#affection prompts

[lavenderotpprompts]

Small signs of affection

Making a snack for the other one as they work

Going for a destination-less drive

Taking a nap together on the couch

Walking so close together they keep bumping into one another

Surprising the other with a cup of coffee/tea/a smoothie

Kisses on the nose

Communicating through eye contact in a crowded room

The taller person absentmindedly playing with the shorter persons hair while they’re standing in line

Going to the grocery store/running mundane errands together

Brushing hair out of the other person’s face

Ordering a sweet treat to be delivered to the other person at home/work

One person leaning their head in the others shoulder as they’re sitting/waiting

Making eachother playlists

Linking pinky fingers as they walk

[youneedsomeprompts]

I'd love a prompt list that is for signs of affection that AREN'T hugs/kisses (ones that have no or minimal physical contact would be a bonus!)

That is a lovely idea for a prompt list! I hope the following prompts are more or less what you expected <3

20  (non-physical) affection prompts

Feel free to reblog and use!

#1 - looking after the other from the window

#2 - nodding at what the other says

#3 - touching the other’s hand encouragingly

#4 - holding eye contact in a group of people

#5 - accompanying the other to whatever destination they’re heading

#6 - silently watching the other doing their work

#7 - trying to make the other laugh

#8 - not being able to stop smiling after seeing the other

#9 - confiding an unpleasant secret

#10 - trying something new the other enjoys

#11 - complementing the other on something small

#12 - opening doors for the other

#13 - remembering a little detail the other mentioned

#14 - checking they got home safely

#15 - adopting a softer voice when speaking to the other

#16 - rushing to their side if they need anything

#17 - wanting to include the other in all their plans

#18 - apologising because they're afraid to have upset the other

#19 - cancelling plans with other people to be together

#20 - not being able to stay angry at the other

[queenofsantacarla]

14 & 21 pwease!! honestly you pick whomever bc this can be i funny or so sweet 💖🖤🥺

this one screams Marko so we're getting some murder angel love today babes

14. play wrestling & 21. accidentally knocking your head into someones chin

"I'm not going to say it!"

It started off as a little... disagreement between you and Marko. Everything had been perfectly fine, you were having a lovely makeout cuddle session in the cave, and now here you were, rolling around the floor with him in a playful wrestling match. You were wheezing from laughter as Marko's quick fingers tickled your sides.

"Then I'm not gonna stop, baby," he said with a coy grin.

You huffed up at him and shoved him off you. Of course in the back of your mind you knew that any time you gained the upper hand it was because he let you. There way simply no way you could be match for his vampiric strength.

Part of you wanted to dislike it. It wasn't like these matches between you were ever going to be fair, but part of you loved it. It made you feel like you were on even footing with the boys.

Not to mention that without fail, these little wrestling matches turned into... something much more interesting.

But still, you took the chance and flipped him onto his back before straddling him.

"No."

"Yes!" He threw back at you, his smile not diminishing even a little bit as he sat up, ready to take you on again.

Right back into the fray, you tried to pin his arms away from you, but he was too quick. He grabbed at your thighs to disturb your footing, and you found yourself once again stomach down on the ground.

Marko laid himself over your back to nip at your ear and whisper to you, "Three little words, baby, that's all-"

In an effort to get him off your back - literally - you threw your torso upwards to buck him off, all with a mischievous smile.

That smile disappeared immediately when your head collided with his chin.

You yelped at the shock of pain, falling back down to the ground. "Ow, ow, ow-"

"Shit, baby-" Marko said, rubbing his chin. "Damn. I think you may need to come kiss this better."

You rolled your eyes at him and got to your feet, giving him a stingy peck on his chin. "There, you big baby," you said, turning away and flopping down on the couch.

"Aw, don't be like that, baby." He knelt down next to you with a dramatic pout. "Come on. I'll kiss it better if you say it."

"Cheater," you grumbled, but you felt a smile invade your features. "Okay, fine..."

Marko grinned with satisfaction, and you sighed deeply.

"You were right. I'm... pretty. All the time. No exceptions."

Marko practically tackled you, kissing and nipping at your neck. "That's my baby."

[pressedinthepages]

25. playfully biting someone Bombard, pls!

:D

Warnings: allusions to smut, two men being smartasses in public

It was a rare night. Novigrad, in the middle of summer. Jaskier, without Geralt. Lambert, in Novigrad (he avoided the damned city like the plague, and the city had the plague.) Jaskier recognized him on the street as he strode away from the herbalist and called him over, practically dragging his ass through the doors of The Rosemary and Thyme.

Jaskier’s lute was safely tucked away in his room, and Lambert had been graciously allowed to drop his own pack there as well. He had shucked off the majority of his armor, though he still wore his leather gambeson with his steel sword strapped over his shoulder.

