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[divinesofdarkness]

Fluff Meme: Cuddles Edition

“Mm…you’re warm….”

“You are ridiculously comfortable…”

“Awe! But I don’t want to get up….”

“Get back here and cuddle with me…”

“Nope! You’re my prisoner today…”

“I’m tired, come to bed and cuddle with me please?”

“Well I guess I could come over there and cuddle with you for a bit…”

“Well if it’ll make you feel better…”

“A little cuddling won’t kill you, I promise.”

“It’ll be warmer if we cuddle together….”

“I’m sorry babe; I’m just not in the mood today, could we cuddle instead please?”

“I always sleep better when you’re here with me…”

“Why don’t we just relax and cuddle all day, hmm?”

“I’m really sore today, could we just take it easy and cuddle today please?”

“Somehow cuddling with you is even better than I expected it to be…”

“Can we cuddle for a bit please? I’m feeling kinda down…”

“I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with…”

“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this…”

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✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight .

[angstmemes]

worried starters

trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )

“You haven’t slept for days, have you?” “Are you eating properly? You don’t look it.” “Why do you keep stumbling over your words? Just how tired are you?” “You need to think about yourself every once in a while.” “I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!” “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” “You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.” “Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” “How did you get these bruises? Please don’t lie to me.” “There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?” “You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?” “I can give you some pills to help you sleep. They aren’t healthy, but this is even less healthy.” “If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Go to bed, please!” “Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!” “I know you don’t want this, but it’s for your own good. Sign the papers so they can pick you up tomorrow and you can get clean.” “What the hell are you doing?! Did you do that to yourself?!” “When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” “Here, just keep breathing. It’ll be okay. Better out than in…” “This can’t go on like this! You’re not eating, you’re not sleeping, you barely talk!” “I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” “I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?” “I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do.” “Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”

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immunc:

     She was taken back by the sudden attitude. He was not as gullible as he looked.He knew she was pretending. If he was alone she could have a knife at his throat demanding for his food, but she was surrounded by about a dozen others whom were already weary of her. She eyed his ‘ weapon ‘ carefully. She had to go about this carefully. 

     Her entire demeanor changed. His back was straight and her arms crossed over her chest. She eyes the boy carefully. She takes notice of the burns that etched his skin. She had seen it plenty of times. People who couldn’t make it to shelter fast enough. She’s watched people die from the storms in the scorch. Their burns too severe they begged her to end their life. She had seen people standing one second and collapse onto the ground in ash the next. 

     Lux doesn’t break eye contact as she pulls a small knife out of her pocket, “You’re new around here. You could use someone like me as an ally. So I will give you an ultimatum.” She notes to the sky, “There is a storm coming. Spare some food and I can give you and your friends shelter for the night. I could also give you a salve to help with those burns.” She twirls the blade in her hand, “Or I could kill you and take all of your supplies. Choose wisely.” 

         Minho had been eyeing this girl, sizing her up ever since she started          to approach him. He was confident that even with the burns and          charred flesh from the strike, he could take her on if he had to. The          world had become way more brutal and a million times as large as          it had in the Maze. He realized that when they'd run into Jorge and          his gang of Cranks back at their building (which almost killed them          again. Fancy that.). 

          He wasn't going to go too strong into this situation, not knowing how           many shanks were hiding out in the areas around them. As of right           now, his boys outnumbered her. They might not all have a weapon           like he did, but they wouldn't be useless if she provoked an attack.           And by what she was proposing to him-- join her side or die,           sounded almost like an attack to him. 

                               He laughs, but it's harsh and lacked humor.                                "Doesn't sound like you're givin' me much                                of a choice, but I'm still not quite sold on                                the idea of teamin' up with a bunch of                                crazies. I've already got my own crazy                                and he's already almost too much to                                handle." he says, jabbing his thumb over                                at Jorge who was a little ways away from                                their group. 

                               "So I'd suggest you get your shuck butt lost                                and take whoever came here too with ya." 

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puzzlx-pixces:

        “Ever heard of being nervous? Or annoyed?” He honestly had no other reason to be annoyed than his sister blowing up his phone. He turned to actually face him. “It’s also a habit to pace. A very common one at that.”

       Lucas turned around to pace again. He did make sure the pacing was in a small circle box. "Habits are common. Should be at least.“ He really hoped they were. He couldn’t deal with being an outcast. "Minho right?”  

                               "Slim it, brother. I was just askin'." 

          This guy was officially being written off as weird. Minho was about           seventy percent sure he didn't want to know why the guy was nervous           or annoyed or whatever. Instead he just walks over to the free bed and           puts his stuff down on it, starting to unpack. 

                              "Do you talk to yourself often like that or did                               I just step into a B-rate movie?" he starts,                               looking over his shoulder at him. Should he                               prepare to be woken up in the middle of the                               night with some kind of horror movie type                               roomie who wanted to slice and dice him?

                              "And yeah, it's Minho." 

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teresatheimmune:

Teresa grins in an amused - yet strangely empathetic - manner, not waiting for him to say anything else but instead standing up and walking towards the bathroom. She returns with a bucket which she places by his feet before disappearing again, this time heading towards her room. She returns with an - obviously fluffy - blanket and a couple of dvds. “Here you go.” She covers him with it before showing him her movies. “What are you up for? Comedy, horror, sci fi, fantasy?” She wiggles one of them right in front of his face. “Diiisney?”

