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Tweak says, "Wessssleyyyy"

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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	He could go for 8 if it helps in the mix of things. noahism 2013-05-01 05:18 am UTC (link)
	[His head tilts, amber eyes flashing with curiosity as they land on her. Pretty women are a dime a dozen, but it's always the ones with a little spark in them that catch his interest. Something about this one has him lift a brow, head tilting.] Something the matter, love? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

sounds great

catcocktail
2013-05-01 05:54 am UTC (link)

[She's instinctively trying to stalk him, eyes narrow and intent, but she's forgotten tactics and training. She can't come up with an answer to his question, but it makes her halt and fold her arms defensively across her chest.]

What are you doing here?

[Not that she exactly knows where 'here' is, but she's still feeling territorial. Logic means nothing in the face of cupcakes.]

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noahism
2013-05-01 06:00 am UTC (link)

[He chuckles, perhaps more amused by her stance than anything else. His crisp white shirt rolled up just past his wrists, his hands are settled on his hips as he surveys her. Save the sleeves, he's otherwise dressed nearly to the nines in his waistcoat and trousers, inky black tie snug around his neck.

He loosens it casually.] I could ask you the same thing, but I don't think either of us is here for any particularly good reason. On the other hand, I think the better question would be to ask what we're looking for.

[His brows lift.] What are you looking for?

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	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)

	noahism 2013-05-01 06:14 am UTC (link)
	[Fear not, he's only a gentleman in appearance and attitude half the time. He steps closer, two lazy long strides that bring him within a few feet in front of her.] A little fun. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

catcocktail
2013-05-01 06:22 am UTC (link)

[Sure. Max, too. But at first glance she'd guess aura of confidence or not he probably has a different definition.

Oh, no way in hell she's backing up. She narrows her eyes and rocks challengingly forward onto the balls of her feet. Being a genetically engineered killing machine and all she's confident she can break him in half, and she really wants to.] Define 'fun.'

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noahism
2013-05-01 06:26 am UTC (link)

[Tut, tut. The intangible man might be your match.

Of course, the way his eyes wander over her at this distance, he might just like to see her try and break him. If it means those hands all over.] Need a definition?

Well. [Leaning further, closing that little gap between them by bowing nearly eye to eye] What's say you and I make a little fun of our own, together. I know that look in a woman's eye when I see it. You either want to bed me or kill me, and to be particularly honest, I'd welcome either attempt.

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catcocktail
2013-05-01 06:33 am UTC (link)

[She goes still like the proverbial kid with their hand caught in the cookie jar. Her eyes go big, then narrow accusingly. There's a beat in which she struggles with the little logical voice of training that tells her this is a bad idea and the hot pulse of violent desire. The end result is predictable.

He's way too tall. Max deliberately lifts her hands, empty now but still smeared with icing, and licks a clean stripe across her palm. She wants to waste as little as possible.

Then, as fast and hard as she can, she tries to hit him in the face. Hey, an invitation's an invitation, right?]

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noahism
2013-05-01 06:43 am UTC (link)

[Oh how he attentively watched the licking.

Not that it distracted him from her attempted assault, to which he remains standing completely still and unaffected. It's as if this situation's unfolded for him countless times, which it has, with brute force coming at him and literally passing right on through. Able to choose whether or not he's tangible to the world and other people, he phases through her punch with a quirking smile.

But rather than let it end there, he waits for the swing to go through, solid again and grabbing the back of the punch throwing arm as well as snagging her other shoulder in an abuse of position. He doesn't attempt to really immobilize her, but pull her back against his chest so that he can whisper to the shell of her ear.] Very nice first try.

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	catcocktail 2013-05-01 06:50 am UTC (link)
	[Gasping, stunned - and pissed. Max has seen some spooky shit during her life, but nothing quite like that. She's breathing a little hard, more from temper than anything.] Cheater. [She swings her head as if trying to break his nose, and with a speed that dodges bullets kicks viciously for his knee.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

noahism
2013-05-01 06:56 am UTC (link)

[He'd let her go if he wasn't confident in how to dodge her first attempt, selectively phasing just enough so that her head doesn't make contact with his face. His arms snake down around her midsection, looping over her arms to pin them to her sides. It would be predictable of him to phase away from her kick, so he doesn't.

He just bares his teeth as that one connects, a near growl against her neck as he hunches forward and is determined to make her bend with him.] You say that now, but this is hardly cheating compared to what else I can do.

[His breath is slightly shorter, if it's not one thing to arouse him it's another, fights and violence just as hot as lips on skin. Speaking of which, his find the crook of her neck to deliver a ghosting kiss.] Are you really sure you want to play this game?

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catcocktail
2013-05-01 07:08 am UTC (link)

[Okay. Reassess your position, because it is a really bad position. She'd fight even bending but that's a petty concession, and she's going still now, trying to calculate furiously. Because, you know, despite the irreproachable amiability of their interactions up 'til now, that sounds an awful lot like a threat.]

Yeah? Tell me yours, I'll tell you mine.

[She's lying, of course. It's worth a bluff anyway. Max twitches at the kiss, a cat whose tail would be ticking irritably, but when she takes a deep breath she can feel the shiver of heat expand inside her skin like it's considering other gears.]

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noahism
2013-05-01 07:12 am UTC (link)

Let's just say that since I can reach through you, I can also reach into you. [Murmured mostly against her skin, his lips against it still, drawn back in a grin that grazes his teeth to her neck as well.

