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The Morning After meme (expanded)

prepare to lose half your life staring at this.

the morning after

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→ COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE.
→ PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND HIT UP RNG (01-10), OR CHOOSE A SCENE OF YOUR OWN.
→ PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY.

① BREAKFAST IN BED: YOUR PARTNER'S UP AND ABOUT -- MAYBE DRESSED, MAYBE NOT -- AND IN THE KITCHEN. WHAT ARE THEY MAKING YOU? COULD IT BE... GRILLED CHEESE?
② HIT ME BABY: THEY'RE SUCH A PEACEFUL SLEEPER. A PEACEFUL, SEXY SLEEPER. ACTUALLY THERE'S TOO MUCH OF THAT SLEEPING HAPPENING. WHY DON'T YOU WAKE THEM UP, WORLD'S KINDEST ALARM?
③ ESCAPE FROM AZKABED: YOU WAKE UP TO FIND THEY'RE RUMMAGING ABOUT FOR THEIR CLOTHES, ABOUT TO LEAVE. WHY THE RUSH, AND CAN YOU CONVINCE THEM TO STAY?
④ THE AFTERNOON AFTER: AND THE EVENING, MAYBE EVEN THE MORNING AFTER AFTER... HOURS HAVE PASSED BUT YOU JUST CAN'T LEAVE EACH OTHER! OR MAYBE ONE OF YOU JUST WON'T...
⑤ HANGOVER FROM HELL: THERE'S A TIGER IN THE CLOSET, A BABY IN THE BATHROOM, AND A TOTAL STRANGER CURLED UP BESIDE YOU. WHO IS THIS PERSON BESIDE YOU SMELLING OF TEQUILA AND REGRET? DO THEY KNOW ANY MORE ABOUT WHAT, OR WHO, WENT DOWN THAN YOU DO?
⑥ WET AND WILD: DON'T FEEL TOO LONELY WAKING UP BY YOURSELF -- THE SHOWER'S ON AND THE SOUND OF WATER FALLING IS MIGHTY INVITING. WHY DON'T YOU GET CLEANED UP -- OR DOWN AND DIRTY ALL OVER AGAIN?
⑦ I'LL SLEEP WHEN I DIE: SLEEP? WHAT IS THIS SLEEP THING YOU SPEAK OF? DAWN'S BREAKING AND NEITHER OF YOU HAVE GOTTEN A WINK, OR WANT ONE. WHO'S READY FOR ROUND asjldkjl?
⑧ A BITTER PILL: TURNS OUT THE REASON YOU SCORED WASN'T YOUR SPARKLING WIT AND MAGNETIC CONFIDENCE. YOUR PARTNER HAD AN ULTERIOR MOTIVE -- THEY ALREADY KNEW IT, AND YOU'RE ABOUT TO. RECON? REVENGE? REBOUND? TAG AND FIND OUT, IF YOU CAN HANDLE THE TRUTH!
⑨ THIS ISN'T MINE: THAT SLEEPY PERSON IN YOUR LIVING ROOM HAD A GREAT NIGHT -- WITH YOUR ROOMMATE. WELL, MIGHT AS WELL GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER WHILE YOU'RE BOTH THERE, RIGHT? ... RIGHT?
⑩ WILD CARD: ROLL MORE THAN ONCE AND COMBINE SCENARIOS, CHOOSE YOUR FAVORITE, OR MAKE UP YOUR OWN!

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[Susan technically did not require sleep. Sleep was, after all, only for those who were under the effects of the tick of the universe which Time had shown her she was clearly not. Lobsang was a good friend, but she had rather not have been reminded about just how much more 'Other' she was becoming. Technically she did not require sleep, however, technically not requiring something did not mean that you have to refrain from ever participating in the activity. When it came down to it, Susan quite enjoyed a truly restful sleep]

[Not that those were often found on the Disc, but for once, she was getting one. A rare treat, and she was determined to enjoy every second of it, especially since it was the school holidays and she did not have to rush to be ready to teach classes. Not literally, of course, she never found herself in a rush. She was always on time, whether she intended to be or not. It was just a part of her character; something that came with a reliable name like 'Susan']

[The bed was comfortable - luxuriously so. The type which you could very happily sink into and be stuck for a very long time, and not mind one bit. The pillows under her head were made of the same softness, giving the feeling of resting on what a cloud must feel like. And the sheets... they were the type that slid over you and kept you at the right temperature, no matter what you wanted that temperature to be. It was, in short, the perfect place to have a lie-in.]

[That's why it was quite understandable that she was most peeved to be woken up by a very loud noise, accompanied by a lot of voice which had clearly never been introduced to the concept of 'volume control'.]

[Where the hell was that poker when she needed it?]

[Jareth, on the other hand, not only is used to, but expects a bit of luxury when he sleeps. Which is why he sleeps some what like an overly-contented cat, slightly sprawled out in a stretch which manages to look both unnatural and horrifically comfortable at the same time. Add into that one are thrown over Susan's waist and he's really quite content.]

[Which is why when the waves of annoyance start to roll of Susan he doesn't even open his eyes, just mutters a simple]

Don't say anything, you'll upset them and we'll have to spend all morning reassuring them and re-teaching them how to set a table.