          Of all the people he had to get stuck with when he was sick, he           was kinda glad it was Teresa. She was at least helping him out           and offering to stay over when he was pretty sure he was about           to puke his brains out. Minho pulls the bucket into his lap so he'd           be prepared when his stomach decided that the tea wasn't going           to be suitable for it's liking. 

           He's staring into the depths of the bucket, trying to figure out what            he'd done to deserve this punishment when she returns with the            blanket and movies. He shifts weakly, helping to get the blanket            on his shoulders before wrapping it around himself, deciding that            he can make a girl's blanket look manly. 

                              At first he makes a face, looking over the other                               movies, but honestly? There wasn't any other                               ones that would make him feel better. "Oh to                               hell with it, put in the damn Disney movie."                               What was a better way to go about being sick                               than singing animals and princesses?

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notsubjxcts:

His face breaks into a grin. “That’s what I like to hear.”

                             "So when are we goin'?" he asks, leaning back a                              bit on the couch, arms folding over his chest. He'd                              probably need to go home and change before they                              headed out for the night. 

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ofbuildxng:

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                               "If you wanted head, you should have said                                something before you put the condom on,                                idiot." 

         Minho snorts a bit, pouring a bit of the lubricant onto his fingers. He          slides his hand back, shuddering a bit as the cool substance is          smeared in a healthy dosage over his hole. He shakes the bottle          once more once he'd finished, adding more lube onto his hand before          stroking his boyfriend's hard-on.

          He wipes his hand off quickly before straddling Gally's lap once more,           leaning down to press a few short kisses to his lips as he guides the           head of his shaft up against himself. 

                               "Told ya I was in charge." he mumbles                                against his mouth before carefully                                pressing his hips down, pushing Gally                                in. 

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ofbuildxng: 

He reads the text, rolls his eyes again and puts his phone away. Gally couldn’t help it. Minho in general just made him want to roll his eyes. After years and years of disliking each other, it was just default for him by now. Old habits were difficult to break.

                               Gally sees Minho as he’s approaching him.                                The comment makes him snort. “I’m offended,”                                he says, returning the smirk. “But I’m sorry I’m late.”

          Minho didn't remember what exactly it was that had compelled them           to set this little date up, but he's starting to think it'll end up like every           other interaction they've had since they were younger. Which has           been a lot of insults and a lot of arguing. He brushes off the feeling           and leads the way back to the entrance to the carnival. 

                               "Whatever, dude. Let's go, I'm starving." 

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Orig. ofbuildxng

                              "I find it kind of offensive that you think I                                would start something I didn't want to finish." 

          His fingers squeeze a little, eyes flickering up to look at the Builder.           A devious little smirk was spreading across his lips. They could           always leave dinner early-- not like anyone would say anything. 

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Orig. ofbuildxng

           His phone is pressed between his ear and his shoulder as he's            screwing a few parts together for a small device he was planning            on slipping into their target's pocket. Gally had called when he was            starting it and now he was about halfway done. He didn't mind            multitasking, however, able to keep an equal amount of focus on            the conversation and on putting parts together. 

                                "Three days, tops. I promise I'll be back                                 before you even know it." 

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Oirg. ofbuildxng

          He'll never say it out loud, but he missed Gally when he was gone. He           always does. Even more after they hang up on the phone or on skype           so he can go do what he needs to do. It's an unspoken rule that he           doesn't tell him, it's not like he doesn't know. But when you do what           Minho does, you try not to build too many bridges, knowing you might           have to pick up and run for it any second. 

          That's why he always tries to express it with his actions instead of out           right saying anything. It's why he wraps his arms around Gally's           neck, moving in close against him as a warmth around his waist           makes itself known. 

           The kiss is desperate and needy, as if it was trying to fill in for all the            ones they'd missed during the past month and a half. Minho bites            down on Gally's lower lip, pulling it back with him as he breaks the            kiss. He presses their foreheads together as he grins, fingers sliding            up into his hair to grip it a little bit. 

                                "I'm still tryin' to figure out how you                                 live without me." 

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"We are wild, we are like young volcanoes."

sacrificeiisms​

                         “I don’t think I’d compare a bunch of                          teenagers stuck on an island to volcanoes.” 

[slutmuffinjade-deactivated20161]

boys who make a lot of noise during sex, yes please

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“Apart from being sexy, what do you do for a living?” { so remember when we talked about the tattoo artist/florist AU thing? yeah. now u have this. do what u want w it }

ofbuildxng

                             "Do you hit on everyone you ink up?"

         The conversation is distracting him from the increasingly annoying          scratching feeling of the needle at his wrist. He worked right next to          the tattoo parlor and he'd been planning on getting one lately. After          putting some research into the place and asking around, he'd decided          to go for it and had closed up the flower shop early for the day. And          now he was sitting here getting hit on by the moron who saw him          pretty much every morning open up his shop. Was it worth it yet?

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“Ah, ah, not till I give you permission.”

ofbuildxng

         Minho’s nails dig onto Gally’s forearm, a sharp breath of air escaping          through his clenched teeth. He was right at that edge and now this          asshole wasn’t going to let him? He could deck him. He probably          would have if Gally’s hand wasn’t wrapped around his dick.

                               "Fuck, Gal…Don’t be a dick.“

[malfovdraco]

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malfovdraco:

maze runner: the scorch trials + titles