bakerstreet | the floor is lava

Just share the bed with me.
For whatever reason, the floor is unacceptable as a place to sleep. It's messy, the dog is there, THE FLOOR IS LAVA, or maybe there's flooding. 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. 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? 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 SPOON? SPOONING IS OKAY. And yes, the floor is lava.
5. Figure out a reason why you need to share the bed.
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 lava.

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[person or puppy available just someone cuddles please]

( His family was out of town, whisked off away to partake in some show of brute force Theo had been told he'd be of no use during. Which, he'd informed them a number of times, was more than okay with him. Having the large house to himself for a few days was a welcome change.

Inviting Freki over had been a thoughtless decision, something he did upon realizing that he would be alone in a large house with no sounds or people to catch his attention throughout the day. It became lonely quickly, only adding to the realization that not only did he want some kind of company, but needed it.

When the other finally arrived, he had been quick to grab his hand and lead him up the stairs, through the maze of the large home. He paused to point out a few things here and there - paintings from countries far away, old and rare items he'd been excited to find, and the occasional family photo that had been very clearly staged to make the Kerberos house seem like a real home instead of something more than a well-decorated base of sorts.

They reached his room on the top floor, tucked into the far corner a safe distance away from either of his brother's room. Inside, it was a fairly normal sized room, the large bed taking up most of it with a nest of blankets and pillows he pulled Freki towards a little too eagerly. )

Lay down with me for a while. ( He pleaded, already scooting onto the bed to pull the other down with him. ) You can use whichever blanket or pillow you want.

absolutely!

theravenous - 2016-06-13 00:02 (UTC) - Expand

c:

breakouts - 2016-06-13 04:33 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

theravenous - 2016-06-13 22:36 (UTC) - Expand

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theravenous - 2016-06-20 00:47 (UTC) - Expand

sorry for being slow!

breakouts - 2016-06-24 04:20 (UTC) - Expand

i'm clearly even worse; sorry!

theravenous - 2016-07-19 16:47 (UTC) - Expand

all good!! i will backtag forever

breakouts - 2016-07-24 07:30 (UTC) - Expand

good to know \o/

theravenous - 2016-08-03 17:29 (UTC) - Expand

:Db

breakouts - 2016-08-06 05:03 (UTC) - Expand

also notifs are apparently down for me; just a heads-up o9

theravenous - 2016-08-06 12:32 (UTC) - Expand

yeah, notifs died a couple weeks ago! hopefully they don't again

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The creature that emerged from the box had first been a fly and then fallen into the more human copy of Stiles that the Nogitsune had inhabited towards the end of its run in Beacon Hills. It had been weak though, needing to feed on the little agonies of those that lived around, the feast of hurts that humanity carried with it. It was human to suffer after all, wasn't it?

While the dark chaotic fox spirit inhabited a copy of Stiles' form, it was an 'it'. In the centuries of its life, the creature had been male and female, not preference with either. While regaining strength, it had taken up in Peter's bed without much care. What did a fox care what a wolf thought or claimed as its own? It had tossed Derek Hale aside like a ragdoll and thought little of it before.

It drifted between sleep and wakefulness, sprawled out to fill the bed. Surely Peter would like the couch or something else, right?