[The comfortable weight of Jareth's arm around her waist was only a momentary jolt for Susan - she was not unaware of what had transpired between them, but she might have been slightly surprised at Jareth's possessive nature showing up even in his sleep. It was amusing, in it's way. A way that perhaps only mere months ago would have irritated her to no end. It is amazing how people can change, or can learn more of people's actions]

[Turning to face her bed mate, though not opening her eyes - if she did she would have to face the mess - her own voice drops to a mutter]

Dare I ask why they feel the need to do this here instead of downstairs where, if memory serves correctly, you do have a large dining table?

So that I don't have to teach them a new place setting when I have guests to avoid. Plus I have a table up here too.

[Jareth waves a hand slightly and one of the many, many pillows on the bed vanishes before reappearing directly above the breakfast serving committee. The soft thump is immediately followed by a squawk and an increase in the speed of the clattering of breakfast being laid out.]

So, in other words, you're being lazy today, and preparing for future exploits of being lazy? My, King Jareth, aren't we productive early in the morning?

[She has opened her eyes, just slightly, at this point, and a teasing smile covers her lips. She stretches a little, but not enough to remove her from her position of comfort and just the right temperature. She moves a little, her head rest nearer his]

I would like to know, however, how it comes to be that if I truly wish a relaxing sleep, I seem to wake up here.

Exactly. Early bouts of productivity lose their effectiveness if you display them too often, this way I keep people on their toes. [Bullshit, obviously] Although I'm sure I could find some way to be productive this morning. [Cracking his eyes open enough to give a small smirk]

Well you know I only grant wishes that are really wanted, needed and deserved.

And, of course, you are all for keeping people on their toes. [She raises an eyebrow at the smirk] Oh, and what would you consider a way for you to be productive?

Indeed I do. An admirable trait to be sure. But is it wish, for the King to share his own bed? With a woman barely tolerated by his family? [The feel of the sheets against her confirms her next statement] And for at least one of the parties in this bed to be in what some would consider quite an improper state of undress?

[She finds herself just glancing over at the table. Fresh fruits, all of which would appear to be at their ripest point, ready to be eaten and enjoying. She glances away before the goblin workers notice her looking, of course, because they're not meant to wake their King when he is... entertaining]

Well, I admit that creativity is slightly limited by being abed but I'm sure I can think of something, especially with such inspiring company.

[With an exaggerated sigh] I admit, often wished for and seldom granted. And I assure you, my family are the furthest thing from my mind at present. Oh I assure you, its a mutual state of impropriety.

I'm inspiring company? A rare compliment from such a King.

[But she listens carefully, and hears the last of the goblins leaves. And though she doesn't want to, she turns carefully in the bed, reaching for the white cloak she knows belongs to Jareth hanging within her reach. Positioning it carefully, she stands, and makes her way over to the table, picking up a very ripe looking strawberry]

Your family are always the furthest thing from your mind. And how ripe the fruit is here.

[She lifts the strawberry to her mouth and bites it. It is as ripe as it looks, and some juice remains on her lip]

I have never tasted them as ripe.

Most people are dull. I can't imagine you ever being accused of such a crime.

[He sighs loudly when she moves but makes no other protest, only pausing to pull on his robe before he joins her.]

The best place for them, I'm sure you'd agree. I'm sure the gardens will appreciate the compliment.

[He's just watching that drop of juice, honestly he wants to lick it off, but despite their current situation, when it comes to Susan he thinks she might consider it, if not an intrusion then overly forward. At any rate he's not pushing his luck]

You know, my cloak suits you, you should come by and wear it more often.

I believe your memory fails you, Goblin King. You accused me of being 'insufferable' the third time I beat the Labyrinth. And still I came back; still I ran.

[His cloak is, as she has suspected it might be, another piece of luxurious material. Were she not aware of what manner of creature she had shared a bed with, she would likely accuse him of wanting to burn through money. It's never that with the Fae.]

I'm surprised your gardens are kept so well; your goblins are usually too prone to misbehaviour and chicken kicking to manage fruits as well as these ones have been obviously cared for.

[She wipes her finger along her lips, catching the juice and licking it off herself. She's clearly more at ease, clearly relaxed and a hint of a playful tease in her voice as she speaks]

Perhaps I should keep it, and make it mine, if it suits me so much.

[She bites the fruits again; enjoying the fresh taste. You didn't get fresh fruit like this in her duchy, no matter how hard the farmers tried. She would need to visit for breakfast more often. Even if she did always leave a drop of juice hanging]

Oh well I stand by that, [Grinning], but never dull.

[It isn't his fault other creatures have such small motivations to appreciate beauty]

You plan to rob a king? How brave. Although I can't say I would challenge you, so long as you come here and wear it.

[In that case this could quite rapidly becomUnIe the favourite part of Jareth's day]

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So I am an insufferable excuse of a teacher, but I have the bonus of being 'never dull'. Such a compliment, I shall treasure it always.

[There is no rolling of the eyes, though the tone may imply it. She does like the feel of this cloak though. Personally she would buy for practicality over luxury, but then again, she does teach, so there's no point wasting nice clothing.]

Rob a King? Would it could if said King refuses to challenge me for it?

[There's a small smile though, as she takes a sip from one of the goblets that have been left out. Despite their loud noises and usual clumsy behaviour, she's surprised to see that the Goblins didn't spill any food or drink.]

Are you joining me for breakfast, or is your bed too comfortable to leave?

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The Morning After meme (expanded)

Jareth, Goblin King | Labyrinth | OTA

Breakfast in Bed... with a bit of Wild Card.

Love it >.<

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