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the woman with no name ([personal profile] bottecellie) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2012-03-18 12:30 pm

The Morning After Meme (Expanded)

the morning after
┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme
→ 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.
┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the scenarios
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?
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?
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?
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...
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?
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?
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?
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!
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?
WILD CARD: ROLL MORE THAN ONCE AND COMBINE SCENARIOS, CHOOSE YOUR FAVOURITE, OR MAKE UP YOUR OWN!

Stolen from here.
hystericull: (sad ♑ uGhHh...)

[personal profile] hystericull 2012-03-30 09:02 am (UTC)(link)
[This was home. This was home in every sense and every allusion of the word, with Eridan curling against him, feeling his warmth and his presence drawing nearer, nearer still until they couldn't get closer to each other at all. Never before had Gamzee wanted to believe that something he held so very dearly to him would never drift away. Never did he want to imagine having to watch Eridan retreat from him, until he was just a distant shape on the horizon, and maybe he had disappeared hours ago, and maybe his eyes were playing tricks on him, and maybe then he'd realize he was really gone, and Gamzee was truly alone again. Truly abandoned again.

And then he would wait.

He would wait and stare and mourn for him, not knowing if he would return for him, not knowing if he'd done something wrong. But... Eridan wouldn't do that. He wouldn't. He couldn't. Gamzee's arms tightened their hold, clutching almost as possessively to Eridan as Eridan had gripped his horn. They needed each other. They needed each other so badly that it was hurting them, neither quite aware of how much it was affecting the other.

Gamzee didn't want that fear, that dread, to plague this perfect moment. But it was always there, lurking like a being truly detestable, scratching around the depths of his pan to remind him that there was in him a fatal flaw. Something unknown that was wrong with him that had made him unwanted by everything he'd ever tried to love, and he truly feared the day Eridan would discover what it was. For now he would give and give, everything he had until he had nothing left, anything he could do to make the boy want to stay with him, because being left behind again would shatter him.]


Thank you, sweetest of jades. You all got any idea what you're to be fuckin' meaning to me?
chronomancer: (♒ but my smile still stays on)

[personal profile] chronomancer 2012-03-30 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
I... might have a slight idea.

[Eridan smiled against Gamzee's skin, wallowing in the strange sensation of being wanted and loved and cherished. Most of all, forgiven. So at some point his brain will kick back and reboot and he'll remember Gamzee probably forgives him because Gamzee has never really seen the hideousness he's truly committed. That even though he's told him, he'll never be able to show him and truly make him understand. But here and now it didn't matter. Here and now he basked in it, the sweet words and the gentle hands and the precise tone of Gamzee's voice when he was quiet and soft and perfect. It was only in the spirit of such feelings that he could say something like this:]

Tell me anyway?
hystericull: (confused ♑ :o)a)

[personal profile] hystericull 2012-03-30 10:21 am (UTC)(link)
Mmmm...

[That felt good to hear. Gamzee was glad he'd been able to show him how much he adored him, at least even a little. Fuck, that sounded creepy. He was probably coming on a little too strong. Oh, God, who the fuck was he kidding, he always came on a little too strong.

He snickered quietly at that, nuzzling his nose and lips against Eridan's some more.]


You sure you all be wanting to get your hear on of this shit? Noise gets all motherfucking sorts of crazy sloppy once it gets all fuckin' started. Ain't too easy to shut it the fuck off once it start, neither.

[He was keeping himself afloat by making light of his feelings. Because honestly, he wasn't one to dwell. He really wasn't. There were some parts of him that wouldn't stay down, couldn't be ignored, but along with that was the Gamzee he was, the Gamzee he wanted to be and the one he presented as fact because it was fact. The stupid, silly little clown chock full of impulsive snuggles and honks. There's a darkness in everyone, but it's their own choice whether or not they want to let it define them, and he sure as hell didn't want to give his the time of fucking day.]
chronomancer: (♒ what are we looking for)

[personal profile] chronomancer 2012-03-30 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Eridan trailed his hand down from Gamzee's horn finally, trailing it down to the side of his face, fingers brushing against clean skin lightly. Eridan opened his eyes to look up at Gamzee with undiluted adoration, like he was the center of his universe. And he was, he was. There were two suns around which Eridan orbited diligently, his Moirail and his Matespirit. Two sets of equally consuming, yet very different feelings. He didn't know restraint, not really, when it came to his quadrantmates. He brushed his fingers over Gamzee's cheek again and again, encouragingly.]

