he takes his final breath. For you.

He can't stop himself from crying then, from speaking through his sobs and quiet sniffles, promises he's not sure he can keep: I'm not gonna leave you, I'm not, I won't. Please, I don't want you to cry. I love you, oh, sweetheart. I love you more than anything. 

His voice sounds weak, breaking at the edges, and when he looks at you, grasping your chin between his fingers, his eyes are puffy, his cheeks are tear-stained. His thumb swipes over your quivering lips, a warm knot coils in the pit of his stomach. When he reaches his peak, you're falling from the edge alongside him not too long after. Aki holds you as close to himself as he can manage, riding his high with you, forgetting about the world as you take him to heaven, just as he wished.

As he catches his breath, he rests his forehead against yours, soft bangs brushing over your skin. His hand grips yours tightly, fingertips caressing your knuckles. He brings your hand to his chest, places it over his heart, lets you feel where it's beating. Thrumming to a gentle rhythm, soft and warm and real. 

I'm right here, my love, I'm right here. I'll crawl home, even from the depths of hell, just to return to your arms. I promise.

[toadallytickles]

I’m a bit shy to say this in a direct msg but I absolutely love how open minded you are and how sweet you seem,I think a lot of ppl In nsfw community’s can be very intimidating but I feel like you’ve shown us a bit of your personality and I just feel so safe whenever I’m on your page 🤍

Hello! That’s totally fine! You can send an message anytime, though it’s perfectly fine for you to use asks too! All about your comfort! :)

Awww, oh my gosh~ (〃^ω^〃)ゞ💕 Well this just warmed my heart forever!! Thank you so much for thinking so and sharing with me! I really like the idea of my page being a safe space for people to enjoy content, ask questions, and feel more comfortable liking tickling! I didn’t have a blog to follow like that when I was new, so I try to be that blog for others! Thank you so much again for sharing with me!! ❤️

[oldwindmillandagarden]

This is a PSA that this will continue to be a Misha and Cockles content-friendly blog.

As confused as I am by what has transpired in the last 48-72 hours though, I personally am not in a mental or emotional place where I am going to stop calling myself a fan of his. At least not right now. That may change the longer I sit with this, and it may not.

You have a right to however you feel about this. If you need to unfollow me either for a little while or forever, I understand. You deserve to feel safe on tumblr. I do tag all of my posts about him with some variation of ‘misha collins’, ‘misha’, and/or ‘cockles’, if you want to filter those out.

If we disagree on this issue, then you may not want it, but nevertheless I am sending warm internet hugs across the fandom tonight 💕

[hongism]

okay.... okay.

so.

(this might be long, i apologize in advance but..)

i was actually out with family running errands when i realized that chapter 41 was dropped and the way i YELLEDDDDD when i saw it on my dashboard. let me just start off saying that im always gushing about this fic to my brothers so everytime i finish reading a new chapter they mentally prepare themselves for the dissection of said new chapter. (we won't get into that here bc i could go on forever)

alas.... i cried. (duh)

BUT one thing that STOOD out to me and has always been interesting to me is the complexity of wooyoung and yeosang's relationship. seeing the way they interacted in this chapter was just...

if anything but pure agony.

i just about stopped and cried in the drivers seat of my mom's car while she just stared in concern. i calmy gave her a "i'm reading" and she understood. but did she? SHE DIDN'T, NO CALY SHE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND THE PURE PAINNNNNNNN you have put me through.

and it doesn't end there... that last scene...

san....

don't. even. start. with. me.

I SOBBED i sobbed and threw a FIT, okay.

then afterwards i think i shut down for like 20 minutes. nobody talked to me. they would glance my way and knew i was simply going through it. they knew there was nothing that could be said to help soothe the pain blossoming deep in my bones.

and i might be a bit dramatic but. i rest my case as it simply being one of your works.

you are such a great writer and i wish i could better express just how well you are at setting the mood and just your DELIVERY. ugh. its just. so good. DNDNDJDN there really is no other way of saying it.

so thank you caly, for reminding me that i am indeed human and that i DO feel things. your works always move me and chapter 41 was no exception. please stay safe and warm and know we all love you and your works!!

( ˘ ³˘)♥

heh no worries bestie long asks are ALWAYS welcome and i love them sm so thank u for sending one in <3 im SCREAMING i can't believe you gush about moc to your brothers that's an honor pls 😭  but okay okay let's get into the good stuff...

im SORRY for making you cry, it was one that i cried while writing at least three times if not more bc it was a tough one to write T-T and i think it was wooyoung and yeosang's scene that made me cry the most wwhile writing because it was a complete break of a beautiful yet broken relationship and it was pure agony to write it and to have it unfold how it did, those things are not ever easy but man... agony indeed.

AND THE PAIN DIDNT STOP I KNOW IM SORRY 😭😭😭

plspls accept my humblest of apologies for making you sob i know it was horrible wretched of me to do such a thing im sorry 🙏 but as always there's beauty in pain heh and i can never stop being dramatic myself so i welcome the emotions that people share with me when they read moc that's always something that makes my heart so happy heh <3

while i try to make every work i write have the fullest extent of my writing abilities, i think moc is simply different in that it's the most precious story to me, and i think that really shines thru in the writing itself. i must say that i think 41 is the chapter i'm most proud of to date, and it's one that i'm very satisfied with and content with how it turned out so to hear such praises about it makes me feel soo so happy thank you 💕😞