Probably the easiest meme ever. Post a blank with post with your character's name and universe. For the replier, the reply must be a dirty text to the poster's phone, or a picture of naughty parts. It can be on purpose ...or a mistyped number. ("Whoops, sorry I showed you my junk! ... But how was it?!") The original poster can reply to the text or ignore it. Have fun!
Walking home now. I was actually doing work. As much as I'd love to, I can't always immediately come running as soon as you start talking about being naked in bed.
[Maybe one day she'll get tired of doing that to him, but today is not that day.]
Hmm. I've decided to accept your magical word. As promised, I'll give you that preview.
[And when she says preview, she means preview, sending an image of the side of a bare thigh (a strong Astrid-esque thigh though) with a red lacy strap in view.]
Twenty year old boy, really? I have control, it's just I cater to your whims because I love you.
[At want point did this become a game? Oh, that's right, when he texted her first. That's an angle he can appreciate and it is a matching pair of lacy red.]
Pleading the fifth or should I worry about tampered evidence?
[He's a pushover for a pretty face and soft punches. It's a democracy and there's no throne where he's legislation and she's executive power. Obviously democrat and fair all around.]
Hmm, that love and sweetness does make it hard to say no to your whims.
A masterly crafted and devious plan. You must have had this running for ages to have me fall for it.
[What he doesn't hear, he can assume since laughter is a very present thing between them; in person or over text. The goofy grin he bares is no accident either.]
Unlike you, I didn't have a plan and played things by ear. Also it's a nightly thing I have to bother you. Seducing and courting optional.
As part of the Haddock charm and flair, you should suspect spontaneous. I'd sooner forget my name than you. No mighty blow to my noggin could have me forgot you, not even one from your hand.
[Forgetful as he is on some things, he isn't forgetful about her. The extra word in helps though.]
I don't know, you've built up a pretty big sense of unpredictability. I can never expect what you might do next to sweep me off my feet.
[But no matter what, as dorky and odd as he can be, he's still a ridiculous romantic because it still warms her heart to hear stupid cheesy things like that.]
And I'm not sure if that says something about your strong memory or the fact that you're thinking my blows are weak.
For all you know, I'm at your window ready to sweep you off your feet.
[Course he's not, though Hiccup is liable to and it's been proven he will. Cheesy and sometimes hammy as his romantic gestures may come off, they're genuine acts of adoration. Laughter happens to come as a bonus.]
Your blows are so not weak. I can attest to that, they've left bruises you know. Okay, maybe those were different bruises, but the point stands you have strong arms and great abs.
Okay first, rude. Second, I could sneak up on you so easy. Cat feet. Cat foot and tight not wobbly metal leg.
[Now he has to urge to tighten parts just to make sure he's quiet when he does, and will, sneak up on her. On the other hand the chance of being on the receiving end of a love tap climbs dramatically when he spooks her.]
You've got fine legs, nice and firm. No skipping out of leg day, I can tell. Pretty sure you have nicer calves than me.
You're really wimping out me already? I'm not gonna bite you, Hiccup. Not really.
[Okay, yes. She could be a biter sometimes.]
Fine, they're decent enough. But don't go slacking off on keeping your exercise up just because you're missing half of one. I like my boys tough and burly, you know. [No, she doesn't.]
I'm not afraid of getting bit much as getting decked out cold.
[He kinda looks forward to getting bit. Then biting back which he pays for dearly later, but it's worth it like leaving visible hickeys.]
I put my weight on that leg, so think I'm fine. Only the burliest and toughest boys. Not like you can throw me over your shoulder and carry me, oh no, I'm far too manly. [He's so on to her.]
What's this? A Hofferson calling themselves small and fragile? Blasphemy is afoot I say!
[He's pretty sure she's used it before in context of his feelings, but referring to herself? Never.]
Does it speak more than poetry? Appearing outside thy window in the cold? A bouquet of roses and a charming smile? Oh how foolish of me to skip out on my legs, my laziness is my folly.
I'm confident it can. It's attached to me and I'm more than capable of making you sing. Perhaps even a duet if you can tolerate my off tone singing lone enough.
