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Lap Pillow Meme

The Lap Pillow Meme

From TV Tropes: A good way to show the physical intimacy and trust which a couple have is to rest one's head on the other's lap. Usually, the man does the resting while the woman provides the lap, not only because of anatomical reasons but because the lap-owner is typically of a nurturing nature more associated with femininity. Bonus points if she's feeding him grapes or stroking his hair. In some cases this is done between people who are not necessarily lovers, to comfort someone who is weeping or injured.

Or, in the case of the meme: screw the rules, we'll do anything. Maybe they're tired and just found a good place to rest? Maybe both parties were asleep? Hard to tell. All we know is, someone's head is going to be on another person's lap. Shenanigans will ensue.

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.
→ Congratulations,whoever tags your character has their head on your character's lap!
→ Tag around. Please please tag around.
→ Have fun, and be excellent to each other!

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[ooc: I'd prefer a Clyde for shipping related things. Anyone else, it'd probably be platonic/comforting.]

[ He'll most likely be the one resting his head. Will default to platonic unless you'd like otherwise. ]

[Spare lap here. Human or dragon form I'll let you decide.]

[Lonely lap over here.]

(ooc: Care for A John Carter of Mars? With assumed cr, maybe John has been going to the university Darcy attends, when she is actually there, and they have met up a few times? I can do the set up?)

[Sure! I know nothing about the fandom, just to warn you. Maybe they had some classes together, and hung out at a few parties!]

(ooc: No worries. He was a Southern ex-soldier just after the end of the Civil War, and fled conscription into the new Army, then after a battle between the Army an some Indians. he ended up in a cave with strange runes,m and grabbed an amulet, and his soul was transported to the past of Mars. He had many adventures while there. And that is the simple version of the story. Er, anyway, yes! Classes, and parties! Let me know if anything needs to be changed!)

John chuckled as he set his book down, looking out over campus. The little hill they were on was usually packed but today, most people had classes. Somehow, he and Darcy had managed to schedule theirs so they did not, and so they got the best view on campus. Knowing where she was, exactly, he flopped backward, and grinned up at her as his head landed gently on her very nice lap.

As he looked up at her, he reminded himself of how lucky he was. Here he was, sitting with one of the more beautiful women he knew, who was smart, with spirit, honor, and drive, and she actually liked him. Maybe it was nothing serious, maybe it would be something serious later. Who knew? But for now, he was content. Also, she smelled very nice, and her lap was very comfortable. Not to mention the view of her from here was quite nice as well.

"Hello, there, you." His voice was soft as he looked to her eyes.

[Man. If I have any questions, I shall ask!]

Darcy enjoyed the quiet moments most of all. She frequently missed living a life that belonged in a comic book, but grad school had beckoned, and with Jane's endorsement, getting Culver to accept her again had been easy peasy. If SHIELD had pulled a few strings along the way, well, Darcy wouldn't ask too many questions. Looking a gift horse in the mouth was poor form.

Meeting John had been sheer happenstance. Helping to save the world hadn't quenched her thirst for frat parties, and John had proven himself skilled at holding actual conversations as opposed to bragging about his drinking skills and barfing into bushes. Perhaps Darcy's standards had raised a little bit after hanging out with an actual god, but most college-aged guys seemed to have little to offer her.

"Yo," she greeted him casually, closing her own book and dropping it onto the ground. Studying was for losers. So what if she had an exam next period? She'd been up half the night cramming already; if that information wasn't already stapled into her brain matter, a few more hours wouldn't make much of a difference.

"Long time no see. Comfy?"

"It has been, for which I apologize." John wiggled in more, producing a still wrapped CD of a band he had remembered her liking from one pocket, and a carefully hoarded brownie from Ghiradelli from the other, holding them both up to her from his position.

"Will you accept my apology, Darcy?" His eyes were warm and his grin was wide, and he waggled his eyebrows in a silly manner. "And yes, since you ask. You have a very comfy lap."

Darcy laughed in utter delight when John offered up not only a delicious brownie, but the newest 10 Years album. She knew there was a reason she kept him around. She had to admit, it was nice to have someone actually pay attention to what she said and not just dismiss her as some weirdo.

"I'll take it into consideration," she said as she snatched at the brownie, unwrapping it with little difficulty and breaking off two pieces, offering him one. Hopefully he wouldn't choke to death eating in that position, because while she was confident in her CPR skills, the Heimlich maneuver was something else entirely.

For one thing, she'd never be able to support his weight.

"How'd you know I needed something chocolate today?"

John gratefully took the piece of brownie and nibbled it at carefully to avoid choking, yes. He had every belief that Darcy could and would help him if needs be, but, ah, he would rather not chance dying. he was enjoying her lap way too much for that.

"Thank you."

