Open Post 2016 2017 Edition

[likeabulldozer]

☻Pick one of my characters or drop any of your characters in and get a random choice.
☻Pick a scenario or use RNG (or make one up if you don't see what you want here).
☻Have fun!

I. Roadtrip

1. BREAK DOWN. Oh snap. Your car decided to break down out in the middle of nowhere. WHAT DO? Is that Leather-face? Will this be "Children of the Corn"?
2. HITCHHIKERS? Is this even a good idea? Threads may also have a third participant. Go wild.
3. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST HIT? Dude, I hear deer mess up cars... Or I think that was a deer...
4. DON'T MAKE ME TURN THIS CAR AROUND. Alas. You're the parent or disgruntled friend who has had it up to here with all the fighting in the back. This thread may also have a third or even fourth participant, if you can wing it.
5. OMG, I WANT TO TAKE A PICTURE OF THIS LANDMARK! No, no, and no. You tell that person that they're going to be driven around and they're going to like it.
6. THE GREAT ESCAPE. Either dinosaurs or the moth-man is chasing you. Don't stop now.
7. MAKE OUT. For whatever reason, the person you're traveling with in the car. You would love to make out with them and then some.



II. Cuddles

1. SWEET DREAMS. It's been a long day and all you want to do is sleep or just rest your eyes for a bit. Hopefully whoever is close by doesn't mind if you use them as a blanket.
2. STORMY WEATHER. The heavy rain, thunder, and lightning won't be letting up anytime soon. Luckily, it's the perfect weather to stay indoors and snuggle up close and keep warm.
3. SLOW DANCE. It's the end of a party, or maybe it's only the two of you, but the tempo is slow and the lights are low. Let your dance partner take the weight and just sway.
4. SURPRISE ATTACK. Time to invade someone's personal space. Are they working too much and need a distraction? Maybe you just wanted to brighten their day. Either way, they won't see it coming.
5. MOVIE NIGHT. It can be on the sofa or in a darkened theater, but you've got your popcorn and someone to settle against during your favorite movie.
6. I LOVE YOU, MAN. It's totally platonic, really. You're just very good friends, no matter what people like to think. But you just love your friend so much you want to hug them, whether they like it or not.
7. JEEPERS CREEPERS. Welp. You were just frightened. Was it a spider in the washroom, a ghost in the attic, a bad dream? Either way, you're looking for someone to cling to right now, and who better than that person right there?
8. HURT AND COMFORT. Whether you're sick in bed, just been dumped, or suffered a traumatic event, you need someone to wrap their arms around you and make everything go away.
9. SUNDAY MORNING. Maybe you just had a wild night. Maybe there's just not enough space at your place and you need to share your bed. Or maybe you just got really tired and someone else happened to be there. Doesn't matter because now the person with you looks way more comfortable than any blanket or pillow. Drape to your heart's content.
10. MOMENT AFTER. You just had incredible, vigorous sex and if you weren't a cuddler before, you are now. You're probably too exhausted to do anything else anyway. Just enjoy the moment.
11. PLAYER'S CHOICE. Pick one or make up your own!

III. Hurt/Comfort

1. INJURY. You've been injured. Broken bones or bleeding out or maybe just a tiny little paper-cut. The choice is yours.
2. SICKNESS. You're sick and laid up in bed, at home or in a hospital. The severity is up to you.
3. FEAR/ANXIETY. Something is happening and you're scared beyond belief.
4. LOSS OF SENSES. Sight, touch, taste, hearing, smell, etc. You've lost some important sense or ability and now you're left to deal with it.
5. DESPAIR. Nothing is good or right anymore and you can't shake the depression. Maybe that friend of yours can help though.
6. MAKE UP. Fight or break up, it's time to make up.
7. RESCUED. You've just been held captive and/or tortured for however long and finally, someone has come to the rescue.
8. BAD ROMANCE. Fight, cheat on, abuse, whatever the case is, someone else can clearly see you need comfort from someone who isn't your terrible lover tonight.
9. LOSS. You've experienced a loss of some kind and need help getting through it.

IV. Texts from Last Night

1.Go here
2. Make Magic happen

V. Intimacy

1. PHYSICAL INTIMACY. It might just be innocent touches or it might be foreplay.
2. LONG CONVERSATIONS. Honest words can be more intimate than touch.
3. DRUNK. You're over-sharing or simply maudlin.
4. FORCED INTIMACY. Magic. A truth serum, whatever - you didn't mean to bare your soul, but that is precisely what you're doing right now.
5. SLOW-DANCING. There is something inherently intimate about trusting someone else to lead you, and someone trust you to lead them.
6. OTHER. Intimacy can come in many forms. Pick your poison.

