#softtttttt

[hotdyke-hardstyle]

VICTORIA DE ANGELIS for MI CASA on RADIO 105 (2021)

[reigningmax]

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[criticallyacclaimedstranger]

Sometimes Sundays are just so Good for no particular reason 💝

[sophiewagentje]

So I bought the bright blue Lando silverstone hoodie in McLarens sale and HOLY FUCK ITS SO SOFT WORTH EVERY DAMN CENT

[enraptureenchanted]

I'd love to see art of Jane comforting/taking care of Kitty!!!

Another cute one! Thank you!

Here's post-mental breakdown Kit with Jane plus the other queens offering their s u p p o r t for fluff reasons! This fam is sticking and they'll protect you from all them bad thoughts, baby <3

[nattawins]

Your self-driving car is called Tarzan. Why Tarzan? The Tarzan story you told me… It was fascinating. It was super cool. (...) What about you? Why did you work with self-driving cars at 2STO? The company made me do it. No special reason.

[yoonminist]

©️ jimimicat

[sapphoslibrary]

Soft wolfstar cuddles!!

A blanket fort and cuddles. That was Remus’s grand plan, to get Sirius to relax a bit. He’s been running himself to the ground lately, and Remus just wants him to rest.

“You made me… a blanket fort… to make me feel better?” Sirius sounds annoyed, but his shadowed eyes glisten in tentative joy.

Remus smiles lightly. “Maybe I made it because I wanted to make it,” he says, which is only half a lie. “You gonna join me?”

He gestures for Sirius to come closer, and Sirius does, only hesitating a second. He lies down next to Remus, close enough to touch. Remus doesn’t take the proximity as an invitation for touch; Sirius loves him.

“So why did you do this shit?” Sirius asks. He looks around at the faux stars glittering the blanket ceiling, awed at how something so little can be so beautiful.

Remus shrugs. “Why not?”

“Fair,” Sirius amends. He slides a little closer, nestling his head up against Remus’s thigh. “Looks beautiful,” he mutters, tipping his head up towards the magic stars.

“You like them?” Remus smiles; he’d been working on the spell for a while, just for Sirius.

Sirius hums in response. He pulls his wand out of his back pocket, points it at the little stars. Faint white lines weave themselves between the stars, creating a little wolf — the Lupus constellation. He smirks up at Remus.

“Love them,” he whispers. Remus smiles brightly, shifting to lie down completely next to Sirius.

He pulls his wand out as well, carefully drawing out the Canis Major constellation, the dog facing the wolf. Sirius smiles again and connects a few stars above the two to make a little heart.

Remus chuckles gently, offering his arm to Sirius. Sirius moves, resting his head in the crook of Remus’s neck, draping his arm over Remus’s chest.

Sirius presses a kiss to Remus’s collarbone. “This isn’t the worst,” he mutters lovingly.

Pulling him close, Remus twirls a lock of Sirius’s beautiful dark hair around his finger, and they watch the faux stars above them, made just for them.