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thingsthatshine2016-01-16 11:00 pm
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Open Post 2016 2017 Edition
☻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. Cuddles1. 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/Comfort1. 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 Night1.Go here
2. Make Magic happen
V. Intimacy1. 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 GUIDEPrompts
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
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Especially with Matt, who she actually liked.
"You're not the only one trying to read into his motives," she said. "You had half of the city."
The other half, it seemed, was busy trying to get rid of the guy.
As for Fatima, she was reserving judgement. It was a new thing for her. She wasn't sure if she liked it.
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He nods a little. "So I've heard. Foggy reads the highlights of the paper to me in the morning and I listen to the radio."
That part he knew about personally.
He hopes she continues to reserve judgement, or at least that she does her research before she made a decision.
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Truth be told, Fatima didn't feel like talking about the vigilante all that much. It was hardly going to set a romantic mood. She sort of hoped she and Matt would have a more serious discussion soon, anyway.
Feeling suddenly more bold, she sat up, sliding onto his lap. Her legs straddled him. It felt a little awkward to her, but from all the movies she'd seen, it was supposed to be very sexy. With only a slight hesitation, she interlaced her fingers behind his neck.
Not for the first time, she was glad he couldn't see her. She felt so...stupid.
It was embarrassing how inexperienced she seemed.
"Anyway," she said, ducking her head down, keeping her voice low. "It was a good day."
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Despite hearing the way her heart sped up and her breathing went a little funny, he was surprised when she slipped into his lap. It was a good surprise though and the moment she laced her fingers behind his neck, his hands went to her hips, face tilted up to her.
She definitely didn't feel stupid. With his hands on her hips, he pulled her just a bit closer to him, his fingertip pressing against her skin. He could sense her awkwardness in her breathing, in her heartbeat, in the way that she smelled.
She ducked her head and he tilted his up a bit bit, "It's shaping up to be even better for me," he said back just as low before he brushed his lips against hers.
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She knew how to leave them wanting more.
Leaning in, she deepened the kiss, putting her weight behind it. Her fingers pressed against the back of his neck, sweeping up into the back of his hair, pulling him up against her chest.
It ended with a little nip to his lower lip, before she pulled back just enough to speak, while still breathing the same air as him. "That was the idea."
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One hand slides to the curve of her neck, thumb and fingers resting against her jaw. As she deepens the kiss, he slides his hand up into her hair. The other hand sits at the small of her back, pressure light but firm there. She's free to get as close as she likes.
There's the softest groan when she nips his lower lip and pulls away. "Right. We're celebrating," he says, more to remind himself than anything before he leans in to capture her mouth with his again. After all, why stop at one kiss?
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She felt a funny sort of tugging sensation in the pit of her stomach. It was strange, but also kind of wonderful. Uncomfortable in the good sort of way, like riding a roller coaster or jumping into a pool. But different. There was no real name she could put to it, so she decided to call it 'desire.'
What a naive and green little idiot she was.
Fatima kissed him back with everything in her. Almost. And it was only when her lips felt swollen and her head was a little light that she allowed herself to pull back.
It felt like she'd just run a half marathon.
"Matt," she said softly, hesitant.
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At least on his part, this was definitely desire.
He was also being careful not to push Fatima too far. They'd danced around this part of dating and he was enjoying kissing her; he was breathless from it, from the scent of her and the feel of her. By the time she pulled back, he was light headed from wanting her and his entire body was pin-prick tingles and heat.
He sincerely hoped kissing him was better than running a half marathon.
"Hmmmm?" he hummed in response, lazy, warm and fuzzy from making out with her.
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She'd been putting it off for a solid four years, if she was honest with herself. From her very first dating fiasco, up to this moment. But she wasn't the same person she'd been four years ago.
Hell, she wasn't the same person she'd been four months ago. Which was life, right? You changed. You grew. You started wanting new things.
At least, that's what she decided, out of her need to move forward.
"There's something you should know," she told him, trying hard not to look embarrassed. "I've never..."
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She doesn't have any reason to be embarrassed, but her revelation is a surprise to him. IN fact, it's such a surprise that he hesitates for a moment, not catching on to what she's trying to say. His confusion probably shows on his face. After a moment, he gets it. "Oh." Another pause. "Oh!" Right. "We don't have to right now. I wasn't trying to push you," he tells her quickly. "I didn't realize--" he stops because that was probably obvious. "It's okay."
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Well. She'd gone and made things good and uncomfortable, hadn't she? Just like she'd been afraid. But that was her luck, of course. Somehow, she existed in Murphy's Universe. If the worse could happen, it usually happened to Fatima Merali.
Except when it came to footwear, of course. She was still goddess supreme in the shoe department.
She put a hand on his chest. "You couldn't push me, even if you wanted to, Matt," she said. No one pushed her. "I just...needed you to know that before..."
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Slightly uncomfortable, but this is a conversation they needed to have at some point. This isn't the worse thing that could happen though. This isn't bad at all and it probably won't be the first time they misunderstand each other, not if they're going to pursue this relationship. Matt certainly is still planning on pursuing a relationship with Fatima because he likes her. He likes her more than he's liked someone in a very long time.
Such a shame he can't actually see her footwear.
The hand on his chest is a good indicator that by misunderstanding her, he hasn't made things too weird. He lists his hand and covers his hand with hers. He nods a little. One of the things that he likes about Fatima is that she is strong, that she's not able to be pushed. "Okay," he says with a warmth in his voice. He slides his other hand up her back, coming to a rest at the back of her neck as he leans in to kiss her again. It's a question as much as a kiss.
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Like a dog chasing a car, Fatima had managed to catch one. She'd have to figure out what to do with it. But most of the things she was good at, she'd taught herself in one way or another. So she'd figure this one out too.
Or humiliate herself and hightail it back to LA. But she decided to take a page out of Auntie Diana's book and actually hope for the best for once. Who knew? It could happen. Millions of bad sitcoms and rom coms had taught her that, certainly.
She returned the kiss, tentative at first, but with increasing intensity.
Here goes, she thought to herself.
But here goes...what?