( Couples' Nightly Routine )

[seethers]

COUPLE'S NIGHTLY ROUTINE MEME It's time for you and your significant other to go to sleep...no, not that way. Get your mind out of the gutter! You two are sharing a bed for whatever reason and have been for a while. Surely by now, you have a routine on how you get ready for bed. Do you help each other out with your tasks, like putting up your hair, changing into PJs, or brushing teeth? Do you watch TV before you hit the hay? Read? Does one of you want to stay up all night long while the other one just wants to sleep? Then, of course, there's the actual sleeping habits. Does trouble with human contact lead you to sleep with miles between you - and is that an issue - or do you snuggle? Could both of you whisper sweet words into each other's ears across the pillows? Most importantly, who steals the blankets? HOW TO PLAY Comment with your character, preferences, and any information you'd like to include. Reply to others. Thread out a nightly routine.

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Joanna McCoy ∞ Star Trek

[joanna_mccoy]

Aerith Gainsborough : FFVII

[earlylight]

Alleyne - the Headless Horseman ♞ OUAT/SPN OC ♞ OTA, prefer F/M

[ridesheadless]

Anne Boleyn || The Tudors || OTA, prefer F/M

[happyfalcon]

opal beifong | legend of korra | ota

[airflows]

Carlos, the Scientist || Welcome to Night Vale

[perfect_carlos]

[All Cecils and relationship styles welcome.]

Kaneki Ken || Tokyo Ghoul

[anthropophagite]

Alric Caelegart | Original | M/F

[knighterrantofthedragon]

[Especially up for previous CR for this, but open to suggested arrangements! Character summary here.]

[snowier]

[ anything in particular you're thinking of? ]

stiles stilinski / teen wolf / ota

[ex_question191]

i'm going to triple tap this ok. this is 1k verse btw, that one tattoo thing

[altercate]

[ stiles sleeps over more now, like some sort of unspoken permission has been given. derek doesn't ask, but sometimes he puts his foot down, packs stiles into his jeep and sends him home anyway. mostly on school nights, but sometimes on weekends, when derek thinks he's had too much of a good thing, gets panicky about it and has to tamp down the urge to put a few counties worth of space between himself and the things he wants. it's late in the game to start running. he knows that. especially now, when he's standing at the sink regarding stiles spider-man toothbrush in the holder next to his. he's broken out of his reverie when he hears the door slam, smells stiles and the faint scent of blood and beer and scott. ]

What happened? [ is literally the first thing out of his mouth as he steps out of the bathroom, clad in sweatpants, the henley he'll never admit to have stolen out of stiles closet tight across his shoulders. ] Are you hurt?

pantyverse yo.

[cleave]

[ it's post-finals week, which basically means scott glutting himself on sleep, literally sleeping on every available surface, dragging around their apartment in pajamas. he's been existing in mostly his pajamas, but sometimes stiles, like right now, where scott's in just stiles flannel pants and threadbare t-shirt, sitting at the kitchen table watching stiles doing the dishes while yawning. it's been a long, difficult week. fitting in alpha responsibilities and work responsibilities and school responsibilities was trying at the best of times, and finals week had been a serious strain on his stamina. now that it's over, scott's kind of stupidly happy about this, about just being in the apartment with stiles without having to dash out early in the morning or coming home late from one study group or another. ]

Are we going to bed together? [ scott asks, like he wasn't just napping before stiles woke him up for dinner. ] Are we finally on the same schedule here, dude?

[ only scott mccall could sound so transparently thrilled about just going to bed at the same time, without any promise of sex behind it. ]

i can edit this however ok.

[wayward]

[ malia's father doesn't know what to do with her. she doesn't blame him, even if it doesn't make anything easier. he has a full grown daughter suddenly, and malia isn't comfortable in a house that feels like a shrine, in a room that smells like dust and a stranger. she likes stiles house better, and she sometimes isn't sure whether or not that makes her a bad daughter. it's on her list of things to ask stiles, at some future point, but maybe not when she's sitting cross-legged on his bed, watching him cram his textbooks into his backpack for the morning. ]

I forgot my toothbrush again. [ unabashed, secure in the knowledge that he'll come up with something for her to use. ] You dropped that worksheet under your desk just now.

[ she's plucking at the hem of her shirt, tracking his movements around the room. her expression is fond, relaxed. it's easy to be here, with him. this place feels safe, and when the draw his blankets up over them and she curls around him it feels like a den, like a home. ]

ok i promise i'm done.

