So I’ve decided to add some little fun with Anna and Kristoff as parents, especially when they’re getting interrupted by their children. Another meaning to this is when they want some alone time. Besides parents do need some alone time away from the kids. Again this was coordinated by me and @whitefeather79
1. When Laura was at least 3 and Charlie was almost 1, both Anna and Kristoff didnt mind spending time with their children. However, what they really wanted was to spend time with each other without any interruptions. So one night, while the children were fast asleep, Anna was finishing up with the dishes leftover from dinner. She knew that Kristoff was busy with his job and wouldnt be able to return home; therefore, she finished the dishes and went straight to bed. Later on that night, she could feel his rough calloused hands wrapping around her small waist. She knew that her husband was home.
Kristoff came home with a small bruise on his side, no thanks to the criminal that try to make a move with the pistol in his hand. He knew that it was a close call, to the point where he could have lost his life. So with that being said, Kristoff came home with such need to be with Anna.
“You’re home,” Anna said with sleep in her eyes, “you’re home.”
“Yes I am.” Kristoff kissed her from behind the ear, sending chills down her spine. “I will always be.”
Anna turned over and gave him a kiss filled with such need, sending him to the moon and beyond. She knew that the kiss was working wonders on him.
Sure enough, the clothes are discarded, followed a long hungry kiss filled with such need between. They both knew that this was going somewhere and they wanted it. Kristoff began doing his work, knowing that Anna was going to enjoy it. He knew her favorite spots and made sure that he was able to get to each one of them. She squeals with such delight, when he came down to her lower special spots. She knew that he was going to be that good.
They continued on having their special moment with each other, until they heard a knock at the door.
“Oh Go no…” Anna gasped in euphoria, once Kristoff was trying to finish his work with her. “Not now.”
“Don’t worry,” Kristoff kissed her fervently, “we can finish later.”
“Okay.” Anna breathes while she watched her love head for the door.
Come to find out, it was Laura saying that she had a terrible nightmare. She couldn’t sleep and wanted to stay in bed with her parents for the night. “C'mon, Laura. ” Kristoff carried her into their bed. “You can stay with us for the night.”
“Okay.” And just like that Laura fell fast asleep in his warm embrace.
2. Laura 5 years old
Charlie 3 years old
Elizabeth 1 year old
Kristoff was busy getting ready for bed, when suddenly he felt a small pair of hands delicately wrapping around him from behind. “What are you trying to do Anna?” Kristoff whispered, while feeling a kiss on his shoulder blade.
“Oh nothing.” Anna smiled. “Why can’t I kiss my husband?”
“Oh really?” Kristoff grinned, making Anna flush down to her toes.
“I just….” Anna began before Kristoff gave her a kiss allowing her body mold into his. Along with the kiss, Kristoff swiftly carried her to bed. They both knew that the need was great between them. She smiled with such delight, as Kristoff laid her down on their love bed. He knew that they both were really wanting to have a little moment, especially since it was past their children’s bedtime.
“So what are we planning on doing, then?” Anna giggled, while he hovered over her.
“Oh I don’t know,” Kristoff quirked an eyebrow, “maybe we could try something different once.”
“Like what?” Anna smiled.
“Oh I don’t know.” He whispered in her ear, making her tremble to his touch. “Maybe we could do something fun.”
And just like that Anna opened up to her love, hoping that they would be able become one.
They continued on showing their love for each other, until they heard a knock at their bedroom door.
“Daddy,” their both heard cries from the door, “Mommy, I peed in bed!”
“Hold on,” Anna called out just before they both were finished with each other, “Mommy’s coming.”
Turns out, it was just Charlie crying over his little accident in bed. He was scared about his parents being mad over him wetting the bed, but they both knew that he was having some troubles with him potty training. Therefore, they allowed him to sleep in their bed.
3. Laura 10years old
Charlie 8 years old
Elizabeth 6 years old
Robbie 4 years old
Antonia and James 2 years old
“Ugh!” Anna groaned out infrustration, after Kristoff shuts the door to their bedroom. Apparently the twins had a nightmare, followed by waking up the rest of the children and begging to sleep in their bed for the rwst of the night. Anna knows that the nightmare was horrible, but was more frustrated about how they were interrupted.