Jaskier had sputtered and rolled his eyes as Lambert rounded back down the stairs, but Lambert knew better than to try and argue with the bard. So he just accepted the pint of ale and fell into a booth with a clear view of both the front and rear doors.

Though, Jaskier’s big head tended to obscure his line of sight where he had sat himself right across from Lambert, peering suspiciously at him as he took a long draw from his mug.

Shit, that’s actually not bad ale.

Lambert squinted and set his mug down on the table with a quiet thud, not breaking away from the bard’s intense blue gaze. “Alright, Jaskier. What?”

“I thought you hated the city.”

“I do.”

“Then...why are you here?” Jaskier’s knee bumped softly against Lambert’s beneath the table, and the Witcher could hear the frantic flutter of his nervous heart hiding in his chest.

Lambert sighed and ran his hand back through his hair. “‘S a good herbalist.”

Jaskier pursed his lips and crossed his arms over his chest. “Bollocks. Geralt tells me every time that he comes here that he’s overpriced and carries six daisy petals on a good day. Why are you really here?”

Lambert sighed and tightened his hand around the cool metal mug. He could smell the bard on the air, all fancy soaps and poncy fragrance hiding the subtle comforting embrace that his scent actually carried. “You know why.”

“I’d like to hear you say it,” Jaskier smiled kindly, reaching across the table to try and boop his finger onto Lambert’s nose.

He was quicker though, catching Jaskier’s delicate wrist in his calloused palm, nipping playfully at the tip of his finger. “I said I’d find you again. I like to keep my word.”

Jaskier’s breath hitched and his cheeks turned rosy. “You saying you missed me, you big softie?”

“Missed that tight little ass of yours, that’s for sure,” Lambert winked.

Jaskier snatched his hand back and rested it in mock affront on his chest. “I beg your pardon, sir. I think you mean a very different part of me that your ass must’ve been missing.”

Lambert rolled his eyes and grinned into his mug. “Alright, bard. You caught me. Now...what will you do with me?”

Jaskier bit his lip. “I’m sure I’ll think of something.”

[queenofsantacarla]

!!! 4 and 23 with David? 🥺

4. A hug after not seeing someone for a long time and 23. A hug that some might consider ~too long~

Breathing in the Santa Carla air again after so many long months was akin to diving into cool water on a hot, humid day.

You worked hard at college, and frankly you were exhausted from the load, but what made it wear on you further was being away from your boyfriends during it all. They were nothing but supportive when it came to you following your passions, but that didn't make it easier to be so far away. Far enough away that it wasn't easy to come back and see them during the year, even for a couple days.

So the first day of summer was a big deal for all of you. Your return to Santa Carla, your return to them, was coming home.

Unfortunately, traffic hindered your homecoming and by the time you made it to the beach, there were the first blushings of dawn on the horizon. You were going to be lucky if any of your boys were still up, but sleeping in the cave wasn't strange for you. And the idea of being woken up by your boys brought a smile to your face.

Much like seeing the infamous billboard as you drove into Santa Carla, stepping into the cave again made your heart soften. Even the smells of dust and the sea were part of the charm, you couldn't help but love it. You slid down the embankment and saw right away that nothing had changed: Jim Morrison's eyes still followed you around, Paul's rock box and records still sat in their corner, and you could even see that your sleeping area that the boys had set up for you was undisturbed.

You stepped further in, running your fingers over the ruined chandelier in the fountain until you heard a voice from behind you.

"Good morning."

You nearly jumped a mile out of your skin and you could feel the pounding of your heart against your ribcage as your eyes met a crystal blue gaze.

"David," you breathed out. Were you more awake, you could've cringed at how you sounded. It was completely needy, like you were ready to throw yourself at his feet and worship him. But right now you had no capacity to care.

Your feet seemed to carry you over on their own, but you didn't reach for him. You knew David, he wasn't the most touchy-feely guy in the world, and you always let him initiate contact. You, on the other hand...

It had been a long school year.

"You're back early," he drawled in that lazy tone.

"Thought I'd surprise you guys, so... surprise?" You laughed weakly, his presence alone making you desperate to be touched.

In a flash, you were pulled to his chest as his arms went around you. A leather gloved hand held the back of your neck. The scent of leather and motorcycle exhaust filled your senses, and you were in heaven. David wasn't a hugger, and yet here you were.

"Consider me surprised, kitten."

You hummed, too lost in the euphoria to respond. You stayed there, wrapped up in him for many minutes. A small eternity of bliss. It wasn't until you peeked open your eyes and caught the rays of sunshine creeping into the cave that you pulled away.

He scooped you up into his arms and tucked you into your nest before giving you an uncharacteristically sweet good morning kiss before retreating into the cave.

You couldn't wait to say hello to the night once more.

[queenofsantacarla]

If you’re downnnn 👀 Prompt 26?

I’m seeing the potential for some hilarity with the lost boys lil claw toes.