[transgressing]

[ sometimes, if his father's at work and she knows she's about to have a difficult day at school, jenny asks, d'you think i can stay at yours tonight? it starts happening more and more often, because she just--

she's lonely. jenny's never really been able to bear being lonely. she's less so with stiles, even if she's still uncertain of her place in his life, the unsteadiness of her past making everything wobble. he's smart. someday he'll ask her. for the moment though, she's got a change of clothes, a set of pajamas, and he's ordered pizza, and jenny's expression's gone soft watching him rummage for a set of clean things to sleep in, like he thinks he still needs to impress her. ]

S'not like I care what you got on. [ she tells him, plucking a long strip of cheese off her slice of pizza. ] Don't have to wear anything at all, far as I'm concerned.

[ though clothes are probably best. someone needs to have plausible deniability in the event his father came home unannounced. ]

i know i said i was done it was a filthy lie.

[wolfpup]

Why don't you just drop me off at my apartment? [ derek asks, more curious than combative. it's been weeks. the need to constantly battle with stiles has exhausted itself, reappearing only on memorably bad days. ] I know it's still there. Scott showed me.

[ it's not a request motivated by anything other than the fact that derek's conscious of being in the way here, of being the disruption in the stilinski routine. the sheriff is kind, if baffled by him, and stiles suffers his presence with as much as grace as derek allows, but it doesn't mean he fits, just that he has nowhere else to go.

or he has an apartment that no one seems very eager to leave him alone in for long. scott took him there, just long enough for derek to take in the unfamiliar scent of himself, touch things that smelled faintly of pack and more strongly of places derek had never been, clothes that hung loose and oversized on him, a bed that was three times the size of the one he remembered having at home. it's not his in anything other than name, and derek doesn't particularly want to be alone in it, but he isn't fond of feeling like an imposition either. ]

I can take the bus to school. I'll be okay, until your alpha figures out how to fix me.

[ derek's still spinning in stiles desk hair, politely averting his eyes while stiles changes. it's convenient, because derek's too expressive like this, like he hasn't learned how to shut his face down yet. ]

sur....prise?

[lurings]

Stiles. [ there is a distinct whine in her tone that she isn't bothering to hide. she chews slowly on a piece of chocolate candy, waiting for stiles to respond before she shifts onto her knees, twisting to lean over the back of the couch to yell into the rest of the house. ]

If you're not in here by the time the Daily Show starts I'm stealing your pillow!

lacus clyne (gundam seed/destiny) f/m

[musicalprayers]

Ariadne l Inception l OTA

[maze_builder]

Derek Hale | Teen Wolf | M/M

[rebuiltfromashes]

Jim Kirk | Star Trek AOS | M/M

[medbaysmostwanted]

Jack Frost | RofG | M/M

[believeandsee]

Haruno Sakura | Naruto

[explosiveblossom]

Lucia Nanami | Mermaid Melody | M/F

[perfectmelody]

[ridingthewaves]

... let me guess, another one of those nights at your place?

[ Kaito doesn't even seem surprised at Lucia deciding to spend the night with him again; if anything it became more of a weekly thing for her to stay with him, somehow. And he certainly never minded whenever she was here; if anything Lucia's very presence helped take the edge off of a normally trying day.

Currently he's in the middle of making something simple for the both of them for dinner - something with shrimp, she'll notice - as he glances back at her with a curious frown on his face. ]

You up to talkin' about it?

agent york ► red vs. blue

[decrypts]

waaah

[fallbythesword]

[Jacqli never really... had a nightly routine. Remove all clothes (thank the Goddess), get in bed, pass out, wake up however many hours later and carry on with life. But now that she's settled down, now that she's legitimately sharing a space with another person and building what amounts to a life (her? a life? ... wonders never cease) with them, she's beginning to notice that some things just... seem to happen every night.

She doesn't just strip down and stay naked, for one. She actually bothers to put on her nightgown, even if it's... little more than a piece of sheer black cloth held up with straps, but at least it's cute, right? She curls up in bed with a book, now. Or a notepad, whichever strikes her fancy first. And she only has it in her hands so long as it takes him to show up to bed, to lie down next to her and tug her into his arms. It's... still so very new. But... it's nice. In a way she never actually imagined, ever.

Tonight, it's a book. And she hopes he won't be too long - she's almost done with this chapter, and she's more than ready to end the night with him. No matter how novel of a concept this still is for her, it's still something she finds herself looking forward to, much to her surprise.