#( more cuddlessssss )

[orchestrahearts]

❝  you do make me happy,  it’s important you know that.  ❞ (loudnclearspot to Ivy)

fluff — @loudnclearspot

“I know,” Ivy said, “but it’s nice to hear it.” She pulled Spot closer for a kiss. It was different now that they were dating. They’d been spending a lot of time together but now that they were official, they were actually talking about how they felt about each other. It was probably dumb that they hadn’t done it sooner, but they had their reasons not to start actually dating until more recently.

[bloozz]

since you mentioned ayato's feet i have a request then/jk🥰🙏

— what if yan!househusband sees us like bleeding or wounded (gettin a scratch from a sharp toy, getting paper cut or accidently harming ourselves with a kn*fe while preparing a snack) but in our eyes we just need a few bandaids and aid kit and we will be fine but for yan!househusband he thinks we are in a verge of death now his gambling on whether to take us to the hospital and pay us for the most expensive private room or treat/heal us LMAO

bascally; his rambling and panicking on what to do and our ass is just looking at him unfazed and just proceeds to do our daily routine and then yan!househusband just see us not there anymore and he panicks more until we assure him that we are okay (maybe it will take 5 hours or somthing😭🙏)

we stan a overdramatic househusband

omg. I love this 😭😭😭 also thanks for the request bbg 😍also ill draw the ayato feet and post it in a few days

yan!househusband x gn!reader !! <3

: yandere, stockholm syndrome , blood, wholesome, hubby almost gets a heart attack, sfw , gn reader , papercuts ( reader is an office worker btw!! ) , reader is called "love" , CUDDLESSSSSS

just a normal day with your husband kidnapper just casually sweeping the floor like the malewife he is. you;re just sitting on the couch, looking though some documents when..

"ouch !"

the sound of a broom dropping echoed across the living room. he immediately ran over with his phone ready to call the ambulance for whatever happened.

"ARE YOU OKAY, LOVE?!"

"i-im fine— why are you crying?"

he let out a few sniffles and started to dial up the police when he saw the drop of blood and blood coating the paper's corner. you barely managed to stop him in time. he screams something about you having to go to the hospital because you're bleeding..

you try to tell him that you just need to get a bandaid but he block it out and runs around panicking and mumbling that you're going to need to amputate your finger ?! (why did you marry him again?)

he was rummaging around the house for baby locks so this would never happen again YOU WOULD NEVER GET HURT AGAIN— and by that time, you already got a small bandaid and cleaned your finger.

a few hours of panicking and crying later...

"dear, please just calm down... its 3 am and im tired... cmon.. you can lay with me..."

he stopped in his tracks and stared at you with tears staining his cheeks and fluttering his long eyelashes. he just whimpered and climbed into bed for a snuggle. his tense body slowly relaxed in your tight hold and calming heartbeats.

(little did you know hubby slept talked about how much he luvs u)

🌊---------------------------------------------🦈

sorry if its kinda short!! been having writers block lately

[yankstrash]

https://www.tumblr.com/yankstrash/722760726568124416/i-imagine-amelia-picks-gabe-will-and-ryan-up-from

Can we get a little blurb on this please

the whole team is out partying but amelia felt like staying in so she did. at around midnight, she gets a call from drew begging her to come pick his roommates up because they're piss drunk and annoying him.

"meely you know i love you but if i have to hear gabe say your name one more time i'm going to punch him." drew says over the phone.

amelia tries to hold back her laugh as she says, "i'm on my way."

she leaves her apartment in her sweatpants and one of gabes sweatshirts and packs an overnight bag, knowing she probably won't make it back to her place tonight.

once she pulls up to the party, she texts drew that she's here. within seconds, he's pulling his 3 roommates out the door by the collars of their shirts and tossing them in amelias direction.

"they're all yours, meely. sorry to throw this on you, but i can't take much more." drew says.

"i'll take it from here." amelia says, and at the sound of her voice, gabe stops giggling like an idiot with his friends and his head shoots in her direction.

when he sees his girlfriend, his face lights up and he sprints towards her.

"PRINCESS!" he slurs, and almost knocks her down as he wraps his arms around her.

"hi baby," she says, returning the hug. "you have a good time?"

"we had a BLAST! but i really, really missed you tonight." gabe says, pulling away to look at his girlfriend. his eyes are bloodshot and droopy from being drunk, and he looks all too ready to go home.

"i missed you too baby, now let's get you home yeah?"

"YOU! i wanna go home with YOU!" gabe slurs.

"you are, bub. i'm coming home with you. i just need to get will and ryan." amelia says.

"WHAT? no they can't come, they'll hear us having se-" amelia slaps her hand over gabes mouth before he can finish his sentence.

"gabriel perreault, stop talking. get in the car." she says, and he does as he's told.

amelia manages to round up will and ryan, shoving them into her backseat.

the 10 minute drive to their apartment feels like 10 years. the boys are LOUD and giggly and gabe wont stop reaching over the car to try to hold amelia, but she pushes him away and says, "if you want me to live another day and be able to hold you, i suggest you stop trying to grab me, gabriel."

he mumbles a "sorry baby", and finally she's pulling up to their apartment.

she's basically holding all three boys up as she tries to get them inside.