VI. SENTINEL GUIDE

Prompts
oo1. The Meeting:
How did you meet? Was it at an event organized specifically for finding your other half? By accident? Did you follow a mystical calling to them? Some other way?

oo2. Rejection:
Sometimes Sentinels or Guides propose a match but it's just not perfect. You don't feel the pull or maybe you think there is someone better or maybe you're already claimed. Maybe you were claimed and someone better came along?

oo3. Protection:
Sentinels are meant to protect Guides, any Guides, but it's even worse when they feel their Guide is in danger. They go feral; blind to anything but stopping and killing whoever threatened their Guide or the bond. Maybe someone attacked your Guide or you haven't bonded yet and you feel threatened or maybe you're the one doing the threatening. Whatever the reason, Sentinels in a feral state are dangerous and only their Guides can stop them.

oo4. Lost:
Sentinels often lose themselves in their senses. Either you're a Sentinel who has lost themselves or a Guide that has stumbled on one or a friend trying to draw them out. Unbonded Sentinels will find it hard to escape without a Guide. Or maybe you're bonded already which means you just need yours to come home.

005. Persecution:
Sometimes normal people or the government fear the power of Guides and Sentinels. Guides are empaths, feeling the emotions and sometimes passing thoughts of others and it can make people feel violated. Sentinels often have enhanced strength, which can make them dangerous. So they scorn them, hurt them or in the case of governments, regulate them.

oo6. Old-School:
Guides used to be treated on the same level as slaves. Unable to work unless their Sentinel said. Not allowed out on their own. They used to wear collars and couldn't own land or inherit money. Maybe the old ways haven't completely fallen out of style.

oo7. Unbonded:
Nothing sucks more than being an unbonded Guide or Sentinel. Always looking for your other half to fill that empty feeling but you probably have friends that aren't your match or who are trying to set you up with someone. Maybe you're skeptical about the whole love at first sight thing and haven't been looking.

oo8. Wildcard: Some mish-mash of the above or anything else you can come up with!



Other Options
Don't like any of the above? Here are some other options:

1. Picture Prompt: go here or any of your other favorite picture sites. Leave me a few pictures and I'll set something up.
2. Pick a prompt from this prompt tumblr or try googling OTP prompts
3. Insomnia! One or both of you can't sleep. Be awake together.
4. Leave me a scenario, lyrics, a word or a quote

Comments

[the_dawnster]

At Eric's house, Dawn immediately finds a shower and bathes the blood and guts off of her. Her back is still a mess of claw marks but they've scabbed over. She uses Eric's comb to pull it through her hair. Then she slips on one of his Fangtasia shirts that's way too big for her and exits the bathroom.

She finds Eric on the phone in his living room and moves over to the couch, waiting quietly for him to get done. She sits and pulls her legs up to her chest, idly scratching at the scars she's had for years on the inside of her wrists.

When he hangs up, she looks up. "You know, maybe I could bring some of my stuff over here. Have a drawer of things, some shower gel and stuff?"

[vikingly]

Eric showers as well and by the time Dawn is done, he's dressed in a pair of dark track pants and a black tee shirt. He looks up when Dawn comes in and smiles slightly, but continues issuing orders and making plans. He hangs up the phone and tosses it to the coffee table.

He nods at Dawn's suggestion. "You could move in properly if you like. The house is largely empty during the daytime." Because he's got his basement darkroom that he goes down into to sleep during the day. He keeps one bedroom and bathroom with his clothes in the closet and dresser.

He bites his wrist and holds it out to her. "For your back," he tells her. Yes he could rub blood in the wounds, but there's no reason not to give his blood to Dawn. He's already forged a connection with her and it helps to know where she is at all times and if she's in danger, as they proved tonight.

[the_dawnster]

The idea of moving in is both exciting and scary. She likes Eric a lot. Moving in would take her away from Buffy again. Things never seem to go well for her when she's away from Buffy. Of course she gets in trouble when she's with Buffy too, so maybe there isn't that much of a difference.

"We could be roomies? Yeah. Maybe." She says with a thoughtful nod.

Then Eric is beside her and offering a bloody wrist. It isn't anything new for her anymore. It doesn't gross her out like it once did. In her mind this is just another way to stay safe. Eric can find her and feel what she's feeling and all that.

Dawn takes his wrist and drinks his blood. It'll make the aching sting at her back go away.

[vikingly]

Eric has no desire to take Dawn away from her sister. He's perfectly happy with the situation as it is, but he wouldn't object to Dawn moving in either.

"We'll start with a drawer and a toothbrush," he tells her. "Bring over whatever you like. I'll make certain that there's room in the closet."

It certainly makes things more convenient.

It will, and quickly. Once she's had enough, he pulls his wrist away. The doorbell rings and Eric gets up to get it. He returns with an armful of food, which he puts on the coffee table next to the couch Dawn is sitting on.

[the_dawnster]

"Oh! I'm kind of starving." Dawn sits up straighter and leans in to reach for a carton of food. It turns out to be beef and broccoli. She likes beef and broccoli. She unwraps a plastic fork and digs in, humming slightly in appreciation of food in her stomach. She hasn't eaten for a full day, after all. Anyone who knows Dawn, knows she can put away a lot of food.

She looks over to Eric, watching him for a moment as she eats. She really is a lot of trouble, a trouble magnet, even. She's a hot mess and it's a miracle that he keeps her around.

