#please be gentle with him :((

[ikram1909]

Laporte treats Gavi like a teddy bear 😭

#he sees Gavi and his mind goes hug him hug him hug him #he's so real #dont know why he's squeezing the life out of Gavi's peck tho 😭 #please be gentle with him #pablo gavi #baby waby #aymeric laporte #spain nt #I feel like they've been especially close this break

[sullivanxshaw]

location: All Night Diner Status: All

@aurorabaystarter

It was only eleven by the time Sully was allowed to take a break from work and he was already exhausted. Between trying to be super dad for his sisters, trying to make money, and keeping his own secrets as secrets, Sully was barely able to get everything taken care of. So when he left the bakery and found himself asleep at one of the booths at the diner. An uneaten lunch sitting next to him, it wasn't a surprise. He didn't know how long he was out for and woke up a bit confused by the time he heard a noise loud enough to move him from his slumber. Sully rubbed his eyes and looked around, only for his gaze to land on who had made the noise. " Oh, crap. " He muttered to himself. " How long was I out for?"

#aurorabay.starter #here he is in a starter #please be gentle with him

[flovey-dovey]

(wow the image is bigger than I thought it would be uhhh--)

Anyway, here's, uh, Nedy. Him's my boy for a story that preludes another I have a lot built up about entitled... Well I'll save that bit of information for later and update the tags here when I do. In the meantime, here's some fun info about Nedy himself under the cut.

Name: Nedy (ned-ee) Height: 5’ 2” Favorite things: His eyes, his bag, scavenging for things, building small helpful devices with said things Favorite color: Dusty orange Favorite food: Fruit Least favorite food: Fish Interests: Engineering, rocks, plants, animals, music, exploring, dancing, books, games (basically everything) Fears: Extremely small spaces; extremely wide spaces Ambition: Protect his family and do the right thing Factoids: Is the third in a generational line rather than being seed-grown; his great-grandfather was one of the original 20 Neverhoodians created by Hoborg (after the Good Ending); was the third one to join the friendgroup known as the Brotherhoodians; falls head-over-heels for De'Verro Headcanon voice: Either Michael J. Fox (Stuart Little) or Cody Fry (songwriter) In a Nutshell: Dorkish, talkative, easily fascinated and very curious, biggest hobbies are engineering, documenting his various discoveries and rockhounding, thoughtful, a bit of a packrat, forms emotional attachments to objects, tends to dominate conversations, often gets into arguments with Ephur because of conflicting methods for planning who does what and when.

Something I like about his design, personally, is that it helps De'Verro's eyes (not just that he's fun to look at, hehe), in that Nedy having multi-colored eyes encourages the subtextual idea that 'Hoodians can (but don't usually) grow/are born with multi-colored eyes. Though going by age Devvy-boy did it first.

#my art #my oc #the neverhood #Nedy #the brotherhoodians #been waiting for the right time to post about them and now feels like that time #please be gentle with him #gonna also add that even though I say they're Brotherhoodians I mean it as literally exactly that #they're in a brotherhood so ergo they're the Brotherhoodians #so for future reference just keep that in mind thx

[beedee-wans]

someone give B2EMO a hug :<

#please be gentle with him #b2emo my beloved #cassian andor #star wars #andor spoilers

[deviouz]

Imagine, sex with Jason and he's loud. And I mean loud loud. He's whining, whimpering, and doing literally everything just get you to do more to him, whatever you want just do more to him

THIS ‼️‼️

adding a cut bc i am an absolute fiend for one (1) jason todd (:<

it gets so much worse when he’s underneath you too. like, one hand on your hip with his other arm thrown over his eyes because it’s just too much for him to handle. cheeks all flushed and mouth left agape while he pants and whines and begs and pleads, occasionally dropping in praise after praise because he’s obsessed with how your hips stutter.

and because i’m a switch jason todd truther (!!!!), imagine how flustered he would get when you lean over him and pin his hands above his head? he’s more than capable of breaking free (have you seen his arms, oh my god) but he stays put because he just wants to be good for you ):

“c’mon, jay, tell me what you want. you can do that, can’t you?”

he’d look up at you with hazy eyes and a pleasure-struck expression, gasping when you rolled your hips just right. it’s taking every ounce of willpower he has to not buck his hips up into your addictive heat. surely you recognize that. you can see how good he’s being for you, right? won’t you relent a little?

