thingsthatshine | Open Post 2016 2017 Edition

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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. 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

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ Yes, he can steal a kiss anytime he likes. Kissing Stefan makes her whole body buzz with warmth. She might let out a little whimper of absolute contentment when he steals that kiss. ]

Mmmm a little extra. [ She hums it, lips pressed together, barely concealing the smile that wants to break across her face. ] I can already tell you're going to be a very giving boss. I guess I've got a job then. As soon as you follow through on this extra.

[Victory!! Stefan's entire body shakes with the laughter he refuses to let out - how she manages to make him feel so human again, he doesn't know.]

After dinner, I promise. [His eyes briefly flicker in the direction of his bedroom.] I don't think we'll be interrupted anytime soon, so...

[He reaches for a plate, finally, and holds it out to her.] Bon Appétit.

[ He may be suppressing that laughter, but Elena knows that it's there and that's what really counts. It makes her so happy to make Stefan laugh, to make him happy.

She sees where his eyes flicker and that makes heat pool in the pit of her stomach. She swallows hard and nods. She is hungry, but the temptation there is to let dinner wait. She'd even suggest it, but Stefan worked hard on this meal. That much is obvious. She smiles at him and takes the plate, moving to sit at the island. ]

You really did plan for everything.

[ Including the uninterrupted time.

She takes a bite and closes her eyes, savoring the taste of the lasagna.]

As your sous chef, do I get access to your secret recipes?

[ Which is her way of saying this is amazing. ]

Um, of course. I'm gonna disappoint you, though - the secret ingredient's always love.

[He helps himself to a serving of his own lasagna, even though he really, really doesn't need it.]

Oh, and making the sauce from scratch.

[ Oh Stefan. He's very lucky that one of the things that Elena loves about him is that he's a dork because sometimes he is a very big dork. He has to expect that he's going to be teased. ] Such a disappointment, but the chef is always right.

[ Yeah, but it's part of the whole thing. Besides, she likes when he eats with her.

She feigns a shocked look and gasps]

You mean...something besides unscrewing the lid?

I know! A little extra effort goes a long, long way.

[He twirls his fork a little, to make sure the cheese actually stays on there. For a hundred-year-old-something guy, he sure forgets to act like one half the time.]

Don't worry - I'll make a decent chef out of you by the time we're done.

Hmmm that's what everyone keeps telling me. [ She grins at him as she cuts a bite of her lasagna and eats it, that smile still pulling at the corners of her lips while she watches him. She actually likes that he doesn't act like a hundred year old guy. She wouldn't know what to do with him if he did. ]

High expectations. I hope I can live up to them.

Of course you will. [Even if he doesn't make a chef out of her, and he (correctly) deduces that he's better off chopping and slicing, he can say that he tried.] The whole point is to spend time together and maybe impart a few tricks along the way.

As my Nonna would say, that's the best kind of lesson you could have.

[ well, he is better suited for it and she can always give him him spices, herbs and set things up for him. There are lots of ways for her to help. Plus, he's right; she's much more concerned with spending time with him than learning to cook.] Hmmm so you're not trying to make me a future trophy wife. [ She's teasing him and that's obvious in the tone of her voice, though belatedly, she realizes they haven't actually talked about things like marriage so she might be overstepping and making things awkward. ]

I think I would have liked your Nonna

Of course not. [He lets out a hearty, amused laugh because while he can imagine it? He sure wouldn't want to live it. He loves Elena for Elena, not what she can do or who she once reminded him of.] If - and honestly it's an if considering the vampire thing - I decide to propose, it'll be for much better reasons.

[Though he grows quiet, thinking about Nonna, before he nods in agreement.]

Yeah. I think she would've liked you too.

[ That's all Elena really wants: to be loved for who she is. The laugh is good, but she sobers a little when he says 'if' and tries to focus on the much better reasons part of things. ] Reasons like...it's driving you crazy not waking up beside me every morning and going to bed with me every night? [ She says it teasingly, but there's a thready longing to her voice as well.

The quiet has her leaning across the island to press a kiss to his temple before she pulls back and resumes eating her lasagna. ]

So tell me what she was like, besides being a great cook.

Exactly.

[He closes his eyes at her touch, reaching up and touching the spot she'd kissed.]

Well, I don't remember much about Nonna. She passed away when I was young, but she always had this twinkle in her eye, and she had this extraordinary amount of patience. And she was the best cook. She always made everything from scratch - she had to, in those days - and I remember, she would even scold Father whenever he tried to steal a bite.

[ When he does things like that, it's very hard for Elena not to pepper his face in little kisses. It's just so obvious that Stefan treasures every touch, every kiss. She loves that about; she loves so many things about him.