[Negotiation and diplomacy go a long away and it's gotten further than fighting with his lanky body ever has.]
you see that just begging for some sort of 'not the only thing that's right' come back.
You would be the only to keep talking on the phone while you're being fucked. I'd love to hear you try to keep your calm while you're being opened up from the inside.
I almost added it. i wrote it then deleted it. but it's true.
i can't stop a deal just because i want to get off, and sometimes those meetings take ages. plus it's a fun game i like to play. who can close the deal first? yeah? you should try once.
lookin' good, hulk. not bad at all. finally all my hard work with you is starting to pay off. though to answer your question: it would depend on where you're going. most places id say go for it. perfect for a midweek affair, but some places do have dress codes that require a tie so bring one in your pocket.
do I get to pick who you're going with, too? This is a little creepy Bruce, invasive almost. I know i said I wanted to be a part of your life, but... Do you want something classic or modern?
remind me again what it was steve asked, because i think you might have been snagged by autocorrect up there. not that i'd say no to either thing, more than likely, but it would be weird if steve asked me to lick you.
Yeah, but somehow Steve always looked pretty. You were grittier in a good way. Yeah? He had a lot of stuff from back then. Memories, maybe? He never told me since technically I wasn't supposed to know about them.
probably. still. not quite my thing. even when i was younger i wasn't into the innocent virginal thing.
if you ever want, i can show you some of the albums of dads. some are dupes of the ones in the museums, but he has a lot of more personal ones, too. he always liked fooling around with that camera of his, after all.
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(A snapshot of bucky, dumdum, and jaques playing poker.)
steve likes animation. i don't know what i like. not sure i see the point. people used to go to theaters, now they don't and there's too much of everything.
he would. Not that animation is bad or anything, but potentially limiting. I mostly have stuff on as background noise, but fantasy is always fun. Lord of the Rings is good, but possibly a little intense. I don't know if you read any back in the day, but if you heard of The Hobbit, it's a continuation of that. You can always still go to theatres. I know of a couple that play old stuff, even have the prices like they were in the old days.
Barnes it is. And maybe James if I'm feeling frisky.
i've seen them about five or six times. the long versions to that if you watch them all in a row, it's just short of 12 hours. besides, it doesn't matter what steve has seen or wants, we're talking about you, barnes.
i'm not completely dependant on them, they just help with accuracy and earlier warning. is this a warning, though? have you snuck into my apartment? that's kind of sexy.
as mentioned earlier, they're usually on in the background when i'm working, especially if i'm working on something that goes on autopilot. but a couple of times i've watched them through.
no. i have yet to find someone willing.
you say that, but that could be you trying to fool me into a false sense of security. where are you?
not so much, sorry. but i have a couple in mind now that you might like. that i like, at least. black comedies, always fun. you haven't watched any monty python with steve, have you?
no sudden noises, so no horror. maybe in a years time, but most of the time those are pretty obvious anyway.
saw one about a hostel, when steve was away. it was... irritating. full of inefficiencies. people don't come apart that way. natalia said i shouldn't write with corrections.
ah, yeah, i think i saw that one at some point. people make a lot of inaccuracies about stuff for the sake of gore and violence, and reaction in general. it's why i can't watch any contemporary science flicks, it drives me crazy. i get it.
am i supposed to come searching for you now, or do you want to come out of your hidey-hole and order chinese and watch a movie with me?
I can guide you. Your destiny is written Alex, you're meant to come to me and for me to teach you what my brother could not. You're better off in my hands than his. He can't be trusted, you already saw that much.
[Alex stares at the message for a long time before replying. He wants to trust Michael, but after learning about the Flood, and seeing what he did at House Thorn...]
Tell me one thing. Do you or do you not want to wipe out the human race?
I want to do whatever it takes to bring my father back. If we discover something in those markings on your body that can do that, then we can end the war.
[ It's not like he has much choice. Michael's gone AWOL, nobody else in Vega can help him. And besides, maybe if he goes to Gabriel, he'll be able to save Noma. ]
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