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bakerstreet2014-07-24 03:53 pm
( affectionate physical contact )
the affectionate physical contact meme
you love spending time with your significant other. but sometimes, just "spending time" with him/her isn't enough. you need to have your hands on each other every now and then.
➝ post your character below, with your character's name and series in the subject.
➝ tag other people, using an rng with range 1-8 to roll a scenario.
➝ roll as many times as you want, play out whatever you want!
one; hugging. you just want to give your loved one a warm embrace. be it out of happiness, to comfort them while they're down, or just to give them something warm to latch onto, you just want to wrap your arms around them.
two; kissing. whether it's a peck on the cheek or a deep kiss, a kiss good-bye or a romantic kiss, you find yourself compelled to kiss the other person! be as tender or as passionate as you so choose.
three; holding hands. it's a simple gesture, really -- to reach out and take someone's hand. but that one simple gesture can convey any number of sentiments. what the sentiment is, is up to you, but you find yourself reaching out to take your significant other's hand.
four; carrying. is your loved one hurt and needs a lift? do they want a piggyback ride? or do you just want to spare them the effort of walking? whatever the reason, you're now itching to pick up your partner and carry them to their destination.
five; i love you. you've said it before or maybe you haven't but now you have to say it again or for the first time.
six; dancing. kick up the music, because it's time to dance! but no lone dancing allowed -- you need to have a partner! you can do whatever dance strikes your fancy. personally, i recommend the slow dance, but you can do whatever you want!
seven; massaging. did your significant other have a rough day? did they get hurt? or do you just feel like doing something really nice for them? whatever it is, you're giving them a nice massage now. they'll feel wonderful in no time!
eight; flirting. the easiest way to break the ice or maybe you're just an overly flirty person.
nine; cuddling. sometimes there's just no better feeling than curling up next to each other on a warm sofa. hold each other, lie next to each other, fall asleep on each other -- it's all good here.
ten; wild card! reroll, pick an option, or come up with something else!
Merlyn | Merlin ★ BBC Merlin AU ★ OTA
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[Gwaine liked to say that it wasn't a day ending in Y if Lottie wasn't working. And while that wasn't necessarily true, she could admit that she tended to work a lot. Not overwork, mind, ... just often. It wasn't her fault that it meant so much to her. Despite the stresses of being a bodyguard, she loved her job. Lottie had wanted to be in protective services and enforcement since she was ... for as long as she could remember. It was long way from a police department, or being a federal agent of any kind, it was still good and honest work. She kept people safe. The odd hours were something she bore without complaint. So much so that she at times went above and beyond duties. However, could she be blamed for taking her responsibilities seriously? (The way Gwaine made it sound, apparently she could be) It was that very nature that not only had her requested for often but led to her rapid promotion. She was proud of her work.
That said, it was nice to have some time off. She missed spending time with her friends. She even missed being able to enjoy a moment of silence. To take it for what it was and not have to listen for undercurrents of trouble. Quiet was quiet. Not a precursor ... for anything.
It was nice. It made her a bit restless, sure. Yet for a week and a half she would enjoy it.
Hopefully.
She had already organized the box of travel books she hadn't gotten a chance to put away and vacuumed her room. Twice. She had tried a nap; however, her body seemed to believe in saving those for when she was actually bone tired.
Silence, it was appearing, was all well and good. Unproductiveness, however? Was not.
When she heard a knock on her door she jumped to her feet as if she couldn't get to it quick enough.]
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( No one, Merlyn would argue, has missed Lottie's company as much as her. After-work drinks with Gwaine and Leon just haven't been the same without Lottie there; her most recent promotion was a wonderful opportunity - Merlyn is nothing but proud and happy for her friend - but there have been times when she's sorely missed having her level-headed calm by her side. Lottie is a constant in Merlyn's life that she wouldn't give up for the world, which is why when she heard that she'd booked a week and a half off?
Well.
It would have been rude not to invite herself over, wouldn't it, especially when Arthur had been in just the right mood to say 'yes' to a plea for a few afternoons off. Merlyn always knew he was secretly a big softie underneath it all.