“You tell me.” Kristoff agreed while he settled himself back into bed. “They just had a horrible nightmare.”
“I know, I know,” Anna waved him off, “but couldn’t we just have sex, before the kids come into the picture?”
“I see your point, Anna,” Kristoff stated, while snuggling up to his wife, “but they need us, too.”
“I know,” Anna yawned, “maybe a weekend getaway would be nice.”
“That would be.” Kristoff lightly kissed her on the ear, allowing her to fall asleep in his arms. “Maybe Ma can take them for the weekend.”
“Maybe she will.” Anna yawned for one last time, just before her eyes began to droop over sleep.
why do you like the xmen so much?? i mean they're cool and all but so are the avengers
because the xmen are a group of oppressed people who are Constantly fighting for their survival and equality, while also fighting for all of mankind, the people who actively discriminate against them, when they really don't have to (unlike the avengers who mainly spend their time fighting each other or not caring about mutants). Their story of oppression is relatable to those who deal with discrimination and oppression in real life, therefor making their story all the more compelling. Not to mention, the xmen stories have magneto who is one of the most interesting, complexing and captivating villain, (if you can even call him that), in the entire marvel universe.
you can tell the boys have only grown closer and more comfortable with each other over the past months, and it’s just so nice to see their current dynamic. how easy going they are, sharing laughters, randomly touching each other’s hair, because boys should be unafraid to be affectionate with each other, no matter their friends’ sexuality. it’s so nice to think of all the lovely and fun moments they share, of how much they enjoy spending time in each other’s company, to think of how the bond these four boys who were just sitting in a bathtub at a party and getting high together when we first saw them together eight months ago has only become stronger over time
okay, so in the very early stages of the original beauty and
the beast, gaston was an aristocrat. that eventually got scrapped, but oh what if it didn’t
so say gaston is the son of someone very high up in the
royalty chain, someone who’s parents are important enough that he spends an
awful lot of time at the castle? and our prince adam isn’t really down with
this whole ~being a prince~ thing, he’s a brat, like so many other kids are
brats (but these kids don’t get turned into beasts by random witches, like i’m
sorry but i’ll never not think that beast didn’t get the short end of the stick
there) and so he spends the least about of time possible parading about with a
crown on his head. he likes going outside, like riding his horses and playing
in the woods, and all sorts of other things that make his parents shake their
heads and despair at the inability to have another child, because their son is a small disaster.
and here comes gaston, who’s older and more long suffering.
gaston in naturally dramatic, okay, he likes being flashy and fun and loud, all
the things the son of a noble shouldn’t be. so by the point he meets adam he’s
listened to his parents, folded himself up nice and tight into this quiet boy
who just doesn’t want any trouble. adam loves
trouble. if he can’t find it, he invents it.
so he grabs onto gaston like glue, and gaston is irritated,
but he’s the prince, he can’t say
anything or his parents will kill him. so he lets adam keep dragging him out
horseback riding and hunting and rock climbing and all sorts of things little
noble boys aren’t supposed to do. they spare, and no matter that gaston is
bigger and older he never wins, adam always ends up pinning him to the ground
with his arm to his throat and he’d more irritated about it if the prince didn’t
look so delighted every time he won. adam loves all the animals that he’s not
interested in eating, and gaston tries to point out that it’s a little weird
how thrilled adam is to take down a deer when two minute later he’s trying to
entice a wolf to come closer so he can pet it, and also holy shit adam that’s a wolf what’s wrong with you
adam loves his staff, the people who do their best to reign
in this little terror but don’t try that hard, because the thing about bratty
kids is that they’re rarely brats all the time, as an adult you swing between
wanting to strangle them and finding them so adorable and charming your chest
hurts. so mrs. potts indulges him, likes the way he’s only ever really patient
while he’s playing with her son chip when he’s snuck into the kitchen to beg
her for some extra cookies. lumiere and cogsworth are his tutors and spend more
time arguing with each other than teaching him, and he’s delighted by that.
and so adam is this loud, exuberant little prince who slowly
but surely picks at gaston’s barrier until gaston almost feels like himself again,
and adam doesn’t do what his parents did. adam doesn’t make fun of him for how
much he cares about his hair, about how he hates dirt under his fingernails. as
long as gaston keeps following him into dangerous situations, adam doesn’t care
about much of anything, and gaston loves him for it.