“ah, fuck,” he gives a full-bodied shudder when you giggle at him, “anything, i want anything. please, angel, just use me-”

#i’m promptly going back to my hidey-hole until further notice #if you see this. no you don’t #why can’t he be rEAL #*rattling the bars of my cage* #GIVE HIM TO ME #anyways. #can you tell dom!reader isn’t really my forte #be gentle. please. #. . . katy’s ramblings 🪐 #. . . jason todd 💭 #. . . dc 💭 #jason todd x reader smut #jason todd x reader #jason todd smut #jason todd #. . . my fics 💌 #. . . asks 🐚

[boyofzoot]

Itadori

Commission Info | Patreon      

#yuji #yuji itadori #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gege has to give yuji a break look at his face #this is also my first time drawing him so please be gentle #sketch #art

[aziracrowded]

we are so screwed

#neil have mercy #please #good omens #neil gaiman #david tennant #michael sheen #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #ineffable divorce #good omens season 2 #good omens season 3 #give me good omens 3 or give me death #i miss them please prime #quiet gentle and romantic? #i dont believe him anymore

[fathomlessgaze]

artistry: you paint colors all over zayne's skin before he has to leave

very suggestive mdni + maybe some fluff+angst, zayne/reader, ~1.2k

warnings: 18+ only, making out, lots of hickeys/marking/bruises, they're both possessive tbh, an innuendo, implied to take place before medical rescue with allusions to things discussed in it but no spoilers for what happens in the card itself, allusions to foreseer lore, use of yn, pet names (my love, darling)

an: zayne in turtlenecks...the dawns shadow card......yeah...

pulling back, you take a look at your handiwork, the colors and splotches scattered over zayne’s neck. with his face tinged an uncharacteristic red and his collarbones no longer an empty canvas of pale skin, you think he’s nothing like the rumors that fly around the hospital. it doesn’t take much at all to reduce him to putty at your fingertips, so long as that person is, well, you.

you lace a hand through his hair, only further tousling the ruffled strands and causing a little groan to fall from his lips. on instinct, his hands fly to your hips, lowering your frame that straddles him to his lap. “yn,” he breathes, “please, hold on.”

he pants as he raises his lowered gaze to meet your eyes, his hazel orbs boring into your own with a sternness that makes you bite down on your lip. “just because i’m not in the hospital this week doesn’t mean i won’t be going outside at all,” he sighs.

pouting, you bring your palm to his jaw, brushing over his cheek. “i’m just…i’m gonna miss you.”

“we will see each other in a few days, won’t we, my love?” 

you drape your wrists on his shoulders and lay your head down in the crook of his neck with a quiet sigh. “i don’t like waiting…” 

there’s a quirk to his lips at your words and he turns his head to plant a kiss on the crown of yours. “it’s just a couple days, and i’m sure you have a lot of preparations to do at work in the meantime.” 

while you know you’re being petulant, you can’t help it. you think zayne and his presence have bled themselves into every part of your life and being. you can’t remember what you did before him, and knowing the frequent power outages near the mountain and both of your busy upcoming schedules, you probably won’t be able to talk much. what are you supposed to do without him? what are you supposed to do when one day feels like a year? when a week brings an air of deja vu that makes a pit form in your stomach, as if you’ve been torn apart without him beside you before?

“i guess,” you mumble, sniffling.

“don’t cry, yn,” he exhales. he brings a hand from your hip to your face, thumbing away the small droplet that falls from the corner of your eye. 

