The Morning After Meme

[shocksock]

morning after






┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme
→ COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE.
→ PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND HIT UP RNG (01-10), OR CHOOSE A SCENE OF YOUR OWN.
→ PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY.
( keep in mind that sexual scenarios are the basis of this meme! please enter with caution )
┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the scenarios

① BREAKFAST IN BED;
your partner is up and about -- maybe dressed, maybe not -- and in the kitchen. what are they making you? could it be... grilled cheese?

② HIT ME BABY;
they're such a peaceful sleeper. a peaceful, sexy sleeper. actually there's too much of that sleeping happening. why don't you wake the up, world's kindest alarm?

③ ESCAPE FROM AZKABED;
you wake up to find they're rummaging about for their clothes, about to leave. why the rush, can't you convince them to stay?

④ THE AFTERNOON AFTER;
and the evening, maybe even the morning after after... hours have passed but you just can't leave each other! or maybe one of you just won't...

⑤ HANGOVER FROM HELL;
there's a tiger in the closet, a baby in the bathroom, and a total stranger curled up beside you. who is this person beside you, smelling of tequila and regret? do they know any more about what, or who, went down than you do?

⑥ WET AND WILD;
don't feel too lonely waking up by yourself -- the shower's on and the sound of water falling is mighty inviting. why don't you get cleaned up -- or down and dirty all over again?

⑦ I'LL SLEEP WHEN I DIE;
sleep? what is this sleep thing you speak of? dawn's breaking and neither of you have gotten a wink, or want one. who's ready for round xxx?

⑧ A BITTER PILL;
turns out the reason you scored wasn't your sparkling wit and magnetic confidence. your partner had an ulterior motive -- they already knew it and you're about to. recon? revenge? rebound? tag and find out, if you can handle the truth!

⑨ THIS ISN'T MINE;
that sleepy person in your living room had a great night -- with your roommate. well, might as well get to know each other while you're both there, right? ... right?

⑩ WILD CARD;
roll more than once and combine scenarios, choose your favorite, or make up your own!

Comments

[deadlock_diva]

You'd be the first.

[ She steps outside to where he bike is parked just a little too close to the steps leading up to the porch. How they got here, safely and without crashing at all will forever make her wonder. She pulls her key out of her pocket and goes to start it up before carefully pushing it back and away from the steps.

As it runs, she straddles the seat, checking everything over and adjusting the mirrors. Everything... looks okay. Thank god for the increased safety with hover vehicles? With a hum, she turns and pulls a bandanna from one of her saddlebags. ]

Alright. C'mere, Tex.

[man_with_no_name]

Well, s'always nice bein' first.

[He steps out into the sunlight, taking a moment to look up at the sky, gauge the sort of day it's going to be. Out here for as long as he's been, it comes with the terrain. But that is one hell of a question. And makes him wonder if the liquor had, in the end, been before or after things had...happened.]

[But then where had all the bottles gone?]

Ok, then.

[It's probably the first time she's seen him discomfited. He's not a fan of this new technology. Horses he gets. Trains, even, because they stay on the damn rails. But hovering over the ground, going every which way? That's just unnatural.]

[deadlock_diva]

[ Ashe isn't just bound and determined to find out, though it will bother her for a while. It happened, everything is... relatively fine. Nothing left to do but move on.

She folds the bandanna over on itself and motions for him to turn around. ]

Gonna have to wear this 'til we reach the gate. Can't letcha see how we got here.

[ Because that won't make him even more uncomfortable. ]

[man_with_no_name]

[He arched an eyebrow at her.]

Oh you gotta be kidding me.

[But he complies, turning around. After everything, he can trust her that far, at least.]

Ain't been blindfolded in a whole damn century.

[deadlock_diva]

Sounds like you're overdue, then.

[ She plucks the hat from his head, resting it against the dash of her bike and then fastens the bandanna over his eyes and around his head. She tugs it maybe just a little tighter than necessary. When she's done, she plops the hat back on his head, and tugs him by the arm back toward the seat of the bike, placing his hand on her shoulder to give him some support so that he can climb on. ]

Won't take us long to reach the gate, anyhow.

[man_with_no_name]

[With a slight amount of grumbling, he settles in behind her. Hands go on her shoulders as he does his level best to make himself comfortable.]

[It really isn't taking. Thing doesn't have a feel.]

[deadlock_diva]

[ Ashe just smirks at the sound of his grumbling, which is barely audible anyway over the sound of the bike's engine. She takes ahold of his hands and tugs his arms around her waist. ]

C'mon. You clearly weren't shy last night. You're gonna have to hold on tight unless you wanna take a dirt nap.

