The Piggyback Meme.

[yohko]

The Piggyback Ride Meme

Ahhh. The immortal piggyback ride. So versatile, there are so many uses for it—to transport the injured and the beloved, as a means of showing affection, and to even play. It's not just for romance. It can be done between parent and child, siblings, friends, medic and patient, even complete strangers and, in those rare moments, mortal enemies! Just be sure the person can carry you, yeah?

How this works:
→ Leave a comment with the usual information in the subject line: character name, fandom. Any preferences, including what you don't want, should be included as well. If you want, indicate if you want your character to Carry, Be Carried, or Both.
→ Congratulations. Your character is one half of a piggyback ride with whoever tags them!
→ Tag around.
→ Feel free to roll RNG (1-9) if you cannot come up with scenarios of your own.
→ Have fun, and be excellent to each other!

• 1 — Injury. (You can't walk like that. Here, let me carry you . . . )
• 2 — Romantic. (Obligatory shippy option.)
• 3 — Escape. (You're on the run and one of you is moving too slow or can't move at all!)
• 4 — Surprise! (That back right there? I'm going to jump the fuck on it and they don't even know it yet!)
• 5 — Duty. (EMT, military and disaster recovery personnel, firemen, etc. are sometimes required to carry civilians like this.)
• 6 — Game. (Chicken fight, park games, made-up games, whatever!)
• 7 — Wasted. (Go home, you're drunk. Except you can't walk . . . )
• 8 — Platonic or Familial. (It's such a beautiful day, can I carry you?)
• 9 — Fuck da police. (In other words, the random/whatever option.)

Comments

[onteamdyson]

Mmmmmnah. Usually I just ... I just make them buy me drinks and then I ditch 'em after I take their wallets. [She's a very honest drunk!] Men are dogs. I have a very... v-vibrant inner life. [PFFFFHAHAHAHHAHA! Oh man. Oh man she is so funny, she's making herself laugh. Wow, girl is trashed.]

Do you normally literally pick up chicks that basically just decide you should carry them? Because that's uber ... effective. Apprently. Nice job! Kudos.

[hairkink]

You're not going to steal my wallet, right? I won't be able to get you snacks if you do. [ she could just buy them with his money, but he's pretty sure she's too drunk to think of that. ] It definitely seems like you do - everything about you is pretty vibrant from what I can tell.

[ he's laughing as he speaks, though he has no idea what the hell the joke is. fuck it, just go with it. ] Nah, this is a first for me. I can't say it's too bad though, having a cute girl like you latching onto my back like this. [ another shift of his weight as he lifts her up a little, ] Let's get something to eat and then I'll take you home, okay?

[onteamdyson]

[Shit, that's some rock solid logic. Makes sense. Nope, she can't steal his wallet because it would stop the snacks. The man is very right.] Okay, cool, your cash is off limits. Hands are busy anyway. [Trying to braid this ponytail without falling off his back. It takes skill!]

Heh, you think I'm cute?! Damn right. Damn freakin right-- wait. Which home... are you-- like your home or my home because... okay, wow, flirting was totally easier about three shots ago. Also my bff might have like five people in her room? SO... yeah.

[hairkink]

[ so long as she doesn't start pulling his hair out, she can make all the fucked up braids she wants! ]

Ah... well, I had been planning on taking you to your place, if you could remember where it was. But if it's going to be that crowded, and you don't mind, I can take you to mine?

[onteamdyson]

Wow, yeah, that's just-- that is a great idea, Koujaku, I'm so glad you came up with that on your own. Yeah, totes. Your place.

[She thinks she's being smooth. Plus all that tequila made her adventurous. No really, she thinks she's got game right now. How... adorable. But she seems to be done with his hair and is content to loosely wind her arms around his neck.]

Do you like ninja swords? It's relevant, I promise.

[hairkink]

I did have a little help. [ he laughs, nodding his goodbye to the dudes he had come in with (benishigure bros, they know what's up) as he carries her out the door and into the cool night air. maybe that will help clear her head a little??? ]

Yeah? I usually carry a sword around with me, actually, [ on his back more often than not. be glad he didn't have it tonight for whatever reason. ] Why do you ask?

[onteamdyson]

[Oh hey, it's nice out here! Kenzi's a little too okay with being carried off by a complete stranger. Self destructive behaviour's a real bitch.]

DUDE! [She was not expecting that. What are the chances? Okay, Kimono should have been a tip off, but...] Me too! Usually. [Not tonight. No weapons. Not even her knife! Okay, and maybe the question wasn't actually relevant, she just likes ninja swords.]