"gabe honey go to your room and get ready for bed, i'll be in once i get these two settled."

"but, but-" he says, grabbing onto amelia. "i want you to come with me."

(he's literally this emoji 🥺)

"i'll be there in a few minutes baby, i just need to make sure will and ryan get to bed okay."

he glares at his roommates for stealing his girlfriend (despite them each having their own) and sulks off to his room.

amelia takes will and ryan to their bedrooms and makes sure they get changed and into bed without stumbling and breaking anything. she puts water, headache medicine and a trash can next to each of their beds, just in case.

just as she's setting wills water down, gabe yells for her.

"MEEEEEEELS! HURRYYYY UUUPPPPPP! I WANT CUDDLESSSSSS!"

"GABE SHUT THE HELL UP SHE'S TUCKING ME I-" will yells back before amelia cuts them off.

"both of you stop yelling, NOW!" and they fall silent.

"sorry meely.." will whispers.

"it's okay smitty. get some sleep, i'll be in gabes room if you need anything."

when she finally makes it to gabes room, he's all changed for bed (stripped down to nothing but his boxers) and awaiting her to join him in bed.

"mmm, cmere baby." gabe says, pulling the comforter up for her to get under.

she smiles and rolls her eyes, climbing into bed with her drunk boyfriend.

"thanks for taking care of us tonight." gabe says and places a sloppy kiss on amelias forehead.

"you're welcome baby, even though you're all a pain in my ass."

[sunf10wer8]

Random thoughts msp X our skyy ep2 (2/4)

Fourth’s ear are more red than Clifford the big red dog

Gem is having way to much fun with this and therefore so am I

SATANG GIVE ME ONE CHANCE

Is it weird that I could watch these two argue for hours…

TIWPORRRR CUDDLESSSSSS

Wait… was that kajorn?!?! Cute

NOT MY SCENE IM NOT PREPARED

Gun looking up at Tinn with his stupid brown eyes has ruined me

STOP PLAYING CITY 😭

[i-am-beckyu]

Oomfie game!

Yay!!

-✨anon✨

GET YA BUTT OVER HERE!!!! ITS SLEEPOVER TIME!!! MORE CUDDLESSSSSS

Ask game here

[writers-worst-nightmare]

Louis with a stronger s/o

Ask: hello ~, could i request a beastars headcanon with louis and reader who is taller and stronger than him and is a liger. like their daily relationship lives or their lives on the academy?

A/N: I would love to write about our angsty deer boi! And also I am making a 50 follower special that I will post today or tomorrow so be prepared for that!

Word Count: 406

Pairing(s): Louis x reader

Warning(s): me trying to write fluff

Summery: the facts about dating Louis when you are a tiger

Playlist I made so you can maladaptive daydream

Louis didn’t like you one bit when he first met you

You where much like Legoshi

You where shy and quiet despite you being a tall, muscular tiger

But Louis knew that you where strong under all that tough skin (or fur if you want to get into detail)

I mean come on you are a tiger

But regardless he didn’t like it

the only reason that you guy’s started dating was a forced marriage between your parents to keep peace between businesses

yes I am bringing up old post, fight me

That didn’t work out to well at the beginning

But once he got to know you for who you where and you started opening up to him he started to like you more

You also got more involved in the drama club

You became the stunt master and Louis was happy about that

“Was that a good one Louis?”

”Yes my love that was great…”

Whenever somebody tried to attack him you would rip them apart

And he would do the same

Not like anybody would attack you though

He can’t reach a lot of things so he will do this thing where he looks at the thing he wants then looks at you

He would keep doing this until you get the thing for him

I can see you being the more responsible and parental one

Since no one dares disobey Louis and no one dares disagree with you

You guy’s are such a power couple

There will be like three pages on the news about the two of you

You two don’t mind though it gets annoying when the public ask personal questions

You are also friends with Legoshi and help Louis see the brighter side of the gray wolf

Haru takes a liking towards you since you beat up a bully for her when the two of you first met

Moving back to Louis

Louis would try to make you purr

And if he ever got mad at you he didn’t do anything bad he would just change the boiled eggs with the raw eggs

He also tried to give you a bath once

You didn’t like that a lot…

CUDDLESSSSSS

CUDDLES ALL DAY

Louis is touched starved so he wants cuddles all the time

If he doesn’t get his cuddles he will so angry and it is very funny to you

Since he knows he can’t do anything to hurt you emotionally or physically

So he ends up getting all pouty

He also likes being little spoon no matter how much he may be in denial

[nekoma-not-lee]

Alright so I finally got ideas from a certain someone for this day, so I’m gonna write now :3

