#soft!!!!!!!!

[vithcy]

Just finished part one of Less than Three and im

[suncrayon]

THEY!!!!!!

[goldshadows]

@kurjaks : stretches over daisy's lap. no warning. no end goal. just flopping on her. he brought a bag of assorted candy though, so she's more than welcome to pick at that, too. 💞

her legs are stretched out with feet resting on the coffee table. her arms briefly come up when he slides onto her lap to give him a bit of room before putting them down to rest gently on top of him. completely unbothered, she keeps typing on her phone as she's in the middle of a heated discussion with a stranger on twitter. after a few moments, a hand reaches out to pat his head and then steal some of the candy he brought, tossing them into her mouth before she goes back to typing away furiously.

[gunbash-archived]

from  @broadkast​:  nonverbal  prompt  35  /  sender  curls  up  against  receiver  in  their  sleep

SEBASTIAN  FADES  IN  AND  OUT  OF  SLEEP  until  he  feels  the  shift  .  he  doesn’t  exactly  remember  when  the  two  decided  to  go  to  bed  ,  or  how  they  ended  up  here  ,  tucked  away  beneath  the  sheets  on  jasper’s  mattress  ,  but  that’s  where  he  finds  himself  when  he  stirs  .  just  outside  the  window  ,  the  dark  evening  carries  on  in  PEACEFUL  QUIET  ,  little  noises  of  bugs  and  night  travel  slipping  in  and  out  in  the  distance  .  passing  cars  ,  a  far  away  siren  .  when  sebastian  finally  blinks  and  squints  through  the  dark  space  ,  he  watches  jasper  slip  closer  ,  curling  ,  snuggling  in  tighter  .  it  seems  jasper’s  instinct  for  safety  and  warmth  has  won  out  .  initially  sebastian  smiles  and  acknowledges  the  shift  ,  but  HE’S  AFRAID  TO  DISTURB  HIM  ,  and  at  first  ,  he  makes  no  motion  to  touch  or  pester  him  in  this  vulnerable  state  . . .  that  is  ,  until  his  own  instinct  persuades  him  into  action  .  strong  arms  slide  into  a  protective  hold  around  jasper’s  smaller  form  ,  urging  him  closer  .  another  siren  in  the  near  distance  ,  coming  closer  to  jasper’s  upstairs  apartment  . . .  then  fading  ,  passing  ,  DRIFTING  AWAY  .  a  soft  sigh  .  he  lets  the  exhaustion  in  his  bones  drag  him  back  into  A  DEEP  STATE  OF  SLEEP  ,  only  now  ,  a  bit  more  peacefully  .  there’s  something  soothing  about  the  embrace  ,  the  safety  here  ,  and  this  time  as  he  slips  off  ,  crashing  back  down  to  an  eager  slumber  ,  he  doesn’t  wake  ‘til  morning  .  jasper’s  presence  makes  it  so  .  

[danswank]

It was a little odd when jack came on as a farmhand that winter. The winter it snowed too much and was too cold to be out too long. They knew how clueless jack could sometimes be and knew it may take him a while to get acclimated. But it was just too cold and every time they spent more than five minutes outside (with Jack snuggled in jackets to the point of earning a nickname of "Marshmallow") Alex almost always ended up huddling with him for warmth. It just so happened to be a long day with the horses: a semi-heated stable and plenty of washing making for a nice day or so of work. Except it had snowed and blown and blizzarded. The door was snowed shut, little gusts of snow occasionally jetting through the tiny crack. And there they were stuck, awkwardly curled up for warmth. It was rather quiet— they hadn't acknowledged the slight tension of why Jack had moved in yet. The silence was broken when Alex caught Jack staring like a lovesick puppy. Few words were exchanged before they exchanged soft kisses, little moments of bonding and finally unhindered love and affection.

i still don’t know what i did to deserve you snowy jalex anon but now you’re giving me snowy FARM jalex and my heart can’t take it

[sxrtis]

carry

{ prompt: one word prompts. }

status: accepting.

It had been a long while since such a pure exhaustion had settled into her bones – the kind that made her feel silly, talking without restraint, body feeling absolutely heavy.

She owed it to the long days of traveling with the boys, feeling safe for once. Her insomnia wasn’t fully dealt with – nightmares still plaguing her and keeping her up more than she’d like. But there was certainly more sleep than she’d gotten in years.

Eyelids were too heavy to keep open, still giggling softly at something Prompto had said. Lunafreya had no idea how much time had passed before she felt arms wrapped around her – eyes only managing to open to see that it was indeed Prompto and not someone else – before yawning into the palm of her hand and cuddling into him a little.

❝I am glad that I met you, Prompto…❞ Mumbled, exhausted, but no less true.

[mslangermann-a]

“You know what we haven’t discussed yet?” Standing behind her, Miles slips an arm around Lynn’s middle to rest a hand on her just-barely-visible baby bump. “Names. Easiest way to pre-ruin a kid’s life. The possibilities are endless.”

random asks / always accepting!

    She beams as she leans back against Miles, all smiles while her hand instinctively moves over his, her thumb brushing over his knuckles. 

    “Oh, you’re right,” she says. An exaggerated hum of thought buzzes on her lips as she ponders all the ways they could torture this poor kid. “We could go for something obvious like Mega Tron—first name Mega, middle name Tron—orrrrr… something a bit more subtle like Cletus.” 

@walridiing