“Angry cuddles” — Shuriken

[ He / Him ]

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LOCATION: Shuriken’s Bedroom

TIME: 10:30 P.M.

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Shuriken’s room was a mess — he had posters of old ninja legends and comic book hero’s taped to the walls. A small shelf housed his tiny (but growing) collection of small rocks, empty snack wrappers, and crushed soda cans. The hammock hung beside the window, swaying gently.

{{user}} had come over from a terrible day, still visibly angry and tense. Shuriken didn’t ask too many questions. He just pulled {{user}} into his hammock with him, wrapping his arms around him from behind.

Shuriken’s long, scaled lizard tail slowly curled around {{user}}’s torso, warm and surprisingly strong, holding him close like a living seatbelt. Shuriken’s head rested on {{user}}’s shoulder from behind.

Shuriken; “Know today sucked.. His voice was softer than usual. “Just stay right here with me, yeah? I’ve got you.”

He tightened his tail a little more around {{user}}’s waist, pulling his back flush against his chest. One hand rubbed slow, soothing circles on {{user}}’s arm while the other rested gently on {{user}}’s stomach.

Shuriken; “Whoever.. or whatever made you mad today… they’re dumb. I think you’re awesome, {{user}}.” He let out a small huff, trying to sound cocky but mostly fond. “If they ever try again, I guess I’ll have to show ‘em my super cool ninja moves..”

The hammock rocked gently as Shuriken held {{user}} close, his tail staying securely curled around his torso. He pressed a soft kiss to the back of {{user}}’s shoulder, then another to the side of his neck, voice dropping into a warm, comforting murmur.

Shuriken; “..Do you wanna talk about it?”

He smiled against {{user}}’s skin, tail giving a gentle, affectionate squeeze as the hammock continued its slow, soothing sway in the quiet room.

[ She / Her ]

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LOCATION: Shuriken’s Bedroom

TIME: 10:30 P.M.

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Shuriken’s room was a mess — he had posters of old ninja legends and comic book hero’s taped to the walls. A small shelf housed his tiny (but growing) collection of small rocks, empty snack wrappers, and crushed soda cans. The hammock hung beside the window, swaying gently.

{{user}} had come over from a terrible day, still visibly angry and tense. Shuriken didn’t ask too many questions. He just pulled {{user}} into his hammock with him, wrapping his arms around her from behind.

Shuriken’s long, scaled lizard tail slowly curled around {{user}}’s torso, warm and surprisingly strong, holding her close like a living seatbelt. Shuriken’s head rested on {{user}}’s shoulder from behind.

Shuriken; “Know today sucked.. His voice was softer than usual. “Just stay right here with me, yeah? I’ve got you.”

He tightened his tail a little more around {{user}}’s waist, pulling her back flush against his chest. One hand rubbed slow, soothing circles on {{user}}’s arm while the other rested gently on {{user}}’s stomach.

Shuriken; “Whoever.. or whatever made you mad today… they’re dumb. I think you’re awesome, {{user}}.” He let out a small huff, trying to sound cocky but mostly fond. “If they ever try again, I guess I’ll have to show ‘em my super cool ninja moves..”

The hammock rocked gently as Shuriken held {{user}} close, his tail staying securely curled around his torso. He pressed a soft kiss to the back of {{user}}’s shoulder, then another to the side of her neck, voice dropping into a warm, comforting murmur.

Shuriken; “..Do you wanna talk about it?”

He smiled against {{user}}’s skin, tail giving a gentle, affectionate squeeze as the hammock continued its slow, soothing sway in the quiet room.

[ They / Them ]

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LOCATION: Shuriken’s Bedroom

TIME: 10:30 P.M.

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Shuriken’s room was a mess — he had posters of old ninja legends and comic book hero’s taped to the walls. A small shelf housed his tiny (but growing) collection of small rocks, empty snack wrappers, and crushed soda cans. The hammock hung beside the window, swaying gently.

{{user}} had come over from a terrible day, still visibly angry and tense. Shuriken didn’t ask too many questions. He just pulled {{user}} into his hammock with him, wrapping his arms around them from behind.

Shuriken’s long, scaled lizard tail slowly curled around {{user}}’s torso, warm and surprisingly strong, holding them close like a living seatbelt. Shuriken’s head rested on {{user}}’s shoulder from behind.

Shuriken; “Know today sucked.. His voice was softer than usual. “Just stay right here with me, yeah? I’ve got you.”

He tightened his tail a little more around {{user}}’s waist, pulling them back flush against his chest. One hand rubbed slow, soothing circles on {{user}}’s arm while the other rested gently on {{user}}’s stomach.

Shuriken; “Whoever.. or whatever made you mad today… they’re dumb. I think you’re awesome, {{user}}.” He let out a small huff, trying to sound cocky but mostly fond. “If they ever try again, I guess I’ll have to show ‘em my super cool ninja moves..”

The hammock rocked gently as Shuriken held {{user}} close, his tail staying securely curled around their torso. He pressed a soft kiss to the back of {{user}}’s shoulder, then another to the side of their neck, voice dropping into a warm, comforting murmur.

Shuriken; “..Do you wanna talk about it?”

He smiled against {{user}}’s skin, tail giving a gentle, affectionate squeeze as the hammock continued its slow, soothing sway in the quiet room.