Hello! I know this was weird, but I was wondering if you could write some prompts for two "friends" (m/m couple that isn't out yet) cuddling for the first time?
1) The first time was an accident. Stumbling home after a late night out and their flatmates told them to shut the hell up and go to bed already. They’d ended up in A’s room, squashed together on the narrow bed because neither of them wanted to sleep and let the night end yet. Instead, they stayed up talking, playing bits of music with a headphone in each ear to keep it quiet. It was only because it was a narrow, student bed that they were so close. Close was impossible to avoid. It didn’t mean anything. Neither did the fluttering feeling in his stomach when he woke up to find them a tangle of limbs, B’s head nuzzled under his chin. He wrapped his arms around him and closed his eyes again, pretending to still be asleep. It was early. Nothing wrong with that, right?
2) He’d imagined it more than he should - all sorts of excuses, mad things that he quickly shoved out of his head. Pretending to fall asleep, head on the other’s shoulder, deliberately stumbling just to feel the automatic way he caught hold of his waist to steady him with strong calloused palms. When it actually happened, it was with such an obvious ease and lack of deceit that it stole the breath right out of his lungs. B simply caught hold of his hips, dragging him across the sofa and onto his lap in the middle of the crowded party to make more space for someone to sit down. He felt like he should probably protest but he didn’t really want to and no one even glanced at them. It seemed impossible that no one even glanced at them, the contact had him electrified. And yet, as time passed and B’s arms remained snug around his torso, he melted and got comfortable.
3) “Hey - oi -” “You need sleep and you’re clearly not getting it on your own.” The arms clinched tighter around him, pulling back down on the bed. “I’m busy!” “So I’ll let you go in six hours.” He spluttered - torn between I don’t have time and the thought of six hours with him pressed against his back like this. Did he know? Was he cheating? And yet, all he could abruptly think of was how long it had been since he’d been touched at all, let alone held close like this.
It ended up more like twelve hours.
4) “Fuck, it’s cold.” “If you want to cuddle, you don’t have to make excuses.” “That’s not - I wasn’t-” “Come here.”
5) Neither of them said anything, they didn’t speak about it or plan it. But when the nightmares didn’t stop, one evening he simply caught hold of B’s wrist and pulled him towards his bed instead. Gently enough that he could pull away if he wanted to. He didn’t pull away.
HOW DARK WOULD IT HAVE BEEN IF ZARC HAD TO SEND THE YU BOYS TO HELL IN ORDER TO REVIVE AND THEN AFTER THEY DEFEAT ZARC HELL OPENS UP AND THEY GO INSIDE AND THEY DUEL DEMONS THAT CAN SHAPESHIFT AND MANIPULATE THEIR EMOTIONS EACH YU BOY IS LIKE IN THEIR OWN HELL WORLD AND SOMEONE HAS TO REACH THEIR MINDS AND DUEL THEM OUT OF IT
Who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling/vice versa Jefferson, Madison has had to open doors for Jefferson at this point, Jefferson just straight up walks into doors if madison isn’t there at this point because he’s so used to being treated like he can’t open them.
Who doodles little hearts all over the desk with their initials inside them Madison…and then Jefferson does something stupid and he scribbles it out violently in front of him.
Who starts the tickle fights Jefferson, who isn't very ticklish and doesn’t know the struggle™
Who starts the pillow fights Madison by just trying to shove a pillow over Jeffersons face so he’d shut up so they can sleep. But then it escalates.
Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile Jefferson, Madison finishes his work on time and takes sleep where ever he can get it Jefferson sleeps at terribly late times because he procrastinates doing his work for way too long. Anyways sometimes he will just see Madison asleep at his desk and he just…(see image 1 below)
Who mistakes salt for sugar Madison Thomas cries as he sees madison pour salt into his own coffee and then knocks it out of his hand.
why would he ever let madison experience this.
Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1 am in the morning madison and Jefferson wakes up with a screeching upset noise, because “I thought you loved me you horrible man”
Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines Madison and he will say them under his breath whilst working Jefferson will lightly chuckle sometimes before realizing he isn’t supposed to be focusing on madison but instead doing his work
Who rearranges the bookshelf in alphabetical order Jefferson who had a whole library full of books upon books he has to have them sorted because if he can’t find one then he’d be there for days trying to find it. Though they will argue over his organization Madison: why is Romeo and Juliet in the horror section. Jefferson: because it’s scary that people think that’s a romance plot for the ages..
Who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies Jefferson, Madison bakes all the time but he is on a strict diet because he gains a pound even looking at cake- meanwhile Jefferson has the worst diet in the world and doesn’t exercise and is in top body shape. But if you ask him to run even down a hallway he may faint.
Who buys candles for dinners even though there’s no special occasion Madison…He takes them out and Jefferson just smirks knowing how cute his partner is.
Who draws little tattoos on the other with a pen I could see madison writing notes on jefferson “do this at 8 get milk for the house today etc”
Who comes home with a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation jefferson he buys everything..everywhere its difficult to keep money in his pocket ever even though he has so much.