Lay it on me, bro, I can take it.

[He could. And if he couldn't, he'd make himself able to. It was just the way things went.]
hystericull: (serious/happy ♑ hOnK pLaCiDlY)

[personal profile] hystericull 2012-03-30 11:09 am (UTC)(link)
O-okay. Uhhh...

[Oh. Oh, good. Now was a great time to lose face. Yeah, real helpful. He hadn't actually thought of what he was going to say, so he stumbled for a second, concentrating on those gentle movements against his cheek and letting them guide his mind back to where he'd started.

It probably was for the best that he hadn't planned anything out, because that wasn't how he rolled, anyway. Better to have the feelings come right from your pusher than from your pan. He brought his eyes up slowly to meet that adoring gaze, and suddenly he felt that all of the things he'd been keeping to himself this whole time, well, it had been very unlike him. He should have been telling Eridan everything whenever he felt it, lest the boy believe Gamzee's feelings didn't run as deep as they actually did.]


Like... the way you all be lookin' at me like what's the fuck right now?

[He paused briefly, bringing a hand to Eridan's face and running a cool thumb over his forehead, down his temple.]

Ain't never all had a motherfucker to be goin' up and all gettin' their glancing on at me in like, such a motherfucking fashion. An' I know you're all to be knowing that wicked shit already, but...

[He paused again, but no action punctuated this silence.]

...but it gets a brother to feel real nice when he ain't ever was to be motherfucking thinking no one was all ever going to be lookin' at him in a way like that.

[His eyes flicked down sheepishly for just a second, then came right back to Eridan's. Yeah, that felt a little hard to admit, but it wasn't terrible. He'd plow through it.]

So like, when I all was first to be fallin' all lugbone-perpendicular-to-motherfucking-footsleeves for you, not that I've been ever too motherfucking keen on getting the mystical wear on of motherfuckers like those or nothing, but, uh...

[Oh fuck, oh fuck, what was he saying, again...? He took an exasperated breath in, closing his eyes and pressing his forehead to Eridan's.]

I was scared you weren't all gonna love me back. 'Cause no motherfucker ever does the shit that way when Gamzee gets his fuckin' pity on all hard for 'em. But you just been so fuckin' kind to me, Jadebro. Like you all really pity me and shit. And like, to all have someone who's at being the stars and moons in your motherfucking world be all actin' like you might be what's the same in theirs...

[He smiled gently. It was hardly a good explanation of his deepest and purest of devotions, but it managed to scratch the surface.]

it feels like maybe I got the most motherfucking precious thing I all could ever be hoping to fuckin' finding, it fuckin' does.
chronomancer: (♒ inside my heart is breaking)

[personal profile] chronomancer 2012-03-30 11:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Eridan shivered and closed his eyes as he soaked in the words. He let out a soft sound, his hand curling in the hair behind Gamzee's ear, trying to pet him comfortingly. He swallowed hard.]

I was terrified.

[His voice was small and hoarse and barely above a stolen whisper.]

I was so terrified. You were the single most pitiful troll I've ever met, Gamzee. You still are. And I love you so much and what if I fucked it up. What if I was wrong and I ruined everything and made you hate me? I don't have it in me to hate you, not that way, not any way.

[He swallowed hard again, shivering.]

What if I was just imagining things, what if you didn't really pity me and were just being nice and I was just... just making up things that weren't really there.

[He leaned in to press a soft kiss to the corner of Gamzee's mouth.]

Maybe you're not my moons and my stars, but you're my sun. So bright and warm and mine.
hystericull: (clean ♑ fIx ThIs MeSs.)

[personal profile] hystericull 2012-04-03 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Gamzee understood those words. He did, so help him God, he understood them. His moons and his stars, the same ones he stared at night after night of his meaningless, wonderful, detached, and glorious life, they were his only companions sometimes. A tangible omnipotence when he needed something more to help him immerse himself in beliefs of a more mystical future for him. For everyone. As he had lived under those moons, Eridan had lived under the sun. It was a sentiment he could appreciate, and it made him flush all over, stroking Eridan's face again and pushing a few strands of hair back out of those jade eyes.]

They was never not there, brother. Them pity feelings, I fuckin' mean. For you. Always had 'em, even if I wasn't to all fuckin' be gettin' my understand on of them proper. I like being yours.