She listens to him talk about his grandmother and she can't help but smile. There's so much love in his voice. She takes another bite of her lasagna as he talks. ]

I see how you like them: bossy, patient and able to cook. I'm going to have to work on the third one, but I think I've got the other two down. [ There's a twinkle in her eyes as well while she teases him. ]

Ooor you're perfect just the way you are. [He's a fountain of sap tonight, and he half-wonders if he walked into Full House when he wasn't looking. Stefan feels like he should tone it down a little. Maybe. He'll help himself to some lasagna too and oh. It's better than he remembered.] I like cooking for you. Promise.

It uh, it's weird but it makes me feel like I'm human again, and it's not as if the kitchen gets much use between me and my brother.

[The fridge has seen more than its fair share of blood bags, and whatever leftover game Stefan's hunted. Beyond that? It's practically waiting for someone to christen it with more than a few cooking sessions.]

[ He is a fountain of sap right now, but Elena doesn't mind, mostly because she knows that Stefan means all of his sap. These aren't just lines he's feeding her. She ducks her head, unable to quell the smile on her lips. When she speaks her voice is soft.] You know, you make it impossible for me not to fall in love with you.

[ She looks back up at him then, the seriousness in her voice and her body language gone, a teasing smile back on her face. ] In that case, I'll put you down for the cheerleader's next bake sale.

[ She knows how much he likes to feel human, how much he wishes he were human again and if letting him cook for her helps, she'll put him to work. ] In the meantime, I accept breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert and even brunch if you get the urge.

[His cheeks actually turn red at the soft, almost inaudible words that he's sure he wasn't supposed to have heard. Stefan helps himself to some more lasagna, only to groan at what Elena just volunteered him for - ]

Nuh-uh. I'm not baking five dozen cupcakes for Caroline again. [Again?? Implying there was a first time?] Or your PTA moms, okay? I'd get eaten alive.

I will, however, drop by and cook every single meal until Jenna gets sick of me.

[ Well, he wasn't exactly supposed to have heard it, but she's also aware that his hearing is much, much better than hers so just by allowing herself to say it, a part of her knew he'd hear it. However, he handles it beautifully, as if she had any doubts about that. The groan gets another teasing smile out of her. ]

Ooooh does Caroline have some secret power over you too? [ Lots with the teasing. She knows there's nothing but friendship between her best friend and her boyfriend. She gives him a look like 'I'm not buying it, Buddy'. ]

Oh come on. The PTA moms love you. [ And that is probably the problem, she realizes. ] As long as you're cooking, and she's not having to, I don't think Jenna is going to get sick of you anytime soon. [ Her expression goes incredibly fond, the expression of a girl in love. ] I on the other hand... [ Teasing! Which is obvious by the giggle she can't restrain. ]

I wouldn't say "power" so much as "puppy eyes." [He grimaces at the memory, poking at his lasagna more than he has any right to.] She gives you one look, and next thing you know, you're helping Tiki's mom organize a fundraiser.

[The love and adoration is exactly the problem. It's not like Damon particularly cares about maintaining that sort of appearance. Stefan doubts he even knows what parent-teacher conferences are . . . ]

Aw, come on. You're telling me that one day, you'll get sick of authentic Italian food?

[ Elena can't help laughing. She really can't because she knows that look. ] How do you think I got suckered into being a cheerleader?

[ Yeeeeah that's what ELena thought. She would totally have fun watching Stefan squirm though.

Rather than answer, Elena takes a bite of the lasagna, savoring it. She's going to make a reasonably obscene noise as well. Sorry!~~notsorry~~]

I don't know, your natural born athleticism?

[He would've teased her further, maybe even prompted her that she once enjoyed cheerleading with every fiber of her being. Elena had once been the queen bee of Mystic Falls High, and cheerleading had been hand in hand with that role.

Then she makes that noise, and he lets out a soft, almost inhuman moan.] Elenaaaaa, come on....

And Caroline's insistence that this would be something I'd cherish for the rest of my life. [ She won't argue about the athleticism because she has always been naturally athletic but, trying out had been Caroline's idea.

She had once been the queen of Mystic Falls HIgh, but once her parents had died that had ceased to matter. The only thing had had saved her had been Stefan.

She blinks at him, going for an innocent look that falls short because she knows what she's doing. ] What? You make very good lasagna.

There's no way my lasagna's that good. You're looking at it like, I don't know, the second coming of Jesus.

[ Or something else far more inappropriate, but he raises his eyebrows anyway. He knows that she knows what she's doing, and he also knows that it's way more fun to tease each other rather than to get to the chase. ]

[ She looks at him, her eyebrows arched high, a challenge in her eyes. She takes another bite, watching him as she does then licks the tines of the fork. ]

That good.

[ He unconsciously licks his lips – and it's not the lasagna he's hungry for.

With a little less disbelief, as he's suddenly been humbled: ] If you really think so.

[ His reaction is exactly what she'd been hoping for. She looks a little smug at having got such a reaction from him. She's just as hungry for things that aren't lasagna, but she is having fun right now. HIs humbled comment has her leaning over to brush a kiss against his cheek.] I really think so. [ Her voice drops to a whisper.]

I like the company better.

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