“what if something happens to you?” your murmur.  

“nothing will happen,” he whispers. “i will be okay; i have done these rescue missions many times before.”

you let out a small whimper as you kiss the corner of his mouth, letting your own linger, your breaths practically becoming his. “promise me you’ll take care of yourself.”

even though he tries his best to downplay the way your care and concern reach his heart, you know him better than that, the faintest blush of pink building on his hot cheeks. he attempts once more at a serious expression as you discuss safety, a topic he wishes you would yield more to, but alas… pondering his options, a small smirk sneaks past his attempt to put on a nonchalant facade at your words. “i will promise that…but only if you promise me the same thing first.” 

“fine.” you pout, a much quicker agreement than he was expecting. “i promise.” 

you lean in close, your small exhale lingering between the two of you before your mouths meet once more and you gently nibble on his lower lip. a small moan escapes him, vibrating through your kiss and to your own body, but even he can’t make you forget your purpose. not this time, at least.

steeling yourself, you put on a stern glare as you pull away and ignore the pang from your separation that blooms in your gut. “your turn.”

he stares with a quiet intensity as you pull away, trying to feign impassivity despite his round pupils that watch your movement carefully, giving away everything you may want to know. taking your fingers in his own, he brings them to his lips, locking eyes with you all the way. “very well then. i promise.” 

knowing him, you can predict how his business trip will begin without you there and you shoot him a pointed look. “and the first thing we’re doing when i get there is having a meal together.”

his hand reaches for your jaw and cheekbones once more, cupping your face tenderly in his large palm. “alright then.” 

when you finally are satisfied with his response, resting your head back on his shoulder, you pucker your lips to his skin once again, pressing lazy kisses along his jaw. his muscles stiffen beneath you as you continue adding new colors and marks to his skin, his head falling forward to rest on your shoulder as he caves in.

“yn,” he warns lowly, the last bits of rationality trying to claw back at what’s taken over the rest of his thoughts. “at this rate everyone will know what we’ve been up to when i get to the base.”

“good,” you hum, the vibrations echoing along his skin. “i don’t know who’ll be there.”

maybe this was always a losing battle.

“so maybe that’s what i want.”

this was definitely always a losing battle, he decides. zayne would like to think he’s very diligent in whatever he decides to put his mind to, but if there’s anything he just can’t do, at least not without extreme difficulty, it’s saying no to you, especially when you give him your signature cute little look or use some of your other equally persuasive methods. 

your eyes flicker to his before you resume your work, painting warm splotches along his neck and collarbone. “maybe everyone should know you’re mine. just in case.”  

he moans at your words, tightening his grip around your waist, but he admittedly tilts his head, giving you more room to continue your efforts. 

a beat passes before you pull away to admire the latest artwork you’ve added to the collection of marks you’ve made tonight. “you look really good in that turtleneck anyway,” you whisper, pressing one last gentle kiss to soothe the spot before moving to the next inch of his skin to tease. 

something in your words jumpstarts what’s been hiding, lying low, in the back of his mind. his gaze hardens at your words, his hands finding and squeezing your hips to still you so he can flip you both and is hovering over you. “oh, darling, you better believe i won’t be the only one who will have to cover up marks and bruises.”

sure, he’ll have to get up earlier and do a lot to hide all the work you’ve done on his collarbones for the next few days at minimum…at least until you arrive and can help him conceal all of your “art” on his skin. but there’s no way he’s going down without a fight. and when he plants his lips under your jaw, hovering dangerously close to your pulse point that thuds along to the unsteady rhythm in your ears, you know it’s over for you. it’s gonna be a long night. not that you mind exactly…

#zayne x reader #love and deepspace x reader #l&ds x reader #ive never posted anything like this or this suggestive in my life please be gentle with me 😭 #zayne x y/n #zayne x you #zayne fluff #zayne smut #love and deepspace fluff #love and deepspace #l&ds smut #zayne love and deepspace #love and deepspace smut #mine #tbh i feel like zayne would be like no marks and then punish you for giving him them anyway #but like idk maybe hes feeling sentimental or smthn bc youre gonna be separated idk that part is up to your imagination

