super fluff meme;

[broski]

 SUPER FLUFF MEME



It's what you get when you combine the Affectionate Physical Contact Meme with the general Fluff meme. Since they're both basically related and are involved with one another, why not go ahead and throw them together for the ultimate fluff situation? Here's how it works:

1. Post with your character with the character's name and series in the subject line.
2. Others respond.
3. Use RNG and enter 1-15 to pick a scenario.
4. Then use RNG again and enter 1-9 to pick which physical contact to use next. "Roll" this as often as you want.
5. Enjoy the fluff!

fluff scenario

1. Sick day. You're down with the flu or some injury. Whatever the reason, you're bedridden or at the hospital. Aren't you lucky that that special someone came to visit you?

2. Date night. You've made special plans to show that special someone just how much you love them and nothing can go wrong tonight.

3. Cheer up. One or both of you is feeling down and it's time to get out of that slump by either finding a way to distract yourself or talking it out with the other person.

4. Love confession. Your stomach is doing flip flops and your heart is racing, but you've read all the signs right, and it's time to let that other person know you feel the same way.

5. Special gift. Maybe it's the first time, or maybe this is the gift that really counts. Birthday, Christmas, or just a random present, you've been planning and saving up for this one and are hoping that special person will like it.

6. Last time (for awhile). One of you is going away for some reason (it can be as simple or angsty as you want it to be) and you may be back or you may not, but you want to spend the time you've got left where you are with someone special.

7. Pillow talk. You've just had fantastic sex (which playing out is optional!) and you're both content to lay back and enjoy a little bit of pillow talk or maybe go for round two as soon as you catch your breath!

8. Shared dessert. Whether it's because you're both cheap or you're one of those cute, lovey-dovey couples who love sharing desserts, the two of you are sharing that delicious ice cream sundae or cake with one another. Did some of it get on your partner's nose? Or maybe you want to go ahead and take a bite out of the cookie sticking out of their mouth.

9. Need a friend. You just want to hang out with the guys/girls and have a little fun.

10. I'm sorry. You had a fight with someone and now it's time to kiss and make up. . . or at least make up.

11. A moment at home. There's nothing better than enjoying a peaceful day without anything to worry about. Maybe you'll share a book with a friend, or just enjoy some tea and catch up.

12. Been so long. You're back after a long trip somewhere and now it's time to meet up with someone you've missed a lot and make up for lost time!

13. I'll defend you until the end. You're going to fight for that person and you're going to let them know it or show them, whichever comes first.

14. Pillow fight. You're both feeling the need to have some friendly horseplaying, and what better way than with pillows?

15. Wild card. Reroll, pick an option, or come up with something else!

physical contact

1. Hugging. You just want to give your loved one a warm embrace. Be it out of happiness, to comfort them while they're down, or just to give them something warm to latch onto, you just want to wrap your arms around them.

2. Kissing. Whether it's a peck on the cheek or a deep kiss, a kiss good-bye or a romantic kiss, you find yourself compelled to kiss the other person! Be as tender or as passionate as you so choose.

3. Holding hands. It's a simple gesture, really -- to reach out and take someone's hand. But that one simple gesture can convey any number of sentiments. What the sentiment is is up to you, but you find yourself reaching out to take your significant other's hand.

4. Carrying. Is your loved one hurt and needs a lift? Do they want a piggyback ride? Or do you just want to spare them the effort of walking? Whatever the reason, you're now itching to pick up your partner and carry them to their destination (maybe even the bedroom).

5. Dancing. Kick up the music, because it's time to dance! But no lone dancing allowed -- you need to have a partner! You can do whatever dance strikes your fancy. Personally, I recommend the slow dance, but you can do whatever you want!

6. Massaging. Did your significant other have a rough day? Did they get hurt? Or do you just feel like doing something really nice for them? Whatever it is, you're giving them a nice massage now. They'll feel wonderful in no time!

7. Tickling. Does that special someone feel a little tense? Maybe they've been frowning a little too much late? Or maybe you're just feeling a little devilish. Give them a tickle and see what happens!

8. Cuddling. Sometimes there's just no better feeling than curling up next to each other on a warm sofa. Hold each other, lie next to each other, fall asleep on each other -- it's all good here.

9. Wild Card. Reroll, pick an option, or come up with something else!

(stolen from various memes on memebells )

Comments

[teenyoda]

He hunched over a little as her hand moved up his thigh, his hand squeezing her breast reflexively. "No, no. I, uh, no, I'm not." No, he was so far from soft. But she was all kinds of soft. Soft and curvy and silky and tempting.

Testing out how far he could go, he moved his hand, swiping his thumb over the nipple his palm had been covering. Oh, that was a good response. The nipple budded up, firming and becoming something that almost begged for attention.

He whimpered.

[anticonvulsant]

And she gasped, grinning a little bit, stopping her hand when it reached the part where it met his hip. It wasn't fair, really, her sitting here with no shirt and him still totally fully clothed. So she hooked her fingers under the hem of his shirt and tugged on it, sliding her hand up under and onto his stomach.

Leaning in close, her face just a few inches away from his, she whispered.

"We can take care of that if you want."

[teenyoda]

Goosebumps broke out almost immediately when she touched him, his stomach flinching at the contact and his hand squeezing again.

Was this actually happening? Was he sitting here on his bed with Erica Reyes? With her shirtless and his hand on her oh god so soft breast? Was that her hand creeping in under his shirt, touching him? And had she really just made a mention of his erection and doing something about it.

He shuddered, eyes closing halfway when she moved in. "Oh, god. Yes. Want. Want so bad."

If this was a dream and someone woke him up, he'd punch them in the face.