@naegiriweek

Naegiri Week Day 2 - Work

Kyoko was looking through some files in her office, when she heard a knock on the door. She looked up from her papers, “Ah- come in...” Makoto came in with a worried expression, “Kyoko...don’t you think you should take a break? You’ve been working for three hours straight...” The detective waifu shook her head, “No...I’m okay, I don’t need a break...” The brunette whined, “Kyokoooooo! I want cuddlessssss!!!” The girl sighed, rolling her eyes at her boyfriend’s antics....tho she couldn’t keep herself from cracking a small smile, “You’ll get your cuddles when I finish my work.” Makoto pouted, trying to come up with another excuse for her to take a break. He then whined, “I’m hungryyyyyy!!!” The detective sighed, “You know how to make your own food, Makoto...” The ultimate hope pouted more, “Fine, if you’re gonna be that way and not take a break,” he walked up behind her, wiggling his fingers at her sides, causing her to jolt, “then I’ll just have to do this then!” He then pinched up and down Kyoko’s ribs, causing her to burst into giggles, “M-Makohohohotohoho! Q-quihihit ihit!” The boy giggled and moved down to squeeze at her hips, “Not until you take a break, Kyoko~” The detective giggled louder at the change of positions. She wasn’t really used to being tickled and didn’t like it all that much, so she gave in right away, “Okay okahahay! I’ll tahake a breheheheak!” Makoto took that as his sign to stop, “Alright!” He grabbed her hand to go into the living room to watch a movie, “Come on!” Once they had gotten settled in the living room, Kyoko and Makoto snuggled up close to each other and played the movie. It was a pretty lazy afternoon.

[btsvt-adventures]

Ice Skating AU - Opposites (sometimes) Attract

A/n: So, this literally took me eons to write, even though I’ve been planning this for a month smh. This is also literally stupid long god... .

Pairing: Jicheol (Jihoon x Seungcheol), Jihan (Jisoo x Jeonghan)

Warning(s): Nothing too major, lots of fluff, some drunk jihoon (drink responsibly kids!!!)

Word Count: 3,388

Want more of this AU? Ask me here!

Ice Skating AU: Introductions | The Beginning | Drunk (Almost) Kisses | I Have Faith | Promised Rewards | Secret Plans | Opposites Sometimes Attract

Jihoon wants to strangle Soonyoung, and maybe.. to an extent… partly, Jisoo as well. He knows, he just knows that it’s their doing that he’s been tasked with getting drinks with none other than the big, stupid, (cute) figure skater doof Choi fucking Seungcheol. He sends Soonyoung a quick text right before Seungcheol is meant to pick him up, threatening death by hockey stick, and his ex-captain just replies with a lot of winky faces, and a couple eggplants.

Asshole.

Jihoon’s already waiting when Seungcheol pulls up, and the figure skater has to resist the urge to squeal, because Jihoon just looks so fucking cute. He’s drowning in an oversized hoodie, with his blonde hair all tousled from the wind, and he just looks so tiny and adorable (not that Seungcheol would say that he doesn’t want to make things worse.) Jihoon’s ripped jeans however, leave nothing to the imagination, and Seungcheol is quietly drooling over the perky round ass he spotted as Jihoon climbed into his car. 

“Let’s go, I have work to do and I don’t want to waste too much time arguing with you over what kind of drinks to get,” Jihoon grumps, pulling out his phone to play some music game while Seungcheol drives, humming to some girl group song.

“I play that too,” Seungcheol piques, startling Jihoon while he’s scrolling through songs to play. “You’re much better at it though, I suck at games like that,” he mumbles, and Jihoon snorts.

“I hope I’m good at it, I’m a music producer; if I can’t match the beat to my own songs I better change careers,” he shakes his head, and Seungcheol reels from the information Jihoon just offered up.

Before he can ask anymore, he sees the supermarket, and decides to hold off his questioning till after he’s parked. He almost makes it too, reversing into a lot when he hears Jihoon humming to the song on the radio, and Seungcheol can’t hold it in anymore.

“What’s your producer name? Have you met any kpop groups? Who do you produce for?” he blurts, flushing red when Jihoon stares at him confusedly. Seungcheol flushes, quickly putting the car into park and getting out, plastering a fake smile on to try and hide his embarrassment.

“Well, I use Woozi, under the studio ‘Universe Factory,’ yes of course I’ve met idols, and I produce for Pledis Entertainment,” Jihoon answers quietly, suppressing a laugh when Seungcheol gawks at him for voluntarily offering the information. “What about you?”

Seungcheol’s brain farts entirely, and he just goes “uH oh right, well I skate professionally of course, but during the off season I teach kids back in my hometown, Daegu,” he stutters, and Jihoon nods, letting the conversation die off.

It’s not an awkward silence, but it is silence, and Seungcheol wants to keep Jihoon talking. He’d seen the way Jihoon had lit up when he mentioned his music, and he wants to see that happen again (he’s already so whipped what the fuck Choi get a grip).

“… box, yeah?”

Seungcheol’s so busy yelling at himself he totally misses whatever Jihoon says, and glances into their trolley to see a giant Styrofoam box.

“Uh…. Why do we need a styrofoam box?” he asks, staring dumbly at it while Jihoon just tsks.

“To keep all the drinks,” he deadpans, like Seungcheol’s stupid for even asking a question like that. Seungcheol shakes his head, plucking the box out of the trolley and putting it back. Jihoon frowns, raising an eyebrow when Seungcheol rounds the corner, re-appearing with a giant cooler box on wheels.

