#otp: first thing in the morning

[tallmadgeandtea]

SS&SP CHAPTER 11

Hi everyone! SS&SP chapter 11 is FINALLY out, and you can read it here! I hope you guys enjoy it!

PS: To keep my fic protected from AI, I made it available only to people with an ao3 account, so sorry for the inconvenience! If you don't have an account, I highly recommend getting one cause it helps us writers out!

#WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO #the summer soldier and the sunshine patriot #SS&SP #Elizabeth Walker #amanda rambles about SS&SP (again) #otp: first thing in the morning #Benjamin Tallmadge x OC #Benjamin Tallmadge

[tim-lucy]

Lucy when Tim gives her a necklace:

#the rookie #therookieedit #chenford #chenfordedit #lucychenedit #tucy #lucy x tim #lucy chen #otp: doing my job #* #mine: gif #mine: the rookie #tuserbecca #userburn #usercher #IM SO SOS SOOSOSOSOOSO #literally every outfit since he's given it to her #even first thing in the morning putting it on LIKE

[bougainvillea-and-saltwater]

WIP, but definitely not Wednesday

Okay, listen to me. I've been having sudden influxes of inspiration on Various Creative Things of late, and I want to make the most of it before the muses decide to gift me with another block. So, I was tagged by the loveliest @miraakulous-cloud-district to this WIP whenever, and since I haven't done this in quite a long time, why not share a snippet of Ch20 of TPATD? 👀

Also a little warning, this might contain some suggestive themes!

She stays looking at him—a look of recognition, it can’t be otherwise. For Miraak has never hidden how much he hungers the moment she finally takes him into a bed with ruffled sheets and interlaced skins, that he lusts after her as surely as she does, and still— He also never, ever demanded anything she has been hesitant to give. Not even this night, when his desire was as noticeable as if he were stark-naked before her eyes. She can almost read his mind, see through the dreams he talked about, where he dresses her in the white light his marble skin radiates, enfolding her in blankets of full devotion, and then giving himself to her till he forgets he exists, till his every inch perishes. He, who all these eons longed without longing, sentenced to detachment and coldness and oblivion, now truly longs for her—but patiently, respectfully, and with her terms, to choose the time herself. If she let him do this to her tonight, coming as close to her barren flesh as no one else had in years, she wonders, what else would she eventually allow?  Everything, her mind answers effortlessly.

#miraak may horribly pine like the pathetic man he is but he also respects his woman y'all #he is touch-starved but he drinks all the respect women juice first thing in the morning as he should #miraak #miraak x ldb #the priest and the dragoness #otp: twin flames #skyrim fanfiction

[tsuyoiqueen]

I have no excuse for this but I've been listening to Finally /// beautiful stranger by Halsey and tonight at uni I saw a couple dancing together at the bus stop, just one spinning the other and swaying to no music, and I immediately thought that Hob would do that do Morpheus so have this, i guess?

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Morpheus is not often distracted, certainly not when his negligence might result in the damnation of his realm and his creations, and after a century of imprisonment in a glass orb with no room for breathing, neither in the waking world.

Yet, somehow, between one sentence and another, he finds he can no longer discern what Hob Gadling had been saying. Although, his lover is not to blame. Even now that their meetings have become weekly (sometimes, daily) appointments, he's remained just as intrigued with Hob's fascination for the world he's spent the last six centuries in as he was when his 'project' had just begun.

In truth, he could not explain when his attention drifted away, but one moment he's staring at the display of the cellphone Hob is presenting to him, bright, colorful figures and a myriad of possibilities ("It's like holding a bloody computer in the palm of your hand!") and the next his mind has brought... certain details into sharp focus.

Such as the callouses on the hand Hob is holding the device with, acquired from years brandishing a sword into battle. Or the manner in which his other hand gestures at every word he says, waving and drawing patterns in the air as if to keep Morpheus entertained. Perhaps, it did too much of a good job.

Alas, the Lord of the Dreaming must have forgotten to pretend he was listening, because, suddenly, he feels a strong pull towards Hob and had he been human, his heart would have leaped in his chest at the motion.

