#otp: as more than a friend

[malinaa]

if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing

[eloquent-edits]

🗡️ “I can assure you, we are just friends.”

definitely not something that’s a little more than friends 🗡️ friends with benefits prompts 🗡️ 18+ prompts

While Person A is chatting with their friends, Person B sidles up to A and subtly trails a finger up their spine (does A stutter? go completely silent at the electricity going through their body? start to get red but manage to keep their composure? TELL ME WHAT HAPPENS)

B begs A to not leave any marks because they just can’t let this secret get out

For that beach episode: A takes off their shirt, exposing scratch marks from a recent session… B hides a sly grin as A is questioned about who they’re with

A is very physically affectionate in general, but has fallen into the habit of only bothering B in public with it

^ A wants to interact with B in many ways and just ends up biting their arm jokingly to satiate that desire (yes, their friends think this is weird)

B needs to be held accountable for finishing their work, so A comes over to hang out… they do not get work done for a while

At a party, B can’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy when they spot A flirting with someone

A’s childhood friend is in town and A is super excited to have them meet B (B is quietly panicking over making a good impression and wondering what A has said about them)

A and B are in the same anatomy class and they spend a lot of time studying together (A is most certainly a hands-on learner hehehehe)

“Is that B’s shirt?” “What? Oh, uh, yes… My shirt got dirty the last time I was over there so they’re washing mine for me.”

“Is that A’s shirt?” “Yes. What about it?” “…Does A know you have their shirt?” “Nope!”

They really only planned on the midnight rendezvous, not falling asleep afterwards, so A and B go get morning coffee together (they are both very grumpy but still enjoying each other’s company)

Inside jokes during sexy times bleed into their normal banter, leading to some questionable looks from their friends

A gets a little drunk and B expects them to slip up and expose their true relationship, but instead A is very wholesome and remains steadfast on their boundaries; B is so proud of them for this

B is desperately trying to get something off their mind, so A offers a distraction for the night… it’s Mario Kart and whoever loses owes the other a favor

Any of their plans to go out have to include wiggle room in case they get preoccupied (soon it’s not just B that’s always late to events)

While their friends are occupied in another room, A and B intertwine their bodies and try to stay quiet—key word here is TRY

“I bet A would really like [insert kink here]…” “Nah, they’re not really into that.” “How the fuck do you know that?”

All their friends take the BDSM test as a joke and A and B secretly take notes on what the other person likes/dislikes to make the benefits side better

If given the choice, A will always pick the seat next to B so they can tease them under the table

During a passionate session, A accidentally draws blood while gripping B’s back (A apologizes over and over while tending to B, who just has a shit-eating grin the whole time)

Whenever B cracks yet another terrible joke, A has to refrain from kissing it off their face

A and B take a break from the benefits whenever one of them wants to pursue someone else (your characters can have healthy boundaries and communication!!! I am BEGGING y’all to write characters that actually communicate with each other)

[dcvidsrossi]

Emily: What am I most afraid of? Hmm, let's see...

Reid: Global warming. And getting a ‘B’.

Rossi: The phone ringing in the middle of the night.

Hotch: I'm too much of a perfectionist.

Rossi: Aaron, this isn't a job interview.

Hotch: Oh, man. Job interviews.

Morgan: Nothing.

Reid: Yeah, right. What about the pigeons?

Morgan: No, I don't like them. They're shifty.

Will: Losing JJ.

JJ: Aww. Hotel bedspreads.

Will:

Penelope: Never getting my driver's license. Or getting one but the picture sucks.

Emily: Dying alone.

[breezypunk]

Would you choose them as your companions to adventure with?

[acourtofquestions]

Rowan offering to cut her hair is so domestic I just🥹

[piperslovebot]

"With your head in your hands, you’re nothing more than his wife" is SUCH a Phochel line in Phoebe’s pov, since Rachel is literally Ross' third wife in canon, and his dream girl.

