Everyone loves the Boyfriend Jacket, but what about the Husband Coat?
Diluc draping his coat across your shoulders because you forgot your own? Immediately looking the other direction to hide the heat coming to his cheeks when you settle into it?
Zhongli's thinly veiled swell of pride when he sees his coat around your shoulders? Savoring the scent of your perfume as long as he can for days after you've returned it to him?
Wriothesley's little half complaints about the chill in his office after you've taken his coat? Hiding how much he actively enjoys the sight of you utterly swamped in the fur and bulk of fabric?
Neuvillette having removed his mantle and stole in order to drape his robes across your sleeping form? His inability to completely focus back on his work after he sees how immediately you curl into it with that satisfied little hum he's come to enjoy so dearly?
current thoughts: letting a needy boy get himself off by rocking against your thigh, fully clothed, while you lay and read, play around on your phone, or just watch tv. but maybe you could coo sweetly at him and stroke his hair if you’re feeling nice while he pathetically grinds against you, desperate to cum in his own pants. he huffs and pants so prettily against your neck that it’s hard to ignore him
My maternal grandparents weren't perfect people, they made some questionable chocies in raising their children for one, but one thing I will always remember about them is just how much they clearly loved each other. My grandfather was a man of few words, and being the nonstop chatterbox that she was, there really wasn't any other way to get a word in with my grandmother than by interrupting her, but there was one conversation between them that I overheard, that I'm going to remember for the rest of my life.
It was the last christmas I spent with my family. I was sleeping on the couch in the living room because there weren't enough beds for everyone. The door to my grandparents' bedroom was open, and laying awake on the couch, I was eavesdropping on them laying awake and just talking to each other. I can't recall what led them to the subject, but what I can clearly remember was my grandfather saying:
"I remember the first time I decided that it would be you. You were out swimming at the lake with your family, and I remember looking at you and thinking 'that one is mine'. I would still choose you."
They were in their eighties, and had been married for more than 60 years. They had four children and a flock of grandchildren together. Rural finns aren't exactly people of grand romantic gestures, or vocal about expressions of love, and my grandfather was not the kind of a man who would bother with talking much at all - never saying a full sentence if half of one would do. That might easily be the most that that I had ever heard him speak all at once. But those are the words I will always remember.
How did Treasure Planet manage to come up with the greatest aesthetic in all human history? Victorian elegance plus space-age flair, with just enough dirt and grime and wear and tear to make it feel real? A combination of traditional and computer animation that perfectly embodies the movie's blend of old and futuristic? How does it get any better than that?
Mermaid Moon, Sun and Eclipse have a different visible light spectrum so they actually can see your lovely human stripes!!<3
You often would carefully trace their own patterns with your fingertips when any of them allowed you that close. And the sound of purring would always let you know that they don't mind.
But you never could really understand why their caress followed a specific pattern as well. It was interesting, as each of them always followed the same direction, their claws gently gliding over your skin when you weren't wearing your diving costume. You doubted they secretly agreed to mess with you in that way. Plus, their eyes followed some invisible path too... You could see their scleras dilate every time.