Belatedly, he realizes the 'pull' was actually his lover's hand on the small of his back, drawing him closer. Even after the distance between them has been reduced to a hairs breadth, Hob's arms encircle his waist in a firm hold, but still loose enough that he can escape the embrace if he so wishes. He does not.

Hob grins, victoriously, as he does on any occasion where Morpheus allows physical contact. This time, however, he does not let go after the silence stretches on. If anything, his smile widens, and he begins to sway his body side to side slowly, step by step, leading Morpheus into what can only be a makeshift waltz.

Except, there's something missing.

"Hob?" Morpheus finds his voice, at last.

Hob doesn't miss a beat, "Yes, love?" The endearment is spoken so casually it threatens to distract him again, but Morpheus cannot afford to make a fool of himself with a dancing partner.

And so, he points out, "There is no music playing."

Hob snorts, amused, "I'm aware, Morpheus." Then, he steps back, takes Morpheus' hand in his and twirls him to the left. For once, Morpheus follows his lead.

Still, "Then, what is the purpose of this?"

A pause. Hob stops swaying and blinks at him, baffled. There is indeed no music playing but you could hear a pin drop in Hob's living room. An Endless should not be familiar with feelings such as anxiety and dread, so Morpheus catalogues the different emotions in the brown of Hob's eyes whilst he waits. They're his favorite part of his beloved; young in appearence but aged by the passage of time and all the beauty and horrors they've witnessed.

He tenses up when Hob sighs, but relaxes at the gentleness in his gaze. It is a familiar look, the one Hob gets whenever Morpheus dares to question something so simple and so mundane: equally fond and exasperated.

"My dear, sweet Dream, here's another lesson on humanity," Hob resumes their waltz, unbothered. "We don't always need a reason, a purpose, to do something. Sometimes, we do it just because."

Morpheus blinks, slow and cat-like. "Just because?" He demands a better explanation.

Hob is laughing now, but not at him. "That's right! Things like having a glass of wine even though we're not thirsty, or falling asleep even when we're not tired, or dancing with a lover when there's no music playing." He gestures at the two of them. "These are some of the simple pleasures of life."

Simple pleasures, that sounds like something his sibling, Desire, would appreciate to hear. Morpheus cannot find it in himself to complain, though. He understands it. "I see." A small, not so rare smile follows his answer.

Hob's eyebrows climb up to his hairline. "You do?" He spins Morpheus in his arms again, but his eyes never leave his lover, even as they part and reunite in their dance.

Morpheus hums, "Is it not similar to when I prepared a meal for you in your kitchen, even though I do not require food?"

The mention of the occurrence seems to surprise Hob. He sputters, choking a little. "Yeah, that- that definitely counts, love. Oh, don't go pouting at me now, I did enjoy it! It lacked salt and you probably forgot a few ingredients, but I imagine you haven't cooked for anyone in a while."

He hadn't, but Hob had taken it as his mission to feed Morpheus whenever he visited him in the waking world. It was only fair he returned the favor, especially when food is one of the wonders of life Hob never seems to tire of.

However, he's too prideful to admit to it just yet. "What use does it have for one such as I? I rule the dreams of men, assembling a feast should be no problem. I require only the will and creativity of my dreamers."

Hob shakes his head, as if he's heard it all before. He concedes, "Never said you couldn't, darling, but don't think I'm an ungrateful bugger! It was perfect for me. Did I not eat everything you prepared?"

Morpheus takes that into consideration, though he doesn't need to. Hob is daydreaming about the day his lover welcomed him home with dinner and, more importantly, his presence at the table.

He smiles, bashful, and compromises. "Apologies, I shall try again soon, for my beloved."

Hob marvels at the proposition. "You don't have to... But would you really, for me?" In spite of his refusal, his face lights up.

Morpheus doesn't say, I would overthrow kingdoms for you, condemn your enemies to eternal sleep and haunt their nightmares religiously. I would lay waste to the waking world if you asked and risk Destiny's wrath. There is very little I would not sacrifice.