So do I weigh nothing or what? You're pulling this off pretty easily, Hercules.

[hairkink]

[ at least she doesn't have to worry about koujaku trying to take advantage of her. he's well aware that she's completely shitfaced and incapable of making logical decisions at the moment - and he has no intention of using that against her. his only plan right now is to get her somewhere safe (his house will have to do, since hers is apparently crowded???) and make sure she doesn't get into trouble. what a great guy. ]

Oh? You'll have to show me some time. [ maybe she played rib or something? he hadn't seen her before though, so who knows. ]

As a man, it would be rude to comment on a lady's weight, wouldn't it? [ he teases, shrugging lightly as not to jostle her too much, ] but seriously, carrying you isn't any trouble at all. I'm happy to do it.

[onteamdyson]

F-fff... okay, okay... what is wrong with you? Because. Either you're a SUPER good actor and ur gonna like... cut off my skin and turn it into a throw rug, or you're defective in some area that isn't ... like... appearance or manners.

... It's not your dick, is it? Oh god, do you not have a dick?

[hairkink]

[ koujaku glances over his shoulder, brows raised. is she being serious? well, as serious as a drunk woman can be? either she's been hanging out with some shitty dudes, or she's watched way too many horror movies. or both. ]

I wouldn't do something like that, [ he rounds a corner, heading up the stairs to his apartment, ] And don't worry, I definitely have one, and before you ask, it works just fine. [ a chuckle as he shifts her on his back so he can hold her with one hand, the other fishing through his pockets so he can get his keys out and unlock the door.

welcome to his super modern asian style house. god damn what a dweeb. ] Not that it matters much tonight, I'm not going to take advantage of someone who's been drinking.

[onteamdyson]

[Well it's a good thing he threw that in there, because she was definitely gonna ask. She's also a little too distracted to his super nice freaking place to focus too much on that last part right away, but when she gets it, she tightens her grip on him to be able to lean sideways enough to STARE AT HIM!]

What the hell do you even mean? I'm like... totally tier 5 hot. I'm a hot-hottie, what even is your PROBLEM? I'm really-- ... [Starting to fall off now. And feeling sick.] Betrayed by tequila again!

[hairkink]

I would be lying if I said I wasn't interested, and I'm really lucky to have such a beautiful woman coming home with me. But... if we were going to sleep together, I would want you to be able experience it fully, you know?

[ what a DORK. he looks like he's going to say something else, but then she's sliding off his back and he's twisting around to try and catch her. ] Whoa! You okay?

[onteamdyson]

... W.. ow. Wh... Call me beautiful ONE more time. [He didn't even call it sex! Or fucking. Or banging. This guy is too good to be true. Maybe she's dreaming him. Maybe she DIED of alcohol poisoning. Either way, she grabs onto his arm to keep from falling off.]

I'm... Fine. YOU'RE drunk.

... Your place is like. Really nice.

[hairkink]

[ maybe she should just get off his back... literally. ] Not nearly as drunk as you are, beautiful. [ like how he slipped that in there? smooth as fuck. ]

Thanks, I decorated it myself. [ wait till you see the bedroom!!!! which is where they are headed now. ] Almost there. Just hold on for a few more seconds, okay?

[onteamdyson]

[Oh my GOD! So smooth she is almost convinced he's some kind of alien species. You don't find gentlemen like that just anywhere. Hale was a player, but he was most definitely a gentleman. Hale...

She sighs sleepily, head lolling to the side and then resting against his shoulder.] Okaaaaay.

[She sure did get a lot fucking sadder in only seconds. Probably because he called her beautiful. Mostly because he's not gonna treat her like shit and potential murder her ass which is what she deserves.]

Are you totes... like... 100% set on the not skinning me thing? Or the fucking. Or both.

[hairkink]

[ as promised: a few seconds later they make it into the bedroom. Koujaku backs up, gently setting her down on the bed and then spinning around to face her. wow, she even looks super drunk. ]

I'm not going to skin you, I promise. [ she's really paranoid about that, isn't she? ] And I told you before, it's my policy not to sleep with women when they're drunk. But... [ he kicks his shoes off, leaning over to gently kiss the corner of her lips, ] At the very least, I can give you a kiss, right? It wouldn't be right to deny a lady entirely.

[onteamdyson]

Oh... [She stares at him a moment after he kisses her, tearing up a little bit but not actually crying or anything. He's just...wow. He's like magic. He's like a prince or some shit and she's a hot, drunken mess.

And then she just falls backward on the bed, apparently giving up on everything including consciousness. Your kiss knocked her out, Koujaku, great freaking job!]