if you sleep with plushies/stuffed animals, imagine this:
you don't see your f/o for a few days for some reason or another (visiting family, work trip, etc), and when you come home, you find them asleep curled around one of your plushies.
when you ask them about it the next day (after taking pictures, of course :3), they bashfully admit that it was just because they missed you, and wanted to hold something that smelled like you <3
proshippers/comshippers/any variants do not interact.
1+1=2 so one man plus one man equals gay but 1+1+1=3 so one man plus one man plus one man equals straight. This is how polyamory works if you are brave enough and enlightened
With Check Please getting weekly updates does anyone want to hear about my Bitty fic that has been haunting the back of my mind for a year and a half? It’s an AU following him from World Juniors through his NHL rookie year.
bad bob is the type of famous person who wakes up one day at like age 57 and goes “i should write an autobiography” and alicia just tries to smother him with a pillow because it’s 3 am and he woke her up to share this revelation. the next morning he immediately starts writing it, only to realize he literally knows nothing about writing and has to take a step back and call an agent for help. jack doesn’t find out he’s writing one bc bob has forgotten to mention it to everyone he knows so he literally finds out through twitter with about half the hockey world, including all of bob’s famous retired friends who all send confused congratulations. he also announces that he’s going on a book tour with that ON TWITTER and immediately picks the weirdest set of cities to visit. after tweeting that, he immediately goes on a fishing trip and can’t be reached for about nine hours, as his phone is being blown up by everyone and everything. alicia thinks the entire affair is a comedy and encourages it