Instead, he raises Hob's hand to his lips and places a chaste kiss on the back. A promise, an oath sworn by the King of Dreams. He is not unfamiliar with devotion, after all.

He says, "Perhaps, my sister could advise me on the matter. She has excellent taste in food."

"Perhaps." Hob agrees.

And Morpheus holds on to his vows, as they begin to dance anew.

#the sandman #the sandman netflix #dream of the endless #morpheus #hob gadling #dreamling #arywrites #fanfic #fluff #i don't know how to tag this lmao #just a short thing i've written ig #can i even call this my first dreamling fic? #i just want them to be happy #i have no idea if this makes sense #it's 12 AM and i'm sleep deprived and i have work at 6 in the morning please spare me #hope morpheus will give me good dreams after this #i just love writing on his pov #also listen to beautiful stranger #otp: centennial boyfriends

[dylanconrique]

can't wait for tim to immediately slap lucy with that scott wrigley guy from 1x02 after she tells him she's pregnant.

#*and this is icarly! #hi it's friday night and i had an edible and am thinking about them like always #tim would go to grey about it first thing in the morning #no way is she allowed to go out on active duty while carrying such precious cargo. not on his watch #no no no for the next 9 months you are giving parking tickets and taking other low end calls #I'LL BE DAMNED IF MY GIRL HAS A GUN POINTED AT HER DURING HER PREGNANCY LIKE ANGELA DID JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WHAT A STRESSFUL TIME S3 WAS #the rookie #tim bradford #lucy chen #chenford #otp: you know me so well #just give me all the s1 parallels damn you

[singsweetmelodies]

🙄

#alright i was trying VERY HARD to post a lot of carlando things and only carlando things in which i am pro carlando #specifically to fuck with that one anon #because yeah i DID wake up to another positively bizarre ask in my inbox this fine wednesday morning #blocked deleted but anyway i DID think it would be incredibly funny to reblog loads of carlando just to fuck with them #HOWEVER #i am four (?) posts in and i can't hold it back anymore #my own agendas are getting in the way so much lmao #bcs it's like #i'm listening to that clip from the P1 podcast where they're asking him if it's hard to form lasting friendships with other drivers #and carlos goes 'yes it is' #well my FIRST thought in response to that was 'not for piarles it isn't <3' because MY otp is superior and they've been friends forever #anyways then carlos carries on to say 'it's easier with lando [than with charles]' and HA #my petty brain just immediately wanted to CACKLE #hashtag charlos is over party #SORRY LMAO #but it WAS my first thought #fuck 'em ahahahahahaha #anyways <3 hope you have a good time reading all this anon #🥰 #katie rambles

[haledamage]

Dancing Lights

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAIT @queen-scribbles 💖💖💖💖💖!!!! Hope you're having a great day!

I bring you a gift of Etain/Vikkari, with him as Commander and her as the companion for a change 😉 she wanted to help him with what must be Azata path's biggest issue in the early days. fairly early in the game, I think, and definitely pre-relationship, but Etain definitely has a crush :3

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Etain was staring.

She knew she was, and that she shouldn’t be, but she couldn’t bring herself to stop.

She just hadn’t expected the Commander to be so… adorable. Not that he wasn’t also powerful, and strong, and courageous, and charismatic, and all the things the leader of a crusade should be, but… Well, she’d assumed that the mysterious power that inspired the Fifth Crusade would have less… butterflies.

There were just so many of them. They’re like little dancing lights of blue and green and pink, catching Etain’s attention anytime she lowered her guard--which was more often than it should be, lately, but something about Vikkari put her at ease.

Like now. They’d set up camp on the edge of a thick copse of trees that seemed as safe as anywhere could be in the Wounded Lands. Dinner had already been eaten, and their group had split off to take care of their own business before sleep and watch rotations started.

Etain was supposed to be cleaning and restringing her bow, but got distracted halfway through the task, and now she was staring. At Vikkari. 

Again.

