The Hands That Hold Him

Azriel x Reader

Summary: Azriel never let himself be taken care of. Never let himself be seen. But as her hands combed through his tangled hair, as she held him like he was something other than a blade, he wondered if maybe, just maybe, he could let himself belong to her.

The scent of blood clung to him.

It always did after a long night of patrol, thick and acrid, staining the air as much as it did his skin. It was the first thing Y/N noticed when she stepped into their bathing chamber, candlelight flickering softly against the damp stone walls.

ahead, ahead

poe dameron x reader

summary: “We– You’ll never settle down, Poe. We both know this. And neither will I, as long as we’re in this.” Your eyes rake over his face, his eyes softly fluttering with hurt when he averts his gaze from you. “It'll never work.”

or; your fear of the future forces you to reject the man you love.

warnings: rejecting poe but we're not actually truly rejecting him (who, in their right mind would reject this man), talks of the war, of being scared of the future, extremely brief mentions of an injury, death and grief

tags: gn!reader, idiots in love, angst, fluff, celebration, kissing, idk man I hate tagging this stuff you'll see

word count: 2.9k

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lmao hey I'm back ig if this fic doesn't hit ten thousand notes in 48hrs I'm dipping again

It’s been a while since I felt MY HEART BEING RIPPED OUT OF MY CHEST just to feel it being smushed in fluff one minute later, and I’m so glad I came across this to remember that feeling 🥺🥺🥺 this is so wonderfully Poe that it is making me yearn for him like never before ❤️

I loved it so much! Thanks for sharing this with us

Baby Please Come Home

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: none

A/N: my first submission for Yvette @justagirlinafandomworld Flash Fiction Challenge: Winter / Xmas and I'm so excited to get back into writing world! My song was Christmas (Baby please come home) by Darlene Love and this was the result. Think I went a bit overboard with 107 words but hey, you'll forgive me! Enjoy!

The radio was on and while a festive song was filling the room, you were fixing the last decorations.

Only the Christmas's tree lights and a few candles illuminated the room.

You lighted the last one, sighing. With Christmas right behind the corner you wished Bucky was home, but he had been called on a last minute mission.

Nonetheless, a smile graced your lips: you did a splendid job.

Snow started to fall heavier outside and just when the song changed on the radio, a low chuckle reached your ears. "Is this all for me or…?"

A gasp and a big smile. You turned. "Baby you're home!"

This is lovely 🥰🥰 Bucky + one of my fave’s Christmas songs?? It’s like you are reading my mind and I love it! ❤️✨

JOE KEERY as Steve Harrington in STRANGER THINGS 4 S04E09 | “The Piggyback”

PAUL MESCAL Gladiator II (2024)

Adore you

Part of the Your Wish is my Command universe

A/N: Requested by @dameronshandholder 💖 thank you so much for sending one in! This one ended up being 700 words of Poe being a sweetheart (and tbh exactly what I need rn). I hope you enjoy this warm Poe hug 😊

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Solo!reader

Word count: 763

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If there was something Poe truly admired about you, it was your quiet dedication. You always knew just what to say and when to say it, your words carrying an intelligent and thoughtful touch. Even during missions, your first instinct was to praise your team and share the credit with them. "I don't need anyone kissing the ground I walk on," you had once remarked, prompting a playful roll of Poe's eyes. He respects your work, applauds it every time he can, but sometimes he wishes you would let others see how hard you worked.

Poe's wish came true when you returned from a week-long mission, one that had started with you sifting through intel at your desk and eventually leading your squad to investigate a supposed First Order station. Your departure had been a quick, hidden kiss behind crates, but your return was met with cheers and applause. 

Untoppable fluff. This snapshot is a dose of that praise and you-are-enough vibes we're all so fond of. It's a hug made of words. Perfect if you're feeling unappreciated or lost.

A hug made of words? 🥺🥺 this is literally my favorite comment ever received, thank you thank you thank you! ❤️I’m so glad you got to feel like that with my writing, making someone feel good is always my goal.

Thank you again for your lovely words, for reading and for sharing!