#fluffy post

[mikeandwillsweddingofficiant]

i just wanna fall asleep on someone’s chest with their arms around me and them kissing me on the head and wake up to find them still there

[anawritez-posts]

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: As Y/N and Theo dance through Pansy and Daphne's wedding, Draco's proposal sparks a unique conversation. Y/N's plea for a special moment becomes a promise, and Theo's fidgety demeanour hints at his secret. 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: Thought about this before I went to sleep last night.

The reception at Pansy Parkinson and Daphne Greengrass' wedding was in full swing, with laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses filling the air. Y/N and Theo found themselves on the dance floor, swaying gently to the music as they watched the celebration unfold.

Their eyes caught Draco Malfoy dropping to one knee, holding a ring in front of Hermione Granger. The crowd erupted into cheers as Hermione said yes, but Y/N couldn't help but feel a pang of concern. She leaned in, whispering to Theo, "Please don't do that?"

Theo hummed, "Hm?" Y/N pointed discreetly to Draco and Hermione. "Please don't propose to me at someone's wedding."

"Why?" Theo asked, and Y/N explained, "Because I don't want to ever take away someone's spotlight." He hugged her tightly, glancing over at Pansy, who shot him a dumfounded look. Y/N and Theo shared a moment, Pansy and Theo silently communicating from across the room. Pansy mouthed, "You're not doing it?" and Theo shook his head. Pansy raised her glass, saluting him with a smirk, hoping for next time.

As Theo fidgeted, Y/N glanced back at Pansy, who reassured her with a smile. Theo's left hand, not around Y/N, slipped into his pocket, and the dance continued.

Later that night, as Theo drove Y/N home, she picked up on his behaviour. "You were going to propose, weren't you?"

He huffed, "How'd you know?" Y/N entwined her hand with his, bringing it to her lips for a gentle kiss. "You fidget when you get nervous."

She continued, "Besides, Pansy kept giving you weird looks throughout the reception." Theo rolled his eyes, "I knew she'd spoil it."

"So she did know?" Y/N questioned, and he glanced at her before focusing back on the road. "I asked her permission."

Y/N's eyes widened, "She said yes?" Theo nodded, "Yeah, she loves you. Besides, she agreed on the condition that she'd be your maid of honour."

"Duh," Y/N giggled, "if I was her’s, then she'd obviously be mine." Realising the tension with Daphne and Draco, Y/N asked, "Is that why Daphne was so pissed at Draco?"

Theo confirmed, "Yeah, 'cause I was supposed to propose to you, and…" Y/N finished his sentence, "because he didn't ask for permission."

"Yup," Theo chuckled, "didn't even know he had a ring. And he's supposed to be my mate."

"It was kind of cute," Y/N admitted, and Theo smiled at her. "It kind of was, aye." He brought their entwined hands to his lips at a red light, "But I'll wait for the right time."

As he began to reach for the ring, Y/N stopped him, "Woah, not here! You're driving." Theo chuckled, "Fine, I'll wait." Y/N nodded, "Yeah, I want you on one knee, Nott."

"I'll have it no other way, future Mrs. Nott," Theo said, and they continued to drive home, looking forward to the right moment.

[ashleeabutton]

WIP Whenever IDK

Finished roughing out this segment and wanted to share. I am so in love with these two dorks.

This takes place in the beginning of Act 2 where the gang have just wrapped the recruitment quest for Jae and are indulging in some downtime before heading back to the ship. A brief convo with the old pirate Ryzza triggered a flashback in Prisca from her life before becoming a Progena in the Schola Progenium.

Prisca allowed herself a shaky breath, mind still swimming from the ghosts of the past struggling to come back to the surface. Heinrix managed to clear out the physical symptoms of her growing anxiety, but the thoughts were still there, just muted.  With one shaky hand, she pulled a lho stick from her case, cursing gently as she remembered she still didn’t have a lighter.  About to put the lho stick back in her case, Prisca heard the familiar ‘klink’ of an old metal flip lighter. Prisca turned at the sound and saw Heinrix holding a battered Militarum issue lighter from his pocket, waiting patiently for her. Prisca looked up at him, Heinrix’s face remained impassive but there was something buried deep within his mismatched eyes. A warmth, and eagerness that felt directed to her.  Putting the lho stick between her lips, she leaned forward, eyes studying the impassive Interrogator.

