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gallawitchxx · 2 years

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please indulge in some wedding night hubbies as a palette cleanser after some raucous days of face-sitting lol. also also also, check out this sweet s3 sleepover fic by @tellmegoodbye which beautifully encapsulates today's theme!

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day 22: innocence for kinktober 2022 by @gallavichthings

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Ian’s threads his left hand into Mickey’s, and it feels as solid as the metal of their rings.

Mickey looks up at him with the same soft gaze he had at the altar. No doubts, no pain, just years of togetherness, stretching in both directions.

Ian sinks into his husband, and it feels like the first time.

God, he remembers when they finally fucked face to face, all blushing cheeks and slow kisses, after years of sweat and fast and kiss me and I’ll cut your fucking tongue out.

Their lips meet, and it feels like forever.

At fucking last.

#soft husbands are the best husbands #more wedding night fics please #(how are we doing kids? are we kinked out?)#day 22 #catch up by clicking this tag ->#dirty drabbles #all drabbles all 100 words all experimental #no plans just fun 🖤👻#shameless #shameless fanfiction #gallavich kinktober 2022 #kinktober 2022 #ian x mickey #bee writes 🐝 ✍🏼

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almond-tofuuu · 3 months

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Zayne Is so husband coded

Everything about this man just has such a domestic feel to it in the best way

Like he just has husband energy, I don't know how else to describe it but I can 100% imagine coming home to him after a long day of work, cooking together and cuddling up on the sofa, him reading a medical textbooks while I lay my head on his shoulder....

Like just simple, domestic bliss 🥹

(I am so soft for this man pls help- 😭😭😭)

#zayne #love and deepspace #zayne love and deepspace #husband material #zayne has such domestic vibes #best husband #i am soft #this man is gonna be the death of me #hes rotting my brain #i love him #this is a serious problem

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ingravinoveritas · 7 months

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"THIN DARK DUKE" I'M--

#michael sheen #welsh seduction machine #david tennant #soft scottish hipster gigolo #good omens 2 #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #I FUCKING KNEW IT #oh michael #looking for any excuse to touch David that he can find #best day ever #and of course describing David/Crowley as Bowie-like #you love to see it #bless his bisexual Welsh chaos #the androgynous beauty of David Tennant #amazing #ineffable lovers #i need to lie down now

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bioticbooty · 1 month

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not to be dramatic but i would die for kaidan alenko

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sukunasun · 1 year

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i always thought of dilf geto suguru loving skin-to-skin contact with his newborn baby😔❤ with the twins by mama's bedside as she rests from the birth days ago while suguru, shirtless, sits at a chair nearby, lovingly cradling his baby, who only has a diaper and a cap, in his chest looking at his family with so much love in his eyes

dilf nanamin too....skin-to-skin contact with his baby in the nursery as mama rests in their room hhhhhh why arent they real :*(

"we're not having a baby," you tell him time and time again. and geto just chuckles then, getting lost in the smell of your shampoo, in the lingering perfume by the nape of your neck, arms encircling your waist, and just...accepting it as fact. he's content with this. he's already got two beautiful girls who call him by the name papa, so why should he want more. he doesn't. he's sure of it.

then he'd pull back, looking to where his forearm rests against your middle, bringing his palm down to your lower belly and kinda...feeling the space there. wishing and wishing, that tug in his chest calling out to him, urging him, "what if..." he whispers, words caught in his throat, unable to say the rest of that sentence for fear of what might come next. your reaction, your rejection...would be too hard to bear.

and you know what exactly it is because you've seen the way he lingers just a little bit longer inside you every time he finishes, eyes staring at what's not there. lost in a daze, in his own world imagining his release taking root with hands splayed across your womb. for a second picturing you full with his child, glowing and resting under warm blankets, burrowing in soft pillows, waddling around your kitchen in the middle of the night hoping to satisfy a craving. he'll stop at nothing to deliver, not even if he has to make a drive out or if he needs to pay extra for same-day shipping.