He smiled up at her, glad his gifts had been accepted enthusiastically, and when his mouth was clear, he spoke. "I didn't, but I went in there this morning, and while there, saw the brownie. It was the last one and it reminded me of you." he grinned up at her.

"That outfit you had at the first party we met at? The one that showed a lot of leg, all the way up? It reminded me of you in that." She had warm, and hot, and rather promising to the eyes, and full of far more than sweetness.

Honestly, Darcy could hardly remember what she'd worn three days ago, let alone to a party at the beginning of the semester. It certainly didn't sound like something she would willingly wear, which made her think she'd been talked into it by her roommate. Considering she never wore brown, and most definitely did not leave the house wearing crushed up brownies, she was uncertain how John got from the dress to a snack.

"You're fucking weird," she replied fondly, eating her own piece of brownie with minimal grace.

And maybe his eyes had been a little clouded, or his mind a little dim for the light of her smile. Her smile was what John liked the most, next to the way she talked and thought.

"Yes. I am, rather, am I not? And you are beautiful." His own brownie vanished rather quickly as well, and he grinned at her from his upside down place, and wiggled against her lap, grinning.

((ooc: Prefer F/M for shipping - but beware she miiiight push you off...))

[open to anything.]

[LAP LAP LAP.]

[Lap!]

[OOC: The one providing the lap, the one resting, I'm game for it all.]

[OOC: Likely to be the one sparing a lap.]

( either way works for me, she'll probably be flustered regardless. )

((ooc: Would you be alright with this dweeb?))

( I apologize for the delay, but yes, I'm totally okay with it! Do you have anything preference on who's laying on whose lap? )

( It's okay, life happens! Flip of a coin says Misaka's on Uiharu's lap. Want me to start us off? )

( Apologizing for the delay again -- I'll start us off because of that, if it's okay. Tell me if you want me to change anything. )

[Things had been rough on her lately; with having to deal with him all the time, amongst other things. Maybe that's what made her sleepy as she inwardly apologized with a yawn, deciding to lay down on Uiharu's lap... but just for a little while.]

[There were plenty of times Misaka seemed troubled, but it always seemed best to just let her know that her friends were supporting her rather than pester her about it. At least from Uiharu's experience.

However, she certainly wasn't expecting the other girl to rest on her lap. Uiharu practically screamed internally. This was pretty much amazing! So long as Kuroko didn't walk into the room.]

You...you must be really tired, huh?

[ f/m for anything shippy, ota for soothing/comforting. Willing to provide the head or the lap. ]

[ Willing to provide the head or the lap. ]

( ooc: oh man, i hope this isn't super weird!! i haven't actually finished the game yet, but i would love to play off you .. maybe sometime when they're traveling pre-guadosalam? if that makes sense? )

[ooc: That is perfectly fine with me. I'm a bit rusty with him myself and actually just recently started playing it myself. Watched a letsplay long ago but actually doing it myself now fff ]

( ooc: oh good! i pretty much know how it ends, but only vaguely. c: i don't mind starting, but i was wondering if you had a preference on which head goes on which lap, haha. )

[ ooc: Sorry about such a late reply nfjsk And I'm fine with either! Both have much potential of being adorable. ]

( ooc: my turn to apologize, real life got strange! here it goes...! )

( what yuna hadn't expected about being a summoner was how tiring it got, traveling from temple to temple and conferring with the fayth, only to pick up and move on to the next temple. she'd prepared in other ways - mentally, emotionally. but physically? it felt as though she wasn't up to snuff. and if she was tired, she knew that her guardians were as well. lulu and wakka would never admit it, and auron was the last person to talk about himself .. but it felt rude of her to complain when they were only on this journey for her.

and then there was tidus.

maybe it was reckless and disrespectful to get close to him this way, but she'd been spending more and more evenings with him, telling him about spira and her family and what it was like growing up the high summoner's daughter. lulu probably didn't approve, but she hadn't earned herself any lectures yet and sometimes he would tell her about zanarkand and that made it all worth it.

tonight, though, she could tell that he was tired. there had been a lot of fighting that day and the guardians had handled most of it. no one had been hurt, which was good, but it also meant that comparably, yuna was much more energetic than the rest of them. hesitating slightly, she pressed a hand against tidus's shoulder, before moving to guide his head onto her lap, avoiding his eyes as she watched the sunset. her cheeks turned pink, and she seems embarrassed - but she doesn't want to give up, either. )

[ Tidus was kind of dozing in and out along with everyone else. Today had been so tiring, and even though he had pretty good stamina for a Blitzball player, Blitzers don't spend their free time fighting fiends left and right.

He was expecting to just fall asleep right there, what he wasn't expecting was to slowly be nudged into a nice warm lap. Correction a nice, warm lap of a certain Summoner he has taken a fancy to. He tilts his head a little to look up t her as if trying to read her face. ]

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