With practice effortlessness, Heinrix struck the lighter with one gloved hand while holding the flame steady from the surrounding air with the other. He moved slowly toward her, carefully bringing the small flame to her lips. Prisca leaned toward the flame, eyes still studying him, and noticed the faint twitches his face would make when he tried to appear neutral. She watched as the small light danced across his features, bringing a small sparkle to his eyes.  Taking a languid drag from the lho, Prisca held the acrid smoke in her lungs a moment before releasing it into the surrounding air.  She didn’t move right away, but stayed next to him, his presence giving her strength. “Thank you, Heinrix.” He looked up to her finally, placing the lighter back in his pocket. “My pleasure, Lord Captain." Prisca studied Heinrix, taking another drag from her lho, his mask still impenetrable. “What made you come over? I thought you were with the others.” Heinrix looked away for a moment, then turned his gaze back to her. “I don’t know. I just looked up and it felt like you needed me.” Prisca smiled, finishing her lho stick. This precious man. Always ready to rescue me. She took a seat at the bar and glanced back to Heinrix expectantly. Heinrix paused, unsure if he should leave or stay. “I apologize for overstepping Lord Captain. I did not mean to disturb you.” Prisca could feel the whispers coming back again, and Prisca had the growing suspicion that Heinrix’s attempt to help might have made whatever was happening to her worse. Despite that, she did not want to be alone.  “No, Heinrix, sit. Please.” Prisca couldn’t hide the naked desperation in her voice now. If Heinrix had noticed it, he had the good manners not to mention it, immediately taking a seat next to her. Octiviana approached and Heinrix looked over to Prisca. “Would you like something to drink?” Prisca nodded. “Amnsec if they have.” Heinrix put in an order for both of them and Octiviana disappeared to get their drinks. He looked back over to Prisca, noting the growing strain in her face. “Is everything alright Prisca?” Head in her hand, Prisca tilted to look at him. By the Throne she loved the sound of her name on his lips. “I think…maybe I’m just tired.” Prisca continued to watch him with one eye, wondering how it would feel to be wrapped in those arms and fall asleep.  “Heinrix…you being here is…nice.  It makes me feel…normal.” Octiviana brought their drinks and left again, Hendrix nodding in thanks.  Taking one glass, he moved to place it near Prisca, and Prisca reached for the glass at the same time, accidentally brushing his hand. Prisca let out a small sigh with the contact. Heinrix watched a slight shudder start to overtake her shoulders, movement so faint anyone would have missed it, anyone but him.  He moved the glass from Prisca’s hands and let his fingers wrap around hers. Prisca did not look at him, but she gripped his hand with sudden fierceness.  Scanning her body, he could feel the exhaustion in every cell. Heinrix said nothing, just continued to hold her hand, gently brushing his thumb against her fingers. He would have given anything in that moment to just wrap his arms around her and hold her close, let her know he would protect her from anything, that she wasn’t alone. Back at the table with the rest of Prisca’s crew. Abelard took measured sips from his drink as he watched the Inquisitor and the Lord Captain.  His mind drifted back to Theodora, and dreams never fulfilled. Watching them now was like watching history repeat itself.

[fluffy-umbreon]

What I've been working this last day or so! I've always wanted to do a pigment mutation draw up of pokemon and mews are one of my faves (apart from umbreon lmao)

Tell me what you think! Which ones your favorite?

[torchwoodpropaganda]

Fluffy can get the hiccups. Apparently.

[crazyforhorror]

Aa awesome !! I would love to see some David x soft/gentle male reader ! I’m so glad someone’s making lost boys content !

I’m glad I could give you a small bit of happy with my lost boys content❤️

Fluffy David x male reader——-

David and his mate were cuddling at his mate’s house. He had asked the platinum blonde haired vampire to come over and watch movies, he was in the mood for some one on one time with the male. He loved hanging with the other guys but it was not often he and David got to be alone. So here they lay on his bed, curled under a hoard of blankets watching the movie playing on the tv that the young human had moved to his room; the vampire was rubbing his mate’s back which made the gentleman smile and cuddle further into the broody vamp. Every once in a while, David would kiss the younger guy on the head and give a small smile, one returned with just as happy a smile and a kiss to the cheek. At one point David had spaced and was snapped out by a peck on the nose mid cuddle. He raised a brow and chuckled at the cuddly person in his arms. “Hmm?” David questioned lazily. “I love you.” His partner replied. David gave his rare smile that only the human male got, “I love you too handsome. So much.”

Sorry it was short hon. I hope you liked it alright. It was my first time writing mxm but I think it turned out decent❤️

[kingdomheartsmarts]

I could just imagine after reading s/o turning into a child, a small (gremlin) nobody child attempting to steal Saix claymore but the claymore instead float them up in the air and brings them back to Saix, while they're laughing and and swinging their little feet.

Saix just staring at the child like “jesus christ can you be normal for t e n m i n u t e s” and on the inside he thinks it’s adorable. little rare smile saix. yeah i thirst for fluffy saix. leave me alone.