If he noticed, he didn’t seem bothered by it. His focus was on the small block of wood that he was carefully carving into, strong hands gently and meticulously coaxing it into shape. Butterflies flitted around his head, glowing softly in the falling daylight.

One of them landed on his nose, flexing its tiny teal wings. Vikkari shook his head to shoo it away, but it held fast. He lowered his whittling with a dramatic sigh, which fluttered the butterfly but didn’t dislodge it.

Etain couldn’t help it. She giggled.

She covered her mouth almost immediately after the sound escaped, but it was too late. Color bloomed over her cheeks all the way to the tips of her ears, but she managed--barely--not to pull up her mask to hide her face when Vikkari’s attention fell on her. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to--I, um--” she took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and tried again. “I think you’ve got somethin’ on your face.”

His laugh finally dislodged his butterfly mustache, which flew away in a decidedly irritated way.

The laughter faded, but lingered in his eyes and the warmth of his smile. “Did you need something?”

“Oh!” She shook her head a little too quickly, dropping her gaze to her hands for a second before it was pulled back to the commander. “No. I was just curious about your… your butterflies.”

Vikkari finally (reluctantly? Or was that just wishful thinking on her part?) looked away from her to the jovial swarm fluttering around him. “There do seem to be an awful lot of them.” He sounded more amused than bothered by them.

Etain hummed in agreement, watching the glowing insects in consideration. She could feel the moment Vikkari’s attention returned to her, but she resolutely didn’t look back, in case doing so would make her forget what they were talking about. “Are they illusions? A manifestation of the magic of Elysium?”

He nodded slowly, getting lost in thought for a moment, before he finally said, “Maybe they’re like Aivu. Real butterflies, drawn here by…” he paused, smile faltering, “whatever this power comes from.”

The urge to comfort him was almost overwhelming; Etain would say almost anything to bring that smile back. “Or they could be local. Maybe they just think you’re a very interesting flower.”

Half of his smile came back, a crooked smirk that would look cocky on someone less charming. “Because I’m so pretty?”

“Because you’re sweet.”

A dazzling smile lit Vikkari’s face as an equally radiant blush spread across his cheeks. Her own cheeks flushed in response, and she ducked her head to hide it behind her half-unraveled braid.

Her eyes fell on her knapsack, and a sudden thought struck her. “Sweet,” she murmured to herself, an idea forming.

“What was that?” Despite his obvious curiosity, Etain knew he wouldn’t push if she didn’t want to share.

“May I try something?” She waited for him to nod before reaching for her bag, and dug around until she found a small bottle of amber liquid. The gentle pop of the stopper drew Pippin’s attention from dozing by the fire, but she ignored him and let a couple of drops from the bottle fall onto the back of her hand.

As soon as she held it out toward Vikkari, two butterflies changed trajectory to inspect, landing on her knuckles and flexing their wings with what could only be excitement.

Vikkari leaned closer, golden eyes glowing brighter in echo of the insects’ reaction. “What is that?”

Etain shrugged one shoulder, careful to keep her hand still. “It’s just honey.”

Eventually, the butterflies ate their fill and flew off to join the rest again--though they gave a little more respectful distance this time, she noticed.

Vikkari watched them in something like awe. Etain watched him in much the same way.

“So they are real.”

“I guess so.” She held her hand out to her side where Pippin waited patiently to clean the rest of the honey off of her hand.

The conversation ended there, meandering to other subjects--the Crusade, Vikkari’s whittling--before Seelah, Lann, and Aivu came over to join them. But Etain thought about it the next day while they traveled, and the one after.

Inspiration finally struck two days later, while the group traveled a road that cut through the middle of heavy forest. Etain walked parallel to the group, mask up and bow drawn, scouting the woods for ambushes; Lann took the other side, doing the same, with the rest of their collection of melee fighters and magic users on the road.

She didn’t find any ambushes (it had been waiting a mile up, in the middle of the road in plain sight), but she did find something else.

She brought it to Vikkari after dinner that night, relishing his surprised look when she held out the bundle of flowers in her hands. “May I?”

It took him a few seconds to reply, which made something warm settle in her chest. She didn’t know the Commander could be lost for words.