[jade-len]

well what if the only person sqh doesn't know ANYTHING about is lqg because he was just there to be killed off and so he has to actually try to get to know him and can't use his author knowledge and so they bond and he sees lqg as so much more than just a character whose life was meant to end for a cheap shock and lqg also gets to know him as well and sees sqh in a new light because that coward he grew up distantly with is weirdly able to understand him and actually see him as a person and not just a dumb brute and a new friendship blossoms and

anyways i created the perfect ship/platonic ship name for them it's attack helicopter thank you for coming to my ted talk

#plspls hear me out #PLEASE THE DYNAMIC WOULD BE SO GOOD AND INTERESTING I LOVE IT #theyre both weird in their own way #shang qinghua understands him bc liu qingge shows signs of autism forreal #he comes from a modern world he knows it when he sees it!!! hes very gentle abt it too compared to others in ancient china bc #obv they dont know what that is #i need to. create a fanfic with this holy shit #svsss #mxtx svsss #the scum villain's self saving system #shang qinghua #liu qingge

[kerryweaverlesbian]

Dean Winchester of Supernatural fame is NOT reading parenting books he is putting on Cheaper By The Dozen, Daddy Daycare and Honey I Shrunk The Kids taking notes.

#i woulda said full house but dean's more a movie guy than a tv guy #it doesn't help. btw. lol. #if dean read a gentle parenting guide he would scoff and roll his eyes and throw it across the room #and eventually start silently weeping if he was convinced to keep going bc HE was a kid and HE didn't get treated with respect or gentlenes #dean in an argument with those mommy bloggers he follows saying something like 'please. i was left in a motel room with my brother #from like age 7 upwards I think little Timmy will be okay in the car by himself for 3 minutes 🙄“ #and someone hits him with 'I'm so sorry that happened to you' and he tries to brush it off all day and complain about it to Sam #and Sam's like. yeah it was kinda fucked up though. and Dean's like WELL I KNOW THAT BUT HE WAS DOING HIS BEST #(not fully believing it bc he certainly can't picture leaving a 7 year old alone in the world they live in no matter what) #(and Dean's never fully actually agreed with their dad but he feels attacked by Sam's agreeing) #(but old habits run deep) #cawis creates

[lifemod17]

Trying (and failing) to be normal about the PEELED NECK

📸: adamross

#STOP IT WHY DO ALL OF THEM HAVE SLUTTY NECKS #THIS IS CRIMINAL #AND IT'S FUCKING peeled?!?? #let me at him please i wanna mister iii token sir i wanna give you gentle kisses in that there area #let me give you pretty hickeys #nutting on the dash again #sleep token #iii sleep token #teeth of god tour #also this hair makes it look like he has emo bangs and you know what? he can pull it off!! #i got something else you can pull of- NOPE

[ride-a-dromedary]

[Tell me something about yourself that I wouldn't even think to ask.]

#Baldur's Gate 3 #BG3 #halsinedit #bg3edit #bg3 spoilers #videogameedit #Halsin #otheredits #my stuff #i believe that this line #and it's delivery particularly in regards to his expression dropping before smiling again (because it almost comes across #as halsin being....hesitant to talk about himself because a. he feels like he doesn't do anything interesting #and b. has obviously been made fun of in the past judging by a few things and is waiting for you to as well) #(which makes that choice to be like haha bear and honey isn't that on the nose come off as more a dickish thing to say imho) #and the line 'it was a long time ago the wounds don't heal but they become more bearable' #say a whole lot about halsin in general and are largely overlooked when his character is being analyzed #a n y w a y....i love one gentle giant man please larian fix him up a bit and give him some more to say #otherwise it's fine i'll just be here and still love him and hate colouring this game

