trapped

[sockalareine]

Trapped In A Box Together Meme



You're not sure how, you're not sure why, but suddenly you're in a box. What's worse, is that there's another person with you making quarters less than perfect.

Rules:
①: Comment with your character | series | Preferences if any
②: Reply to others as if you're trapped in an tightly sealed non-open-able box that is rather cramped. Feel free to add more than two people to a box
③: Every now and then, the box will shift and roll to one side furthering awkward times
④: Play nice - Doesn't have to be shippy
⑤: Eventually you'll get out of the box but usually after you stop struggling

Comments

Jecht | Final Fantasy X

[sinsational]

Marlo | Flatliners (2017)

[aemula]

Flynn Scifo || Tales of Vesperia || OTA

[divine_streak]

Hope Estheim (14!yo) || FF XIII || OTA

[good_breakfast]

[The good news is your character has a lot more room in the box with this guy in it.]

Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf | ota

[wolftamer_stilinski]

Loki | MCU

[dothelokimotion]

( ragnarok compliant if wanted )

Ravio | Link Between Worlds

[courageless]

Gwen Stacy (Spider-Woman) | Marvel 65

[rando_dork]

S1 during Night School?

[not_yet_screaming]

"For crying out loud, Stilinski". Lydia rolled her eyes. "Yes my art project is an unsteady place to hide. It's also sheet steel so it's as safe as we can get. But only if we can keep still! If you must know it's a gömböc and is deliberately unsteady." She paused a second. "And no using this to cop a feel either!"

cool!

[wolftamer_stilinski]

"Hey, it's easy to say those things, Lydia!" Stiles hissed his thoughts out, pretty loudly. What kind of art project was this anyway?! Lydia was beautiful and smart, and sometimes weird as fuck... who the hell would make something like this and call it art?!

Stiles was shaking, holding on for dear life on the walls of this tight... hell... hole... called... gömböc.

"Wait what?! Now, I would never disrespect you and put my hands anywhere near where you can break them I am not that kind of person, I am not, I am just really scared and there's no air and I think it's moving again and I am trying to... something. I don't know!" Rambling. It was always a sign Stiles was not okay. But was he ever? He groaned out loud, trying to ignore the warmth of Lydia, the scent of her hair and just all in all this situation. "Gömböc. God, this reminds me of some Hungarian fairy tale I heard as a kid, it's pretty gross, it includes this.... thing that eats people." he muttered, looking around. Well, the tale was kind of similar to this. Except the lurking monster on the hallways.

Cloud Strife | FFVII (crisis core)

[backwatertrooper]

Six | Little Nightmares | ota

[afraidof7]

[not_yet_screaming]

Lydia laughed. "Hungarian is right. But it's not a fairy tale, it's mathematics. A shape which will always roll to end up the right way up just through geometry. Which means it's almost as good at rolling as a ball." And yes she was talking to steady her nerves.

"This is the fourth gömböc made not using a 3d printer, and the first of its type ever made, and they were only proven to exist at all in 2006." Talking about maths was better than talking about that ... thing outside stalking them. Or thinking about how close Stiles was close and that his wriggling had just rolled them over again.

Yukia | DBZ Xenoverse OC | ota

[majinmagic]

[wolftamer_stilinski]

"Uh huh, uuuh huh, okay. Great. Amazing." Stiles muttered as Lydia was also rambling. He was listening. Totally. Even if most of his thoughts were about trying to find Scott before the monster does...

But wait.

"What?! Jesus, Lydia that's amazing...! How did you---" Stiles asked, turning to Lydia just when the... thing moved again and he lost all his grip on the walls, and on his sanity as he felt his body move against Lydia's. He will die here and now, but no monster will have to do anything with it... "Holy god...!"

[not_yet_screaming]

"Stiles..." Lydia's tone positively acidic. "This is all very flattering, and I know you can't control your reactions. But get your head out of my breasts." She was suddenly reminded that he was almost certainly stronger than he was and screaming for help might be a very bad idea. And hoped he was a nice guy rather than just a 'nice guy' - not that she was going to let that worry show.

[wolftamer_stilinski]

Stiles almost broke his neck as he was trying to keep his face away from Lydia's chest. His cheeks were burning even if it was not visible in the dark. This is the worst, he will never be able to look Lydia in the face anymore, he will have to move Beacon Hills and live as a hermit--

"I'm sorry, I am so sorry, but you have to admit there is no space, Lydia. There's nothing here just darkness, bodies and-- that's- that's it." Stiles wheezed. Although he was so close to her chest he could hear her rapid heartbeat... or was that the small space? She was afraid... that's not good.

"And- and you know what's not here either? A monster. That's definitely not here, because it won't find us and we'll be alright. Okay? We'll be fine and alright, and you can bring this... gömböc to exhibitions and art galleries and all the places they welcome it, because this thing, Lydia, this thing is perfect, it's the best thing. And you made it, you alone, y-y-you genius, you!"

[not_yet_screaming]

"I know it's not what you intend." Lydia's tone was wry. "And I don't plan on telling Jackson about this." She shrugged, her tone too controlled, and not thinking about exactly what effect her shrug would have. "If I think about how any part of your body is where it isn't supposed to be that means I'm not thinking about what's outside."

She shrugged. "And as art it's not something worth taking to a museum. But they asked for something unique. So I'm doing a project on shapes that shouldn't exist. Complete with a context and a research paper for this thing."

[wolftamer_stilinski]

Stiles' blacked out for a moment at the shrug. So many things pressed to other things and that was amazing, but then again not. Not amazing. Somewhere in the back of his mind he heard Lydia say Jackson's name and he sobered up for a moment.

"Hey it's not like I wanted us to end up like this! I mean... not like this, definitely not like this!" Stiles groaned, getting impatient.

"And now I feel terrible that we're gonna ruin this thing... you're working hard on this." he sighed, licking his lips. He started shaking all in his body for keeping himself as tense as possible and as away from Lydia's body as he could. It wasn't working as Stiles was losing his strength. And as he tried to shift himself the gömböc moved again.

[not_yet_screaming]

Lydia rolled her eyes as she fell on top of Stiles, their legs ending up entwined, and apparently she was going to have to be the one keeping it together. "Stiles. Stop worrying so much. I can tell when you are groping me, and when it's an accident. And right now you're being sweet." She paid no attention at all to what she felt against her thigh. "And when do you think it'll be safe to check outside this thing?"

Max | Camp Camp

[takesthefuckedupcake]

Constanze | Little Witch Academia

[constantforze]

Dr. Angela 'Mercy' Ziegler ⛨ Overwatch ⛨

[watching_over_you]

[wolftamer_stilinski]

That shriek that Stiles gave when Lydia ended up on top of him was too loud. But Stiles would forever deny it.

"Yes, but-- it's still-- I am trying to respect personal space, you know I also like personal space." Stiles said, his voice trembling. He will need time to calm down, in multiple ways. "Really? I'm sweet... huh." he smiled a bit goofy.

Though, at her question he licked his lip and looked around, as if he could see outside.

"Uh, I don't know. I guess it's good when we can't hear anything?" he tried, and tilted his head to try and listen.

ßlake ßelladonna ∙ RWBY ∙ OTA

[deadly_belladonna]