Eventually, he nodded. “Of course.”

Etain carefully unfolded the flower crown and placed it on his head, arranging it carefully against his (soft, how is his hair so soft this far from civilization?) hair.

As she’d hoped, the butterflies immediately took interest, coming in to land on the flowers instead of swarming around his head. Within moments, he had a halo of glowing wings, green and blue lights among the orange, pink, and purple flowers.

“Aster, phlox, lavender, and butterfly weed,” she said in answer to the question he didn’t ask. “Hopefully that will keep them out of your eyes, at least.”

He grinned at her, brighter than the fluttering crown he wore. “How do I look?”

“You look…” she blushed and looked away, unable to answer honestly and unwilling to lie. “I’d offer to show you, but I don’t own a mirror.”

“Thank you.” His voice was too soft, too warm, and it just made her blush darker. As always, he was kind enough to give her an escape route from her own embarrassment, and changed the subject. “What are the rest of them for?”

“Oh.” Etain had almost forgotten that she still held an armful of flowers. “They’re for Aivu. May I?”

The question was directed at the havoc dragon, who lounged nearby. Aivu nodded eagerly before the question was even finished, and Etain smiled as she settled the larger flower crown on her head. “There. I thought you might like one too. So you can match.”

“Where’s yours?” Both the dragon and the cleric asked at the same time before exchanging a grin, a silent conversation flowing between them that she couldn’t even begin to understand.

“I don’t need one,” she said quickly. It’s not like she had a swarm of fae butterflies to deal with, and even so she wasn’t one to indulge in pretty things. (Except the Commander, a knowing voice whispered in the back of her head.) “And I didn’t want to pick too many anyway.”

Vikkari nodded, seemingly in agreement, but she could see the gears whirring behind his eyes. Etain knew she hadn’t heard the last of this.

Strangely, she found herself looking forward to finding out what happened next.

#etain torren #vikkari damson #etain/vikkari #otp: may I? #happy birthday darling 💖 #vikkari deserves all the flower crowns #so does aivu #I ran into a bug (ha! get it? because butterflies) in my azata game where there were like. 3 times more butterflies than there should be #and that was the inspiration for this :3 #this will probably become a Thing for them I think #etain is going to give him so many flowers #(this was supposed to be in my queue to post first thing this morning but I guess I accidentally put it in drafts instead oops)

[kategorema]

the way they've handled vinnie confessing his feelings it's so refreshing 😭😭

#brassic #vinnie x erin #erin croft #otp: first thing in the morning last thing at night #otp: 34% was always enough #vinnie o'neill

[curemoonliite]

I have no idea what this means, but this is the truest YouTube comment I have ever seen and I literally could not agree more.

#warrior cats #lol #youtube #shipping #my post #my otp is literally two cats and the first thing i watched this morning was an amv of the two cats in love so of course i'm mentally stable #across the spider verse and the brightcloud manga are coming out the same month so yeah i will be normal this june :)

[pxrplepolkadots]

🙊

#soooo #I saw him for the first time in like three weeks two days ago #i missed him sm it was unreal #we played some board games and then literally just laid in his bed and cuddled in silence for like an hour and a half #it was so lovely. I love his head resting on my chest as our legs intertwine :) #we did some other things and when we went to bed we were just super giggly and ugh it was cute #cut to this morning when I had my health coms class and we talked about hpv #I got anxious bc i've done ~some things~ with him and i was worried maybe that he hasn't gotten a vax (for context I'm a virgin n he isn't) #but I asked to call him and he called me. We had a good honest convo and he told me that he hasn't seen anyone else since we started talkin #😭😭😭 #even on his spring break in flordia. #and then we talked for a while otp and he said we should “definitely” call more :') #yall I am down so fucking bad idk what to doooo #personal

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[tallmadgeandtea]

Hi! SS&SP Chapter 11 is finally finished! With a shit ton of editing and little time to do it, of course, but here’s a snippet from a fun future scene where Lizzie and the boys get into shooting shenanigans, and Benjamin… well… you’ll see:

“You should demonstrate your special move, Bennyboy.” Caleb Brewster said, his mouth curled in a sly grin. He moved the pistol between his hands as if it were a plaything, wooden and ineffective, the bullet a ball tied to a string.