you'd smell so good, feel so soft...my wife, my wife, my wife—is pregnant. she's carrying my child. he won't stop saying it, he wants it so much... and he knows you've talked about it, you don't need to have a baby now, had agreed that your parenting days are yet to be over anyway. of course, you'd want a little baby made up of the two of you, but the thought of going through a pregnancy is a lot. or at least, just for now. "its for the best," you tell him while on your tip toes, leaning in to kiss the pout off his face, "besides, we could still make babies, isn't that the fun part?" so he'll swallow it down. you'll seduce him, and the both of you will forget about it for the time being.

but his want only grows stronger. you'd see it on his face, in the way he looks at the pamphlets at the nursery when he drops the girls off, at the squirming little bundles in incubators and carriers, newborns swaddled in pink and blue, he stares at strollers by a display window and when they cross him by on the street, his fingers caressing the wool straps of a onesie at a store as he sighs fondly. "how cute..." he mutters, in awe of the detail and the craftsmanship at work, olive greens and navy blues with the cutest embroidered stitches of flowers and woodland creatures, "this would keep him warm...a warm portable boy..." he chuckles to himself, doesn't even realize the things he says, or that he says it aloud, but your heart clenches at the thought...would it be so bad to give him another.

and maybe you should have seen it coming, but the two of you weren’t the most particular when it came to protection, and by the time winter arrives, your belly swells and so do your ankles. “this kid doesn’t move or make a sound, i think he’s only kicked once the past six months,” geto says from behind you, his hands feeling over your bump. and you sigh, leaning back into his hold, about to nod off into slumber when he feels so warm, so comfy, relieved when he takes some of the weight off in his arms, lifting your belly up and keeping it there.

“you’re just looking out for mama aren’t you?” you coo, hand over geto’s and at that very second, your baby kicks and you both feel it in your palms. “im thinking he’s a mama’s boy," he laughs, can’t stop caressing where his baby’s foot had been. grinning wide, you admit to him something you already know, “you're gonna be his favourite...i feel him responding to your voice more, and he'll be just like you…i bet you’d been a quiet baby yourself…”

he's not geto when he holds his baby for the first time. special grade curse user or villain extraordinaire, but suguru...just suguru holding a baby in his arms while he gingerly feels the fine hairs, fixing the little cap atop their head, watching as a tiny fist wraps around his one index finger. oh, his heartbeat pounds when they gurgle and fidget, pulse jumping with sudden fear, before he calms again, smiling, cooing at them, a steady lup-dup, lup-dup beats through the cotton, soft and constant against his palm, trailing up his fingers, and down his spine. a life he holds onto. a life he's made.

#its geto day!! heres a soft one...#3 feb is the best day of the year...sunny celebrates her bday and so does her husband #anw will probably post more throughout the day but soz anon for ignoring nanami i shall post him sometime in the future but for now #this is a geto girls only event if ur not a geto girl go home #sunpiece #geto suguru #geto suguru x reader #jujutsu kaisen fic #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jujutsu kaisen hcs #geto suguru hcs #geto suguru fic

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pollyna · 1 year

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Mav and Ice's socks drawer is split perfectly in half: white or black ones on the right side, and colourful pairs with drawings of all kinds on the left. Nobody ever believes Mav when he says his side is the one on the right.

#tom iceman kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #icemav #listen listen let this man have a lil fun like fuck he has to wear white socks? fuck it twice he likes his own bc they're soft and fun #and yeah seriously who would even have the courage to go and ask to iceman kazansky to show them his socks to check if they are regulatory?#sometimes mav puts them on when he doesn't have any on his side and they almost feel funny bc they're almost to big for him and /so soft/#he can totally understand why his husband likes them that much #he and slider have an annual bet on who is going to get him the best pair until baby goose doesn't start to buy them too #it's the end of the line but they're pretty okay with it #married icemav #domestic icemav #top gun (1986)#otp: things get old our love is gold

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bones-of-a-rabbit · 1 year

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Reminder to hold ur sea monster spouse for six hours at the least every day. Reminder to cling to ur pirate husband for six hours minimum every day

#sea monster y/n #fnaf sea monster au #sea monster and pirate #fnaf sb au #pirate husband #pirate eclipse #fnaf eclipse x y/n #fnaf eclipse x reader #cuddly snuggly #hugging and holding #loneliness is best treats with some quality time wif ur pretty pirate robot husband #doodles #sketches #soft moments #sometimes a bitch just wanna b HELD OKAY

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ivyrosie · 2 years

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ⁱ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ⁱᶠ ⁱ ᵗᵉˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃ ˢᵉᶜʳᵉᵗ ʷⁱˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ⁱᵗ??