and gaston’s on the cusp of teenagerhood when he realizes he loves adam, the prince, this is awful
and he immediately has a panic attack over it, he’s to be lord and adam is to
be king, it will never work, oh, and adam probably doesn’t like boys, and – oh my
god, all those schoolyard taunts about him being gay we’re right this is a nightmare.
he’d freak out about this properly and probably go charging
to the castle to confess his love in true embarrassing 12 year old fashion –
except his parents set him down, pale, and say, “they’re gone, they’re all
gone, the king and queen were found dead and the prince is gone and now a
monster lives in the castle.” and of course gaston takes this to the most
logical conclusion – a beast broke into the castle, killed the love of his
young life, and now he’s claimed the castle for his own.
this is gaston’s defining moment okay, this is the point
where he snaps and never goes back.
he rebels against his parents, refuses to fit himself back into the mold of the
perfect son, tries to live his life like adam would have wanted him to. that
means being exactly who he is and damn the consequences. he focuses on his hair
and his clothes and his looks, he pursues hunting because it reminds him of
adam, because so much of their friendship took place in the woods, covered in
mud and laughing. he pursues hunting because, one day, when he’s the very best
he’s going to go the castle and kill the beast that killed adam. and his
parents are furious about all of this and they disown him in favor of his young
siblings and he just. doesn’t give a shit.
so he moves to the town, and everyone loves him, of course
they love him. he’s loud and arrogant, but – he’s not cruel. he’s beautiful and brings in more pelts and meat than any
other hunter and gaston doesn’t miss the days of being a young lordling in the
slightest. but girls keep throwing themselves at him and he doesn’t know how to
keep refusing either outing himself or hurting their feelings, so he goes to
belle. belle, who is every inch as pretty he is. belle, who is smart and quiet
and kind in a reserved sort of way. if there’s anyone who won’t judge him, it’s
so he goes to her, and tells her the truth – that he only
likes men, that he’s not interested in advertising the fact, and asks her to
pretend to be his lady. and belle, kind sweet belle, agrees. she does it out of
sense of duty to help those in need, because nothing she knows of gaston says
she will enjoy this. but she’s proven wrong, because gaston was raised to be a lord of course he’s educated, just
because he doesn’t really care about any of that stuff doesn’t mean he doesn’t
know it. and belle can speak with him like she can no other, because gaston has
more formal education than anyone else in this village. and to their surprise,
gaston and belle become friends, become the closest of friends, and gaston hasn’t
known this closeness since adam, although it’s different because he loves belle
but he’s not in love with belle.
and one day belle and her father are out traveling and
sudden snowstorm forces them into the castle. belle knows there’s some sort of
monster that supposedly lives there, but it’s either the castle for refuge or
dying of cold outside, so into the castle they go. and instead of a hideous
monster there’s adam, the beast. he’s rude and gruff and calls them twelve
kinds of idiots for getting caught in a snowstorm in the first place. he offers
them a room before sulking back into his study, watching the last petal
threaten to the fall from the rose.
the castle is so excited to have guests, to have a young
girl that may be their saving grace, and beast doesn’t know how to tell them
that he likes girls well enough, but the only person he’s ever loved is a
prickly, stuffy little boy who used to wring his hands together whenever they
went looking for wolves. the storm doesn’t abate, and belle and her father
stay. beast likes belle, likes how much she loves his library and the courteous
way she speaks to all his staff even tho they’re all furniture, and he wishes
he could love her, she is a woman that deserves to be loved. but he can’t.
back in the village, gaston has had it. the beast took adam from him, and he wont allow that thing
to take belle. he rallies the villagers and goes marching to the castle,
determined to save belle and her father, determined to kill the thing that
so they storm the castle and he and the beast fight. belle
and her father rush forward to stop the rest of the angry village men, and
belle is screaming at gaston to stop, that things aren’t as they seem. but he’s
mad with bloodlust, with revenge, and he’s about to take the beast’s head off
with his axe when the beast lunges and pushes him to the ground, pinning him
with an arm to his throat. and the muscle memory is so sudden and visceral that
gaston freezes and stares at the snarling beast and whispers, “adam?”
