buyan | Super Fluff Meme

It's what you get when you combine the Affectionate Physical Contact Meme with the general Fluff meme. Since they're both basically related and are involved with one another, why not go ahead and throw them together for the ultimate fluff situation? Here's how it works:

Post with your character with the character's name and series in the subject line.
Others respond.
Use RNG and enter 1-15 to pick a scenario.
Then use RNG again and enter 1-9 to pick which physical contact to use next. "Roll" this as often as you want.
Enjoy the fluff

fluff scenario

1.Sick day. You're down with the flu or some injury. Whatever the reason, you're bedridden or at the hospital. Aren't you lucky that that special someone came to visit you?

2.Date night. You've made special plans to show that special someone just how much you love them and nothing can go wrong tonight.

3.Cheer up. One or both of you is feeling down and it's time to get out of that slump by either finding a way to distract yourself or talking it out with the other person.

4.Love confession. Your stomach is doing flip flops and your heart is racing, but you've read all the signs right, and it's time to let that other person know you feel the same way.

5.Special gift. Maybe it's the first time, or maybe this is the gift that really counts. Birthday, Christmas, or just a random present, you've been planning and saving up for this one and are hoping that special person will like it.

6.Last time (for awhile). One of you is going away for some reason (it can be as simple or angsty as you want it to be) and you may be back or you may not, but you want to spend the time you've got left where you are with someone special.

7.Pillow talk. You've just had fantastic sex (which playing out is optional!) and you're both content to lay back and enjoy a little bit of pillow talk or maybe go for round two as soon as you catch your breath!

8.Shared dessert. Whether it's because you're both cheap or you're one of those cute, lovey-dovey couples who love sharing desserts, the two of you are sharing that delicious ice cream sundae or cake with one another. Did some of it get on your partner's nose? Or maybe you want to go ahead and take a bite out of the cookie sticking out of their mouth.

9.Need a friend. You just want to hang out with the guys/girls and have a little fun.

10.I'm sorry. You had a fight with someone and now it's time to kiss and make up. . . or at least make up.

11.A moment at home. There's nothing better than enjoying a peaceful day without anything to worry about. Maybe you'll share a book with a friend, or just enjoy some tea and catch up.

12.Been so long. You're back after a long trip somewhere and now it's time to meet up with someone you've missed a lot and make up for lost time!

13.I'll defend you until the end. You're going to fight for that person and you're going to let them know it or show them, whichever comes first.

14.Pillow fight. You're both feeling the need to have some friendly horseplaying, and what better way than with pillows?

15.Wild card. Reroll, pick an option, or come up with something else!

physical contact

1.Hugging. You just want to give your loved one a warm embrace. Be it out of happiness, to comfort them while they're down, or just to give them something warm to latch onto, you just want to wrap your arms around them.

2.Kissing. Whether it's a peck on the cheek or a deep kiss, a kiss good-bye or a romantic kiss, you find yourself compelled to kiss the other person! Be as tender or as passionate as you so choose.

3.Holding hands. It's a simple gesture, really -- to reach out and take someone's hand. But that one simple gesture can convey any number of sentiments. What the sentiment is is up to you, but you find yourself reaching out to take your significant other's hand.

4.Carrying. Is your loved one hurt and needs a lift? Do they want a piggyback ride? Or do you just want to spare them the effort of walking? Whatever the reason, you're now itching to pick up your partner and carry them to their destination (maybe even the bedroom).

5.Dancing. Kick up the music, because it's time to dance! But no lone dancing allowed -- you need to have a partner! You can do whatever dance strikes your fancy. Personally, I recommend the slow dance, but you can do whatever you want!

6.Massaging. Did your significant other have a rough day? Did they get hurt? Or do you just feel like doing something really nice for them? Whatever it is, you're giving them a nice massage now. They'll feel wonderful in no time!

7.Tickling. Does that special someone feel a little tense? Maybe they've been frowning a little too much late? Or maybe you're just feeling a little devilish. Give them a tickle and see what happens!

8.Cuddling. Sometimes there's just no better feeling than curling up next to each other on a warm sofa. Hold each other, lie next to each other, fall asleep on each other -- it's all good here.

9.Wild Card. Reroll, pick an option, or come up with something else!

(stolen from

bakerstreet )

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[Oh he likes to see those reactions alright, and he's smart enough to know that it's half show, but that's a thing right there. He loves that moment when those little showy sounds shift into something all to genuine. So when that growl reaches his ears and that hand tightens around his wrist, he blinks and shifts underneath him.

That fiery gaze has him nodding even as he pulls back. It'll be a bit difficult if he doesn't want to dislodge Arthur from where he's sitting so Ivan gently taps Arthur's hips, urges him to pull away enough for Ivan to lift his hips and shimmy out of his pants. It takes a bit of effort and he presses close as he struggles out of the confining fabric. But once he's free, there's a sigh of relief, it's much better without the pants uncomfortably pressing against him and Ivan reaches up to bring Arthur right back to where he was settled before, leans up for another kiss.]

Better, lyubov? [It's a murmur against Arthur's lips, a bit of a jest.]

[He's not that eager to move away, no, but he does so that Ivan can do as he asked and is quick enough to slide back onto his lap, letting out a hum of pleasure against his lover's lips as he feels the warmth of skin against skin. Arthur rolls his hips forwards, hissing softly, one hand cupping around the other man's neck then up into his hair, which he grips and lightly tugs on as he bites Ivan's lower lip in retaliation against his teasing]

Much better...