She was all but bouncing on the balls of her feet when she knocked on Lottie's door. The rucksack over her shoulder kept her firmly weighted down: before leaving her pokey little flat she'd filled it with the contents of her fridge and one of her cupboards. Slightly less impressive when that ended up being a box of strawberries, some houmous, a couple of tubes of Hobnobs and a melon, but Merlyn reckoned it'd be more than enough for a living-room picnic if they put their minds to it.
When the door finally opened she threw her arms around Lottie in a close, delighted hug. It had been some time since she'd seen her dressed in her own clothes as opposed to uniform, and Merlyn couldn't help but chuckle at how different she seemed without it. )
Christ, I was beginning to forget what you look like, Lot.
( Beaming at her, Merlyn stepped back just to admire seeing her in the flesh. )
I knew pestering Arthur would be worth it. Invite me in?
( The bag over her shoulder was indicated by hiking it up a little. )
I brought sustenance! ( Her smile turned a little sheepish. ) Erm ... Well. Kind of. It's definitely all edible, though.
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Lottie's grin, which had immediately appeared on her face when she realized who it was, softened around the edges.] I'm sorry. I promise not to be as much of a stranger after this break. Although, I'm almost certain Gwaine updates my facebook regularly. [She teased. She extended a hand for Merlyn's bag.] Let me help you with that. Is it ice cream? [Lottie reached over and shut the door behind the other woman.] Come. Let's head into the kitchen. You can catch me up on how you've been and what pestering Arth - [She paused, frowned slightly, and then sighed. She wasn't doing very well in hiding her fond expression.] Merlyn. [She did at least manage to sound slightly chastising.] You shouldn't pester on my behalf.
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Oh he does, but don't worry. I've threatened to curse him the next time he uses your account without your permission.
( Merlyn seemed all to cheerful about the prospect, moving past Lottie and into her apartment proper after being invited in. Her smile widened further at her friend's insistence that she refrain from pestering on her behalf; )
Don't be silly - it's not a successful day at work if I haven't made Arthur turn blue in the face at least once.
( Tossing her a wink, Merlyn moved through to the kitchen to unpack the selection of snacks she brought with her. )
And there's no ice cream this time. I should have gone to the shops ... ( She looked around at Lottie, still digging in her rucksack despite not really paying attention to what she was doing. )
I could go and get some, if you like?
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[She shouldn't laugh. She shouldn't. However, her face doesn't seem to be getting the message as she struggles - unsuccessfully - to hide a grin. She should attempt to look chastising but Leon was the one who was best at reminding them he was Eldest and to be Responsible. And it was Gwen who could master the I'm Disappointed In You Even Though I REALLY Don't Want To Be. Lottie, at least when it came to Merlyn? Just came off looking fond. Maybe exasperatedly fond but still terribly endeared. Instead she shook her head and quipped:] Are you sure that'll work? With Gwaine, he might take it as reason to try harder. [Or a come on. Not that Lottie judged. To each their own painful turn on.
And didn't say anything about Arthur. Though her nod of agreement clearly admitted Merlyn's point. The two of them had an odd way. But it worked.
Not that she should talk about odd. The entire lot of them had a unique friendship - as a large group and as various smaller ones.] And you don't have to do that. Gwen sent over brownies and I think I have some whipped cream. Should make a fine substitute, yeah? [Not ice cream but still danged good.]
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( ooc: No worries! I'd be delighted to continue, I really love these two. And I have work and uni starting up again too, so snail pace suits me just fine! )
( Merlyn's sundress - a pretty blue thing that finished just above the knee - whipped with the speed at which she turned, because Lottie just said the magical combination of the words 'brownies' and 'whipped cream'. It must've been destiny for her to bring strawberries. )
Have I ever said no to brownies?
( Her look turned thoughtful for a moment. )
... No, I haven't. I hope that answers your question.
( Bless Gwen. Bless her entirely. She turned to lean against the counter, her hands curled around it loosely. )
So, um. Are you and her ...
( Merlyn gave Lottie a meaningful look, both eyebrows raised expectantly. It'd always been a little difficult to tell with Gwen and Lottie - whether they were, whether they weren't, whether Merlyn was simply fussing over something that wasn't there. After all, Gwen sometimes brought Merlyn food as well, although that was always with the fond exasperation of one mothering an incapable child. )