Who convinces the other to fill out those couple surveys in the back of magazines Madison pretends to be amused and not care but truly these determine their future together.
Scenario: (this for early in the relationship) the character doesn't think that they're good enough for their s/o, so they try to push them away, meaning ignoring them and not hanging out as much, but not considering s/o's feelings Possible quote: "Would you please just shut up for one second/once in your *curse word* life and listen to me?!" (cursing isn't mandatory); "If you cares so much about me, you'd let me make my own *curse word* decisions like the adult that I am./!"
:) This reminded me of Sans idk why.
Let me know if it made you cry, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
You had done something wrong you knew it. Sans hasn’t even looked you in the eyes for weeks. He made every excuse to avoid you even going so far as lying to you. It seemed that every time he talked to you lately he was lying.
You had cried yourself to sleep again last night. You couldn’t help it you had so much pain inside. Who knew that you would ever feel so much for someone? What would you have done the first time you saw him if you knew that this would be what happened?
After a few minutes of thinking you decide that you wouldn’t have changed a thing. No matter how badly this hurt there had been so many good times. You were convinced you had true love. Even if it was just for a short time.
But the time was over. There was no need to drag it out so painfully. You were going to find Sans and end this. You walked around town for a while. It was a small town and you found him sitting in Grillby’s. You walked over and sat down on the stool next to him. As soon as you were comfortable Sans got up without looking at you and began to walk out the door.
“Sans.” You reach out and grab his sleeve, “sit down we need to talk.”
Sans sat down without a word. He stared at the counter in front of him.
“So…,” you couldn’t do it, even after all the pain he put you through. Sitting beside him now, you just couldn’t tell him to get lost. “That is a really interesting counter there, huh?”
“Yep,” Sans got up again this time you didn’t stop him. “I have to go. I love ya, babe.”
He started walking away and you couldn’t help the next words that came out of your mouth. “Do you really?” Once the words were out you regretted them. You started something you couldn’t fix. But maybe you started something that he could fix.
“Why’d you say that.” He was still facing away from you so you couldn’t see his face but he had stopped moving towards the door.
“Because, Sans, you haven’t been around, you lied to me, you keep walking out on me. What else am I supposed to think except that you are done with me? You got what you wanted and now you are leaving me behind! What else can I think except that you don’t love me anymore! Maybe you never did-”
“Would you please just shut up for one fucking second and listen to me?!” Sans voice had cut you off and you were actually happy for that. Your words had flowed out of you and you never meant to say that much. Sans turned around and you could see how heartbroken he was. “I stayed away so that you would leave. You’re right about that. But it was never because I didn’t love you. I love you, I truly do. But you are- you’re too good. You are going to do great things one day and I- I’m just going to drag you down. Even now I’m hurting you aren’t I?”
You could feel the tears on your own face. You weren’t sure when they started but they were so hot they burned, you could feel every tear track they made as they fell down your face, and you couldn’t see much more than a blurry mess. But that wasn’t important, he loved you! He wanted to be with you. But he had made the decision to push you away.
“If you cared so much about me, you’d let me make my own damn decisions like the adult that I am!” Sans looked shocked that you had yelled, hell even you were shocked you yelled. You took a breath and continued, “I love you, Sans. If you do this to me now, where ever you think I’m going I won’t be able to get there. Because I’ll be stuck here. I’ll be stuck waiting for you to come back so that I can tell you that I still love you. Because I will never stop loving you.”
He just stared at you and you just stared back. You had said all that you could, you had poured your heart out and now you felt vulnerable and scared. You noticed all the monsters in the bar that had been watching you. But when you looked back at Sans you forgot all of them. He held out his hand to you and smiled. Not a fake smile that he normally used, but a real one. You rushed to him letting him pull you into a hug and wrapping your arms around him.
“I’m so sorry, babe. I love you.” In that moment everything was right, everything was perfect, and the thing was you would do it all over. A hundred times if you needed to, because this is home and this is always where you will need to be.
shut the fuck up. no. stop. stop trying to make non trans characters into trans ones. it literally makes 0 difference. being trans isn't interesting
Oh… Oh jeez, dude, you are late to the party. I’ve been so busy with work I haven’t done that is AGES. But I can see this means a lot to you, so you know who is just OBVIOUSLY trans?
She-Hulk’s whole schtick is a transformation narrative brought about by the miracles of science (specifically, changing her blood chemistry). She changes from a self-loathing, meek person who wants to please others because she doesn’t feel much self-worth, to a strong, vivacious, and happy woman. Unlike the He-Hulk’s “woe is me” narrative, Jennifer’s transformation is a blessing (especially once she learns to control the mood swings that come early in the transition) that makes her happier even if it doesn’t solve all her problems, and at times even causes new ones. Later on in the series she even rejects her old life entirely and loses the ability to transform back into her meek form, in much the same way most trans people eventually reach a point in transition when they can’t look back. Later narratives examined how She-Hulk herself has problems finding work while her hated old identity is still considered very hireable, and eventually She-Hulk is forced to run her own business on a shoestring budget and depends heavily on specialty work from friends. If those aren’t metaphors for a post-transition working life, I don’t know what is.
