The Intimacy Meme

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The Intimacy Meme

(Shamelessly taken from... all the rest and modified!)

Intimacy is the glue of any relationship, albeit romantic or friendship. It's getting to the root of humanity, and expanding upon ourselves and letting others in.

Rules:
1. Post with your character.
2. Go to rng and roll from 1-6.
3. Post to others.
4. Profit

Scenes:
1. First Kiss. Maybe you've been harboring feelings or maybe this is random. But it feels good to be that close to someone.

2. Love Confession. You have been head over heels for this person and now it's time to try and get close to them.

3. Secrets. You've been hiding yourself from someone and now it's time to stop. They need to know the real you.

4. First Time. First time you have sex is always nerve racking, but it's in these moments that you show how much you truly care about someone.

5. Shower. Perhaps you've been together for awhile. Maybe you've told each other everything. Maybe you're just dirty and need to get cleaned up. But letting the water flow between two people is still pretty intimate.

6. Post-Coital Bed. Do you feel talkative after sex? Want to ponder the meaning of life / if you guys are more than a one-night stand? Better to do it after the deed probably.. at least your partner will be in a good mood?

7. Road Trip. Good for that bonding experiance you never had! Bad diner food and weird landmarks you never knew you wanted to see! Will it bring you closer to your friend / lover?

8. Drunk. Are you the happy or sad kind? Clingy, or flighty? Maybe you just need a hug, to snuggle close.. to whoever's around at the time!

9. Winter. What could be a better time to curl up with a book, or exchange soft words in the glow of the fire? Hot chocolate time!

10. Free verse. Did I leave something out? Want to combine? Make up your own or pick from the others.

Comments

William Darcy | The Lizzie Bennet Diaries

[faketexts]

1 (THE RNG IS SO NICE TO ME)

[videodiary]

[Her face is long and tired as she stares at the camera on her computer.]

So. I'm not really sure I should talk about this here, but I'm Lizzie Bennet - and Darcy was right.

[Lizzie slouches and rubs her face, rolling the chair away from the camera and spinning once lazily. She loves being home. She missed it so much, but that didn't mean she was happy. Not even a little.]

[faketexts]

[It takes Darcy a long time to make up his mind and actually pull up in the Bennet's front driveway. There may have been more circling around the neighbourhood than he is comfortable admitting to. And of course another five minutes sitting and staring intently at the front door, working over the words in his head and all her possible responses to them, all the worst scenarios looping over and over again like some macabre clip show of social ineptitude. He finally decides that siting outside any longer will look worse than actually ringing the doorbell, and steels himself for the worst as he rings the doorbell.

One such worst case scenario comes into play, and Mrs Bennet answers the door. Darcy prays to whichever gods might be listening that Lizzie's mother is blissfully unaware of the videos as he asks if Lizzie is home, and is directed to her bedroom door.

Palms sweating, he takes a deep breath, and knocks.]

[videodiary]

[It wasn't Lydia. Couldn't be.

Lizzie scrubbed her face and went back to her computer, shutting down the camera and program before darkening the screen. This might just have been the longest day of her life and that said everything.]

Come in.

[faketexts]

Hello Lizzie.

[It's so odd to see her room for the first time, at least from this angle. Having watched her video blogs, he feels overly familiar with her white walls and bulging bookshelf. He's not sure how welcome he really is here yet, or what etiquette there might be to entering a woman's bedroom one has been previously spurned by, so he stays where he is in the doorway, arms at his sides and trying terribly not to fidget.]

Your, uh, mother let me in.

[videodiary]

Wow. She must really be distracted. [Understandably, but she had to say something.

And Darcy. Darcy was in her doorway. Did he just always know when she had been talking about him? Because she was starting to wonder.] You can actually come in the room.

[faketexts]

[He debates closing the door behind them or not. Is that presumptuous? But he decides for it as he would really rather they weren't over heard.]

I wanted to see how you were.

[videodiary]

Lydia is in the hospital. Jane is stuck in LA and...[She stands and moves to sit on her bed. This didn't come easy to her. It didn't really come to her at all. She could do so much better than this.]

I should have listened to you sooner. Done anything sooner.

[faketexts]

I should have behaved differently as well. If I had warned more people about George-

[So much of him want to be nearer to her right now. She looks so vulnerable. But he stays where he is by the door.]

Things may have turned out differently.

[videodiary]

Would I have listened? [Lizzie's hands are shaking as she moves, looking at him with nothing more than exhaustion.] Can you not just stand there lurking?

[faketexts]

[He finds a chair (the one she usually shoots in in fact, and perches himself on it awkwardly.]

How is Lydia?

[videodiary]

She hasn't woken up yet.

[faketexts]

[He has to close his eyes for a few moments before he speaks again.]

I should have found her sooner. I'm sorry.

[videodiary]

No. Don't be. I didn't even try to warn her about him. If you hadn't found her when you did...

[faketexts]

She will be alright, won't she?

[It's too much like it was before, the first time with Wickham and Gigi and it make his heart ache.]

[videodiary]

Physically, they keep telling us she'll be fine.

[But Lizzie is scared she won't be her Lydia anymore. Like. Terrified that Lydia might wake up different.]

[faketexts]

[His hand flutters awkwardly for a second before it settles over hers, leaning forward in his chair.]

I have faith in your younger sister's perseverance in the face of such situations.

[videodiary]

[She tenses for a moment. Startled, sure, but just so confused about everything she isn't even certain what she is doing here. There should be some kind of user manual for these moments.

She turns her hand over and laces their fingers.]

Your sister...did she?

[faketexts]

[Why is prevents ones palms from sweating when nervous not something he's ever mastered? This is why he doesn't often hold hands with beautiful women hes desperately in love with. Or, ever.]

Exceedingly so. She is as impossible to keep in line as ever before.

[videodiary]

That's really unflattering.

[Except instead of being angry, it's making her smile. What the hell?]

[faketexts]

I've never impressed that I'm an agreeable person.

[He's not sure if he's ever seen her smile, genuinely, because of him before. It's enough to give her hand a small re-assuring squeeze.]

[videodiary]

I've never hoped you were this right before. God. That's. No. Forget I just said that.

[faketexts]

It's fine, Lizzie. I understand.

[videodiary]

I'm not normally like this.

[She's hanging onto his hand like it's the only thing keeping her sitting there. And seeing how she wanted to do nothing more than sink slowly into the floor, she wasn't ruling it out as a possibility.]

[faketexts]

I believe under the circumstances you are allowed to behave a little erratically.

Is there anything you need?