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THEKINDASTUCKMEME
Well, at least it's not glue.

RULES:
o1. Put down your character ( name | series | any preferences).
o2. Those replying can pick / rng / ask Snape on the astral plane to choose one of the prompts below.
o3. You know what they say: birds of a feather get stuck in questionably legal situations together!

Hope you enjoy your enforced quality time, when you're both stuck -

o1 in traffic, after an atrocious argument.
o2. distracting this person, while your partner in comedy/crime organizes their surprise party, or slashes their car tyres.
o3. defending the base for the next vicious 42 min, until your cavalry to get here. Ladies, gentlemen: good luck.
o4. on a raft, idly drifting the way of the nearest deserted island, a surely cute shark in tow.
o5. in an air vent, after fruitlessly stalking this person, whom you thought to be a serial killer. They don't make friendly neighbours like they used to.
o6. trapped in a codependent relationship with your bed / pet / really domestic hobby, from which this person hopes to break you by way of alcohol a social intervention.
o7. in a waiting room, while you're hanging around for the results for a highly embarrassing disease test, and would really rather not run into anyone you kno - ...God damn it.
o8. trying to safely navigate through a department store, after carelessly forgetting you were out on your measly errand during Black Friday / the year's biggest one-day sale.
o9. standing guard in front of a bedroom with this nigh-stranger, so your Romeo-Juliet-like friends can finally get it on in behind closed doors, thematic noises included. Get the small talk going.
10. with your hair in one of their zippers. You pick which. Everyone else just points and laughs.
11. delivering some pretty terrible news to them.
12. with your hand in their mailbox, just as they're coming out of their house, or apartment.
13. doing the dishes, when you both forgot your wallets and can't foot the bill.
14. playing moral support for your friend, who's stuck in a magician's box, while said magician goes off to look for the key. And coffee. And dinner.
15. reading a manual on how to defuse a bomb, or a very sensitive alarm system. Tick-tack. No rush.
16. waiting for the movie reels to get changed over from an accidental porn showing, courtesy of teenagers in charge of the screening room. You're also out of popcorn.
17. under the only stone building around for miles in the middle of an acidic rain. And then you wonder whether pollution's really on the rise.
18. on the roof, after the ladder's snapped in half. Your neighbour's particularly irritable cat might also be out on the prowl.
19. in a bdsm swing. Look, no one's judging.
20. baby-sitting, pet-sitting, or car-sitting. Yes, that new Ferrari needs day and night surveillance.
21. in a lake, because this person caught you skinny-dipping and won't. Go. Away.
22. on the phone for an important interview / business conversation, while this person tries to distract you.
23. waiting to be ransomed, while in the actually quite loving care of especially incompetent criminals.
24. with your and this person's thumbs engaged in a dysfunctional Chinese finger trap.
25. waiting for them to make the Important Announcement they've been hinting at all week, while they taunt and tease you with it.

Comments

sugimoto saichi | golden kamui

[ahkas]

[ no porn pls ]

finger guns

[ffp]

[when one finds themselves in a life or death situation, having someone at their back hailed as immortal would normally be considered a blessing. but for ogata? sugimoto the immortal is literally the last person he'd want to be stuck in a foxhole with.

bad weather had been dogging the group's movements for days, slowing their trek considerably. between the freezing rains and razor-sharp winds, the distance they still had to cover until their next point of civilization hadn't seem to shrink at all. everyone had developed a piss-poor mood, soured even further at night when nothing they did seemed to warm them enough to sleep properly. of course, if all they had to do was battle the elements for a few days, then it was hardly the end of the world.

as luck would have it, though, 7th division had seemed to get their shit together long enough to not only track them down, but through the obstacles of nature herself. the surprise attack had scattered the group to every corner of the surrounding forest, no time to consider who was going where or what anyone had with them.

if ogata knew anything with certainty, though, it was that tsurumi's bumbling bloodhounds would no doubt be singling out he and sugimoto as high priority targets. so, there he sat, pointing his rifle towards the mouth of the cave they had scrambled into, the opening barely big enough to fit a full-grown man. in fact, he had been sitting there, poised to fire, for some twenty minutes now, still as stone. he'd be damned if he relied on someone like sugimoto to keep him alive out here.]

[ahkas]

[ it's entirely their luck that there aren't any bears in this cave, but what if it's just out on a stroll? finding two humans in its den wouldn't exactly be fun for either him or ogata, and although he's fairly certain that they both can get away from danger either way, it's nice if that doesn't come to pass at all. sugimoto tries to keep his optimism in the face of nature. it's lovely out here, even if civilization is taking forever and they've got a task for themselves. but he can't deny that the forest has its charms.

that being said, he's stuck in the cave with ogata, who is lucky enough to have his rifle with him even now because he doesn't have it either. a cursory pat on the side of his body - which he only achieved while elbowing ogata somewhere - reveals that he has, indeed, probably forgotten his rifle during the confusion. it's really too bad.

the other thing that's a pain is the fact that they can barely fit in here. ogata's small, so he's got nothing to complain about. but he's bigger and wider than he is and trying to make room for himself so he's not breathing on the walls of his cave is hard.

he jabs ogata on the side. ]

Hey, can you move forward? I'm breathing soil here!

[ffp]

[for too long of a moment, there's absolutely no acknowledgement that he even heard what the man behind him said. ogata simply continues to stare forward, hands and arms still despite the fatigue that weighed heavy in his limbs. honestly, it wouldn't be so surprising if he hadn't heard a single word out of sugimoto; the sarcastic sniper tended to display excellent prowess in selective hearing.

but then his rifle is lowering, just a bit. his whole body seems to loosen at once from the tightly-wound state of preparedness. the look in his eye telegraphs a certain amount of surprise, like he had been in a whole different world, before it melts into displeasure.]

And go where? Outside the cave? Maybe you should move back.

[ahkas]

[ he thought that he hadn't been loud enough and ogata had just missed his whining, and you better believe he ribbed him again when he thought the man just didn't want to talk later on. the look of displeasure on his face is kind of annoying - they can totally make this space work, ogata's a lot smaller than he is! it's not like he's ushiyama! ]

You just have to move a little bit ... forward, or something. If you let me push you around I can make it work.