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Tweak says, "Is there fanfic about Tweak?"

Lulu Bell (switchform) wrote in erato_dr,
@ 2013-04-29 14:28:00

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the C U P C A K E meme

THE CUPCAKE MEME

Once again for inexplicable reasons, there are cupcakes everywhere. There are tables set with trays overflowing, so much so that cupcakes are showing up in the strangest of places. Nightstands, dressers, the pillow next to your head. Will you indulge? Careful, these cupcakes are anything but ordinary. Have fun~ ♥

[how to play]

1.) Post a comment with your character, their name and fandom / any particulars and or boundaries you have.
2.) Someone replies! Either they can roll for you, or in your reply you can roll the dice (or cheat) and see what cupcake you get.
3.) To roll, go to the Random Number Generator (min 1 max 13) and match it up with the cupcakes on the list.
4.) Tag partners do the same in the next comment, and everybody’s got their cupcake! Effects are immediate upon consumption and last however long you like.
5.) Still feeling hungry or unsated? Have another. Effects stack.

[the cupcakes]

[Vanilla cupcake with a strawberry on top] - #1: lust

You’re suddenly very hot, heady and you need someone. You don’t care who, you just want them and you want them now.

[Vanilla cupcake with orange frosting] - #2: rough/hate-sex

You might like them, just know them or you might hate them… but God, you just want to fuck them senseless. Roughly. Until they're raw.

[Lemon cupcake with yellow frosting] - #3: instant dom

You have a desire to make this person submit to you, by any means necessary.

[Cherry cupcake with red frosting] - #4: instant sub

The mate of the lemon cupcake, you find yourself wanting to submit entirely, to serve this person in any way you can.

[Vanilla cupcake with pale blue frosting] - #5: Exhibitionism/ voyeurism

You feel like putting on a show. Sex in a public place? Easily overheard? Or maybe you invite someone to watch. Maybe you’re the one invited, or stuck overhearing.

[Slightly crumbled cupcake with crooked icing] - #6: Murphy’s law

No matter how hot it is or how close you are to climax, something’s going to go wrong. Distracted? Too soon? Fall out of bed? Someone walk in? Interrupted in other ways? Oh my.

[Chocolate cupcake with berries] - #7: Cross dress cupcake

You just landed yourself in an entirely different outfit.

[Chocolate cupcake with mint frosting] - #8: Bondage

Surprise, you just got tied up in things. To things? Maybe even to people. The type of bonds can vary and change.

[Vanilla cupcake with cherry on top] - #9: Sensory deprivation

You just lost one of your senses completely. Now, just what will bring it back?

[Chocolate cupcake with peanut butter frosting] - #10: Sex swap

Your body just changed, time to get to know it!

[Marble cupcake with mixed frosting] - #11: Sweet lovings

You’re feeling… romantic. Very, very romantic.

[Mini-cupcake glittery trio] - #12: Threesome!

You think it's time to spice things up, this time with... a third body in the bed.

[Plain cupcake] - #13: Grab-bag

Choose, combine or make up your own!

Enjoy! ♥

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	Tyki Mikk \| D.Gray-Man noahism 2013-04-29 06:33 pm UTC (link)
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	2? kitty_has_claws 2013-04-30 03:15 am UTC (link)
	[Kitty is burning hotter than her cigarette. You'd think a cupcake would be a soothing thing. Maybe a sugar high. This was neither. This was deep and dark and only missing one thing. An opponent.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

noahism
2013-04-30 03:33 am UTC (link)

[As luck would have it, don't they always cross paths at opportune moments like this? He's feeling a little hot under the collar himself. Which is why he's in the act of loosening it as he steps out of a doorway, buttons being undone.

His eyes meet hers. It's a silent moment, a strange and familiar pang of lust hits him and he for the moment just stands there eying her with an also all so familiar glimmer in his eye.]

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What am I even writing?

kitty_has_claws
2013-04-30 03:47 am UTC (link)

[She takes the cigarette out of her mouth as white tendrils curl away, dissipating into nothing as her eyes lock with his. One flame is roughly extinguished with a firm grinding against the wall.

Only one way to see if the other one will.

