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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.

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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 FAVOURITE, OR MAKE UP YOUR OWN!

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[ooc: Open to cross-canon, assumed cr and all prompts! For this meme I'm open to both F/M and F/F]

Edited 2014-11-03 19:05 (UTC)

[OTA. Both F/M and F/F]

[There's a soft snore rising from the pillows, a very tired (and very naked) Viking stuck in a deep sleep, as he hugs on to tight to a blanket that's bundled more in his hands than his actual body, leaving a rear completely exposed. There's no hint that he'll wake up soon, but he smiles peacefully as he dozes, rather comfortable with the rest he gets in the early morning.]

[Relaxing isn't Melissa's forte. It's never been, if she's honest with herself, but these days the ability to catch a moment of peace here and there has absolutely abandoned her. Even her most quiet moments are hedged by supernatural teens being teens or the silence that comes when she worries about supernatural teens being teens. So call her crazy, but the feeling of waking up rested... warm, comfortable...

It immediately sets her on edge.

She turns in bed, slowly, trying to force the sleep from her eyes and brain. There's a weight against her that she's long unaccustomed to and all the heat of a forest fire under the covers, now that she's able to assess the situation. It doesn't give her any confidence since she doesn't believe for a moment that Scott's suddenly gotten back in the habit of crawling into bed with her after ten years. She's holding her breath as she gets to her other shoulder and is faced with a head of sandy-blond curls.]

Issac?

[She can't keep the mom out of her voice, the command lodged in the shock of the hypothetical question.]

totally~

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[ You down for a Rob?]

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Here we are. I brought you eggs, bacon, toast, potato fritter things, tomatoes and some baked beans. Hope you like it.

[The Doctor came into her room in the TARDIS and placed the tray down in front of her. He had been busy while she slept and wanted to cheer her up a bit.]

I think beans are gross but I hope you like them.

[Geir was surprised just how quickly his relationship with Brian had evolved. At first it had started with Geir leaving some clothes in a bag and his favorite soap and shampoo in the bathroom. Now, it seemed like Geir treated his own small apartment as a large closet than as a place for him to live. Geir was currently rummaging through Brian's refrigerator to find the skyr he'd left there. Once he found it, he walked back over to the large bowl of porridge he just finished making. He then began to scoop some of it out into the bowl and began to stir it.]

[OOC: Crazy sestra, y/n?]

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[Would you be interested in Vanessa? And do you have a preference for a number? :)

[ it's a rare occurrence, one rose may not even remember happening since they started sharing a bed, but when she wakes up kanaya is still out like a light, arms wrapped tightly around her. the sun was up hours ago, earlier now that the clocks have changed, but she wasn't there to meet it. this is a rare circumstance for kanaya maryam. rarer, still, she really does look peaceful, resting more gently than she has in years.

there's a strict possibility that she's already late for work, her phone displaying no less than three missed calls on the matter. ]

kanaya slept in, a day to remember

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it calls for celebration, party downstairs until she wakes up, pretend nothing happened after

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[Cool, gorgeous blonde college-age girls with knife fetishes (that thankfully don't extend to bedtime activities) don't usually go for Stiles. Girls in general don't usually go for Stiles, but turning eighteen was working out really well for him in that regard. He was celebrating his high school graduation a month early and there she was, and she'd seemed kind of distracted like she was looking for something when they got to his house but he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

In fact, he was going to make it breakfast. ...not that she's a horse. Or a thing he can- okay, that was a terrible analogy, starting over. She had sex with him and it was awesome and he's grateful and hungry, so breakfast. Pancakes, because there's mix in the cabinets and nobody hates pancakes.

So when he shoves his bedroom door open with a shoulder, two plates stacked with pancakes in his hands, he's grinning from ear-to-ear.]

Morning! Made pancakes. Can't go wrong with pancakes, right? Don't worry, they're not wheat grass or anything weird.