bakerstreet | is it hot in here or is the floor LAVA

is it hot in here or is the floor LAVA

Just share the damn bed with me.

For whatever reason, the floor is an unacceptable place to sleep. It's messy, the dog is there, THE FLOOR IS LAVA, there's flooding, feels weird, or it's too dirty to walk on. Who cares why it's not acceptable, it just isn't! Normally, that's not an issue, but tonight you have a friend over. Maybe it's the safest place, maybe it's hurricane season and your house is the only one out of the path of the storm. Are they mooching off you? Stop trying to figure out the details! Just get over it and share the bed with that person! Sexy times are not required. Intimacy is not required. Just share the damn bed already.

Do you need options? DO YOU? Here! Have some options!

1. It's late. You're tired. Too tired to drive and THE FLOOR IS LAVA.
2. It's late. You're drunk. Too drunk. Honestly, how did you drink that much and not die? Should we take you to the hospital? Here, just stay in this bed with me. No, you can't sleep on the floor. THE FLOOR IS LAVA.
3. It's early. You thought you'd just come by and visit but you can barely function. The bed seems inviting. Guess what, you're invited into the bed! Yes. The bed. Not the floor. THE FLOOR IS LAVA.
4. DO YOU LIKE TO CUDDLE? CUDDLING IS OKAY. And yes, the floor is lava.
5. WILDCARD. Just figure out a reason why you need to share the bed. But don't forget: the floor is lava!
6. The Crack Fun Insane Option - Actually play the Floor is Lava Game!! Move about the room without touching the floor... because the floor is seriously lava.

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[It had not been a good day for Kylo Ren, the kind of day where he felt like he was taking one step forward and two steps back. Giving up on his anger was something that he needed to do to come back to the light, but it was difficult. He'd been told by Rey half a dozen times while meditating to let it go before he finally snapped at her and stormed off. Anger was the easy, quick way, but it wasn't the right way. He knew that, yet it didn't make it any easier.

By the time he was ready to face the little Jedi once again, it was late at night. She'd probably already be asleep by now. He went back to the Falcon, entering the old ship that he knew so well. He went to the sleeping quarters and spied Rey in her bed. Though it galled him to say the words, he finally managed to spit out his apology.]

Sorry. For earlier.

Edited 2016-02-05 21:27 (UTC)

[OTA for gen, F/M for ship.]

Dean is curled up in the blanket. He drank too much, which is saying something since he's not exactly a light drinker. The blankets get pulled a bit more towards him, and away from his sleeping brother.

[Oliver turns over in bed, his arm landing on something - or rather someone - warm. He opens his eyes.]

John? [A very confused look on his face.]

Sam is by no means a light sleeper, and by no means small -- which means usually, ninety percent of his bed is taken up by him. Not his older brother. And while it wouldn't bother him to find that he's not alone, when eyes slit open at the blankets being pulled away from him, he can't help the surprise that flickers across his expression when Dean's face comes into focus.

He grumbles, tries pulling the blankets back. "Go hog your own covers."

[The floor is lava? Somehow, not a surprise.]

He's not giving up that easily, pulling on the covers again, his eyes starting to open too. "Cut it out Sammy." Dean doesn't bother asking why they're sharing a bed, just wanting more sleep - and covers.

[Isabela isn't sharing the bed she's actually sitting on the headboard of Dorian's bed with a glass of wine still in her hand. this was probably a card game gone wrong because the two of them focused more on drinking than the actual cards and everyone else participating tapped out for the evening or had better more important things to do with their time.

anyway Isabela is precariously perched on the headboard like some sort of fancy bird, and she's drops her large feathery hat down onto Dorian's face because he's lying down. or something.]

I have decided. [she is clearly drunk and there's a slur to her speech.] That leaving this room will kill me.