[pain-in-the-butler]

A compilation of art for my Dadbastian fanfic Coattails that I commissioned from the incredibly talented @tomoyoo! They went above and beyond with the details... Each picture feels as cozy and warm as a storybook, right? I'm so delighted with how they turned out!! Thank you for making each one so beautiful! 🥹🥹🥹

#coattails #not sebaciel so please don't tag as such! thank you! #kuroshitsuji #the backgrounds are just gorgeous.. thank you for your research and dedication to them #the outfits in the first one are amazing! I love Ciel's shirt and Soma's whole ensemble is so cozy yet regal #look at Ciel in the cardigan in the third one though? he is cozy #the expressions are my favorite. they're so animated! just as I imagine them to be.. #I really like Ciel's in the first pic because I imagined him looking annoyed but you actually made him seem curious #and I actually like that more I think it's cute... he really does want to be friends with Soma huh 🥺 #Sebastian's expression in the third picture is great. >:o #he's about to throw hands with an old lady #Edward and Ciel's competitive faces! being silly... I love Them #Ciel needs to get swept up in silly competitions more often I think... #and then the last one!! bonding over tea! it's so amazingly tender 😭 #I don't think I imagined it coming out so calming and gentle... it's so emotional #it makes me want to keep writing! #if you are a Coattails reader I hope you love these as much as I do! #and if you aren't a Coattails reader... maybe these will convince you to become one? 😏 because they are so full of personality! #thanks times a million tomoyoo!! #(I should wait till tomorrow to post but I want to do it now...)

[dipperscavern]

thinking about jon snow not knowing what to do when you admire him.

he’s sprawled on his stomach, bare chested & fast asleep, with the blankets covering his lower half. castle black stirs awake as the sun starts to rise, moving to start its ascension into the sky.

the ghost of your fingertips across his spine pull him to consciousness, goosebumps trailing his skin from your touch. he lightly stretches, opening his eyes as his muscles tense & relax once more.

he looks to see you sitting up, a glossed over look in your eyes as your gaze is fixated on his back — the hint of a smile playing on your lips. he’s never been looked at like that before. caressed, admired, as if he was something special.

he can feel the pads of your fingers as they run along his shoulderblades, tracing the ridges & muscles that map the expanse of his back. has he ever felt anything this gentle?

you stop your mapping of his body when you see that he’s awake. he’s not looking at you, though. his eyes are blank, fixated on a distant wall as he focuses on your touch, trying to commit the feeling to memory.

“you’re so pretty, jon.”

he feels his cheeks grow warm, no doubt starting to turn a pretty shade of pink. his entire body grows hot, nerves on fire with the sincerity of your words. jon knows you mean it — you’re no liar. suddenly your gaze is overwhelming, and he feels the need to squirm under it.

you’re evil, he thinks. the worst to ever live. can’t you see what you do to him?

he’s brought out from his thoughts when the warmth of your hand leaves his shoulders, coming to brush his hair out of his face. you tuck the strands behind his ears, the dark curls protesting being moved. jon swallows, looking up at you.

he can see the smile you’re trying to suppress, and he feels his heart swell at the fact the sight of him is enough to make you smile. the knuckle of your finger comes to trace the underside of his jaw, just the way your lips have done countless times before. the thought alone is enough to make him shiver.

you get to the front of his face, the pad of your thumb coming to run along his bottom lip. the same lips that have been all over your body are now at the mercy of your touch, and jon wouldn’t ruin this moment for anything… even if lord commander mormont had returned from the dead & knocked on the door.

jon had tried to be still, truly. he should’ve been given an award for how long he’s held out so far. he can’t help himself, lips moving to kiss the pad of your thumb. they start to descend, trailing down the slope of your hand. he presses a final kiss to the inside of your wrist, before his hand wraps around it and brings it to his cheek. he uses it as a pillow, laying his head down once more & sighing, eyes fluttering shut.

