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sebbievettelhair · 1 day

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Just max doing. Max things Ig ^_^

#silly fella #hes so babygirl #f1 #max verstappen

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venoyale · 1 day

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ever since nobara’s put him on skincare, he’s been taking it very seriously…

#gojo satoru #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #satosugu #sugusato #gojo fanart #gojo x reader #gojo x you #jjk fanart #satorugojo #sketches #sketch #hes so babygirl #i love satoru

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nightwingsgirlfriend · 22 hours

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my man 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

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anisangeldust · 1 day

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Pretty when you cry 𝜗𝜚⋆

Summary: feelings are hard.

Pairing: young politician!Coriolanus x Fem!reader

Warnings: tooth rotting fluff, Coriolanus is stressed and needs you, emotional vulnerability, mentions of parental loss, crying.

A/N: just some heart-achy fluff bc I’m in the mood to coddle someone rn🎀

Masculinity and Bravado were drilled into the brain of Panems president since the day he was born, festering like an infection, multiplying like an invasion, until all he could feel was shame for feeling.

So often he’d find himself teary eyed, chanting soliloquies of “Men don’t cry, you aren’t weak, crying makes you weak.” like mantras around his apartment, such nonsense that those superior used to undermine his naturally empathetic soul.

It wasn’t until many moons later that he crossed your sacred path, your mere presence a soothing compress on his aching heart. Little by little, you cleared his night skies from its once insurmountable peril, the darkness that had consumed his soul was no longer seeping through his core, instead it soaked through his eyes, salty drops of crystalline water flowing down his milky cheeks.

At the moment, he was being comforted by his ever so generous and loving wife. The emotions he buried so desperately were now flowing like a river in front of his own personal Aphrodite, a tsunami of emotions flooding his soul, lapping at the weak spots of his delicate being. Never would anyone describe Coriolanus Snow as vulnerable, but right now he was. Your tenderness akin to the mother he lost so long ago, and his trembling frame that of a little boy. This is love in its rawest form, the ability to express vulnerability without judgement, the thing Coriolanus so clearly craved his whole adolescence.

Heaven was breaking down in your arms, having a rough day and coming home to you, the woman he loved with every ounce of his being, to have you hold his face and tell him it was all going to be okay; your murmured words like a warm compress on his aching heart.

So often he reminded himself that he was allowed to have bad days, being president was draining, and the cracks in his mask were deepening, he could no longer hide from the flood, he had to just make sure he didn’t drown. Luckily you were his life boat. Despite all his hard work, sometimes the darkness prevails, dawning cloaks of false serendipity, only to shed its light and consume your dignity. The darkness that clouds his vision, creeps into the corners of his mind, dampens his thinking, the darkness only you can cut through. He beam of light, his saving grace.

Coriolanus was a blubbering mess, your fingers running in his platinum curls a reminder that he was safe, that he was going to be okay. Slowly, he lifted his head from your chest and sniffled.

“I don’t deserve you..” he murmured, eyes red and puffy from crying so hard.

“Shhh, just lay on me baby, it’s okay, I’ve got you” you cooed, pressing his face back into the soft fat of your chest. As to which he happily complied.

The muscles of his shirtless back were relaxed, melting into you and your warm embrace. He wrapped his arms around your middle and hugged you like you were going to disappear if he let go, you were his most precious gem, a beauty unmatched by the most divine beings, a goddess amongst men, and Coriolanus was your most devoted apostle.

Slowly, his breathing regained stability, his pink lips no longer quivering, chest no longer heaving. You peppered his teary cheeks with kisses as he calmed down slowly. His mind slipping form consciousness as he fell asleep.

“I love you” he croaked gently, voice rough and tone uneven, the most vulnerable state Coriolanus Snow could be in, the one reserved for you.

“I love you too baby boy, so much. Now sleep, it’ll all be okay” you mutter as he flutters his eyes closed and lays on you completely, your own personal weighted blanket.

Coriolanus was truly sculpted by the gods, how else would he be so pretty when he cries?

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decaffeinatedunicorn · 2 days

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I have lots of cake he can have & eat🤭

sn: When he talks, I cream🫠

vc:@//ioveanakin on tiktok

#hayden christensen #cake #🍑🍑🍑#anakin skywalker #star wars #unispeaks #hayden christensen appreciation #hes so babygirl #anakin edit #anakin smut #anakin imagine #anakin fanfiction #anakin x reader #bye he's so fine

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possumsa · 3 days

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He looks so good, loving how his hair is looking rn omg

#barry keoghan #saltburn #gnawing at the bars of my enclosure #oliver quick #im weak #hes so babygirl

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honeybee-f1 · 2 days

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Listen, you fucker. Do you want me to implode?

Little Leo is so cute! 🥺 the hands tho

#leo leclerc #im crying #hes so babygirl #so cute #😭#charles leclerc #f1 #formula 1 #ferrari

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fujoshirealness · 2 days

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"do you fuck more with a pie chart or a bargraph?... i love a pie chart."

this moment is making me sob

#phan #(doing it for the fandometrics ur welx)#dnp #dan and phil #dapg #daniel howell #amazingphil #sophposting #dan being scandalized by phil casually saying fuck is so cute #hes so babygirl

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henrywintersgf · 2 days

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Even though Henry was so obviously a psychopath the way i was SHOCKED reading about him talking about how much he liked killing near the end of the book is still a core memory to me

#the secret history #francis abernathy #richard papen #charles macaulay #henry winter #all i can think about is the secret history #bunny corcoran #donna tartt #judy poovey #hes so babygirl #It was 5am on a school night and I remember the absolute terror so vividly

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sebbievettelhair · 1 day

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They don’t make blond men like this anymore