“No, no you gotta use a cooler! A nice big one to keep the drinks chilled properly,” he insists. Jihoon rolls his eyes, turning his nose up at the stupidly expensive box, defiantly picking up the styrofoam box again.

“This will do just fine! What are we gonna do with a giant cooler box after the party anyway?” Jihoon challenges, but Seungcheol refuses to give in, and Jihoon throws his hands up in frustration. “Let’s just get the damn drinks, we can come back to this shit later,” he grumbles, stuffing his hands into his pockets, and Seungcheol shrugs, leisurely following Jihoon towards the drink aisle.

They end up with more drinks than fifteen people can (presumably) drink, and not a lot of ways to carry them. Jihoon, as Seungcheol is quickly learning, is frustratingly (read: endearingly) stubborn when he wants to be, picking up the cartons before Seungcheol can take them.

He stops Jihoon from trying to carry his body weight in liquor and soft drinks, offering what he thinks is a kind, helping hand. Jihoon, of course, reacts in a way only Jihoon can react.

“Are you implying that I’m weak?” Jihoon snaps, glaring (or trying to) at Seungcheol over the top of the boxes. It takes everything Seungcheol has to not burst into laughter because he just looks so cute, but he manages to get himself under control.

“No, no of course not, but you uh… also can’t really see where you’re going, so I thought I’d offer,” he says delicately, and Jihoon makes an incoherent noise of assent, grumpily letting Seungcheol take half the boxes he was attempting to carry. They dump the drinks in Seungcheol’s car before they stand awkwardly next to each other, unsure of what to do or say, letting the silence slowly engulf them.

“Let’s grab dinner,” Seungcheol blurts, ears turning red before he can take it back. “I mean, we can get some food and then I can drop you at home, I mean- your house!” he yelps, and Jihoon stares at the figure skater like he’s grown a third head. Seungcheol flails uselessly, hands fidgeting nervously as he watches the cogs in Jihoon’s pretty blonde head turn, lighting up when the hockey player nods slowly.

“It’s not a date,” he warns quickly, ears quickly turning red. “It better not be, or I’ll kick you with my skates,” he huffs, turning away with a huff. Seungcheol can’t help the grin splitting his face as he climbs into the car.

“It can be whatever you want it to be,” he glances at the younger man,  praying he isn’t pushing too hard, watching as Jihoon sputters indignantly.

“NOT A DATE!” he yelps, smacking Seungcheol in a panic. Seungcheol bursts into laughter, as Jihoon glares at him. “For that you’re paying, and I want meat,” he huffs, chin pushed out defiantly as he dares Seungcheol to refuse him.

Adorable.

Seungcheol chuckles, turning to face the disgruntled skater, grinning wickedly. “Yes dear,” he coos, and Jihoon groans, head thunking quietly against the headrest.

“Fuck, I really need a drink,” he mutters, turning away and shutting his eyes while Seungcheol hums to the muted music. He glances at Seungcheol, drinking in the way the streetlamps outline his silhouette, almost contouring the lean, muscular lines of his arms.

God, he’s really hot, Jihoon thinks helplessly, forcing himself to turn away before Seungcheol catches him staring. He watches the street fly past, wondering idly if Seungcheol was genuinely interested or if he just wanted to rile Jihoon up.

“You’re thinking really loudly,” Seungcheol says suddenly, and Jihoon startles, letting out a surprised squeak. Seungcheol glances quickly towards Jihoon, who just shrugs, claiming he’s thinking about food.

Seungcheol laughs, wanting to probe further (because seriously, no one thinks that hard about food), but they arrive at the restaurant before he can ask. Jihoon practically throws himself out of the car, claiming to be starving, and Seungcheol snorts, figuring that Jihoon probably would be full after two portions of beef or something.

He should’ve known.

An hour later, he’s staring at Jihoon in mild horror as he polishes off his third bowl of rice, and his nine (and counting) portions of meat. Seungcheol’s only on his second bowl, and already his stomach feels like exploding.

 “How the fuck do you eat so much?” He gapes, and Jihoon shrugs, taking a sip (read: gulp) of his soju.

“Your lips are so pretty, soooooo prettyyyy,” he grins dopily, reaching for the soju again and pouring himself another shot. Seungcheol blinks, frozen in shock (and fear, because did Jihoon just compliment him????)

“W-what?” Seungcheol stammers, and Jihoon lifts a finger lazily, poking Seungcheol in the chest, eyes unfocused and –

Oh.

It hits Seungcheol suddenly. Jihoon’s drunk. Like, full on, giggling and cute and slurring drunk. He looks at the empty bottle of soju next to Jihoon and realizes that not only is Jihoon drunk, but he’s also this drunk after a single bottle of soju.

“Y-you,” he mumbles, eyes wandering before focusing on Seungcheol. “You’re so hotand mus-muscular is not f-fair,” he hiccups, giggling when Seungcheol’s cheeks flush. “Pretty too when you blush- take me home hyung,” he blurts suddenly, head flopping into his waiting palm. “Tired, want cuddles,” he pouts, and Seungcheol nearly goes into cardiac arrest.

