MEME: Fuck this, I just want to roleplay

[mezzanotte]

FUCK THIS, I JUST WANT TO ROLEPLAY
[ A MEME FOR THE SAKE OF HAVING ONE ]

➘ So, with LiveJournal fucking up big time with the comment threads you have yourself a whole list of shiny usernames and journals backed up just in-case. Until LJ cools its head, let's not let that go to waste.

➘ This is a meme created for people who are right now, just going: FUCK THIS, I JUST WANT TO ROLEPLAY

INSTRUCTIONS

➘ Post with your character below, listing their name and canon in the subject.
➘ Roll 1-10 RNG to roleplay out one of the scenes below or simply just tag!
➘ Roll to your hearts content, feel free to play out as many scenarios as you can.
➘ HAVE FUN WITH YOUR SHENANIGANS

SCENARIOS

01 » FIGHTING - Emotional or Physical. Your characters are not getting along. What do.
02 » DRINKING/DRUNK - Having a beer, dancing in a club, sipping some bubbly in the bathtub, being outrageously drunk.
03 » AWKWARD - Whoops. Your character just walked into something he shouldn't have.
04 » FLUFF - Walking in the rain together, pecks on the cheek, give us cavities.
05 » ROMANTIC - Play something shippy out. Mornings after, confessions, cuddles, smut, anything goes.
06 » IN YOUR SHOES/BODY SWAP - Your character wakes up to find themselves swapped in the world or the body of the person they've tagged.
07 » CONFESSIONS - Spill it. From, I've been secretly pining you forever to yes, I did eat the last poptart.
08 » 7-MINUTES IN HEAVEN - Your characters are now stuck in a closet together for seven minutes (IE, MUST BE AT LEAST 7-POSTS)
09 » CRACK - Why is there a goat in our living room?
10 » WHATEVER - PLAY ANYTHING. THIS IS WHAT THIS MEME IS ABOUT.


HAVE FUN GUYS!
FEEL FREE TO PROMOTE THE MEME OVER ON PLURK/LJ/WHEREVER. |D

Comments

Ffff tempted to but I probably won't. Oh god I've never written smut with a Doctor.

[wears_skirts]

[His expression of surprise confuses her a little, but at the very least he isn't rambling on or telling her to stop. Grinning against his lips, Amy moves to sit in his lap. That'd make things a lot easier on their necks.] Hi.

(OOC: Sounds like a plan, Stan.)

Me either. Eleven deals with sex like I do. Get up and leave the room. Cause it's icky.

[aintno_grave]

[His breath hitches as she shifts in his lap. Once she's comfortable, he smiles back, his fingers digging, gently, into her hips.] Hello there.

Haha! <3 RNG is such an 11/Amy shipper. It's not our fault! We're just doing as we're told.

[wears_skirts]

[Biting her lower lip as she looks at his own, she can't help but grin again before finally leaning in to properly kiss him. Arms winding themselves around his neck as she presses her body up against his own.]

We wouldn't want to make RNG angry now, would we?

[aintno_grave]

[When her lips press against his, a soft, needy moan bubbles from his throat as a hand reaches up to tangle itself into her silky, red hair.]

Nope! :P

[wears_skirts]

[Smiling against his lips briefly at the feel of his hand getting tangled in her hair, Amy nipped at his bottom lip playfully before kissing him again. One of her own hands finding its way up to the back of his neck to play with his much shorter hair.]

[aintno_grave]

[He drags his tongue along her bottom lip, pressing his body closer to her. Was it him or is it suddenly very hot in here?]

[wears_skirts]

[Nope, it definitely wasn't just him. Though wearing that tweed jacket probably isn't helping anything. Why doesn't Amy just...take it off? Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.]

[aintno_grave]

[Best idea he's heard all day. He helps her take it, leaning more into her. His arms wrap around her waist when his jacket is off. He breaks away from her lips to press light kisses along her jaw and mumbles against her skin.]

Amy, Amy, Amy...

[wears_skirts]

[Figured as much. That was Amy, always full of brilliant ideas. What would The Doctor do without her? And there goes her brain, turning into mush. God she loved it when he kissed her jaw like that.] Wh-what?

[aintno_grave]

Mm... [He pauses at ear, nuzzling his nose into her neck and smiling like the idiot that he is.] Nothing, Pond.

[wears_skirts]

Right. [Shakily exhaling, Amy's hand's trailed up and down his back. Now that his jacket was gone, it was a bit easier to get her arms around him. He looked so fit when he didn't wear the jacket and just had his shirt and braces on.] Still interested in that show on the tele?

[aintno_grave]

[He huffs out a laugh against her skin.] Frankly, no.

[wears_skirts]

[Smirking, Amy pulled her head back to look at him.] Didn't think so. [She said cockily before leaning down to kiss him again, this time a bit more feverishly. What did he expect when he was getting her worked up like that?]

[aintno_grave]

[Her... eagerness surprises him, although what can he expect from Amelia Pond? He moans, his fingers digging into her hips.]

[wears_skirts]

[Could he really be surprised by this point? It's not as if this were the first time something like this had happened. The feel of his fingers pressing into her hips caused her to roll her hips into his own, selfishly wanting to hear him moan like that again.]

[aintno_grave]

[With the way she's winding him up, it doesn't take much for him to moan again. His hands slide up her stomach, pushing her shirt up.]

DON'T. THINK. ABOUT. THE. MELTY. MAN!

[wears_skirts]

[So much for cuddling up and watching tele for the night. This was a much better way to spend their time. Gasping against his lips at the feel his cool fingers trailing up her stomach, Amy grinds into him again. Definitely a better way to spend the night.]

The Master! But in groin form.

[aintno_grave]

[He can admit it, he lets a corner of his mouth curve upwards in delight at her gasp. His hands slide up until they're right beneath her bra, along the bottoms of her cups and breasts.]

*Snorts*

[wears_skirts]

[Moaning when she feels his hands right beneath her breast, she presses her body up against his, hinting for him to continue. She had planned on taking off his shirt, but that would be a bit difficult to do at the moment. And, to be honest, she greedily wanted him to continue.]

[aintno_grave]

[Very slowly, his cool fingers dig under her bra, to caress her breasts. With the same deliberate pace, he inches his way to her bra clasp in the back. The Doctor leans down and presses gentle kisses along her neck, undoing her bra.]

[wears_skirts]

Shit. [Amy gasped against his lips, she had been waiting for him to do that and she eagerly rolls her hips again.] Not wasting any time, are ya? [She asked breathlessly, inhaling sharply when she feels his lips against her neck again, arching into him.]

I do NOT know why this took me forever :/

[aintno_grave]

Nu-uh. [He continues to press his lips against her skin, teasing with tongue and soft scraps of teeth.]

*Sobs* It's fine. :P

[wears_skirts]

[Her breathing is almost embarrassingly loud at this point, but she can't concentrate enough to actually care. Plus, they were alone.] I like it when you get like this. [Amy admitted, voice wavering towards the end when she felt him nip at her skin.]

[aintno_grave]

[He stops, his mouth hovering over skin. He just wouldn't be the Doctor if he didn't overanalyze her statement down to its basic components.] Like what?

Ooooh Doctor. :P Y U NO ON AIM? D:

[wears_skirts]

[Ugh, why did he stop? Frowning slightly, Amy pulled her head back to make eye contact with him.] All...you know. [Horny.] Worked up.