[anticonvulsant]

It's hard to hide the hopeful edge in her voice, but she tried to anyway. There was that little part of her that still told her that she was ugly, and fat, and worthless and that this was all some kind of sick joke that someone was playing on her.

"Really?"

He wasn't the only one who thought, maybe, this could just be another dream.

[teenyoda]

He nodded, eyes on hers as he did. "Really." At that moment, there was nothing Stiles wanted more than what he had his hands on. Okay, maybe he wanted more of what he had his hands on, but that was all tied up into the same thing.

He leaned in, lips stopping just shy of hers. He didn't know why he'd be so hesitant to kiss her when he was fondling her breast, but it was, again, one of those things. Maybe she didn't want to be kissed. Maybe he had bad breath. Maybe she wanted his mouth somewhere else.

That thought had him sucking in a breath and letting out a sighing moan. At this rate, he was going to make a mess in his pants.

[anticonvulsant]

Oh. Leaning in, she closed the gap between them and kisses him.

She wanted that mouth all over, to be honest, but kissing would work for now. Her nails grazed the skin on his abs and Erica raised her free hand to put it on his face, brushing a thumb over his cheekbone.

This was something she'd thought about often, usually at night in the privacy of her own room. Stiles talked. Stiles talked a lot and a good portion of the time Erica had always thought his mouth could be put to better uses and, well, here they were. This was a much better use, and there were probably even better ones, two of which came to mind right away.

But kissing, first. Because kissing was awesome. Kissing Stiles was awesome, and she hummed a little into his mouth, sliding the hand on his stomach down to the waistband of his jeans.

[teenyoda]

He could feel the vibration of her hum against his lips. It tickled a little and made him lick over them, which in turn, had him licking over her lips. He got a good taste of her then, the effect of which was to have his cock throbbing painfully in his pants as he moved the useless and forgotten hand around to her back, pulling her in closer. It squished her breasts against him, his hand trapped, but happily so.

When her hand reached his pants, he shifted on the bed, trying to move himself towards her more but not really having the room or angle or... anything correctly aligned to do so.

Kissing? Kissing was great. Kissing Erica was great. This was going to go down as the best decision he'd ever made in his life. He should have offered her a massage ages ago.

[anticonvulsant]

Grunting as he moved her, Erica parted her own lips and licked right back, nipping at his lower lip. She pulled away slowly, then, grabbing at the hem of his shirt and hiking it up. "Off."

Her voice was breathless and kind of wrecked, and she felt a little dumbfounded. Her lips tingled, and she wanted to get back to the kissing, but she wanted skin against skin, to feel his body pressed against hers.

[teenyoda]

It took him a second to realize she meant his shirt and not him. He removed his hands from her (noooo) and grabbed at his shirt, pulling it off over his head and tossing it away. Both arms went around her again, though the one that had been fondling her breast missed the feel of it. A lot.

His mouth found hers, starting out with a soft, testing kiss, trying to keep himself up close against her so she couldn't really get a good look at what he'd revealed. He wasn't scrawny or fat, but he wasn't nearly at Derek's level of fitness, and she was around him all the time. So he was a little insecure. Shut up.

[anticonvulsant]

No one was at Derek's level of 'roid rage muscles, and no one should try, least of all Stiles. Erica kissed him back, a little less hungry and needy than it was before, and she pressed herself against him, crawling up into his lap and straddling his hips with her thighs.

She didn't think he had any reason to be concerned. He wasn't built like a linebacker, but he had muscle and she could feel it under his skin. It was lean and not too big and she liked it. She liked it a lot, if the way her hands were trailing down his chest to his stomach and abs.

[teenyoda]

She was climbing in his lap and he gave a violent, all-over body shudder. It was his body reacting to too much stimulation and he tried to distract from it by attempting to slide his tongue over her lips.

His hands were around her waist, sliding down her back and giving one quick, testing grope to her ass before they moved back up. Jesus, she was on his lap and kissing him and her breasts were naked and pressed against him and he was seriously going to come in his pants.

[anticonvulsant]

Erica let out a little squeak at his hand on her ass, body jumping slightly in his arms. That was playing dirty, and she retaliated by reaching down and giving his dick a grope through his jeans, moving them back up quickly to his face.

Parting her lips for his tongue, she snaked her own out across his lips, her kissing growing hungrier, needier. Like if she didn't get to kiss him as much as she wanted to now, she'd never be able to do it again.

[teenyoda]

Oh god, that wasn't helping. He bit her lip accidentally, a little harder than he'd intended when she grabbed him, a groan following the bite. He pulled back, looking at her with wide eyes full of apology. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. I just..." He'd reacted to the touch, the hand on him that had gone where no hand not attached to him had gone before.

Jesus, she smelled good. He wanted to bury his face between her breasts and just breathe.

[anticonvulsant]

Her tongue poked out and ran over her lips. He hadn't drawn blood, or anything, and she didn't even look mad. Maybe a little more wild, but not mad. "You don't have to apologize. Making out's kinda boring though, don't you think?"

[teenyoda]

Boring? This was boring? His heart was trying to simultaneously beat through his chest and crawl up his throat and she was bored?

"What, um, were you thinking? More massaging?" Why would he ask that? What was wrong with him? Why weren't his hands back down on her ass?

He was going to smack himself later.

[anticonvulsant]

"If that's what you want to call it. You should put your hands back on my ass."

She sat up a little straighter as she spoke, tossing her curls out of her face and leaning back on her hands. "Or, you know, wherever."

[teenyoda]

Oh. Oh no. Choices. Oh... she had a nice ass. He'd felt it and yeah, yeah there was good stuff there.

But she had a great set of breasts and he'd felt those too.

His hands lifted all on their own and moved to settle over her breasts, one in each hand. He lifted a little, giving a squeeze as his eyes moved up to hers, watching to see her reaction.