[ After consuming what he's pretty sure was the single best meal he's had in years, Valmont is, to put it mildly, rather unwilling to head back out again. Finn's house may have seen better days, but it has four walls and a roof and isn't a dumpster, which puts it well ahead of anywhere else he's spent a significant length of time recently. But it's getting late enough that he can't really justify staying any longer, and so he's just made an excuse that sounds weak even to him and stood up to leave when Finn makes his offer. ]

...What?

[ He clamps down hard on his first instinct, which is god, yes, please. Even after everything he's been through, he does have at least one shred of dignity left, and he'll be damned if he's going to lose it by throwing himself on the mercy of one of his former employees. He's better than that, surely. He doesn't need anyone's pity.

...He'd be lying if he said the prospect of more hot meals didn't cause him to waver a bit, though. ]

Stay here? Stay where?

[ He makes a gesture intended to encompass all of Finn's house, which doesn't take long. It's not a very big house. Granted, compared to the sorts of places he's been living, it's a mansion, but the fact remains that there doesn't appear to be a guest bed in sight. ]

I'm certainly not planning to sleep on the floor, if that's what you had in mind.

[ The very idea. ]

[ Hi again! Feel like throwing these two into this special brand of hell? ]

[M/F for shipping. No minors (21+). No Peggys/Hills/Sharons.]

[No minors (21+)]

[M/F for shipping, OTA for gen, quintuple points for anyone willing to let me do a floor is actual lava scenario]

[The weakness of the excuse really only solidified his decision to offer to let Valmont stay. It's a sad sight, seeing your former boss, someone you've always respected, seem so...at a loss. It makes him wonder if Valmont even has anywhere else to go, after the mess that fight over the mask made of his apartment.]

Nuh-uh, nobody's cuddling with the dust bunnies. My bed's bigger than I strictly need, so...it's not perfect but hey, better than sleeping in an armchair, right?

[He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, already imagining Valmont's inevitable horror at the idea of sharing sleeping arrangements with someone who used to be on his payroll. Instead of waiting for that reaction, he quickly goes on to add something else.]

Tomorrow I can go out and pick up an inflatable mattress or...something. A guest bed's a bit outside my budget, but I'll figure something out.

[Jacob smiled fondly down at Gareth but he couldn't linger in bed this morning. There was a gang fight this morning. He had to meet a group of Rooks and kick some Blighters out of their territory.]

Sorry, luv, I have work. [He ran his fingers through his hair.] I'll see you tonight.

[Dorian is indeed lying flat on his back in his bed, spread eagle, with a feathered hat shielding his face from the room. He doesn't even mind with how much wine is sitting in his belly at the moment, and Isabela's company certainly contributed to his current state.

Well, they both helped in that regard.

Blindly, he reaches an arm up and waves his hand in agreement, voice muffled through the hat when he speaks:]

Then you must stay. The more the merrier, I say. [That same hand then pats the bed beside him.] I assure you my bed is the safest of havens.

You know, in retrospect letting that new dragon inside might have not been the greatest idea Tuff and I have ever had.

[ Because it turned the floor to lava. ]

[Dark Jake is not the type to talk about anything. He had no one to talk to in his world. It wasn't like talking actually solved anything anyway. Talking wouldn't help a damn thing. Action was better and actually did something.

Like right now. He was lying in bed next to this world's version of his Deputy Mayor Briggs. She was the exact opposite of his Ms. Briggs. It was comforting lying next to someone who didn't hate him. There wasn't anything deep going on here; he was injured and she found him. Now there they were, still clothed, staying close for warmth. He felt his sore muscles relaxing. There didn't seem to be any danger here. It was a nice change of pace.]

Edited 2016-02-05 23:52 (UTC)

[ f/f ]

[For once things were rather quiet in MegaKat city. Save for that one explosion, but after Feral and the rest of the Enforcers took a look around and found nothing, she had literally tripped over this Razor and helped him home.

It was rather awkward, laying next to him like this, but it had been a long day and she was tired. Most of her days were long, but this one seemed longer than most. She felt safe around him and soon enough, she started to drift off to sleep, still wearing her glasses.]

[Hasn't slept on an actual bed for years, so except her to find it weird at first.]

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