Elizabeth redirected her attention back to Benjamin. “Oh?”

He glanced downward, “I don’t think that’s necessary, Caleb. Would be a waste of bullets.”

“What are you referring to, Mr. Brewster-”

“Eh, Lizzie, what did I say?”

“Caleb.”

“I once saw him shoot a man while flying on his horse like a devil outta hell.” Caleb replied. “Quite a sight to see if you ask me.”

“She didn’t,” Benjamin said curtly.

The rest of the group’s interest piqued, the conversation lulled, nonverbal deliberation hanging in the air with the gunsmoke. “I agree with Brewster,” Hamilton, of course, with an eerily similar scheming grin— a gunner’s grin. “I haven’t seen a good cavalryman perform since my last raid with Harry Lee.”

Benjamin scoffed, a low, warning laugh. “I’m not performing, Hamilton.”

“Let him go.” Tilghman looked over his shoulder, past the tree line and towards Headquarters. Were the sentries watching, or was she seeing things? He shook his head, smiling gently at Elizabeth. “His Excellency doesn’t want any shooting that isn’t drills, let alone a pistol from horseback.”

“You’re wrong about that, Captain,” Caleb clicked his tongue, “we’ve been at it for an hour and he still ain’t sent one of those men to come and scold us.”

Tilghman bristled at the casual rebuttal. “Don’t push your luck.”

“It’s my speciality.”

“I will push mine,” Lafayette finally entered the petty argument, “His Excellency listens to any explanation I offer. Is that not the case, gentlemen?”

“Always is!”

She ignored the rising argument over Washington’s favoritism. She looked back at Headquarters. Was he watching? Standing at his office window with his hands behind his back, distracting the others from copying orders? Would he bring it up at dinner?

If they let me stay, I’ll defend them. If worse came to worst, she’d show Washington her shot. And she’d tell him Benjamin was the reason why. She still felt his strong hands on her arm, perfecting her stance, the way he whispered in her ear, the way she turned around and her chin almost grazed his shoulder, the way he smiled when they saw the bullseye.

The bullseye wasn’t on the target, though.

“Major Tallmadge?”

“Miss?” Benjamin’s voice struck down the argument.

“Will you do it for me?”

He considered it- he considered her, searching her expression in the lull between speaking, she tilted her head to the side, giving him a soft, inviting smile. Clever girl, Elizabeth. She tried convincing herself it was wrong to use what she learned in Philadelphia on him.

Useless.

“…If you really want me to, Miss Walker.”

Elizabeth and Caleb exchanged the weapon. She held the pistol. Was the handle still warm? Still pulsing with their shared energy? “I do.”

Benjamin nodded, resigned. “Just a moment.”

He took the pistol from her and tucked it into his belt. He left the group, grabbing his helmet and cradling it on his side. He disappeared from the clearing and transformed into a silhouette until he reached Headquarters.

Caleb inhaled sharply through his teeth, shaking his head. He folded his arms. “He just can’t say no to you, Lizzie.”

Lafayette and the aides raised their eyebrows, but didn’t say anything. Elizabeth caught Tilghman’s expression change— changed to his curious, almost apprehensive look from earlier. Take a step back, Ben, he’d said. She hadn’t notice they were practically- she couldn’t call it an embrace. Yet there was no other word she could use.

Even though he technically outranked him, Benjamin had listened to the order.

#SS&SP CONTENT IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD 2024!!!!! #I actually finished the chap last Monday but if you can’t believe it. I was actually OUT OF THE HOUSE nearly the whole week! #anyways #they’re SO sillay! #so young and dumb and hot #who is this referring to? all of them #Miss Walker got her Glock! well. flintlock #the summer soldier and the sunshine patriot #SS&SP #turn fic #turn: washington's spies #amanda writes (kind of) #long post #otp: first thing in the morning

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[the-bar-sinister]

Ask for OTPs and Self Ships

copied from a now gone post and blog: original url https://glitter-and-gasoline-deactivate.tumblr.com/post/687208822931095552

TW: angst, suggestive content, etc.