He quickly calls for the bill, helping Jihoon slip his jacket back on. Jihoon clings to him, nuzzling Seungcheol’s chest, quietly whining for cuddles. He taps his card on the machine and tugs Jihoon out of the restaurant so he doesn’t do something he’ll regret later on.

“Cuddlessssss hyung,” Jihoon whines, pouting up at Seungcheol again and fuck, Seungcheol so desperately wants to kiss the pout away.

“It’s not a good idea Jihoonie, you’re really drunk right now,” he coaxes gently, trying to offend a drunk Jihoon as little as possible. Jihoon pouts even harder, clinging tighter to Seungcheol’s jacket sleeve, nestled perfectly into his side.

“No, no, no hyung need cuddles,” he insists, and Seungcheol sighs, giving in and tugging him to the car, heading to his apartment so he can at least make sure Jihoon doesn’t hurt himself while he’s drunk.

For someone so much smaller, he’s surprisingly strong. It takes him an hour to finally get Jihoon into bed, with most of said hour taken up by Jihoon insisting he have his required cuddles. He tucks Jihoon into his bed after forcing the younger to take some Aspirin, and flops onto the couch, sighing heavily.

Fuck, Jihoon’s so fucking cute.

The hockey player however, definitely does not feel cute. He cracks his eyes open and jerks upright, groaning when the movement makes his head pound.

“Where the fuck am I?” he grimaces, glancing around at the unfamiliar surroundings. “At least I’m clothed this time,” he sighs, peeking out the open door, trying to get a glimpse of whoever it is that brought him… wherever here is.

Did I get kidnapped or something dear god why don’t I remember anything, why the fuck do I drink alcohol– “WHAT THE FUCK CHOI SEUNGCHEOL PUT ON A GODDAMN SHIRT!”

Seungcheol jumps so hard at Jihoon’s exclamation he almost breaks something, and he flails, apologizing repeatedly as he scrambles to put a shirt on. (Jihoon half wishes he wouldn’t, even though he told him to because hot damn, ice skater boy is hella fine) Seungcheol, in his flustered state, desperately tries to not trip over the various pillows Jihoon had apparently kicked to the floor, but before he can shout a warning, Seungcheol trips on a pillow and tumbles onto the bed.

Right on top of Jihoon.

The air whooshes out of Jihoon’s lungs as Seungcheol lands on him, and he finds himself staring into the prettiest, widest eyes he’s ever seen. Their lips are so close they’re practically brushing.

Fuck, he’s so pretty, Jihoon thinks breathlessly, silently hoping Seungcheol would make a move, but the older comes to his senses and throws himself backwards, much to Jihoon’s disappointment relief.

“You’re heavier than a sack of potatoes,” Jihoon huffs raspily, still breathless, although he’s not sure if it’s from Seungcheol trying to flatten him or if it’s from the overwhelming emotion he’s trying to hide.

Seungcheol dusts himself off, mumbling something about getting ready for the party and making breakfast, disappearing from the room, and Jihoon sighs, grabbing his phone and texting Soonyoung to grab his outfit before meeting at the rink. Soonyoung responds with an affirmative, followed by more smirky emojis, and Jihoon contemplates Soonyoung’s murder for the second time in as many days.

He wanders out into the kitchen after a shower, wearing Seungcheol’s smallest clothes (which are still three sizes too big), looking around the spotless space Seungcheol apparently lives in. He turns to Seungcheol, who’s setting down some hangover stew and rice, and motioning for Jihoon to come in.

“What’s all this for?” he asks, grabbing the rice bowl and taking a sip of the hot stew, sighing happily when he feels it soothe his empty, growling stomach. Seungcheol shrugs, picking up the other rice bowl and loading it with pickled radish.

“Consumption and energy, but also I’m sorry for scaring you awake like that,” he mumbles through a mouthful of rice. “You were kinda drunk and I was worried about leaving you alone in your apartment, so I brought you to mine  hope that’s okay,” he frowns, swallowing and looking at Jihoon worriedly.

Jihoon laughs, shaking his head gently. “Yeah, that’s fine I should’ve warned you that I was a lightweight. sorry about all the trouble, and thanks for the food.”

Seungcheol grins at him, turning his attention to their shared bowl of stew before Jihoon inhales all of it (again). A ping from both their phones just as they finish, and they scramble to get ready before Jisoo beheads them for being late to his beloved’s surprise birthday party.

“Hurry up of Jisoo hyung will literally kill us,” Jihoon nags, grumbling when Seungcheol comes out of the apartment with the cooler. “Can’t believe you talked me into buying the fucking cooler,” he huffs, and Seungcheol just laughs, telling Jihoon to pull up the directions and tell Jisoo that they’re on the way.

 Jisoo, on the other hand, is a nervous mess. He knows he’s planned everything to the best of his ability, and there’s literally nothing else he can do, but he’s still scared.

What if Jeonghan figures it out?

What if they all arrive later?

What if Jeonghan doesn’t arri–

His train of thought breaks off when he sees his boyfriend walk through the arrival doors. He runs up to Jeonghan and literally throws himself in his arms.

