Snuggles

[buckynats]

snuggle with someonespecial

What better time than these cool, crisp mornings or rapidly lengthening nights to jump right under a warm blanket with that irreplaceable person in your life? Even if you're not sleeping together - heck, even if you've not been straight with your feelings and you're not officially an "item" - there's nothing wrong with cuddling up. Grab a book, get some hot cocoa, turn on the TV (if you're in an era where the tube's available), or just enjoy each other's presence on the couch or in the bed.

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[perfectlyfine]

Even without a toxin in his body, there's forever an instinct telling him he's a bother, he's too much work, Jason doesn't want to be here and if Tim doesn't want him to actually leave, the way to make sure Jason's not driven away is to stay quiet and not impose. He could tell Jason he doesn't need anything, just someone to keep an eye on him, and he could work with that, maybe. He'd manage.

And yet.

He can't bring himself to say it, but he untangles one arm from his cocoon to reach out to Jason in a silent request for... anything, even just hand-holding.

[red_hoods]

It's not that Tim is a bother. It really isn't. This is just Jason being Jason, and maybe if they spent more time together Tim would know that about him- but they don't.

He doesn't even regret asking Tim what he needs, even when the other man reaches his hand out to him. He doesn't, because ultimately this is what he came here to do, and he's going to do it, even if he needs a little time to warm up to it. Okay, so yeah, maybe Tim was right. He needs to get his shit together.

Which he does, because when Tim does reach out to him, Jason eyes his hand for a moment, but then he goes over to the couch, crouching down next to it. It takes another moment for him to get more of his shit together, but then he slides his hand into Tim's, and reminds himself that this can't be easy for him either. It's not like he wants to be curled up on the couch, left with the worst possible candidate for this.

Jason knows that if it were him he'd probably try to deal with it all on his own, and that might be stupid, but he's so damn stubborn. At least Tim is smarter than that.

"How long ago did this happen?" Just so he can gauge the effects and all that.

[actinggrandmaster]

[She's probably as red as Dimitri is right now.]

Are you sure I don't normally wear clothing like this...

[perfectlyfine]

It's probably for the best for both of them that they're starting slow because even though it's something Tim's actively craving right now, feeling actual skin against his hand is... almost overwhelming. Not to mention awkward, honestly, because hand-holding is not a common occurrence for him. But god, there's a world of difference between the simulations of human contact he's been making for himself with the blanket and the cushions and everything and actually having a person touch him.

God, he's so pathetic right now. And so lost processing the sensation that he almost doesn't realize Jason's asked him a question. "Uh, a couple hours, I guess." He sort of lost track of time for a bit there.

[red_hoods]

Jason watches Tim closely, knowing just how overwhelming it might be. He doesn't want to overstep any bounds either, even though hand holding already feels very much like he is. But it's for a specific reason, right? It's fine.

"Couple hours. Alright." So this might go on a little longer. A lot longer depending on how much Tim got hit with, and Oracle made sure to tell Jason that it was a lot. That's why he's here.

"How are you feeling?" He looks down at their hands, and just how much bigger his is, wrapping around Tim's so completely. Tim is so warm to the touch- almost feverish, and he can't help but put his other hand against Tim's forehead, just to check... and to maybe give him more contact. Baby steps and all.

[udderchaos]

[ haru melted under those soft lips, returning the gentle kiss right back, as his arm moved to slip around reki's waist, and tugs him closer, so there really was no space between them. ]

You... can talk to me too... no matter what it is.

[rekd]

I know.

[ he works his hands down to haru's shoulders, careful. he doesn't know if any damage has been done anywhere else, so his fingers just slide for a second, his gaze watchful. then, they start kneading, massaging into muscle, careful not to bear down on bone. ]

You're all that's on my mind right now.

[asaviorshand]

I am absolutely certain!

[Complete and total honesty. He figures it's the best response, plus he wants her to feel good about herself.

That, plus he's suddenly got a bunch of pent-up energy.]

You, ah, you might even say that it being not your usual clothing that adds to the appeal. A change of pace, so to speak.

[udderchaos]

You know what’s on my mind right now?

[ he murmured softly, letting out a soft groan to the gentle touches, the kneading that Reki was doing for him right now. it was a good groan proven by the way haru’s face relaxed even further.]

How good your hands feel...

[rekd]

[ reki smiles softly. he figures it's a good groan anyway, considering how he can feel the tension bleeding out of haru's shoulders. he moves on to his neck too, squeezing into the muscle firmly. ]

Not bad, right?

[udderchaos]

If you keep this up, I think.... I might melt into your matress. Like a puddle.

