oh god 6 or 18 for the cuddle meme would destroy me
AH HELLO PRAX HAPPY THURSDAY!!! and THANK YOU -- I hope it's alright I combined 18 with @bbjkrss-blog request for 35 (and THANK YOU for the prompt, also!!!!!), they fit really well together!! Anyway -- lovvved writing this one it was so so soft:
18. 'just a short hug' turning into 'just one more second' turning into 'but I just can't let go of you'
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35. cuddles to keep the other from leaving the bed (from this prompt)
Hawkeye lost his grip on the edge of the mattress. “Beej,” he complained, laughing, as BJ dragged him back under the duvet, holding Hawkeye to his chest.
“I can’t have a hug?” BJ asked, kissing the back of his neck. He resettled the blankets so Hawkeye was tucked in up to his chin.
“Of course you can.” Hawkeye turned in his arms. BJ tossed a leg over his hip and drew him in tighter, nosing into the hollow of his throat. “But just for a second. I don’t want to jog to the bakery again.”
“Mm,” BJ said, breath warm against Hawkeye’s neck. He slid a hand up the back of Hawkeye’s thin sleeping shirt. It wasn’t a bid for anything more, unless a nap counted as an ulterior motive.
“They’re going to run out of the good baguettes,” Hawkeye said. It was a reminder to himself, too; the blankets were still sleep-warmed and cozy. BJ’s arm was comfortably heavy over his waist. It was more tempting every second to stay in bed.
“So get the less-good ones,” BJ murmured, rubbing his face against Hawkeye’s chest. “I don’t mind the sesame.”
“I mind the sesame,” Hawkeye tried to convince himself. It seemed a weak argument, comparatively, when BJ was rubbing circles into his lower back. The touch was warming him through, and he pushed himself more tightly against BJ, despite his determination to get out of bed soon. “One more minute,” he brokered, glancing at BJ’s watch on the nightstand.
“One more minute,” BJ agreed.
Hawkeye relaxed against him, curling into the blankets, closing his eyes against the midmorning light. He grasped BJ’s upper arm where it rested across his waist, and held it. BJ kissed his collarbone. Hawkeye realized it was almost impossible to open his eyes. It was far easier, and more comfortable, to melt against BJ.
BJ’s breath slowed, and his hand stilled under Hawkeye’s shirt.
“Don’t fall asleep,” Hawkeye warned them both, though he was certain he’d allowed the one-minute mark to come and go. He couldn’t bear to open his eyes to check. Sleep was holding onto him even more determinedly than BJ. “We’re getting up. Any minute now we’re getting up.”
BJ sighed, more than half asleep. He rolled over, pinning Hawkeye under his weight, a full-body press that threatened to snuff out the last, weak flicker of Hawkeye’s willpower.
It felt phenomenal. Hawkeye sighed, basking in the totality of the contact, BJ’s warm presence soothing something deep within him. “Damn. I can’t let go of you,” he confessed, rubbing their faces together.
“It's a mutual problem.” BJ inhaled deeply, pressing Hawkeye flatter against the mattress.
Hawkeye hummed happily and held on. Maybe he’d have to learn how to make baguettes at home. It couldn’t be too hard, really—no harder than leaving bed on a Saturday morning.
<333 AHHH HONORED TO BE A CREECHUR. bioluminescence would explain why i spend so much time sitting in the dark (merricat also does not mind). [blows kiss] let's make out some baked goods when we're in the same place/same time!
Frank, I work with children, and they often say inappropriate things that are extremely funny. If I laugh at these things, I will only reinforce their behavior, which their parents do not like. How can I avoid laughing when I hear little children say swear words, and what should I say to them instead of laughing? Thank you and much love.
The last time I heard a 2-year-old say a bad word I told him that I knew a lot of words, and he should ask me to teach him some!
He had a lot of trouble understanding this concept, but it worked for me.
persianflaw replied to your photo “Started a new crochet project and to say I'm obsessed is an...”
oh man, i just looked up pictures of havana shawls and this is gonna be AMAZING when it's done. great progress so far!!
It really is amazing and thanks to the youtube algorithm for showing me the author’s channel because I’ve never seen this technique before and its so good! Really shows the power of crochet as its only worked in single/double and achieves everything through the power of MATHS which I obviously appreciate. Although I picked it up again this morning and got stuck, there is a LOT of counting and you have to be precise and I am...not. But once I get the hang of it I think everyone is getting havana shawls as birthday presents. (plus its an excuse to buy moar beautiful yarn)
Hee hooo took me ages to get to this because I was at my gfs but! ship bingo for...
Beejtraphawk
my ot3! I am. insane about them. I love Beejhawk but I think they need something to temper exactly how far they're willing to push each other, and I love Traphawk but they absolutely 100% cannot do monogamy and need at minimum a third if not an open relationship to balance out their (read: Trapper's) sexual needs. I have written an extremely long fic for them before and by golly I will do it again.
Houlihawk
QPR with benefits. not even. not even queerplatonic. queerantagonistic. They're opposite sides of a coin and also the same side of different coins but Margaret deserves so much better and is willing to reach out and take it which means I don't ever see them going further than occasional casual sex and a solid friendship built on seeing each other grow over the course of something neither of them should have ever had to go through.