But I’m not saying She-Hulk is a metaphorical trans woman. I’m saying Shulkie is a literal trans woman. If you go back to her earliest issues (and I have), Jennifer Walters is weedy and tomboyish with sharp features. She and her father love each other very much, but have a strained relationship because of how “everything changed” after her mother died. Jen has very few friends, and none who seem to have known her longer than a few years—it was hard to get permission to transition back in 1980 unless you cut out your old life and hid most of your past. She-Hulk’s go-to color for her costumes is purple, the queer-coded color; more significantly, across her many (many) costume changes, she always comes back to purple with a white accent, and what is purple if not pink and blue? Now, I’m not saying She-Hulk literally wears a trans pride flag, but…
honestly tho it’s so fuckin weird to me that mirror has so many fuckin hits and so many goddamn comments, especially given how ropey the update schedule has been (and the straight up ‘yea no this gets updated whenever it gets updated’ in the author notes right above the comment box) like holy shit did i actually write something popular ???????
it doesn’t even have any fuckin smut in it, ffs
and then i spend my entire life waiting for the other shoe to drop, because me
hiiii may i request for gom+himuro+takao+nijimura finally making a move on this person who they like for years already but the only thing that stopped them in the past was because the person they like is soooo smart like really really smart (intimidating-kind) but she's actually kind and funny (it's just that people are afraid to talk to her because she has this smart mouth and sometimes sarcastic which can shut people up instantly) i hope this isn't too much for you >.<
Generation of Miracles
Akashi Seijurou: Akashi asks for you to meet him after school, under the guise of wanting to talk you home when in all honesty he had planned to finally stop being a coward, and to admit his feelings for you before it’s too late. His delivery is awkward and blunt, but his genuine feelings shine through, caressing your hand as he hopes you’ll forgive him suddenly springing his feelings on you.
Aomine Daiki: Aomine didn’t know why he hadn’t admitted to you his feelings before, seeing as he wasn’t one to beat around the bush, and he knew his feelings weren’t fleeting. The moment was quick, to the point so that he could gauge how they could feel before
Kise Ryouta: Kise approaches you with a bright smile and hands you a photo of him in a particularity classy outfit; at first you’re confused but he lets you know it’s an exclusive photo, just for you, that he had taken after his official photoshoot, and that he had even signed it for you. When you take the photo but say nothing back he asks if you’d like to see him in a suit like that in person, looking away when you finally get what the autographed photo meant.
Kuroko Tetsuya: Kuroko knows that he can’t hold back his feelings for you any longer, writing down everything on a note and struggling for a few days with the courage to give it to you. He eventually does but doesn’t stick around to see your reaction, too nervous to speak as he waits for your response.
Midorima Shintarou: Midorima can’t directly tell you his feelings but asks for you to listen to a musical piece that he had written, having you sit comfortably while he plays away while his confidence is still there. By the end, he admits he named the song after you, as the only way to cure his sleepless nights was to write music, and since you were the one on his mind, he had written quite a few.
Murasakibara Atsushi: Murasakibara’s mother had always told him that simple was the way to go, but he wanted to display his talents and what other way could he do that other than showing you a dessert? Writing out the quick “I Heart You” on the small cupcake, he shyly presents it to you, cheeks darkened as he considers heading for the hills before you register what it says.
Himuro Tatsuya: Himuro takes many hints from the American drama’s that he watches and decides to write you a love letter, neatly slipping it into his locker and hoping none of the awkward shenanigans follow; when you approach him with a smile, he feels at ease because at least you had enjoyed his heartfelt letter.
Kagami Taiga: Kagami hates the fact his thoughts can’t just be translated automatically to you so that you could know how highly he thought of you; eventually, he convinces a close friend to approach you and admit it for him, watching around the corner the entire time as he’s too nervous to even stutter it out himself.
Nijimura Shuuzou: Nijimura realized it was, at this point, an all or nothing effort and that he couldn’t possibly embarrass himself anymore than he had by being a pansy and not just confessing to begin with. His confession is, more or less, shouted in your face as he bows his head and thanks you for the many years of friendship you had given him.
Takao Kazunari: Takao’s confession was casual and perhaps a bit too subtle, as he had been implying for years that he had feelings for you but they had all soared over your head; he’s more honest this time around, mentioning that he had thought about dating you often, and asks what your thoughts on the matter were.
Imagine taking a nap in class when the teacher doesn’t come in. After you fell asleep, badboy!Woozi quietly walks up to you and takes the empty seat next to you and as you were sleeping, he became your “guard” that shoos away the people who tries to bother you and your slumber.
Why not? Hartbig, SFW, 900(ish)words, idk guys, all fiction.
New Year’s Eve 2012.
The cold New York air stung the cheeks of a tired Hannah Hart as she looked over the city from the balcony of her friend’s apartment. The buzz of the ‘New Years Eve’ party was muffled by the closed door that separated her from the other guests. Running a hand through her hair she sighed, watching her breath curl and disappear before her. Hearing the door behind her creak open she smiled, recognizing the voice that spoke.