cuddle up

[memety]

CUDDLE MEME

what to do:
☆ post a comment with your character's name and fandom or preferences, if you have them.
★ use the magic RNG 1-12 to pick the cuddly scenario. or not.
☆ then cuddle it out!

cuddle choices:
① Sweet dreams It's been a long day and all you want to do is sleep or just rest your eyes for a bit. Hopefully whoever is close by doesn't mind if you use them as a blanket.
② Stormy weather The heavy rain, thunder and lightning won't be letting up anytime soon. Luckily, it's the perfect weather to stay indoors and snuggle up close and keep warm.
③ Lazy dancer It's the end of a party, or maybe it's only the two of you, but the tempo is slow and the lights are low. Let your dance partner take the weight and just sway.
④ Surprise attack Time to invade someone's personal space. Are they working too much and need a distraction? Maybe you just wanted to brighten their day. Either way, they won't see it coming.
⑤ Movie night It can be on the sofa or in a darkened theater, but you've got your popcorn and someone to settle against during your favorite movie.
⑥ I love you, man It's totally platonic, really. You're just very good friends, no matter what people like to think. But you just love your friend so much you want to hug them, whether they like it or not.
⑦ Jeepers creepers Welp. You were just frightened. Was it a spider in the washroom, a ghost in the attic, a bad dream? Either way, you're looking for someone to cling to right now, and who better than that person right there?
⑧ Hurt and comfort Whether you're sick in bed, just been dumped or suffered a traumatic event, you need someone to wrap their arms around you and make everything go away.
⑨ Sunday morning Maybe you just had a wild night. Maybe there’s just not enough space at your place and you need to share your bed. Or maybe you just got really tired and someone else happened to be there. Doesn't matter because now the person with you looks way more comfortable than any blanket or pillow. Drape to your heart’s content.
⑩ Moment after You just had incredible, vigorous sex (playing out is totally optional) and if you weren't a cuddler before, you are now. You're probably too exhausted to do anything else anyway. Just enjoy the moment.
⑪ Ménage à trois Or four, or five. Get a group and cuddle away.
⑫ Player's choice Pick one or make up your own!

coding taken from erotiquely

Comments

[coy]

[The worst.] You seem bored.

[ruthful]

[Only time he'll really leave the bed, to take care of Evera. Not leaving Allen alone for long otherwise.]

[bloodyscore]

Not at the moment, though I could just think of something at home.

I just keep blushing at how cute they are u///u

[fideistic]

I do hope you mean this and not the flipping. I suppose at the very least, I'll be much better prepared next time.

[He laughs, gives Fenris' hand a gentle squeeze before letting go. Truly, he found this all very enjoyable. As a young lad, he'd never appreciated the grace of dancing - but now, a bit wiser, he rather enjoys the calming flow of it, the rhythm and beat. Fenris made for an interesting partner as well.]

/hums "still alive"

[twinfangs]

['Hope' goes right beneath 'home', an easy pattern to follow. The rest follow suit, one word after another eventually making its way onto the page. Fenris takes his time and Hawke doesn't rush him. These are the words he wants to see, not meaningless letters bunched together in a book he might have no interest in. Perhaps she'll look through the bookshelves when he's out some day and make sure any offending tomes are buried in a trunk somewhere so he never has to be reminded of Danarius again.

She reminds herself to look for easier reading material for him to try, such as bounties or shopping lists, when she goes back home. Nothing deep for him to sink his teeth into but they'll hopefully work until he gets the hang of things.

The pen stills for only a moment at his last request. She taps the tip on the paper and then turns, taking his right hand in hers. He might not be holding it perfectly with how she rushes to keep his hand from pulling away, but it will do just fine with what she has in mind. She guides his hand to write the word instead, her fingers atop his through every motion and downward stroke.]

[bloodyscore]

[Allen doesn't mind Evera coming to bed with them either, sleepily paying attention to her as she pats at his face.]

[tsunderekun]

[GET OUT YOGI!

NOBODY WANTS YOUR OPINION!

And because Yogi is being really stupid again, Gareki flicks that very piece of popcorn at him.]

Moron, I didn't I already say they aren't even real?

[But Gareki is a reasonable kid man. He'll willing to make compromises.]

Fine, what do you want to watch then? [Please don't pick anything ridiculous. Like a cartoon based off on Nyanperona.]