[Though he's growing less and less fond of their current location, he's not yet quite willing to move]

[There's a soft whine when Arthur tugs on his hair, teeth catching at his lip. He can tell it's a warning against the teasing, but really he can hardly keep himself from doing so. There's a rough roll of his hips up against Arthur's, hands raking down the curve of his back. He catches Arthur up in another kiss, murmurs against his lips.]

D'you want to move, Arthur? [Perhaps a bit of a sudden insight, but Ivan's not as pleased in the lack of options this lends him. So he's letting a hand slip between them and palm at the line of Arthur's obvious erection.]

Nn..

[His reactions are moving more away from simple display and more towards the genuine as Ivan continues his attentions. The teasing isn't something he minds terribly, though there will come a point where he would much rather be doing something else. However.. he doesn't expect to be disappointed in that regard. The Russian nation has never disappointed him. Ivan's question draws a low chuckle from somewhere deep in his chest and he grips the man's shoulders, tilting his head back and groaning as he's touched and teased further]

I believe that I--ah.. can tolerate this.. for a little longer..

Good~ [He smiles and ducks his head down to mouth at the line Arthur's throat makes when he tips his head back. There's the soft press of teeth, a long swipe of his tongue over skin and he trails open mouthed kisses down his throat to nip at collarbones.

Of course, getting the consent that they can stay here a bit longer means Ivan's going to drag out those touches, each stroke languid. But he can't hide how much this is affecting him and his touch speeds up just a bit, enough that the wearing of his patience is obvious. There's a little buck of his hips, a soft whine muffled against Arthur's skin. Those hands at his back and the way Arthur's hips move isn't quite enough, but he's wiling to wait just a bit longer for the other nation to touch him.]

[Ah, good.. he was getting the sounds that he wanted now. It did his pride some good to hear Ivan losing it like that, even if it was only a little. A man like Ivan.. it was a dangerous game to play to push him to that kind of thing and he had always found it so exhilarating.

But he does give in, because he wants to touch the Russian nation as much as he wants to be touched. His shirt is gone, there's no barrier between Arthur's lips and the man's cool skin as he kisses it, runs his fingers over it, brings up a pale mark on his shoulder while his thumbs slowly circle over the darker skin of his nipples. With the way that Ivan is teasing him his movements are urgent, hasty, though none the less effective for it.

It's only a short time before he's shifting back, working Ivan's pants open, and murmuring for him to lift his hips so he can slide them off]

[There's another hitched sound as Arthur tastes his skin, draws a mark upon the span of his shoulder and traces touches across his torso. Arthur's incredibly warm, it seems, and Ivan can't help the way he presses close as if he could soak that warmth into him and hold it there. A foolish, idle thought but one he entertains for a brief moment. Which is probably the reason he groans when Arthur leans back, even if it's only for him to get rid of Ivan's own pants. There's a soft shift, hands making sure to keep Arthur steady as Ivan lifts his hips and helps Arthur tug them off.

He leans up for another kiss here, pleased at Arthur's hands on his skin and the soft murmur of his voice.]

[One way or another, in these situations, he finds ways to warm Ivan's skin. Some times take longer than others but he can do it, he knows he can, and there's always a sense of achievement when he does. It's an awkward manoeuvre for him to pull Ivan's pants off, but once he has, he's free to look at him, and look at him he does, fey-green eyes darkened with want and need.

The kiss is returned eagerly, heated as he pushes the fingers of one hand into the Russian nation's hair and grips it, his other hand trailing down his chest, lingering over his heart, skimming between his hips before he finally touches the man's length, curling his fingers around it]

[Ivan certainly can't hide the way his skin flushes blink at that look, as wanting as it is and his lips part as if to speak but he's caught up in those fingers in his hair and kiss. So there's a rough groan, head tipping back as his hair is tugged and oh, Arthur so unfair you know how that affects him.

There's a soft hitched sound as he kisses back hungrily, heart thrumming under the old burn mark and the gentle touch of those warm fingers before they dip down to trace the lines of his hipbones and wrap firmly around his length. There's a buck of his hips and he's nearly putty underneath Arthur's hands. More soft, needy sounds spill into the kiss.]

[Oh, he does, and that's why he's doing it, tugging on the pale strands and scratching his fingernails idly against the larger man's scalp. He murmurs lowly against the kiss, a stilted mixture of English and Russian and heavily accented words that mean next to nothing but they're all he can do to express himself at the moment. Every sound the Russian nation makes is taken in, remembered.

Slowly, his fingers explore. He's more than ready to move on from this but he can never resist having Ivan utterly under his control. There's something thrilling about it, that someone so feared can be brought to heel under his fingertips. He slides his fingers up and down the other man's length, rolling his thumb over the tip, knowing exactly how and where to touch to make the other arch and moan.]

[There's a low moan into the kiss, both from the touches and the heady, stilted words Arthur presses to his lips. Ivan focuses on that, lest he lose himself too quickly in the skilled way Arthur moves. So here his hands rake down Arthur's back, score lines as they move and catch his hips, drag him close.

And--well, Ivan knows how much Arthur likes that control and though it's something Ivan can barely give up--he does so. There's an arch of his back, head tossing back, back pulling away from the couch. It's in part for show, but he's certainly responding to those touches.]

Arthur, [It's a bit of a whine, accent dragging.] please?

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