you let the smile break free now, eyes gazing down at your lover, in all his content. jon deserves it all. the gentleness, the warmth, anything that you have to give, you offer to him. he’s been through hell and back, the scars run deep. and you want nothing more than to kiss each and every one, to replace the once horrid memories with the feel of your touch.

you eventually pull away your hand, & jon’s eyes are quick to open. you can almost feel the disapproval radiating off of him, which is quickly replaced with a warm feeling deep in his chest when you reach for his right hand.

you bring it to your lap, eyes fixated on it. both of your hands cradle his larger, calloused one. you run your hands along his, feeling every vein & knuckle under your fingers. his fingers twitch with the need to curl into your smaller ones. jon’s so busy looking at your hands holding his, he at first doesn’t see the way your eyes are closed. you’re mapping him, every part of him with your hands — trying to bury the feeling in a deep part of your mind so you never forget. and once jon realizes that, he’s inclined to never let you go. just keep you here, wrapped in his arms forever. you wouldn’t mind, would you?

once you’re done, sure that you’ve traced every part of him that you can reach, you bring his hand to cradle your cheek, mirroring how jon had done with your own not so long ago. you lean into it, relaxing into his hand.

it’s jon’s turn to smile now. it tugs at the corner of his lips, curving them upwards as his tongue darts out to wet them. is this what love is like? jon thinks it must be. to simply exist & be cherished by someone, to be truly adored & held close.

jon can’t resist the urge anymore. its overwhelming at this point, clouding his mind. he uses the hand on your cheek to pull you closer as he simultaneously pulls himself up, connecting your lips with his. he kisses you long & soft, as he gently moves you to lay down on your back. you’re easy in your compliance, putty in his hands; the one still on your cheek, and the other pressing to your waist as your lips continue to dance with his.

he pulls away, trailing kisses down your neck. your hands find their way to his hair, not pulling, just slotting themselves amongst the curls. once he reaches the end of his descent, he moves to place once more kiss on the underside of your jaw, before laying his head down on your stomach. his arms wrap around your waist as your hands scratch at his scalp in a way that’s divine.

& in the comfort of your arms, jon understands why so little men join the nights watch of their own accord. what is honor compared to a woman's love? what is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms? he understands now, able to fully grasp the concept of never knowing the tenderness of your touch — and it’s not a very pleasant thought.

in the back of his mind he remembers the duties you both have to tend to, but they’ll be fine, he thinks. they can wait.

#game of thrones #asoiaf #jon snow #jon snow prompt #jon snow imagine #jon snow x reader #jon snow x you #please guys i need him so bad #thought of this trying to fall asleep lowkey #i just want to cherish him #admire him the way he deserves #rip jon snow u deserved the gentle touch of a woman

[levi-lev]

spoilers for ep 182 of TSCTIR : "why are you upset now ?"

"When I turned around, Sung Hyunjae caught me. He pulled me right back, took off and threw away my hat, then put his chin on my head. You did this last time, and now again ?"

~translation by @sfstranslations~

#man just grabbed him like his comfort plushie or smth #yoojin describing the way sung hyunjae give him his hand as “gentle” #THEY ARE SO DOMESTIC #i can't bear it #someone please help me #sctir #han yoojin #sung hyunjae #jinjae #hjyj #tsctir #the s classes that i raised

[benkeibear]

Thinking about fearplay with true form Sukuna...

How he's hunting you down, acting like you barely got away just to give you a sliver of hope to escape, but right before you get to taste sweet freedom he catches you and makes sure you won't be running away again any time soon.

Your squeal of fear almost drowned out the smallest giggle that escaped your lips when he tripped you onto the ground and the way your pupils dilate and your heart beats faster makes him want to break you even more, mold you to fit him perfectly...

#Rhy sins ♡ #tw fearplay #true form sukuna #Sukuna smut #the aftercare would be divine too #the gentle side of him after engaging in things like this just hits different #I really need to work on this wip #someone scream at me to write it please