[ruthful]

[Can't help but smile as he watches. It's cute :3c]

[tevintersdreadwolf]

[There's a moment of panic when he realizes what she means to do and he does try to free his hand, but the quill is pushed between his fingers before he can stop it. It sits awkwardly in his hand, pinched tightly between the claw tips of his gauntlets and looking ridiculously out of place. His hands were used to gripping swords bigger than he was, or ripping out the contents of mens ribcages, not guiding an inkpen.]

[But he finds himself directed none the less and he understands, in a way, as he draws the first line across the paper, why it needs to be his hand forming this word. It's not profound, or fancy, or in any way meaningful by itself, but in this context, it's a good word. His lines are heavy, drawn by someone who was used to force instead of subtlety, and they're a crude reflection of Hawke's own handwriting, her guidance showing through.]

[He drags the pen tip up, forming the 'u' on the end, finishing the word and committing it to the page. He can't help but scowl at it for just a moment, frowning against the side of Hawke's neck where he'd leaned over to pay closer attention. He's irritated by how it looks under the other words, but... it's his word. So he supposes it's fitting that it needs a little work.]

They're goddamn adorable, it's true. I blame Sebastian. And you.

[tevintersdreadwolf]

[Fenris answers that laugh with an amused smile, his arms crossing casually over his chest when his hand is released.]

I will do my best not to send you to the floor again. You have my word.

They'd never do anything of the sort!

[magerights]

[That shove makes Anders realise exactly who he had been touching and he opens his eyes to blink blearily at Fenris. Perhaps if he'd been more awake and without the wisps of deep sleep still clinging to his mind, he might have wondered what Fenris was doing here in the first place, or seen the sense in taking his leave now. But instead, the petulant part of his mind decides that he can't let Fenris get away with that and he immediately moves closer, sandwiching Fenris firmly between himself and Hawke.]

No, I think I quite like it here. Why don't you leave?

[sourwolf]

You sound a little like you're blaming me for that.

[ Everyone blames him for that. It's only indirectly his fault, but that feels like a terrible defense, so Derek chooses silence. Sullen silence, yes, but there's no growling or childish eye-rolling in it. Compromise. ]

tarvek/fixing the muses - clearly real otp

[deathraysanddingbots]

[She shifts a little, so she can look at his face more easily, and lays a hand on his chest.]

I know they are, too. And I know you'll find them.

[She really does believe it. They must be out there somewhere, and if anyone can find them, it will be their Storm King. Still, the thought of the six missing sisters, broken and lost, makes her feel a little bit ill. But if it's bad for her, it must be torture for Tarvek, and she turns her head a little to rest it against his shoulder again.]

You know that anything here, anything of mine, is yours for the search. For however long it takes to find them.

[constantsarcasm]

Not you. Your uncle. There's a difference.

[And he means that, and sits up a little to try and emphasize that.]

Because they are the three best buddies...

[promoteshell]

He was hogging the sheet and kept poking me where he shouldn't have been. [ Fufufu. ] He's lucky being kicked out was the only thing that happened.

Now come, we need to get this work done.

[sourwolf]

[ No no no no. The cold has almost entirely creeped out of his limbs, Stiles is not allowed to drain the warmth from under the covers again. Derek's arm shoots and and carefully (but with the sort of strength that should not be argued with) presses Stiles back down. ]

I'm aware of it. Not everyone else is.

[twinfangs]

[But the word still takes shape and that is the ultimate point. A bird can't fly before it learns to flap its wings and give freedom a try; Fenris can't read if he doesn't take the first step. By making every word he reads and writes a part of himself, some identifier, he'll only be able to learn faster. That's the point.

She won't deny, however, that it will take time and that it will be easy. The scowl he wears brushes against her neck enough to make his feelings known to her, even as he says nothing. Her hand closes on his in encouragement.]

That wasn't so hard, was it?

[Hawke turns her head and nearly bumps her nose into his, that smile practically engraved on her lips with how much she's worn it today.]

[constantsarcasm]

[Whatever firm expression Stiles had cultivated is immediately lost as Derek pulls him down; he lets out a startled sort of noise and settles back down.]

Yeah, well-- I do. And am. So don't think I blame you for that or anything stupid like that.