He doesn't expect her to spill much in reply, though he's notably impressed by her actions so far. She's well trained, or is it instinct? He can't quite be sure, but he's rather pleased to find someone to tango with that can actually put up a good fight. Too bad, of course, he is indeed a cheat.] If I let you go will you leave my face intact? I'm rather fond of it as is.

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catcocktail
2013-05-01 07:23 am UTC (link)

[Just because Manticore kids have scientists breaking them apart for study by the time they can walk doesn't mean they're any more casual about it than the average person. More like less casual. Only the sheer ease of his earlier movement disassociates it enough for her to not start trying to claw her way free, fuck safety. Manticore didn't do anything without pain.]

Message received.

[ Not graciously - it comes out through her teeth - but received and acknowledged. And yes, they got all the finest military ~~brainwashing~~grooming government money could buy. There's a brief, conspicuous, unfriendly silence as she considers that question. It's hard to make herself surrender, token gesture or not. Being trapped hasn't made her feel any less volatile. Finally, sweetly and unsubtly:]

Sure. The face is a no-go zone.

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	noahism 2013-05-01 07:28 am UTC (link)
	[The groin should also remain unsaid, but he's not about to trust her on that one. Nonetheless, his grip on her loosens only after he plants one more firm kiss to the crook of her neck. He's expecting her to make a move the second his hands leave her, so he's prepared and (mostly) solid.] You have a name, correct? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

catcocktail
2013-05-01 07:36 am UTC (link)

[What, and be predictable? She straightens up slowly, waiting for another hostile movement, and then pivots without taking a single step away. Her eyes narrow, she stares up at him like she's daring him to try for a third. Her training is winning out in the name of self-control for a moment, but that little itch sings well, if provoked... After a second of internal debate that she doesn't care if he sees:]

Rachel. [False, false, false civility:] And you?

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noahism
2013-05-01 07:41 am UTC (link)

Tyki Mikk. [He'll take that name she gives him, satisfied enough to cock a brow.

His eyes flicker over her again in such close quarters, his tongue wetting the corner of his lip. It's moments like these that have his heart beating, body charged with energy. The thrill of a hunt, the dose of a little pleasure.] Still intent to kill me, dear Rachel, or can we try the other avenue.

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catcocktail
2013-05-01 07:54 am UTC (link)

[She really doesn't like losing, and she doesn't like the thought of hands that could go right through on naked skin...but once her mind goes down that path it stays there. Her blood is up and her breath comes out in a slow rush, stirring the air between them. While she debates, her tone turns lofty and she steps away, not quite turning her back.] You have kind of a one-track mind, don't you?

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	noahism 2013-05-01 07:58 am UTC (link)
	What can I say, when a woman turns me on like that, what else am I supposed to be thinking about? [Just watching her. He's giving her ample opportunity to leave if it's truly off the table, but he's persistent with how his eyes follow her.] Afraid you won't be able to keep up the bite to match the bark? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

catcocktail
2013-05-01 08:09 am UTC (link)

[What cat isn't susceptible to flattery? She pauses, and then gives going back to stalking him a try, aiming to circle and inspect him from all sides again, from the well tailored clothing to the face she failed to mar. There's that impulsive jump in her pulse again, but images of him on his knees creep into a different context, and the vexation - and wariness - of being beat...gives arousal an edge.]

Excuse you.

[Conversation is a placeholder: she's creeping closer again, testing how she likes it, wanting to see if he'll react.]

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	noahism 2013-05-01 08:14 am UTC (link)
	[He'll stand his ground, but barely tilts his head as she stalks him in a circle. His eyes follow from one side to the other during the round, but he otherwise just adjusts his folded sleeve and chuckles again to himself.] Tick tock, kitten. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	catcocktail 2013-05-01 08:20 am UTC (link)
	[Decisions, decisions. Max gravitates back to right in front of him, suggestively close, not an inch to spare between their hips but her arms free.] How rough do you play? [It's provocative but contains a serious thread. Bruises and sex are one things, guts and sex are another. Max takes hazard warnings seriously.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2013-05-01 08:27 am UTC (link)
	Setting ground rules, are we? [For as dark as his pleasures can be, boundaries are a welcome thing.] I don't cheat as you call it when sex is involved, but I can take rough. How rough do you think you can dish though, love? [He'd prefer both parties remain mostly intact, however.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

catcocktail
2013-05-01 08:40 am UTC (link)

[The irreverence is a little too smooth - she's ready to bound away - but she laaaaaughs at him anyway. Getting bolder, she'll walk her fingers up his arms to link them behind his neck in a parody of casual romance.]

You were the one who didn't want your pretty face bruised.

[He is too tall. She'd drag him down or throw him up against the wall and she thinks he'd let her, but they're still talking. Ground rules are important. One of her hands gathers up a fistful of his shirt.]

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noahism
2013-05-01 08:52 am UTC (link)

Leave my nose well enough alone and bruising's not an issue. [See, Tyki Mikk is slightly vain about certain things. He'll take a broken nose in a bar fight without regret, but at the hands of a woman who will have to witness the ugly to follow? He'd rather not.

His hands, in this mimicry of a pose, find her hips and splay his fingers out over her curves. He grins, very much enjoying the angle at which he looks down at her. Of course, with the right persuasion, sinking to his knees could be in the cards. Ah yes, and about now would be when his hands find her ass for a slow squeeze.]

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