[bitless]

[ Rin will deny, until her very last breath, wanting to snuggle. It's just not something she's willing to admit. But every time Haru's over, and they have privacy together, she naturally gravitates toward being in his arms.

Today is no exception to the rule, as she starts by leaning her head against him as they sit together. ]

[beheaded]

[ god, he loves this boy so much it makes him crazy sometimes. normally riddle wouldn't need a reason to want to peel some idiot asshole's skin off anyway, but there's a whole other high that comes from wanting to do it for reki; reki, who pulled him out of that dark and ugly place he built to hide from his mother, reki who actually thought the real him who learned to skate in pretty heels of all heights because that's just who he is, reki who's never let him go after the first time they embraced.

adam is the furthest thing from his mind now. the only thing riddle can think of and see and feel is the dumb, sunny creature right in front of him that adores him more than anything. he sees the way reki is eyeing his mouth, but there's one thing riddle wants to give him before letting him have it. ]

Reki... I love you.

[ he's going to look so pretty standing on top of off with your head, the most perfect board reki's ever crafted as far as riddle is concerned. honestly, he could be flying down sidewalks and streets on a hunk of cardboard. as long as reki has his hand, like he promises he always will, it's bound to be a good day.

riddle gives the other boy a squeeze, leans up, and gives him that kiss he's been longing for. it's long and warm and adoring, it feels just like true love should. ]

[greedalwaysworked]

“I don’t know. I am tired, I just-” he lets out a frustrated sound and turns onto his side, facing Wylan, hands folded under his cheek. “You ever just get a buzzing in your brain that won’t go away?”

Because that’s what it feels like to him, that unnameable thing that beats in time with his heart and spreads like electricity across his skin.

“Sometimes it’s like when I get still, something just screams at me to move. Can trick myself most nights... pretend to be sleeping until my body follows along with the ruse. But...” he sighs. “I dunno. Sometimes it doesn’t work.”

[razings]

"Yeah, I mean, it can be - hard to quiet your mind down sometimes." His often screamed all kinds of things at him but he kept it all to himself. He especially kept to himself how often the negative voice in the back of his mind sounded just like his dad.

Shifting a little into a more comfortable seated position, his own mind started to wander. "What are you thinking about? Might help to - uh - quiet things down." The rush of what they just went through probably didn't help either. Some were able to exhaust from it while others were wired. He knew all about explosions and Jesper seemed about to reach his own unless he knew which wires to disable first.

"Have you ever tried - no, nevermind, it's silly. Just talk. That might help."

[greedalwaysworked]

"Nothing." The word shoots out of his mouth before he can think twice, a default answer built to avoid showing weakness around the barrel. Except this is Wylan, and he trusts him, so he shakes his head. "Everything. I don't know, it's not any one thing, just...everything we've done lately. Everything we've lost... everything's changing. It has changed. I don't like it."

There were a million other thoughts in his head, all racing to be at the front of his mind, but there was no way he could make any of it make sense out loud, so he leaves it at that.

Except.

"What?" He asks, curiosity woven into his tone. "Tried what? You can tell me." Whatever it was, it would be better than lying here blathering on, right? Jesper hates falling out of control, and it feels like everything happening lately is all completely out of his grasp; his thoughts along with it.

[heraldingangel]

[ The sentiment behind Dean's words draw a slow but firm nod from him. ]

I made the mistake of not believing in you once. I won't make that mistake again.

[ Back during the Apocalypse when they were up against a wall, nowhere to go, faced with impossible odds. He'd given up. On Dean. Sam. The world. It was only Dean's endless love for his brother that saw them through to the end. ​]

I won't leave you to face your demons alone

[rekd]

[ how is he not supposed to smirk proudly at that? ]

I wouldn't mind. Then I could drink you up and keep you all to myself forever.

[udderchaos]

You'd want to drink me all up, huh?

[ there was a bit of playfulness in his tone as his hands slip under reki's shirt and rest against his back. ]

[rekd]

[ reki hums as haru's fingers slide over his skin. it makes his hands pause, but they resume their work again quickly enough. ]

Yeah. Always.

[udderchaos]

Well... they say milk does a body good.

[ how he could say that with a straight face was an absolute mystery.]

[rekd]

[ reki snorts and gives his ear a playful little tug. ]

Haru.

[udderchaos]

[ haru lets out a soft little laughter, leaning in to kiss reki’s forehead.]

It’s true though...

[rekd]

[ reki pulls a face. now he's got crazy questions burning in his mind. ]

Yeah, but— Is that something you can really do? Oh no, is this some kind of secret zodiac kink I don't know about?

[udderchaos]

[ P-pfffft! haru laughs a bit louder, leaning in to hide his face. ]

No, I don’t think so...