c'mere and let me cuddle you, u lil' shit.

[memeswearhouse]

the CUDDLE IT OUT meme

(or the SHAMELESS FLUFF meme)
The room you wake in is unfamiliar. The decor is red and gaudy, the pillows and other features of the room ♥heart-shaped♥. The bed is, thankfully, comfortable.
And there's someone in the bed with you. Are they male, female, or otherwise? A total stranger, or an old lover? Older than you, or younger than you? Well, no matter who they are, even if you would never dream of it otherwise, you're suddenly filled with an urge to cuddle the shit out of them. Right here, right now. And so are they, so that should work out just fine.

Let's be real. Sometimes, you just want to play fluff. Good old fashioned "cuddle up in front of a fire and snuggle like cute little bunnies" fluff. But some characters are ~anti-social~ or have ~space issues~ and it's impossible to get them to just friggin' loosen up, and building that kind of CR can take for-fucking-ever. So really, this meme is for all the shameless fluffers out there. Here's lookin' at you, kid.

HOW IT GOES DOWN:
- Comment with your characters, putting any preferences you have somewhere in the comment.
- Others will respond.
- Your characters, no matter what they would usually do or if they even know each other, will have the burning desire to smother the other person in affection and cuddles
- There is no thirteenth floor. There is no Miss Zarves. There is no RNG.
- Have fun.

And yes. This is totally a blatant rip off of that other meme, no harm meant. just some good old fashioned fluff.

Comments

[teenyoda]

"Then how about you talk to Peter and I'll talk to Deaton." Stiles didn't mind Deaton, other than the whole cryptic mysterious thing that most people who knew things seemed to always do.

[haled]

"That was what I said in the first place. That I'd talk to Peter and you should talk to Deaton." He shook his head slightly, eyes shifting back to the road once the light changed and he could drive again. "I'm not gonna shove Peter off on anybody else."

[teenyoda]

"You can shove him off a cliff." This was mostly muttered to himself, his fingers playing over the window.

[haled]

"I've considered he," Derek replied, his eyes remaining on the road as he headed to and turned on Stiles' street.

[teenyoda]

"Maybe you should take him for a walk near one of these cliffs. Just to help you consider it a bit more." He saw his house coming up and felt that wave of exhaustion wash over him. They hadn't slept long and Stiles was still needing to curl up and go to sleep. Preferably without waking up with a werewolf pillow.

[haled]

"I'll give that a try one day." He nodded then pulled over in front of Stiles' house. "Just tell me if you get anything from Deaton. You'll hear from me if Peter has any answers."

[teenyoda]

"Right." Not that he was expecting much, but hey, they might actually get lucky for once.

"Night."

[haled]

There was always hoping. Derek called a goodnight reply just before the door closed and he pulled off to head back to his apartment.