"I'm sorry." She tells him, knowing that he got injured in the battle with the faeries too. The faeries were after her, not him. The blood of the key. He got mixed up in it for her. And now that they know she's the key, more will come so that they can strengthen their portals to their world. "You know, just a... general apology for you almost dying because of me every other week."

[vikingly]

Eric had assumed she would be. Not only does healing so fast wreck havoc on her metabolism, but vampire blood tends to increase one's appetite. He'd ordered a great deal of food for a reason.

Once Dawn is settled with her food, Eric sits on the couch with her. Normally, he'd have a bottle of Trublood while she ate, but he'd consumed enough fairy blood that not only is he full, he's high and trying to focus. Eric likes trouble. They both know it. Trouble keeps his life interesting.

He quirks his eyebrows up at her apology and shakes his head. "You needn't apologize, but I do think it's about time you tell me why the fae wanted you." He has some theories, but they don't make any sense because he doesn't have enough information.

[the_dawnster]

Even now, even when it makes absolute sense for her to tell him the truth, it's hard for her to get it out. It's one of those things that Dawn has trouble explaining because she has such negative feelings and experiences associated with it. It's one of those things that Dawn really doesn't much like about herself.

She isn't special. She's a liability. She's a thing of mass destruction. None of the people she knows and loves would ever say it. But it's something she's accepted about herself.

"Well..." She stalls by shoving a bite of pizza into her mouth. She takes time chewing that bite. She even takes time swallowing it down. "I'm kind of not real. I mean, I was created a handful of years ago to house this ancient mystical key that can tear down the walls between worlds and realities and open portals and... all kinds of cool destructive stuff."

Dawn wants so badly to be the hero of the story. She's never the hero though. As stated above, she's a weapon, she's a liability. That doesn't mean she doesn't try though. "I've helped save the world a few times though so I'm kind of vicariously a super hero!"

[vikingly]

He can tell that she's having trouble telling him whatever it is. He can feel it because of the blood connection, but he can also see it all over her. He can smell her uncertainty and while anyone else might reassure her, Eric simply waits and let her find her way to telling him.

He happens to like mass destruction. It's generally a good deal of fun as long as he's not the one being destructed. Humans, especially those with an emotional connection to another being, are terrible at telling the truth and at accepting it about those that they love or themselves.

He arches an eyebrow at her as she chews the pizza, knowing she's stalling. "That certainly explains why the fae wanted you. How many people know about this?" He's curious because he wants to know how the fae found out and whom he has to kill in order to make sure no one else finds out. A bit belatedly he realizes that he ought to offer some sort of reassurance that he doesn't mind her being this thing. "That doesn't make you any less real than me or the fae we killed or the werewolves. It simply makes you different. Many things take on the guise of humans." His voice is a bit softer as he says this to her so that she's aware he's not mad nor does he have any intention of leaving her.

He smiles ever so slightly, that smile a bit lopsided. "Indeed. I've helped nearly destroy the world a few times. Does that make me a vicarious villain?" he teases her then moves in to press a kiss to her temple. "Dawn, I don't care if you're a superhero or a villain. I've known you weren't entirely human since the moment I smelled you. I like what you are."

[the_dawnster]

Well. He took that far better than she'd imagined he would. To be fair though, Dawn has an overactive imagination and can work herself up to imagine the worst possible scenarios, especially when she cares about something. She really likes Eric and his gray area way of living life. It's easier for her to exist in gray area too, truth be told.

"Some factions know there's a key somewhere, but they have no idea what houses the key. And then there's Glory and her minions. They all know it's me. Demons. Hell Goddess. Messy stuff." Dawn shakes her head, trying to push those memories away. That was a bad time for everyone, especially her sister. All because of her. "Basically, you have one of the best kept secrets in the mystical world for a girlfriend. Congratulations?"

When he kisses her brow, it makes Dawn feel a bit better. She smiles up at him. "I'm glad you don't care cause I really like you a lot."

She pauses. "The fae were trying to use my blood to open a better portal to Faerie. I don't know if it was just that group or all the fae. I guess I should start carrying my crossbow again."

[vikingly]

Honestly, there's very little that surprises Eric. He's lived through and seen so much. It's not that different from the Fae opening portals, but she does it with her blood outside of her body instead of in it, the way Fae do and, as far as he knows, Fae can't open a portal to just any dimension, but he'd known little to nothing about the Fae before Sookie had disappeared a few years ago. The gray area is easier. Human beings just tend to make it more difficult. He likes that Dawn doesn't.

He nods a little. "Should he appear, she won't be the first goddess I've tangled with." He didn't fare well against the last one, but he had lived. He smirks a bit at the congratulations. "I'll have to get myself a cake and uncork a particularly nice vintage." Except that he doesn't eat cake and anything he 'uncorks' would be a person and their blood. "Perhaps I'll just get you the cake and the wine." He can taste it better that way anyhow.

"And I like you a lot as well," he assures her. His words are glib, but his tone of voice is fairly serious.

"You should definitely start carrying your crossbow and I'll have one of the wolves trail you in the daytime. I'll also make certain that everyone knows if they harm you they'll have to tangle with me." That'll be a deterrent to some at least.