[He smiled, laughing a little to himself because damn he really never could understand his feelings. Who he was flushed for, who he was pale for; he was pretty sure he'd never had any black feelings, but who the hell really knew? Until, you know, now, when he was absolutely smitten. It was hard to be confused until someone reciprocated. To not know if your heart was hurting or if it actually wasn't, or if it was even justifiable to feel that way at all.

But, he didn't have to worry about that anymore. And that's why he felt it might be okay now, to laugh at it.]


You ain't got to worry, not at all. Nothing you all do is gonna ever make me wanna get my motherfucking split on from you. Ever.

[That felt a little overwhelming. Maybe he should have toned it down a little.]

I never seen you fuck the shit all up like you're always to be saying you do, but even if you all get at doing the biggest motherfucking fuck up anyone's all ever got their wicked sights on of...

[He returned that kiss. They were a mess of kisses, back and forth with those innocent things.]

Even if that happens, this motherfucker ain't ever gonna stop getting his pity on at you. I'm always gonna be right motherfucking by you, bro. 'Cause it's all where I motherfucking belong.
chronomancer: (♒ to take it anymore)

[personal profile] chronomancer 2012-04-03 09:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Eridan basked in Gamzee's words, overwhelming or not. He handled overwhelming pretty well; that is to say, he clung harder and tried to overwhelm back. He opened his eyes halfway, staring up at Gamzee with that shameless, smitten look again. He sighed, relishing those kisses almost as much as those words.]

Good, because I'm not going anywhere.

[He closed his eyes, smiling lightly. He felt himself melting, exhausted and content and sated. He nuzzled up into the skin closest to him, all but purring.]

Nowhere else I'd rather be.
hystericull: (happy ♑ fLuShEd)

[personal profile] hystericull 2012-04-03 10:10 am (UTC)(link)
[This boy. Ugh. Gamzee's bloodpusher had never ever heaved or thumped as deep or as loud as he felt it doing now. He let out a breath he hadn't been entirely aware he'd been holding in, gathering up that warm, contented, purring love in his arms and drawing a little dry part of the comforter up around them. He loved these blankets. He was always cold. Eridan on top of him was probably the best blanket he could ever imagine. He took in every inch of their naked bodies that were touching, warm skin on cool skin. It made him shiver with the delightful temperature change, idly rubbing his bare legs against Eridan's simply for the feeling.

Wrapped in that blanket, clutching a happy, exhausted Eridan against him and being quite thoroughly exhausted himself, Gamzee let his head rest back on the pillow.]


Right here, nowhere fuckin' else.
chronomancer: (♒ what are we looking for)

[personal profile] chronomancer 2012-04-03 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Eridan snuggled some more as Gamzee set the comforter around them. He let out a content sigh as he settled in place.

Then he smirked against Gamzee's smirk.]

You do realize, that I'm draggin' you back into the ablution block as soon as we wake up again, right.
hystericull: (angry/sprite ♑ nOiSe! >:o|)

[personal profile] hystericull 2012-04-04 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
[He rumbled out a warning growl, taking a corner of the comforter and shoving it in Eridan's mouth.]

We gonna agree to all not mention those motherfuckers ever again. Okay, sweetest and most motherfucking merciful of flushmates?
chronomancer: (♒ the show must go on)

[personal profile] chronomancer 2012-04-04 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Eridan laughed, despite the makeshift gag, free and relaxed and amused and happy, utterly loose and shameless.

It was a good feeling, that. And if Gamzee didn't understand that wasn't teasing, but an honest warning, well, that was Gamzee's mistake and not his.]
hystericull: (happy/talking/sprite ♑ cAlM)

[personal profile] hystericull 2012-04-05 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Hearing that laugh made Gamzee laugh as well. There wasn't a whole lot better than knowing Eridan was happy, and hearing him chuckle like that was reassuring.]

Sorry 'bout your bed.

[This was almost undecipherable, as he was getting very tired very quickly. With a warm Eridan curled up on him, thoroughly taxed and blissed out, it was hard to fend off sleep.]
chronomancer: (♒ hold the line)

[personal profile] chronomancer 2012-04-05 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Eridan purred and made a sound in the back of his throat, lacking the energy or will to actually speak. Clearly, however, he wasn't too terribly concerned about it. All he cared at the moment was to fold down around Gamzee and sleeping for a few days.

And he proceeded to do just that.]