and the beast blinks, and pulls back a little, and goes …… “gaston!?”
literally everyone is so confused, but they only get more
confused when gaston throws himself at the beast and there’s a rush of magic as
the last petal falls and the spell is broken. gaston sees beast for who he
really is, loves him wholly and completely in the way only children can, and
the curse is broken.
so gaston goes from having the beast in his arms to having a
man, and he kisses him, outing himself in front of the whole village and not
caring in the slightest. “i’ve missed you,” adam says, reaching out a hand to
cup gaston’s cheek.
his staff are people again, and the cloud of darkness that
had fallen over the castle is lifted. the old and irritable third cousin twice
removed who’d been running the country is more than happy to hand it back over
to adam, so happy in fact that he doesn’t question anything about this
incredibly weird situation.
gaston and adam were children with a children’s love, but as
adam gets his castle and kingdom up and running again, gaston is there. and
their love deepens, and strengthens, and becomes something much more real and
true than it ever was before. and gaston knows he can’t keep this, that adam
will need to take a queen and gaston won’t be able to be with him after that.
except no one told adam that, because he goes to belle who
just, never left the castle because she likes it and it likes her and her two
favorite people are here. and also they’ll pry her from that library over her
dead body. “hey,” adam says, “so, i’m kind of the king now.”
“i noticed,” belle answers, and doesn’t look up from her
adam considers closing it, but also considers that he likes
his hands attached to his wrists. “want to get married? we’ll need to produce
an heir or two, but beyond that you’ll get all the books you want and a whole
country to boss around.” one of the things adam had quickly learned was that
belle loved bossing people around.
belle doesn’t look up from her book. he hadn’t honestly
expected her too. “okay. I’m dating plumette. im going to keep doing that.”
“nice,” he says, because plumette is a lot prettier now that
she isn’t a feather duster.
so adam find gaston and tells him that he’s marrying belle,
and gaston’s whole heart breaks but it makes sense, adam and belle make sense
together, and he wishes he could make himself hate either of them but he can’t
because he loves them both. but then adam is talking about how belle will have
the rooms next to theirs, and gaston should probably stop paying rent for his
house in the village, he lives in a literal palace, come on now.
and gaston figures out that adam is planning to stay with him, that belle is his wife and queen in name only and and gaston will
continue to be the one in his heart and in his bed. adam is talking about how
they all really need to sit down and do something about the redistribution of
tax revenue, and they should probably do it before the wedding because
otherwise their subjects will only show up to throw fruit at them. gaston cuts
him off by pressing his king and love of his life against the wall and kissing
cogsworth and lumiere walk by and pause mid-argument to wolf
whistle at them before continuing on their way. gaston and adam end up having
to hold each other up as they laugh so hard they can’t breath.
Lena comes to game night and is so quiet and soft and unimposing because casual friendship, people spending time together just because they like each other, is still such a foreign concept to her that she’s desperate not to screw it up. And she does a good job at staying soft and subdued for almost the entire night until they pull out monopoly, and no amount of careful subservience can erase a lifetime of Luthor training. within thirty minutes she owns half the board, draining every other player of their money with a quiet ruthlessness until the moment Kara lands on her most expensive property and looks at it in a sad sort of way, and Lena realizes she doesn’t have enough money to pay.
Kara looks up at her then with that same sad look, earning a groan of disapproval from alex, and Lena isn’t even aware of the words until she’s already said them: “don’t worry about it,” she says, and alex groans even louder, “today is customer appreciation day.”
“Kara, you know it’s cheating when you do that,” Alex complains, but Kara just holds her nose up snootily.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she says, and Lena is just starting to realize that maybe she got played when Kara leans over and wraps her in a hug and suddenly all Lena can focus on is how good it feels to be wrapped up like that, how nice Kara smells, how warm she is, how her arms are running up and down her back and she vaguely hears alex grumble “Watch your money,” but all Lena really cares about watching is Kara’s beaming smile as she pulls back before shouting that it’s Winn’s turn.
And if maybe she notices her stack of money has gotten a little smaller, or that Kara suddenly has enough money to pay for a property she couldn’t previously afford, Lena thinks nothing of it.
Kara could take everything Lena has for all she cares if it meant she’d keep holding her hand and smiling at her like that.