Oh god i should have more clearly read these prompts i invited this into my inbox i am my own worst enemy

Affection Prompt 26: touching feet and immediately recoiling

i love this gif gold is my favorite color and the boys are my golden boys so

So first things first, the boys' feet are COLD. They're cold in general, their skin is cold to the touch, so with absolutely no blood flow their extremities (hands and feet) are super cold. Usually you don't notice too much while you're cuddling, but the moment one of their feet touches you? It's over

Most to least likely to put their freezing cold feet on you: PAUL, Marko, Michael, Dwayne, David, Star

Paul, Marko, and Mike are the "but you're just so WAAARM" squad

Dwayne will touch you with them once and you'll squeal from the cold and he won't do it again UNLESS he's in a teasing mood

I feel like David is not enough of a long-term in bed cuddler for this to be an issue

Star is too sweet to do that to you and also does not like being cold

Also their nails are super long? That would hurt like hell if they accidentally cut you

The one thing I will say about the bat feet: the first time one of those things touches me I would not be cuddling with them for a few days while I forget that those exist despite the fact that I am a touch-starved baby

[queenofsantacarla]

I'm late but if you're still doing the affection prompts, 10. lifting someone up out of excitement for Dwayne. We could always use more excited Dwayne!

Hi I'm also combining this with this request from @jamie-crevan big thanks to both of you 💛💛💛 this is also a continuation to this and this from the other affection prompts

2. interlocking pinkies and 3. smiling into a kiss and 10. lifting someone up out of excitement

Your early homecoming made your boys eager to get out of the cave and out to the boardwalk. It was time to party, a great kickoff to the next three months of the five of you being together again.

Paul and Marko rushed out of the cave and to their bikes, David behind them like an exhausted babysitter to overgrown toddlers. You were getting changed into something not gross from several hours in your car.

And Dwayne seemed very invested in hanging back, his eyes never leaving your form. You purposefully went a little bit slower in your process, just to be a tease.

You pulled a jacket over your shoulders and turned, jumping slightly when you noticed he was right in front of you. "Hi, you."

"Hi, yourself," Dwayne whispered, tugging you close by your hips. "You know, I have yet to get a 'welcome back' kiss."

"Shouldn't I be the one getting that?" You teased, hooking your fingers in the belt loops of his pants. "Come and get it, then."

Dwayne wasted no time, practically pulling you off your feet. You could feel the smirk on his plush lips against yours, and you felt a matching smile creep across your features. Your hands slid up his bare chest, and his arms went fully around you to spin you around.

You pulled back when you were breathless, still smiling like a little kid on Christmas. "God, I missed that."

"We missed you."

You let your eyes slip closed with a contented hum, tucking your head under his chin as he continued to hold you.

A loud roar of a motorcycle engine pulled you out of your bliss. "Come on," you said, tugging on his hand. "If we take too long, the others will have a fit."

With a mischievous smile, Dwayne swept you right off your feet to carry you out of the cave, you laughing like a fool the whole time. He only let you down when he set you on his bike, garnering teasing complaints from the others. You wrapped your arms around him, but before taking off you placed your hand over his own on the handlebar, locking your little finger with his.

"Take me for a ride, baby."

[queenofsantacarla]

spare 4 from physical affection prompts with paul ma'am?

written as a follow up to this post since it also involves prompt 4: a hug after not seeing someone for a long time

You slept like a log being back in the cave, and you had a restful dreamless sleep for the first time in ages.

That is, until your blankets were suddenly yanked from your body. The cold sea air hit your skin and you were awake in an instant, blindly grabbing for the blankets with a whine.

Instead your hand was caught by another, one with long fingers that entwined with yours and you were pulled up to sit on the end of your bed. The sudden rush made your head spin, but not as much as the sudden press of plush lips against yours.

You couldn't help but smile into the impromptu kiss as your mystery smoocher took your other hand and rubbed his thumbs across the back of your palm.

"Hey," you said coyly when you finally pulled away from Paul's eager kisses.

"Hey, yourself, gorgeous," Paul cooed as he planted adoring little pecks all over your face.

Giggles escaped you as he did and he finally let go of your hands to pull you close, pick you right off your bed, and spin you around gleefully in his arms. You squealed, throwing your arms around his shoulders and burying your face in his neck.

"Damn, baby, I missed hearing you laugh," he mumbled into your hair as he set you down. He didn't free you from his arms just yet, content to soak in your warmth and your scent.

"I missed you making me laugh."

You felt Paul grin against your forehead, and you contentedly tucked your head beneath his chin to enjoy the feeling of his body against yours for as long as you could.

From deeper in the cave, you could hear the other boys converse as they woke. "Come on," you said, tugging on Paul's hand. "The sooner everyone knows I'm back, the sooner we can go celebrate."

His eyes lit up with mirth and you found yourself tossed over his shoulder as he carried you in celebration to see the rest of your boys.