Who would end a heated argument by defending their actions with ‘because I love you!’ ?

What would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare?

Do they wear the other’s clothes? (sweatshirt, bandana, necklace, etc.)

Which one is more protective? Who needs to be ‘protected’?

Describe their cozy night in.

Who would beg the other not to leave? Who has to leave to protect the other?

Would they build a pillow fort together just because?

What happens if one of them gets sick?

What are their thoughts on having children?

Describe their first date.

Do either try to hide their emotions if upset? Can the other still tell?

Do they have many heated arguments? How do they smooth things over?

Who’s the bigger tease?

How do their personalities compliment each other? How do they clash?

Do they always say ‘i love you’ before leaving?

Can they stay up all night just talking?

Who’s more likely to pull the other in by the waist and kiss them passionately?

How likely are they to have fur babies? How many and what kind?

How do they feel about PDA?

Choose one song that perfectly describes their relationship.

Who would get into a fight to defend the other’s honor? Who tends to the other’s wounds?

What reminds each of their partner?

Who’s more likely to convince the other to stay in bed come morning?

Who’s more likely to give the other a massage?

Do they have any hobbies they share?

What are their vices?

Who is the light weight that needs to be taken care of after a party?

What are there thoughts on pet names? Do they have any?

Who is more likely to jump in an elevator? Who freaks out?

Your OTP gets to pick out each other’s outfits; what is each wearing?

Can they sit side by side without touching the other or are they handsy? (lacing fingers, touching knees, etc.)

Who’s the better story teller?

Who’s the better cook?

Who’s more likely to tell a dirty joke or story to make the other blush?

Who’s more artistic?

Who’s more likely to fire up the stove at 2am because the other woke up in the middle of the night hungry?

Which is more likely to swear?

Who is more sexually experimental? Who’s more vanilla?

Who would rescue an injured animal and nurse it back to health? What would the other think?

Who has an insatiable appetite? And what does the other do to help?

Which one would take their jacket it off and drape over the other one because they were visibly shivering?

What’s their favorite type of weather to enjoy together? (getting snowed in together, watching thunderstorms, etc.)

Who would give their life for the other without a second thought?

Who would dance in the kitchen making dinner? Would the other join in or watch from the doorway?

Can they fall asleep without the other?

Would they get frisky at the movies by themselves?

Does either of them have a secret that could potentially ruin their relationship?

Who’s the better driver?

Does either of them have a hard time being away from the other?

who’s more likely to do something out of spite?

What’s a non verbal way they say I love you?

Describe their weekend getaway?

Would they ever go skinny dipping?

Who’s more likely to carry the other to bed?

Do they like watching clouds or star gazing?

What do they do turn the other on/put them in the mood?

Whose the serious one when grocery shopping and who likes to toss random things in the cart?

Who’s more likely to hold a grudge after an argument?

Who tops? Who bottoms?

Who pulls the other closer when they’re sleeping?

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[sageandred]

*(These aren't for me.) I was bored and made 1 of my own of these (:

(made specifically for all who reblog) >>>

OTP + CHARACTER ASK

Send a ship + a number and get an answer.

1. Who is the better cook?

2. Who gets up to cook at 2am?

3. Are they into PDA? Who initiates most?

4. Their favorite show to watch together?

5. Who is the cheesier one of the two?

6. Who is always, always running late?

7. Who's clumsier?

8. Who is a morning person? Who is a night owl?

9. Who travels lighter?

10. Who is always reminding the other not to forget important documents/general things before leaving out the door?

11. Who leaves notes in the other one's lunch? (Bonus: what do they say?)

12. Who prefers calling to texting (& vice versa)? Bonus: Who is so bad at texting it made the other think they weren't interested when they first started hanging out? [This could be hypothetical as much as real].