I am loving the top 10 lists!! Can you please do one that is like "top 10 vacation/travel stories"
Top 10 Vacation/Travel Stories:
10) The first time they go to Thailand to visit Phichit, they
both try and speak as much Thai as they can to practice the language and be
polite. The only problem is is that Viktor speaks about three words of actual Thai and
the rest of his technique is just have a go and learn along the way and Yuuri
has a really, really strong accent when he speaks Thai so Phichit spends the whole trip just laughing at
both of them
9) Once when they were sunbathing on the beach Viktor fell
asleep by accident and got sunglass tan lines burned onto his face and refused
to come out of the house for days until they faded
8) Once during the NHK Trophy, Chris and Phichit were skating
in it and Viktor and Yuuri had come to cheer them on and before the competition
they went out to get food together. Since they were in Japan they all made sure to go to a café that
was absolutely filled with posters of Yuuri just to watch him slowly die of embarrassment
7) On Viktor’s first visit to Japan he stayed in the onsen
so long that Yuuri was concerned he had drowned because he decided that hot
springs were the best things on earth and he never wanted to leave
6) During Yuuri’s first trip to Russia he met some of Viktor’s
neighbours and they were all really nice but whenever he saw them gossiping in
the halls of the building when he walked past he noticed they kept using the same phrase all the time before looking over at him and
smiling and laughing. He got kind of self-conscious and worried that they were laughing at him or
saying he wasn’t worthy of Viktor or something. When he repeated the phrase to
Viktor it turned out that all of Viktor’s neighbours in his apartment block had
taken to calling Yuuri ‘Viktor’s attractive foreign boyfriend’ and were usually
gossiping about how lucky Viktor was whenever Yuuri walked by
5) The one I mentioned in a previous top ten about them both
being on a long haul flight and Yuuri slept for the entire 15 hours and
felt great and Viktor couldn’t sleep at all and got bored out of his mind
because his boyfriend was asleep and not paying him any attention
4) Once Viktor and Yuuri both went back to Detroit for a
Skate Club reunion for Yuuri and all the skaters there spent the entire time
gawking at Viktor because A) Yuuri somehow managed to bag himself the Living
Legend and they were all very jealous/impressed and B ) They all remembered how
Yuuri used to be hell bent on beating Viktor and then the next time they see
him he has a ring and they spend the entire time calling each other pet names
and holding hands and generally being the cutest couple ever
3) The first time they visit Chris in Switzerland, Yuuri
secretly practices French because it’s what he always hears Viktor and Chris
talking in and he doesn’t want to sound ignorant or feel left out even though
Viktor had already promised to translate if need be. But then they arrived and
everyone was talking in German and Yuuri was like ‘what?’. And then they
travelled somewhere else and everyone was talking in Italian and Yuuri was like
‘what???’ And then they finally went to the French speaking part of Switzerland
but Chris offhandedly mentioned that there was also Romansh as another official
language and Yuuri was like ‘help, I’m not multilingual enough for this’.
2) On Yuuri’s first trip to Russia he finally got to
experience the dubious joy of Viktor’s driving which mainly consisted of him
hanging on for dear life in the passenger seat like ‘we’re going to die, we’re going to die, Viktor I DON’T WANT
TO DIE IN A PINK CONVERTIBLE’
1) Once Viktor and Yuuri were walking around Tokyo on a trip
and lots of people were looking at them and Yuuri was just like ‘oh Viktor,
look how many people are looking at you! There must be a lot of skating fans
here.’ And Viktor was just sort of side-eyeing him like, ‘Yuuri do you think
they’re looking at me, the Russian tourist, or you, Japan’s Ace who has won
multiple gold medals for this country and whose face is on a billboard literally
right across the street from us?’
i could literally write fucking essays on how fucking ahead of its time petz was in like every way possible like it had 3d graphics in 1995 which isnt a SUPER big deal on its own but what is really fucking cool is that it had a 3d graphics engine like nothing else ever seen before or ever seen since where the characters were made up of spheres connected by vector lines instead of polygons. but look at them and you can barely tell.
these characters were INCREDIBLY well-animated too. not only fluid, but amazingly lifelike in their visual behavior. you seriously forget it’s just cycling through a bunch of animation loops because characters are able to seamlessly transition from one animation to another at ANY frame. most pc games TODAY still struggle to get this right.