[It's the whole let's-kill-Lydia-who-totally-is-the-Kanima-even-though-we-don't-have-proof that Stiles has a problem with-- but he doesn't tack that bit on, because he doesn't want to alienate Derek further. Instead, he adds:]

You know, you could ask, I would have just come back down for you without all the tugging and forcing.

[professorwolf]

Though he was not used to seeing intelligent gestures and poignant looks from a cat, Lyall got plenty of them from other wolves. He paused and frowned down at Loki, his hand still on the god-turned-cat's back. "Come again?"

... that was a silly thing to ask a cat, who couldn't talk, and that time even he knew it. He tried again. "You can't possibly be understanding me, can you?"

[kugimin]

[Madoka gets comfortable on the couch as well, grabbing a handful of popcorn as the movie starts up.]

Can't wait to see this!

[notaonetrickpoodlepony]

[Of course not! For one thing there aren't really many other fire ferrets in Republic City You are his bestest friend ever and great guy to eat seaweed noodles with!]

[mascots]

[ NO NEVER THIS IS SPECIAL TIME WITH GAREKI!!

EVERYONE WANTS HIS OPINION BECAUSE HE IS KAWAII AND PEOPLE WANT KAWAII PEOPLE'S OPINION. kaythx.

Good thing that popcorn wasn't nearly as hard as a punch to the head! It did however cause the blond to blink a little in surprise. A pout slowly beginning to form at the end of his bottom lip.

Ladies and gentlemen we have a nonbeliever on our hands- ]

You don't know that at all! You saw the movie— those slugs only come out in the middle of the night! [ A little over-dramatic, but Yogi will use the full extent of his arms to wiggle them up and down, as if portraying the slugs movements. ] You have to be in a swamp area too like the rest of those people. It has to be quiet... and foggy... a-and— [ aaaaa okay he's making himself scared.

J-JUST DON'T MIND HIM AS HE GETS UP (shaky limbs shaky limbs!!) and finally moves to where the tv is located. Opening the glass shelf to the array of movies.

... Wow Gareki did you read his mind? ] I have a perfect movie we can watch!

[ AND TA-DA! It's hard to see the name of the movie but it sure does look... sparkly. Is that a rainbow, too? ] This one is my personal favorite! The Adventures of the Great Prince Nyanperona: Friendship is Very Magical!

4 /whistles

[weightofthesky]

[Don't get her wrong, Lenalee Lee is not an easy gal.

Despite the short skirts and long jackets stockings, she is a much harder nut to crack than most girls would be. She's always been on the straight and narrow. Keep your head up, shoulders straight, follow the rules. What would Brother think if he caught you like this?

Keep calm and carry on.

Which is why this is more than just a little daring, even for Lenalee.

(At least she trusts Dave. Some people would probably say it's a terrible idea, but she's also quite sure that Dave is experienced enough with iron fists and steel kicks to know better than to try anything... terribly stupid.)]

Dave.

[She's wearing a rather complicated contraption -- it's best you don't ask why; the thing had been easier to get into than it is getting out of -- that desperately needs to come off.

It keeps her back absolutely straight while she slides onto his lap and folds her arms over her chest.]

Will you do something for me?

[downtoearthpony]

[She'll apologize for that later, really.

Applejack can almost feel how unused to comfort Jappleack is and figures the best cure for it is just to provide as much comfort as she needs. Whether she knows it or not, Jappleack is family now, so Applejack is going all out for her. Get ready for a long lasting hug...]

10 ......... /)_(\

[weightofthesky]

[Crashing. Crashing hard.

That's a lot like what it feels like, with the bloodroar in her ears, making her deaf to everything except for the sound of her own pounding heart and his breath in her ear, almost in sync with her own. She can feel him beneath her -- still inside her -- with each rise and fall of his chest.

Warm, damp with sweat, slick...

He smells like skin (sex) and linen and leather, like a boy (man) who was struggling to stay ten steps ahead of the thing that's chasing him. Desperate, wild, scared... it isn't the Allen she's used to. (When had he traded his smiles that she sometimes hated so much for what looked like permanent worry lines?)

It's hard. So hard to see him like this.

It's why it's also important, so important, to kiss him like she does.

Deep and lingering and insistent. Like saying listen, just listen without saying anything at all.



There's no regret for what they've just done. Regret implies it was wrong.

It wasn't.]