“Hello to you too baby,” Jeonghan laughs, hugging Jisoo back equally tightly, lips pressed against Jisoo’s hair.

Jisoo sighs, pulling away and handing Jeonghan the flowers and the gift, excitement humming through his veins. “Happy birthday Hannie,” he grins.

Jeonghan lights up at the roses, pressing them carefully to his nose and sniffing delicately, handing them back to Jisoo with a kiss so he can open his present. He tears the wrapping eagerly, gasping when he sees the silver necklace nestled in the black satin. Jisoo beams, tugging something from under his collar.

“We match,” he murmurs, and Jeonghan’s grin gets impossibly bigger. Jisoo takes the box from Jeonghan, carefully taking the necklace and securing it around Jeonghan’s neck, watching as the necklace sparkles prettily between his clavicles.

“It’s beautiful, I love it,” Jeonghan hums, pulling Jisoo close for a kiss. “and I love you,” he breathes, humming contentedly when Jisoo blushes hotly.

He presses another quick kiss to his boyfriend’s lips, pulling away slightly. “Do you trust me?” he asks, Jeonghan nods immediately eyebrows disappearing into his hairline when Jisoo pulls a blindfold out of his pocket.

“In public? How kinky,” Jeonghan teases, laughing harder when Jisoo swats him huffily, but he takes the blindfold, securing it over his eyes when they’re in the car. His vision goes dark immediately, and it’s a little uneasy, but Jisoo assures him that everything’s going to be great.

 Seokmin’s (and everyone else’s, really) phone pings with another update. “GET READY!!!” he screeches, and everyone scrambles to get into position. Seungkwan yelps, rolling out the carpet so Jeonghan doesn’t faceplant on the ice in regular shoes, and they wait in silence, staring at the entrance eagerly.

 Jisoo appears with a still blindfolded Jeonghan, and they stay frozen in position until Jeonghan’s standing in the middle of the rink.

“Three,” Jisoo whispers to Jeonghan, who’s already itching to take his blindfold off. “Two,” he breathes, hand raised as he counts down to the surprise reveal.

“One.”

“SURPRISE!”

Jeonghan startles so hard he nearly falls over, and his eyes widen as he takes in the familiar faces suddenly surrounding him, gasping when he finally recognizes where he is. Jisoo grins so brightly, watching the emotions play across Jeonghan’s face.

“How-“ he stammers, staring at everyone who’s cheering and clapping, laughing as they celebrate a successful surprise. “You did this?” he asks incredulously, staring at Jisoo.

 “Yep! Happy birthday Jeonghannie,” he giggles. “I have one more surprise for you though, but you gotta put on your skates first.”

Jisoo knows Jeonghan can put on skates quickly, but he’s never seen anyone put them on that fast. It’s endearing, really, knowing how eager Jeonghan is for his second surprise. He steps off the carpet, spinning gracefully before he turns to Jisoo.

“Surprise, now,” he pouts.

“Still as demanding as ever,” a deep, husky voice breaks through, and Jeonghan whirls around, breath hitching as he sees someone he honestly never thought he’d see again.

“Ssaem,” Jeonghan breathes, vision suddenly blurry as he launches himself forward, enveloping the elderly man in a crushing hug. The old nightguard laughs, holding Jeonghan equally tightly, blinking away the tears clinging to his lashes.

Jeonghan lets out a sob, burying his face into his teacher’s shoulder, shaking from the overwhelming emotions. The guard takes it in stride, petting Jeonghan’s back comfortingly, and Jeonghan pulls away, still sniffling, but grinning widely now.

“S-still not dead yet I see,” he jokes tearfully, and the guard guffaws, smacking Jeonghan lightly upside the head.

“Still disrespectful I see,” he fires back. “Now stop your baby crying, this is a party so we damn well be celebrating,” he pats Jeonghan on the back again, and the figure skater wipes his face clean, nodding.

“Let’s get fucking liT!”

 The party winds down after a couple hours, with everyone either in food comas, drunk or exhausted from Seungkwan and Soonyoung’s games. Seungcheol spots Jihoon drinking his (hopefully alcohol free) coke, watching as Jeonghan and Jisoo dance and spin in a corner of the rink.

“So,” he starts, making Jihoon jump in surprise, but Seungcheol decides to push on. “So.. since we did spend a night together,” he pauses, and Jihoon turns to glare at him murderously.

“Die in a hole, thanks,” he hisses, taking a sip of his drink. “What do you want?”

Seungcheol chuckles, leaning against the barrier. “Go out to dinner with me. Like, y’know, a date,” he blurts, praying Jihoon can’t hear his heart thundering in his chest.

They both fall silent, watching Jeonghan and Jisoo perform their duet for Jeonghan’s old teacher. Seungcheol tries not to fidget, but he’s desperate to know Jihoon’s answer. The duet ends, and Jihoon turns to face Seungcheol.

