#sooooooft

[dirbenaffleck]

1923 ‧ One Ocean Closer to Destiny

[ultimatedoodler]

POV: You’re the only person in the subway car. It’s 11:04 PM, and the heater under your seat feels great. 

In the final moments before waking up to your reality, you are at peace, in your plastic seat, w/ the fluorescent lights flickering above you.

In other words, I think naps are great

Question What’s your ideal napping situation?

[bluetiefling]

Sanditon - 1.04

How is it that you and Miss Lambe became acquainted?

[stardustacefics]

Unspoken, Yet Understood Pt. 5

“I’m sorry and thank you.”

No. No! They can’t…

This is all my fault. I have ruined everything. Again…

I thought that I was doing the right thing. I was positive. I tried to be the best version of myself and do what was right, and what did it get me? Emptiness. Rejection. I have lost everyone. The people that I invested in and cared for are gone. Again. I tried so hard to be exactly what they needed, but that didn’t stop them from leaving.

Why does everybody leave? That’s always how it goes, isn’t it…? No matter what I do… People that I care about always do one of two things. They either treat me like shit or they forget me. Every time. Is one of those options better than the other? Is it better to always have someone who is awful to you or to desperately love someone who is bound to leave eventually? Because I’m just not worth the trouble…

I feel… nothing. Empty. Like there is a void in me that can’t and won’t be filled. Because I am me. I have pushed everyone away to the point where there is nobody here. At my lowest point, I have nobody. Isn’t this just so goddamn predictable?!

It feels cold. I’m sinking to that place again. That one where I’m not blind anymore. I’m not ignorant. I know that I will continue to be alone. I know that the kind of person that I’m looking for doesn’t exist… at least not in my life. Maybe for everyone else? I guess I just repel good people…

What did I do wrong? I tried. I tried so hard. I thought this time was going to be different. I wanted to be their everything. I wanted to love them, and I did. I did everything that I could, but it never would have been enough. At the end of the day, every day, all that I will ever be left with are regrets. Regrets that will never pass.

Are my standards really that high? Am I being unreasonable? It doesn’t feel like it… I feel like my standards have just lowered and lowered so much that there is barely anything left. I just want someone to be close to. Just one person. Someone who actually cares about me and won’t take advantage of me. Someone who I can give hugs to and cuddle into the night. Someone who’s eyes light up when they see me, because I actually mean something to them. Is that really too much?

This is going to be the rest of my life… isn’t it? I can’t imagine ever finding even one person who will stay… even just for a little bit longer than everyone else.

~ 16 years later ~

Lan WangJi was seated on the wooden floor with his guqin, playing a gentle and soothing melody. His robes were spread out behind him, glowing against the dark sky. Beams of moonlight were shining through the windows and the stars were glistening overhead. Wei WuXian was standing outside, leaning against the door frame, while he watched the snow fall. Every once in a while, he would glance inside at Lan WangJi and smile peacefully to himself. He had never felt so at ease.

His eyes fixated on Lan WangJi and his heart lurched in his chest. Did this actually happen? Did I somehow manage to find a person who… who is kind and genuinely cares about me? Is he actually going to stay?

Tears began to well up in his eyes and his lips began to tremble, no matter how hard he tried to hold it back. A small hiccup escaped from his lips, and Lan WangJi immediately looked up, meeting his gaze. When he saw Wei WuXian’s expression, he stopped playing the tune and concern flashed across his eyes. “What is wrong?” he asked softly.

He notices me, Wei WuXian thought. With this realization, tears began to stream down his face.

Lan WangJi quickly stood up and walked over to Wei WuXian, placing a hand on his shoulder. He didn’t say anything, but his eyes were filled with worry.

After a few seconds, Wei WuXian gingerly wrapped his arms around Lan WangJi’s waist and held him close. Lan WangJi’s hands slowly drifted up his back and returned the warm hug. With tears still pouring, Wei WuXian tucked his nose into the crook of Lan WangJi’s neck and closed his eyes, soaking him in.

“Wei Ying,” Lan WangJi whispered into his ear.

He squeezed Lan WangJi tighter in response.

“What is wrong?” Lan WangJi whispered again.

“Nothing,” Wei WuXian said through his tears, smiling against Lan WangJi’s neck. “Absolutely nothing.” He took in a shaky breath and a few quiet sobs fell from his lips. “I really love you, Lan Zhan.”

Lan WangJi pressed a soft kiss to Wei WuXian’s temple and leaned back so that he could look into his eyes. He gently wiped Wei WuXian’s tears away with his thumb and cradled his cheek. As Lan WangJi smiled back, he purred, “I love you too.”

As a few more tears fell from Wei WuXian’s eyes, Lan WangJi quietly asked, “What are you thinking?”

Before answering, Wei WuXian reached up and stroked Lan WangJi’s hair, smiling peacefully up at him. “That I am lucky. I never thought that I could have this.”

“This?”

“Someone who cares about me,” he whispered, looking down slightly. “You have always been by my side, even when I didn’t know it. You have done more for me than…” he sighed, smiling shyly. “More than I deserve.”

“Wei Ying,” Lan WangJi said earnestly, taking Wei WuXian’s hand away from his hair and holding it close to his chest. “You deserve to be loved.” Before Wei WuXian could say anything, Lan WangJi said, “You are not alone anymore.”

Biting his lip to hold back his sobs, Wei WuXian looked down at the ground, blushing to the tips of his ears. Once he had collected himself, he looked up and put his hand on the back of Lan WangJi’s neck. He closed his eyes and nosed Lan WangJi’s lips slightly. Lan WangJi pressed a light kiss to the tip of Wei WuXian’s nose and leaned down to capture his lips in a slow, tender kiss.

“I am not going anywhere,” Lan WangJi uttered softly against his lips.

Happiness overtook Wei WuXian as he gazed adoringly at Lan WangJi. Snowflakes dusted their hair and clung to their eyelashes. He pulled Lan WangJi into another embrace and kissed him again, breathing him in. The tranquility of a future with Lan WangJi… it was something that he looked forward to.

[ayyyez]

I am living for the soft Itachi thirst, I just want to hold him and kiss his face and praise him lots and make love so gently it feels like something from a dream and I’m so happy we’re all on the same page about that 😌✨💖

Soft thirst hits different 🥰 I love it too, I feel like we need more soft intimate moments 💖 yay soft solidarity 🥺

[bijoharvelle]

for the prompt: dean + cas, 'heart blanket'

It came from Patience, this blanket that’s softer than anything with little knit patterns of hearts over it and it’s not necessarily something Dean would have expected from the girl but, well, Claire apparently still slept with the Grumpy Cat stuffed animal so who knew. Either way, Cas loves the thing; loves it the way he loves sweaters with knits that are coming undone and Sam’s socks that are too big and their bed piled over with pillows -- Cas likes things soft and warm and comfortable. And Dean wants him to have that, all of that, and more. So when Cas falls asleep on the couch with that blanket over his lap (and Dean’s head in his lap and his hand cupped loosely over Dean’s head from where it was stroking through his hair), Dean doesn’t have the heart to wake him. He just eases Cas onto his side, laughs a little at the protesting snuffle the former-angel makes, and then fits himself close against Cas’s chest, the both of them underneath the blanket. And he makes a mental note to text Patience the next day, and thank her.

prompt me for five(ish)-sentence ficlets!

[tobinheath]

Leah getting shy when Alex brings up her being a mascot at a few Cup Finals

[butchba1t]

currently thinking about your hands