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

[preemptiveforgiveness]

He wraps his arms around her as well, tugging her into his lap and bowing his head to kiss the top of her head. Matt wants to go home. He knows he needs to go home. Hell's Kitchen needs him and he'd left things so terribly between he and Foggy. However, he doesn't want to lose Lydia.

"A couple of hundred to Harvard, about 50 miles to Princeton." It's a good school. He knows that, but he's not sure how he feels about Lydia changing her idea of her future for him. The idea that she would be closer makes him happy, but he also wants to make sure that she doesn't have any regrets because of him. "Cornell is just about the same distance as Harvard," he tells her with a smile. "Columbia is in New York City. That's where I graduated from." It doesn't sound arrogant. She has to have back-up schools. He hadn't really thought much about back-ups simply because he had to get a scholarship so he'd applied to every university with a decent law program he could find. He'd been lucky his first choice had given him a full ride.

[sanguinescry]

With a soft hum of thought, Lydia considers this. She hadn't really looked at Columbia and she has no idea if it has her focus of study, let alone the reputation for that focus of study. Just because it's a good law school, doesn't mean it'll have a decent science program. She wishes that there was a way to look it up while she was here, so she can prepare herself; make plans. A soft sigh escapes her because she knows that there isn't and a decent chunk of her frustration with this place is all of the not-knowing and inability to plan for how to proceed with her life when she gets out. Of course there's no way; why would there be, when they keep telling the Alphas that all of them are simply clones.

"I guess I've some homework to do when I get home, then," she says softly, tilting her head up to kiss him. God, she loves kissing him. Lydia loves the way that Matt makes her feel. He's blind and yet he's made her feel more beautiful than anyone else has ever been able to. He makes her feel safe and loved and warm. He makes her feel alive.

[preemptiveforgiveness]

Matt doesn't know much about Columbia's reputation either outside of it being a good law school. He likes that Lydia wants to plan and to organize. It makes all of this seem a little more real, as if it's rooted in not only this world, but home as well. He runs his fingers through her hair, close to her hairline.

"I guess you do," he murmurs against her lips as he kisses her, his fingers curling against her cheek as he tilts her face into the kiss, deepening it as he pulls her closer with his other hand.

[sanguinescry]

Lydia smiles against Matt's kiss before melting into it. He isn't pushing back or backpedaling as if realizing belatedly that he's made a terrible mistake by giving her the idea that she should change schools to be near him; by giving her the idea that he actually wants to try when they get out of here. ...if they get out of here.

Her fingers are in his hair, scratching fingernails gently against his scalp as she shifts to be even closer to him still. There's just something about Matt that makes her always want more. That apparently makes her want to turn her life plan on their head to accommodate this man into them.

When their kiss breaks, Lydia presses her forehead to his, smiling as she whispers. "Thanks for being the best part of this place."

[preemptiveforgiveness]

No, he definitely isn't and it's likely something that will concern him or preoccupy him in the future, but this with her isn't something he's going to regret. He doesn't want out of this simply because of the age gap between them. He simply wants to make sure he's doing the right thing by her. Lydia deserves to have everything she wants in life. He won't be the reason she doesn't.

He moans softly as her fingernails scratch against his scalp and she moves closer. Any and all age gap is forgotten. She makes him feel alive and hopeful, like he has a life worth living even in this place.

He grins as well, pressing a kiss to the tip of her nose before resting his forehead back against hers. "You don't have to thank me for that. I'm happy to be that because you've become the part of my life that I like the most."

[sanguinescry]

The sound of his moan ripples through Lydia like pleasant shock waves and she smiles again when she feels the kiss to the tip of her nose. There's something weirdly exciting about eliciting those sorts of sounds from him, even if — as in this case — they're fairly innocent in nature. It makes her feel desired and there's a flickering feeling of power that she has neither earned nor deserved, but likes to pretend she has for a few seconds just then.

"I guess Friend Computer can do a thing or two right once in a while after all," she purrs, fingernails still raking lightly over his scalp in an attempt to get him to make that sound again, "since we were assigned the same room and all."

It's not something she'd ever have thought she'd admit or would ever want to acknowledge in so many words that she feels, but she's kind of grateful to the Computer for assigning Matt to the room she shared with Dick. She's not sure they would be this close if it hadn't.

Lydia's cheeks warm pleasantly with his words and she presses a chaste kiss to his lips before returning her forehead to his. "Nobody's ever said anything like that to me before," she admits, and the sad thing is that it's true. Jackson said he loved her, but he never said the words. Aiden was just for fun. Her father walked away and her mother's too stressed out. No one has ever told Lydia she's the most anything in their life except "smart." Matt's words are new and exciting to mull over and she gives herself a second to bask in the afterglow of the sentiment.

[preemptiveforgiveness]

It is fairly innocent in this case, but that makes her no less wanted or desired.

He smiles a little at her words, leaning his head into her touch, into that divine feeling of her fingernails scraping against his scalp. His words have a hint of that moan to them. "Occasionally, though I'm not sure that it was done on purpose."

Matt is grateful for the same thing. He's reasonably certain they wouldn't have gotten as close if they hadn't shared the same room. It's so much easier to let one's guard down in those vulnerable hours before sleep. They might have gotten close, but it would have taken so much longer simply because Matt doesn't let people in easily.

"Then they were very, very dumb. You're amazing, Lydia and everyone in your life ought to feel that way," he tells her in a whisper as his hands stroke over Lydia's cheekbones and face.

[sanguinescry]

Lydia laughs a little. "Treason!" she hisses playfully before kissing him again, this time soft and lingering. If they don't make light of the fact that everything is treasonous activity, then they'd probably all have gone insane by now. The fact that knowing the rules in and of itself is treason almost makes everything laughable. She wonders in passing how Matt's service firm even exists when he probably has to use the rules when arguing cases, but knowing the rules is treasonous, so once in a while, she wonders hysterically how that even works. And then she lets the thought go because who cared? Practically everything here is stupid. ...except for this; them.

Her eyes close in a slow blink and smiles as she leans into his touch, allowing herself to relax a little more. She's not likely to ever say so out loud, but Matt touching her face is one of her actual favorite things in life these days.

"If you're the only one that ever feels that way, Matt, that's good enough for me," she whispers back.

[preemptiveforgiveness]

The laugh and the kiss make him smile. She's got the ability to turn things around for him, to make him happy in spite of everything else in this place that wants to pull him down. She is literally his light in this place. Treason is laughable in this place because of how convoluted everything is, how everything is treason. He has to be very, very careful with what he says and does in the court room. He's not entirely sure how his service firm exists either. Most of the time, he thinks he's here simply to make everyone else feel better.

He knows that she likes it simply from the way she reacts. He enjoys it as well. It allows him to see her in a different sort of way.

He smiles at her words and leans in to kiss her softly, a kiss full of emotion, something to convey how he feels about her. "Then you should always remember I feel that way."

[sanguinescry]

Lydia all but melts into that kiss. She can tell when Matt is trying to convey something through his kisses and she has a feeling he can tell when she's doing the same. So she lets herself get lost in it for a moment, butterfly kisses fluttering over his nose as she does.

Leaning back just slightly so that she can look at him, Lydia smiles. She knows that even though he can't see the smile, he can hear it in her voice. Some people probably thought that was a myth, that a smile can be heard in a tone of voice, for example, over the phone. It isn't a myth.

"I couldn't forget if I tried," she says back softly before giving him another chaste kiss to the lips.

(( ooc: not really sure where to go from here, so I'm wondering if that means this is a good place to call it complete? what do you think? ))