I'd Hit That!

[semimeme]

 

 

You've seen her across the room a hundred times - oh, maybe it's him? - and for some reason you've always been too shy to say it... Or maybe it's a complete stranger and you're feeling kind of brave? Either way, you're compelled to let this person know that you'd hit it. You would so hit that.

Hell, if you don't, feel free to tell that person: no, I would not.

No guarantees can be made!

The Rules:

• Post with your character. Include name, series, and any preferences in the subject line.
• Other characters are gonna reply and confess whether or not they'd hit dat.
• Play out the reactions. Add in a setting! Take it to a room. Whatever you'd like.
• Tag around.
• Have fun and be excellent to each other!

Comments

[bereavements]

Believe me. This isn't disdain.

[ A sigh as he finally turns around again. ]

You're still hitting on me. Really? What's your endgame, here?

[studmuffin]

Orgams.

[ Oh so blunt, oh so not repentant. Maybe later he'll freak out a little. But it's like even Stiles' usual runaway mouth is getting the better of him. ] I mean, that's what everyone hopes for in the whole hitting on someone thing, yeah?

[bereavements]

[ That gets out a real laugh. Wow. Wow, Stilinski. ]

Wouldn't know.

[studmuffin]

Oh c'mon. People must hit on you all the time!

[bereavements]

And you think this why?

[studmuffin]

Have you seen you?

[bereavements]

No, I never use mirrors.

[ What's your point, Stilinski? ]

[studmuffin]

You're really hot, why wouldn't people wanna tap that?

[bereavements]

Uh, thanks. I think.

[studmuffin]

You're seriously telling me you don't get people throwing themselves at you daily?

[bereavements]

That's what I'm telling you.

[studmuffin]

[ He's quiet for a long beat. ]

I can understand people not flirting with me dude, but you.

[bereavements]

Dude, you really have a hard-on for me.

[studmuffin]

Yeah.

[ He breathes out through his nose, kicks his feet out in front of him. ] I'm equal opportunities.

[bereavements]

I got that memo.

[studmuffin]

So do you only bat for the pretty girls?

[bereavements]

What makes you think I bat at all? [ He's had no chance, no time. Even if he did bat, he couldn't bat for Stiles. Right? ] I'm a lost cause, Stiles. [ Take that as you will. ]

[studmuffin]

[ Apparently he'll just be honest about EVERYTHING. ] Everyone has shitty lives, Isaac. I mean I get that yours has been especially crappy and that sucks and you didn't deserve it. But that doesn't mean you should let it ruin you for the rest of your life.

[bereavements]

And what should I do? Live for the now? Embrace life because I'm alive to live it? Let you have your way with me because it's all you can think about now and don't think I don't know that. I smell it. You're dripping. [ take THAT as you will. ]

[studmuffin]

[ The noise he makes is maybe strangled and maybe not but he still frowns a little. ]

Maybe you should. Everything sucks enough that you should do something about it.

[bereavements]

Everything sucks, so let Stiles suck for you. [ Mock, mock, mock. ]

[studmuffin]

If you want.

[ As much as he started this wanting to climb Isaac like a tree but now he just kind of feels bad. So he hooks his leg up against the table and rests his chin on his knee. ]

[bereavements]

[ Great, he feels bad. ]

I'm sorry. I get testy. It's flattering. [ He guesses. ]

[studmuffin]

[ He laughs. ]

Part and parcel of the whole wolf-thing, I get it.

[bereavements]

I'm starting to think it's a me thing. [ He studies Stiles. ] You've thought about me before?