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

[stefanged]

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.

[proweird]

[ 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. ]

[stefanged]

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.]

[proweird]

[ 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.

[stefanged]

[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.

[proweird]

[ 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. ]

[stefanged]

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?

[proweird]

[ 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]

[stefanged]

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....

[proweird]

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.

[stefanged]

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. ]

[proweird]

[ 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.

[stefanged]

[ 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.

[proweird]

[ 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.

[stefanged]

[ He can feel his heartbeat growing faster and faster, and even though it's just the two of them? He mouths back, ]

I like the company too.

[proweird]

[ it's endearing the way that he mouths the words to her and that tumbling, fluttering, falling sensation that he's so very good at causing in her takes over. She grins like an idiot as she holds his gaze, finally dipping her head. Emotions that she doesn't have words for fill her up to bursting and why didn't anyone ever tell her love was like this? Maybe they tried and she just didn't believe them. Her lips part as if she's going to say something, but everything sounds far too sappy even to her own ears. Instead, she looks up at him, tucking her hair behind one ear, struggling for breath and something that doesn't make her sound the way she feels: trapped in an amazing fairy tale. ]

Alright, Mr. Salvatore. What have you got planned next?

[ She thinks, but doesn't say, and can it involve kissing me]

[stefanged]

Hmmm... [ He tilts his head, pretending to ponder this. ] Why don't we head up to my room and see?

[ As if he already doesn't know where he wants to be. Stefan knows that all fairy tales turn back into reality: Cinderella's glass slipper is left at the castle steps; Sleeping Beauty and Snow White wake up from their slumbers; and even the Little Mermaid turns to sea form. But until they have to confront reality - and frankly, Damon - they've got time to remain between the pages of a fairy tale. ]

[proweird]

[ She mock gasps at his suggestion. ] That's an awfully bold suggestion, but...it is one of my favorite rooms in the house, so I'll forgive you.

[ She slips off the chair and reaches for his hand.] Lead the way.

[ Is it any wonder that most people prefer the Disney versions? Elena may want a happy ending, but she knows that it might not be possible. She'll be content with happy right now, especially as happy right now is so very good.]

[stefanged]

[ He accepts, with zero hesitation, and quietly laces his fingers in hers. ]

As you wish.

[ Happy is perfect. Happy means they get this moment to themselves, and while the world may come crashing down at their feet? He can at least tell the world that he's living with zero regrets. ]

[proweird]

[ Her stomach flips in the beset way as he laces his fingers with his. She feels like a champagne flute filled up with the good bubbly.

He leads her up the stairs to his room, a room that she's seen many times before. Once they're inside, she turns around then finally to him. ] Alright, you've got me here, Salvatore. What are you going to do with me?

[stefanged]

First, I'd say a couple of kisses.

[ One of which he'll steal right then and there, if she'll let him. He briefly rests his forehead against hers, ] Then... I have plans that should probably wait a decent half hour.

[proweird]

[ She will definitely let him steal a couple of kisses or more. In fact, it's obvious that she delights in those kisses, returning them with a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth and sparkling in her eyes. He rests his forehead against hers and her hands come up to cup his face. That mischievous smile is back.]

Let me guess, swimming? I heard that was a myth, you know.

[stefanged]

Yeah, but then all the blood rushes to your stomach and you're gonna get cold.

[ He says, like he's not an immortal vampire relishing in the mischievous smiles and little touches. It warms his icy-cold veins. (Not that, you know, he gets around it with ample amounts of caffeine pumping through his veins.) ]

Trust me. I'm gonna be good, and I'm gonna wait.

[proweird]

[ That makes her laugh. ] Oh, is that why my mom wouldn't let me swim right after I ate.

[ Hey, anything she can do to help. No, seriously though. She loves seeing him laugh and smile, having him flirt and tease her this way. ]

Well if you can wait, I can wait. [ She flounces (yes, flounces) over to his bed and plops down on her stomach, taking her phone out to scroll through, making a good show of pretending she's not impatient at all. ]

[stefanged]

Uh-huh.

[ It takes him all of thirty seconds to regret this life choice, and before he really knows it, he's flopping right beside her and hastily tugging at his buttons to get his shirt off. ]

And what if I decided to change my mind?