the AI is fantastic too. pets can be trained to perform tricks, common in virtual pet games, but can also be conditioned through positive or negative reinforcement and completely transform the way they behave. not only does each breed have its own temperament, but each individual pet has a unique personality and its own behavioral tendencies. something i see a LOT of virtual pet games neglect is fleshing out how virtual pets interact with each other and not just how they interact with the player. all pets react differently to each other in petz; some hit it off right away and some will growl and hiss at each other, but their relationships with each other change over time as they spend more time together. they can even breed (within their own species, of course, not cat-on-dog action) and have offspring and the genetics system is more in-depth than most games today. check out cuteosphere’s petz liveblogging to see just how cool the genetics are in these games. (oh yeah, and the modding community for this game was HUGE back in the web 1.0 days just in case all those critters that are definitely not dogs or cats confuse you)
i say “i could write essays” but essays HAVE been written about these games because they were so fucking revolutionary
also one of the lead developers for petz went on to make facade lol so at least that fantastic work on AI went SOMEWHERE after this series bit the dust
1) “Well.” They stepped closer, trailing their hands down the other’s chest. “They do say you should know your enemies. And, believe me, before this week is out I’m going to learn everything there is to know about you. All your weaknesses, everything that makes you tick, all your sensitive little buttons.” “Now, now. You have to at least buy me dinner first. It can be your consolation prize for losing.”
2) “You have to get better, okay?” They kicked the side of the hospital bed. “It’s no fun when I can’t crush you.” “That nearly sounds like concern.” “It’s the medication, it’s giving you delusions.”
3) “You’re going down.” “On you? Let’s not pretend you could handle that without begging. We’re pretending you have dignity, remember?”
4) “Anything you can do,” they sang in an annoying voice, “I can do better. I can do anything-” the kiss shut them up. Blanked their brain with the flare of want, of heat spreading through their chest. After a moment, they kissed back eagerly, only for their rival to pull back, teasing. Lips ghosting without satisfaction. “Can you kiss me better than that? Because oh my god the look on your face right now.” They pounced.
5) “You know, for people who apparently hate each other, you spend an awful lot of time getting up close and personal.” “I don’t hate them, I hate losing to them. And everyone know closeness is used to establish physical dominance.” “Yeah, yeah, sure. And what do the longing looks establish?”
The freshman orientation guide was very, Very clear about this point. Absolutely, positively, no pets allowed. (minor exceptions to be made for service animals.) And yet here she was, 3 weeks into her first semester, sitting on the ground, staring at a cat. It was staring back.
Dread had always been fond of animals. She had never been allowed to have any pets, (her father was allergic to most things with fur, and her mother just hated animals) but she had always wanted a cat. Multiple cats, preferably. And now she was sitting on the steps of her dorm, in a college where No Pets Were Allowed, staring at the most precious little ball of fur she had ever set eyes on. She knew far too well about the other rules (she was on her second roommate, now, and the delicate horns curling from the thing-that-was-not-her-first-roommate’s face had left an… impression.) She was very good about remembering iron, salt, and not to say please or thank you. But this was a very cute cat, and she was willing to risk a little bit.
It meowed. She held out a hand, and it walked right up to her, and “oh my goodness you are just the cutest thing!” she squeaked. The cat seemed satisfied.
She was, to say the least, conflicted. The rules were very clear, and the rules were generally right, but this was a very small cat, and she did not have very many friends, and really, she already knew what she would do. “C’mere, you.” She scooped up the cat and it snuggled into her jacket. “I’m going to name you Eldritch.”
It was about three weeks later that things got… actively weird. She had managed to smuggle in, via the Walmart (which had no employees that day, she left the money on the counter and hoped that nothing Else would take it) a litter box and cat food. Eldritch seemed to settle in fine, and she traded her roommate 3 dollars and a cool rock in return for not telling anyone about the very, very illegal pet currently snoozing on her lap. The roommate, whose name was Chalkboard, seemed to like the cat. Chalkboard even gave the cat a cat-toy. When Chalkboard vanished (decided to take the “fake your death to avoid breaking up with your s.o” advice a little too much to heart), Not-Chalkboard did Not like the cat. Dread caught Not-Chalkboard making what looked like a very rude hand gesture at the cat on multiple occasions, although it’s hands were strange and it was hard to be sure. It was when Not-Chalkboard, after having a Very Intense staring contest with the cat for about 6 minutes, saw the error of its ways and vanished, leaving Chalkboard in its place, that Dread began to think something might be up. Eldritch said nothing, as cats are wont to do, but it purred a great deal when Chalkboard let it sit on her lap while she was doing her homework. This was, to say the least, Rather Suspect. Nothing more was said about it.