“One one condition,” he says, and Seungcheol nods immediately. “Keep me away from the alcohol. I don’t need, or want, to remember me waxing fucking poetry about how pretty you are– “

Seungcheol’s grin is blindingly bright, and Jihoon feels his heart stutter for a moment. “Aw,” he coos, and Jihoon’s already beginning to regret his decision. “You think I’m pretty!”

“I  take it back, I don’t want to go on a date with you,” Jihoon grumbles, pushing uselessly at Seungcheol’s chest.

“Too late! I’m about to make a reservation for a BBQ place” he chirps, and Jihoon sighs defeatedly, playfully rolling his eyes at the figure skater.

Jisoo catches Soonyoung’s eye as he skates past, pointing at Jihoon huddled up with Seungcheol in the corner of the rink. Jeonghan raises an eyebrow questioningly, wondering what his deviously brilliant boyfriend is up to this time.

“Long story, tell you when we get home,” he winks. “Maybe I’ll even let you use the blindfold on me.”

Jeonghan chokes, and everyone else makes a face.

Oops.

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[b00bconnoisseur]

Lovely introvert with too much love to give. Huge cuddler. Always excited about their friends. Bored but with no energy to do something. Wants too many things (books and games) but doesn't have enough money. Unconditional love, tolerant and empathetic. Happy to interact and bring joy. But doesn't always know how to deal with people.

1. Yea thats true nzbxnzb tho that loves mostly given online cause its hard to give it to irl ppl if i cant talk to them lol

2. YES I LOVE CUDDLES!!! tho ive never actually cuddled someone but that doesn't matter shh YES I LOVE MY FRIENDS MORE THAN CUDDLESsssss

3. Yes

4. YES that's also me 24/7 ncjxbdh. I had 10bucks but jus spent 5.49 on a pair of earbuds earlier now im broke again rip

5. Yupityy i have so much love to give with lots left over 💙

6. Yes this literally describes my whole personality! Bzvxnzvb. Like earlier i went to this event at the library where u build an edible mars rover and u have to sit at this table with ppl and i wanted to talk but was afraid to so i jus talked to the librarian abt anime, movies, and random stuff

Ily sebbbbbbbbb *hugs u* ^^

[talk-to-mama-huntress]

Huntressssss? My apologiessssss for not vissssiting more often.... I have been bussssy trying to figure out my own domain within the realm. I am very glad to sssssee you again, Anna. How have you been? Hasssss Quentin visssssited? How isssss the ssssssnakelet doing? Doessssss he require cuddlessssss?

Anna smiles when she sees you, in fact her whole demeanor perks up. 

“Здравствуй, друг! It has been too long, but I am very happy to see you! You are okay? You tell me if you need help or if anyone bother you, hm?” 

“Quentin...I have not seen.” She looks crestfallen, her fingers moving to fidget with one of her rings. “I not know how he is...I miss.” 

[limpblotter]

Jamilton Cuddlessssss

Welcome to the encyclopedia of Jamilton Cuddles; observe how fuckbois can be softbois

The don’t you dare get out of bed at this ungodly hour Hamilton cuddle: Alex has a biological clock that wakes him up before dawn. Thomas is not about this shit. He wraps his leg around Alex’s waist and clings. Alex groans, tries to pry him off until Thomas lets out a small whine that literally brings Alex back to the bed (reluctantly) for five more minutes

The I’m trying to be mad at you, wtf cuddle: Alexander isn’t the best with words, Thomas gets peeved easily and goes into the silent treatment. Which is childish and So Ham fights back childishly. He wedges himself between the couch and Thomas’s back and hugs him from behind and starts to mock him “I’m Thomas Jefferson, look at me being all cute while I’m bitchy~” Thomas breaks because that was the WORSE Southern accent EVER

The No one is looking, my god I think I love you cuddle: There is a cuddle between when both boys are exhausted and particularly alone that they hold each other, Thomas cradles Alex’s face and Alex is face deep into Thomas’s chest. They literally stay like this for hours because they’re fucking hopeless but if anyone walks in they immediately shove each other away

The Oh fuck you’re smart cuddle: Thomas is in the middle of reading one of Alex’s favorite books, they start debating/disucssing points. Thomas totally gets into a point Alex missed (which happens because speed read) and Alex listens. Slowly laying his head on Thomas’s lap while Thomas is too deep in his babble (whcih is rare so Alex wants a front row seat) eventually Alex turns and presses his face into Thomas’s stomach because he’s actually blushy and giddy, like woah, you’re probably the smartest person I dated?

[ao3feed-thehobbit]

Cuddlessssss

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/33zOaTz

by LegolasLovely

bat anon asked: Since cuddly Fíli seems to be a thing right now, imagine just being cuddled up for bedtime but instead of only cuddling he starts to plant gentle kisses all over your neck (as far as it’s exposed) and being super shy about it until you press your back even more into his chest and then he just goes feral? Like proper hickeys and a few bite marks because you’re his now and people should see. Gotta love possessive Fili

Words: 360, Chapters: 2/2, Language: Esperanto

Series: Part 49 of Tumblr Asks

Fandoms: The Hobbit - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Fíli (Tolkien)

Relationships: Fíli (Tolkien)/Reader

Additional Tags: Cuddling & Snuggling, Kissing

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/33zOaTz

[torn-apart-hurricane]

1-92 😊

1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?