13. Stay home/go-out? What are their date nights like?

14. Who falls asleep during a movie?

15. Who's the first to cry during movies that don't seem sad?

16. Who hogs the covers?

17. Who is more competitive?

18. What are they like when they're drunk? How do they act together? & when 1 is drunk, while the other one's sober?

19. What do they fight about most often? (Alternative: what was their biggest fight?)

20. Who randomly brings home a stray puppy/kitten to adopt?

21. Any routines one has that the other had to get used to (ex. morning, nighttime, sleeping habits)?

22. Love languages? How do they get around differences, if any?

23. Who initiates cuddling more?

24. Sleeping/cuddling positions? (Big spoon, little spoon, etc.)?

25. (a lil sappy, but..) What do they like about each other?

26. Who is prone to road rage?

27. Craziest place they had sex?

28. Who always steals the other's food? How does their partner react to it?

29. First date? (Give as much or little detail)

30. Pet names? Yes or no?

31. How do they spend their anniversary?

32. Who's so affectionate they can't stop touching the other?

33. What is their wedding day like?

34. How do they cheer the other one up during sad times?

35. What are their tastes in music?

36. Who is more protective?

37. Who wanted to see Oppenheimer; who Barbie? Did they switch opinions after?

38. If/when they have kids, what is their parenting style (or pets-who does what)?

39. Do they get along with the other's family? If not, how do they deal with the other's family?

40. Who is the skilled shopper for holidays? Who always waits 'til the last minute to get all of their gifts? (Which one gets stressed out easily)?

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[chxrrysprxut]

What they do as your bf/gf hc PT 1

A/N: This contains Cody, Duncan, Trent, Gwen, Lindsay. (i'm doing every character)

Cody:

Okay, So Cody is literally SMITTEN by you

Like this boy. Would do anything for you

Lemme tell you what he does

first of all, if you hurt yourself, he will be RUNNIN over to you

Like he will be bolting', Like USAIN BOLT

And you'd be like "WTF" and he'd be like "baby! are you okay???"

Also, when he's around his friends they would get sooooooo tired of hearing about you

he's shorter than you

you can't change my mind

A Ton of movie nights

You are literally his idol

every date night he buys you those chocolate boxes shaped in hearts, and a bouquet of roses.

Duncan:

When he first met you at TDI, he thought you were annoying af

But boy DJ and Geoff, told him he was in LOVE with you

and he was like "No way"

3 weeks later

you guys make out

And lord ever since he has been SMITTEN by you

you guys are like an OTP

You always go to his Juvie center, and call him on the phone

he fights the guards when his call time is over

Trent:

Trent is always playing his guitar for you

when you guys cuddle, he braids your hair

you make him bracelets and he ALWAYS wears them, and i mean ALWAYS

He always sends you notes like: "Hey Beautiful, Date night 2night? 7pm Movies?"

He writes you songs ;-;

If you stay at his house and he wakes up earlier than you

be prepared for a breakfast feast

whenever you wear lipstick he ALWAYS wants you to kiss him. All over his face. His lips. His neck. His Hands. He loves YOUR lipstick marks

And dont get me started

this boy.

is always

sneaking into your house

also

Your parents

LOVE HIM

also when you hurt yourself. He cries

A ton

especially if its S3lf H^rm

He be crying a waterfall

Trent is Hubby goals ;-;

I want him now;-;

he loves it when you wear his clothes

he kinda

he kinda just thinks about

things...(if you know you know)

also hes a bottom

like honestly

Gwen:

You help her dye her hair

When you wear her clothes she gets annoyed

idk why

she loves doing your hair in the mornings

ahem shes a top ahem

On your bunk bed

Why yall have dirty minds

If you know you know

she helps you study for your tests

Lindsay:

You love her ditzy manner

She loves doing your makeup

She giggles at the stupidest thing

"Omg, this pigeon wearing a top hat is like soooooo cuteee"

She once almost cut her finger off

she cried

for 7 hours straight

she like falls asleep during movies

#tdi x reader #total drama gwen #gwen td #trent x reader #total drama island x reader #duncan x reader #cody tdi #lindsay total drama