Ross is so fucking infatuated with Rachel, but not in love with her. Someone in love with Rachel wouldn’t be so quick to bring her down through a list, they wouldn’t join an ‘I hate Rachel’ club b/c they “didn’t know how to handle their feelings”, and they wouldn’t say she’s “just a waitress”, only to act like an asshole when she finally starts doing something she cares about.

Don’t forget that Ross' sole reason for not going through with the annulment is because he didn’t want three divorces. That was all Rachel was, a third marriage.

[mairon-goth-minion]

Alright. Jegulus, but they meet thanks to Peter. Peter who sometimes went out at night because of insomnia, who at some point came across Regulus sitting all alone in an archway, and instantly activated the Must Keep Friends Happy Mode™, sneaking food to him from the kitchen and becoming somehow one of the only people that Regulus trusted. And at some point he’s with the Marauders and casually mentions this friend of his who he sees every other night, and they get curious but Peter won’t betray Regulus’ identity to them, so James decides to follow him one night and it somehow (although he keeps denying it) becomes his favorite part of the day, to watch Regulus smile and laugh, because he finds him truly beautiful when he’s himself. And Peter notices him because of course he knows his friends’ footsteps and postures and tics, and of course he decides to introduce the two.

And they fall in love. And there’s confetti and rainbows in everywhere. And a unicorn singing Sky Full of Stars in the distance. And they live happily ever after. And it’s a fairytale. And that part never happens because IT IS TRAGIC AND THEY DIE YOUNG.

[thethiefandtheairbender]

once again i am telling jesslake infinity train fans to watch the dragon prince on netflix it's just them in a different flavour i swear

feat best quotes ever of

He's my friend. My best friend.

Rayla is kind and good. She's fearless, fast, strong...

I hope you know—I know.

Hey sad prince.

You've got to stay with me!

I would do anything for you.

It doesn't matter what you did before. I just want you to be okay again.

It means I trust her. Unconditionally.

Say the word and I'll go back into that tower with you.

[adahlenan]

I still fall for you

   Like suns do for skies

[whitedahlia13]

Besides those hours sharing the passenger’s seat, there were other moments. Like the two of them walking the streets of Mexico, his hand frequently brushing against hers or hovering at her back. Like when he stepped between her and a boy who almost knocked into her because he wasn’t looking where he was going. Like when he bought her the beaded bracelet with the tiny star charm she had been eyeing, handing the cash to the street vendor before she could protest and shoving the eight pesos change he received into his pocket with a crooked grin. She remembered those moments too, each of them like little rainbows in the midst of so much gloom.

Read more: ao3 & ffnet

[sol1t41r3]

kate and keith for my friend. they share a chocolate

[throughpatchesofviolet]

Okay ... it is most definitely time for bed. But I'm thinking about Heathlock, again ... the way their relationship develops from platonic to romantic is very special to me.

[daz4i]

no shade to those who enjoy it but the polyship of the doa trio in a romantic context is very funny to me bc sigma very much does not wanna be there. he is not willingly involved in this relationship and that is clear to everyone. god bless

[voidsteffy]

I just watched 4x04 and I DEMAND COMPENSATION for my rebroken heart

[windydrawallday]

One of my other favorite things about shipping fictional characters and making stories with them is telling experiences that go beyond the usual perfect "these two meet and become OTP in the instant" and/or are planned to be OTP at the end of the road. I mean, I'm the crazy shipper that can pair even a bunch of characters that barely mention each other meeting off-camera in canon x'D

But I find fascinating these types of scenarios that are "less perfect" and full of bumps on the road: those of beings that find themselves in need of rebuilding again a bridge of feelings that was severed by death (and even separation, a little "dead" still alive but not with you anymore in their lives).

In contrast to the usual "encounters destined to end together" here experiences are already tainted with grief and a sense of resignation… but at the same time, questioning if it will be possible for these experiences to serve any other purpose after these events. "The Love after the Love" (a spanish song I had on repeat all this week) it's what I like to call it.