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evanbuckleykinnie · 5 months

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Buck was fifteen when he first explored his attraction to men.

He had never really thought much about it, the idea of liking the same sex. He knew people's stances on it, knew that he had no issues with it, knew that seeing a poster of Harrison Ford as Han Solo had made him feel the exact same thing he'd felt looking at the poster of Sarah Michelle Gellar as Daphney did. But, really, it had never been something he had time to give attention to.

Not until his mother made some comment about a neighbour parading himself and his boyfriend around in broad daylight. Her tone had held just enough barely disguised disdain that Buck had latched onto it, intrigued and desperate to get her attention. He'd never needed good attention before and it had seemed like a viable way of getting something from the woman. Something other than blank looks and dismissive sentences created to cut him down or cut him right out of a conversation.

It didn't take long to find someone. At all. He'd half expected it would have. But one trip down to the arcade he'd seen open up, on a sunny Saturday afternoon, had placed him directly in the path of Luis. His age, tall, the prettiest brown eyes Buck had ever seen in his life, killer at almost every single game. The connection had been instant, shocking almost, like sparks and fireworks. No girl had ever made his heart flutter with a smile before, but Luis seemed to have his pulse racing in seconds.

It had been a carefully constructed dance, as careful as two teenagers could be while in the throes of puberty and arcade game fueled adrenaline. Bumping into each other, offering to trade money and tickets to get them both the prizes they wanted, tanned fingers brushing over bruised knuckles, brown meeting blue in fleeting glances. Buck had never really flirted before, never really knew how to, but Luis seemed to ooze a charm that made it all fall naturally. The laughter, the knocking elbows, the playful banter.

They'd played for hours, game after game, until they were carrying armfuls of tickets up to the counter and pointing to their desired prizes. Without missing a beat or letting the silence drag too long, Luis had asked if Buck had wanted to get something to eat as they both admired their winnings, and he'd agreed instantly. He had a pocket full of money still and a burning desire to continue whatever it was they had both stepped into.

Fries and milkshakes had blurred into walking back to Buck's home with their pinkies linked, hands swinging back and forth between them. Luis had reached out with his free hand as they'd gotten to the gate, fingertips gently brushing over the shell of his ear with some passing comment about how they'd been bright red since they'd first made eye contact over the air hockey machine. Buck hadn't swatted his hand away, simply leaning into the small touch with a smile he had been fairly certain hadn't left his face for almost as long as his ears had been red. The night around them had been quiet, dark, a cool breeze rustling nearby leaves. Nobody around, nothing illuminating them but the light from his parent's bedroom window.

Luis had leaned in just after that, their lips brushing without really pressing. Bashful, innocent, clumsy, warm. Buck had forgotten all about the plan to bring Luis inside and introduce him to his mother with their hands clasped together. He had forgotten about how it had all started out as a desperate bid for a reaction, an experiment. Everything had melted away around him and the only thing he'd cared about was leaning in to chase the taste of chocolate and the scent of some god-awful body spray Luis had doused himself in before going out.

As first kisses went, and he definitely considered it a first of sorts, it was good. It felt natural. Easy. Luis' hand had found the side of his face, thumb gentle over his brow, and it had taken Buck far too long to realise he'd placed his hand at the right angle to gently caress his birthmark. His own hands, scabbed and scarred, had fisted the fabric of Luis' black shirt, and he'd held on so tight Luis had pulled back to ask him if he was alright.

They'd parted ways a minute later, Buck mumbling something about having to go inside, avoiding eye contact as he'd forced his hands to unclench and fall to his sides. They never exchanged numbers. They never made plans to meet again. Evan had simply left him standing, only turning for a moment to wave before pushing his front door open and disappearing into the darkness of his home. He'd peeked through the window before he made his way up to his bedroom, and Luis had stood outside for almost two minutes before leaving.

He never told his mother. He didn't utter a word about Luis to anyone until he was much, much older.