And then she's moving. Fast. Silent where it seems like there should be stomps. She doesn't waste words or time before she's up, clinging and clawing at his shirt, legs up around his waist, keeping her in place. The kiss is demanding. She is there to conquer.]

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I don't know but I dig it. I just fail at pulling numbers in reply...

noahism
2013-04-30 03:55 am UTC (link)

[There may have been a dream or two like this in his past, shortly after... they became a thing of the past.

So it's welcome, clearly. If not obvious enough by his hands automatically catching her thighs, legs wound around him and fingers splayed along them as he smooths his palms to squeeze the curve of her ass. He kisses back valiantly, you want to win this war you're going to have to try a little harder than that. He doesn't move, rather not upset the balance in the moment as he holds her up, shifting only from one foot to the other with a smirking grin against her lips.]

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kitty_has_claws
2013-04-30 04:03 am UTC (link)

[She'll definitely give him a run for his money with this kiss. She won't simply melt into it the way she might have in the past. There is a fire in her now and it's burning hot enough to turn every sensible, loyal, loving thought in her head to ashes.

In this moment there is no hesitation or thoughts of Reid except in the places where he inflames further rage in her about Tyki's misdeeds. The real thoughts will come, but not until the cupcake has worked its way further through her system. And then horror and shock and infinite regret, but that is all neatly bound away for now.

One hand curls up in his hair, giving it a rough yank so she can take a breather—literally—from the kissing only to attack his neck instead. It's a good thing he's a gentleman—some of the time—who knows how to keep himself neat and smooth.]

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noahism
2013-05-01 05:24 am UTC (link)

Well, someone's wound up tonight... [He says while taking a breath of his own, grinning as he sucks it in and tilts his chin just so. Her lips on his neck do wonders, even more so than the kiss, what with how he lolls back his head to bare the curve of his throat that ridges with stigmata from a stirred-awake Noah.

His grip on her slides so he hefts her up with a strong pull, tempted to keep his back against the wall but instead looks around for something to perch her on.]

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	kitty_has_claws 2013-05-01 01:27 pm UTC (link)
	Someone has a score to settle with you. [The words slip out against his skin just before her teeth sink into it. It's not enough to break the skin, but it will leave a mark upon his throat. At least until his noah hide heals itself again, erasing the evidence.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

noahism
2013-05-02 03:51 am UTC (link)

[Guh, as if he wasn't hot enough she bites him. A good bite, too, which is why he grunts and lurches forward with her in his arms because he needs to set her down now. There are half dozen things better to do with his hands than hold up her thighs. An ornate table's edge ought to suffice for now.]

Let's settle it then. [After perching her he leans right in close, rolling his hips against hers while his hand splays across the back of her neck and fingers curl almost squeezing.]

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	kitty_has_claws 2013-05-02 04:14 am UTC (link)
	[She leans back, drawing him along with her. Can you be all bendy, Tyki? She'll help you mold to her. That thing digging in your back is her heel by the way.] It won't be easy. Not if I can help it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

noahism
2013-05-02 04:23 am UTC (link)

[Nothing sexier than that.

He does lean, or bend rather, adjusting more of his weight to his palm against the table's surface. The other still curls against her neck, sliding down to graze his nails down the center of her back. Whatever's gotten into her is hot beyond words.] I like a challenge, fair enough.

[He breathes against her jaw, lips firmly kissing it.]

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	kitty_has_claws 2013-05-02 04:26 am UTC (link)
	[Her fingers twist in his dark hair and she bites back an appreciative moan. No appreciation here! There is only wanting. Dark red, scalding want.] You're not supposed to like it. [But she can't quite keep herself from liking it, so what chance does he have?] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2013-05-02 05:42 am UTC (link)
	My bad. [He chuckles, hot breath against her neck. He leans against the table edge to allow both hands the freedom to roam, sliding down her stomach and going to unfasten her pants.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	catcocktail 2013-05-01 06:08 am UTC (link)
	[Max bristles at the laugh. Her image is about the polar opposite - boots, worn jeans, a ratty jacket over a T-shirt. The palpable image of class difference only makes her more aggressive, hip jutting out. What is she looking for? A fight. Max chews over that answer in her own head and buys time.] You first. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)