And I think it can become one of the most hopeful scenarios to play around with because it is very real and something that could happen even to OTPs "Happy Ever After"'s…

[TW/CW for mentioning a real person's death and grieving]

I need to put in parallel a personal family experience about this same theme: I always remember dearly one of my uncles from my mother's side of the family who had a partner, and they looked SO PERFECT together. Good, sweet, hardworking people. Never saw sadness in their faces, always sharing trips and plans together… I almost fell envious of their sons and daughters for having such perfect parents haha

Until my aunt died during bad electricity management in her laundromat shop. I never saw a man as sad and emotionally destroyed as my uncle. It was plain painful to see him, like a ghost haunting his own home. We tried to support him during that first year of grieving until we saw he was ready to go on his own.

Then, after another year, he confessed to us (I was always happy he confided in my side of the family) that he was seeing a new partner but that he wasn't sure if keep doing it. We asked why to him, and the answer, to this day I think, is one of those that I have carved deeply on my memory: because he felt he was unrespecting his past partner.

This memory feels a bit fuzzy for me right now (this was… idk 12 years ago now?!) but I can remember clearly my mother telling him that he needed to stop feeling guilty for something that was out of his control (the death of his partner) and to think in his own happiness too. That for sure aunt would have approved of him living on because she knew he is a very lovely man full of love who deserves to not let that love die with her memory.

That it will be harder to start over, that's a given. But if he felt the need to build that bridge again but in a different direction, why hold it back?

And that experience became one more brick in my life that cemented for me that love doesn't die… once. Or it can't be killed on that first try. You will build many bridges, burn half of them, seeing part of them fall from catastrophes out of your control. But I can assure you you will always find a way to build a bridge again.

Not just because of a partner, or a new partner, or a partner after that one. Because we all hold a love so great it's unfair to let death be the end of it.

Before death definitely arrives to snatch your heart, keep loving. For the sake of love. Love is worth the effort, the pain, and the lessons.

Because loving is living. And living is a daring thing to do, to spit against death and say "My heart still beats, still exists, still feels".

That's the reason why I like putting these scenarios in fiction to. Again, I'm a sucker for angst too, and seeing a pairing endure death and separation but this? Letting my beloveds find a way out of the past, accepting that they are still living and worthy of finding someone that loves them even when carrying these broken parts, to share their most dear experiences with them? That's my jam, so much!

And if that's not the most hopeful message you can leave to this world, I will buy a hat and eat it.

PS One more additional note: with this, I want to validate too that a "Love after Love" never EVER loses its value after the first time: love just gets STRONGER!

[draighaearn]

@sorrowsgate sent: 🎲 / lucy 35. A kiss against a wall

Gajeel had her soft body pressed into a solid wall nearby, one hand on her hip, the other beside her head as he kissed her. It didn't seem to matter that they were inside the guildhall at the moment, the Dragon wanted to kiss her, so kiss her he was. His large body was likely obscuring her from most anyone's view as he meshed their lips together. His hand would caress her side, up and down slightly, before resting on her hip once more. He never touched anywhere that could come off as sexual. Not yet, at least.

Eventually, he'd brush his tongue along her lower lip to ask for her to part her lips, whenever she did, his tongue would begin mapping her mouth out and he'd let out a hum of approval at her flavor. Her scent was filling his nose, and her taste was filling his mouth. At the moment, the ONLY thing he was tasting or smelling was Lucy.

The need for air would become apparent, and once it did, he'd rest his forehead against hers and look into her eyes. The hand near her head moving to tuck some stray golden strands from her face to behind her ear. He smiled at her before cupping her cheek gently.

"I'm never gonna regret admittin' my feelings fer ya, Lucy."

He'd bring his second hand up and rest it on her other cheek before once more leaning down and capturing her lips in a tender kiss.