Eddie frowned, amused, as he pulled a strange looking magnet out of one of Buck's many boxes. They'd finally committed to combining the Diaz and Buckley households after a few months of solid dating. Eddie had been pretty adamant almost two weeks in, since Buck was already a regular in his and Christopher's home, but Buck had wanted to wait. Just to make sure Eddie had been sure. Just to make sure it felt right.

"Hey, Buck?" He called, pausing Buck in his attempts to untangle two pairs of jeans he'd chucked into a box without thinking to fold them. "What's this?"

Buck squinted at the little square of metal and plastic Eddie was holding up, blinking in shock a few moments later. Blue eyes met brown and a very small smile spread across Buck's face.

"That..." He dropped the jeans back into their box, walking over to take the magnet, turning it over to brush his thumb over the cartoon image of a cat and dog chasing one another. "Is a very distant memory from an old friend."

Eddie quirked his eyebrow, peering down at the magnet and then up to the red of Buck's ears. He reached out on pure instinct, fingertips brushing over the shell of Buck's ear, feeling the warmth there with mild amusement. Buck didn't swat his hand away, leaning into the touch with a small chuckle.

"Well... Now you've gotta tell me the story." Eddie insisted, soft and quiet, watching as Buck nodded.

"I will."

#i have feelings about bi buck #idk who you are luis but i hope you found yourself the nicest husband in the world and that you lived the best life ever #911 oc??? maybe #911 abc #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie #buddietime #evanssubparwriting #this is unnecessarily soft its 1am and im listening to my buck playlist #me writing about buck kissing a boy at the same age i first kissed someone of the same gender?? haha #anyway i love him #never make the mistake of asking a buck of any age before eddie about his feelings #luis you fool

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mad-aims · 6 months

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🤍🖤

#good omens #decided to draw aziraphale for a change and then was like he needs a crowley #can’t have one without the other #drew 11 years ago crowley because he’s so fine 😍😍😍#it’s the shoulder length hair ❤️#the best look on him imho #also the one i visualise whenever i read GO fanfiction #made aziraphale all blushy and pink #he looks so warm and soft 🥰#aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #mad-aims draws things #my art

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blushy-doll · 2 years

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I don't think some people understand how much i love Mitski.

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arsenwolves · 11 days

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david and aaron training in dubai, you will always be special to me

#davidaaron #aarondavid?#goalkeeper^2?#will always be my soft spot #the concept is just so good #aside from that #I #WANT #MORE #GOALKEEPER #TRAINING #VIDEOS #THEYRE LITERALLY THE BEST ONES #AND I WANT TO SEE MY HUSBANDS #I LOVE GOALKEEPERS YALL #arsenal #arsenal fc #david raya #aaron ramsdale

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ingravinoveritas · 10 months

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Saw this posted on Facebook earlier and now I absolutely cannot unsee it...

#good omens 2 #michael sheen #welsh seduction machine #david tennant #soft scottish hipster gigolo #jon hamm #aziraphale #crowley #gabriel #ineffable husbands #the parallels are quite striking though #i'm sensing a theme here #Jon Hamm does make the world's best looking third wheel though #on and off screen #lolz #can't wait to watch #good times

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roguelov · 2 months

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Your theme!!!!!!🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

Thanks 🥰🥰🥰🥰

#the soft pink is nice #and the vibe kinda turned into woman kills husbands #and lives her best life #ask #kpopgirlbtssvt

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icebrooding · 1 year

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i love them both so much i will never get over it--

#gw2 #gw2 art #eladus #dagdar #OH MAN TO BE IN LOVE BEFORE YOU'RE EVEN A FULLY REALISED PERSON IN THE REAL WORLD--#they are just so soft and tender they are always on my mind #best husbands ;-;

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xoxo-bunnydumpling · 7 months

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When I met Eli (back when he was just "Hot Librarian") I expected to sleep with him. We're both grown, it is what it is, not a damn thing wrong with that.

I did NOT expect to be woken up on a Sunday morning by him singing "Doctor Worm" to our daughter at full volume in the kitchen while he makes waffles.

REALLY did not expect a dance to go with it.

Best possible outcome. Truly the absolute best.

#hot librarian chronicles #husband material #my giraffe #soft boi #lyra's papa #best dad ever #im in love

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