And that’s the funny thing - because they don’t choose each other, not at first. They’re forced into this partnership. But every time they choose to spend time together - to plot together, work together, stay together - they are choosing each other.
And that’s why, to me, this is such a lovely pairing. Because Benvolio has lost everyone, except an Uncle who abuses him, and Rosaline has devoted so much of her love and care into others (mainly her sister) - they both need someone who reciprocates their love and trust and respect.
And they find it in each other. Because those parallels - they’re orphans, living with relatives who hate them. Their cousins die. They want to marry for love, but they’ve accepted that it will never happen to them. They want freedom, choice for their own lives, but their Uncles won’t let that happen - so they give it that up too, Rosaline for Livia and Benvolio because he has no other option. They hate each other’s families, but they also hate this feud, and they hate each other - and they’re smart and clever enough to figure out how to end all of this madness.
So, they choose to work together. They choose to respect each other. They choose to listen and trust each other. Whether they realize it or not - every time Benvolio remembers something Rosaline says, or every time Rosaline realizes she’s judged Benvolio too harshly - they’re learning to respect and to trust each other.
Could I get a reaction to you kissing their stomach?
Enjoyyy cutiee~~ Sorry, I just have good day today 🤗 🙈
He stayed still and just looking at you with wide opened eyes. Your lips would relax him and give him shudder. Jin would stroke your back when you were kissing his abs. When you finished and put your head on his stomach with big smile he would smile too and you two were just staring at each other. Words weren’t needed in this time.
You two were laying in silent. You had your head on his chest listening to his heart beat. You kissed his chest and after that stomach. Yoongi was suprised by your acting. Looking at you and waiting when you’ll finished he thought what made you do that. But he don’t know and don’t want to know. You’re happy so he’s happy too and when he’s happy the world is happy so everything is beautiful.
“Woow. You are weird. But cute. And still weird. But I love you”
When you pressed your lips to his stomach he felt butterflies in it. He felt your love and that you’re precious. And so many feeling because of one kiss into stomach. Hobi would give you a little peck into your neck after that because he wanted you to feel loving too.
“You like my stomach. I like your neck. We can spend a lot of time kissing each other”
He loved feeling of your lips on his abs. His smile will be turning odd and maybe he’ll blush a little bit.After it he would told you that you can do it often because he like this feeling and he don’t mind.Namjoon will appreciate the feeling that you are giving to him every time you are doing something.
“I’m falling in love in you each day for new. How you’re doing this?”
At first he would get shy and trying to pull you back but later he would try to don’t mind it at all because he saw that you won’t give up. Enjoing that you are not embarressed so that mean that you feel comfortable with him but he will gets shy every time you kiss his abs. Jimin will kiss you softly in lips when you’ll finish and ask you why you like doing this so much but even with your answer he still can’t understand it.
“Y/n you are amazing. You like doing weird things and still looking cute. Tell me your secret”
Your lips would tickle him for little bit so he can giggle. Tae would give you finish and looking at you, acting like he is offended that you are kissing him like this without warning and tickle him. You knew that it didn’t tickle. When you said like this he would kiss your stomach to and staring tickle you to show you that he’s right.
“See Y/n? Now lets begin a tickle war!”
so yeah. Members are saying that he have the best abs in band so you would love to it and sometimes even kiss. He never realized that you liked it so much. Jungkook come back from gym and he complaint that his abs is hurting after training. You take his t-shirt a little bit up and softy kiss his stomach.Kookie will be surprised but won’t disturb you. When you finished he would give you a kiss on a cheek and smile to you. And now sometimes he’ll do things that showed his abs and looking at you with look “you know what I mean”.
“Thanks babe. Now I feel better. I had never expected that from you.”