[ Releasing his wrists, she revs the engine. ]

Ready?

[man_with_no_name]

[Well, fine, there's some compensations for this. He squeezes up against her, chin almost resting on her shoulder.]

'Bout as ready as I'm gonna be.

[deadlock_diva]

[ Good. No chance in dumping the cowboy over the edge of the canyon once they get up higher. She revs the engine one more time before peeling away from the house and speeding off. The hover bikes especially ride very smoothly over the otherwise rocky landscape.

With as fast as Ashe drives and whips around corners, it's only about twenty minutes before they reach the aforementioned gate. She presses her hand against a metal panel and then a click can be heard before there's some shifting of rock and metal. She drives forward, waiting for the gate to close behind them before she turns a glance back at him. ]

You can take it off, now.

[man_with_no_name]

[It isn't as bad as he thought it was, but it still leaves him...uneasy. No sense of the Earth beneath him, no feel at all. Well, except her bein' close - which isn't at all objectionable. Adequate compensation, certainly.]

[He slips off the blindfold, looking around and squinting in the sudden sunlight.]

Surprised you didn't turn me 'round three times and double back, some.

[She must really not want him turning back up. Well, he can't rightly blame her, under the circumstances.]

[deadlock_diva]

[ That's the problem. She might not mind him turning back up, but in case he gets a wild hair that she should be in prison, she'd rather the police not turn up, either. This way, it solves both problems: Complicated feelings and personal safety. ]

Could've. But I'd rather you didn't lose your breakfast.

[ She sits up and rolls her shoulders before placing her hands back on the handlebars. ]

It's about an hour ride. Maybe half that if you're in a hurry.

[man_with_no_name]

[And like hell is he going to let her think he can't take it. He considers what she was saying, and nodded.]

I can stand to be in a hurry.

[Bring it on, Ashe.]

[deadlock_diva]

[ Ooh. See that smirk, Tex? You see it? Hope you're ready for a wild ride. ]

Thirty minutes.

[ She gives his arms a little tug as though she needs to remind him to hold on and then revs the engine, taking her sweet time getting started before they bolt forward.

Without as many twists and turns, it's much easier to push her bike as fast as it can possibly go across the long stretch of desert and just beyond the canyon. She makes a daring jump, which feels more like gliding from one side of a steep incline to the other. Eventually, they reach the old run-down road that was once Route-66, and she guns it forward. ]

Holdin' up okay back there?

[man_with_no_name]

[For we are all sinners in the hands of an angry God...]

I'm doin' just fine.

[It's a very simple, stupid lie. This is faster than he's ever traveled - because this is a man who hasn't ridden a train since the 1960s, and has never seen the inside of an airplane. A car, once. Once. When 'Studebaker' was still a word people said.]

[He's going to just do his best not to actually see the road.]

[deadlock_diva]

[ Clearly, he needs to broaden his horizons.

After another good ten minutes of insane speeds, they reach the outskirts of the town and she finally slows the bike, coming to a stop. ]

Here we are. Little faster than horseback, I'd say.

[man_with_no_name]

[He let go of her - with a small measure of reluctance, he found - and stood up. And didn't fall down. Though there was a measure of getting his land legs back under him. Damn thing was like a carnival ride, but worse.]

Mite bit, I can admit that much.

[deadlock_diva]

[ She watches him with an amused, if not slightly smug smile. Uncomfortable, Tex? ]

Bless your heart.. You gonna make it, sugar?

[man_with_no_name]

[He does, momentarily, give her a look that is part 'listen here' and also part wishing she wasn't quite as clever as she was.]

[Well, for a moment, anyways. Her nature of being a fiery fox is entirely the appeal.]

Yeah, I'll live just fine.

[deadlock_diva]

Good.

[ She arches an eyebrow, fully prepared to take whatever listen here talk he threw at her, but evidently, he changed his mind. A shame, really. ]

Guess I'll be seein' you, then. Good luck findin' your man.

[man_with_no_name]

[He tipped his hat to her, slowly turning to head into town. Then he stopped, turning back.]

For what it's worth? Spendin' the morning with you's pretty nice. Fer the record.

[deadlock_diva]

[ She pauses, giving him a small half-smile. ]

Don't be gettin' yourself shot and we'll do it again sometime.

[ After a quick wave, she revs up the engine and then whips the bike around, speeding off toward home. She figures it's probably best that they go their separate ways, but a small part of her dares to hope that their paths will cross again. ]