Yeah sure, why not 😂

2. You talked to an ex today, correct? I wouldn’t quite call it ‘talking’ since it lasted about 5 seconds but yeah sure

3. Have you taken someones virginity? Answered in previous ask

4. Is trust a big issue for you? Answered in previous ask

5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently? Nope

6. What are you excited for? There’s literally nothing to get excited for

7. What happened tonight? Not alot

8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted? As long as they don’t put themselves in a position where they’re in danger then go crazy

9. Is confidence cute? It’s attractive to a certain extent but there’s a big difference between confidence and arrogance

10. What is the last beverage you had? Coca Cola

11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust? One 😂

12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans? Yep

13. What are you gonna do Saturday night? Probably fuck all

14. What are you going to spend money on next? Most likely food 😂😂

15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed? Nope

16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months? Probably.. idk

17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything? It used to be my ex.. Now I don’t really feel comfortable talking to anyone about anything

18. The last time you felt broken? Before I had a nap earlier lol

19. Have you had sex today? Damnnn this is invasive 😂

20. Are you starting to realize anything? That people take me for granted way too much.

21. Are you in a good mood? I wouldn’t quite say that.. I’m more just content

22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks? Probably not

23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s? I don’t know..

24. What do you want right this second? Cuddlessssss bruh 😂

25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy? They have done, and it completely fucking broke me. They probably still are doing that lol 

26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color? Nope

27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh? I don’t think so 

28. What was the last thing that made you laugh? Some TV show I was watching

29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now? I don’t miss anyone who doesn’t miss me 

30. Does everyone deserve a second chance? I usually give people more chances than what they deserve anyway lol

31. Honestly, do you hate the last girl you were talking to? Nope. Hate is a strong worddddd

32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do? Yeah

33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda? Nah, I’m quite partial to fizzy drinks

34. Listening to? Nothing? At this moment in time I’m watching Netflix

35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore? Yeah course? Doesn’t everyone?

36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is? I’ve got a good idea 😂😂😂

37. Do you believe in love at first sight? Idk..

38. Who did you last call? My nan

39. Who was the last person you danced with? I have no idea

40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed? Because I thought I actually meant something to her. 😂

41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake? Last night

42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today? Nope

43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush? All the fucking time 

44. Do you tan in the nude? I don’t tan anyway 😂

45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss? Yes...

46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night? Yep 

47. Who was the last person to call you? Probably my nan again.. she seems to be my only bestie atm 😂

48. Do you sing in the shower? Who doesnt?

49. Do you dance in the car? Again, who doesnt?!

50. Ever used a bow and arrow? Yep

51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? No idea

52. Do you think musicals are cheesy? Not at all.. I’m a musical theatre nerd 

53. Is Christmas stressful? IT’S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME, OF THE YEEEAAARRRR

54. Ever eat a pierogi? A what now?

55. Favorite type of fruit pie? Probably apple.. boring, I know 

56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? Paramedic, or in the military

57. Do you believe in ghosts? Yeahhhh

58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling? All the time

59. Take a vitamin daily? Nope

60. Wear slippers? Nope

61. Wear a bath robe? Nope

62. What do you wear to bed? Pyjamas, underwear.. depends how hot or cold it is 

63. First concert? The Big Gig with Guides.. 😂

64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart? Anything that doesn’t cost me a fortune

65. Nike or Adidas? Nike

66. Cheetos Or Fritos? Can I just say Lucky Charms..?

67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? Neither?

68. Favorite Taylor Swift song? I have to pick just one?! White Horse is a fave right now.. it was Begin Again because it applied 100% to someone special but yeah, thats out the window now..or Red? I like alot of swift’s songs tbf

69. Ever take dance lessons? Nope

70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing? What future spouse? 😂

71. Can you curl your tongue? Yep

72. Ever won a spelling bee? Never done one

73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy? Yep

74. What is your favorite book? Oh god.. I’m a sucker for the Harry Potter books? But I do like All I Know Now.. idk, I can’t pick just one!

75. Do you study better with or without music? Probably without

76. Regularly burn incense? Nope

77. Ever been in love? Unfortunately 

78. Who would you like to see in concert? Lauren Jauregui, Demi Lovato, Ed Sheeran, N-Dubz

79. What was the last concert you saw? Roger Waters, The Wall (Pink Flloyd)

80. Hot tea or cold tea? Who the fuck drinks cold tea. 

81. Tea or coffee? Can I say both?

82. Favorite type of cookie? I have no idea....

83. Can you swim well? In the shallow end.. 😂

84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose? Yep

85. Are you patient? Not at all 😂

86. DJ or band, at a wedding? Both are pretty cool 

87. Ever won a contest? Not that I can remember?

88. Ever have plastic surgery? Nope

89. Which are better black or green olives? Neither.

90. Opinions on sex before marriage? You do you boo

91. Best room for a fireplace? Living room? That’s where they all are isn’t it?

92. Do you want to get married? When I find the right girl then yeah, sure