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baneofpaley (baneofpaley) wrote in rockthatmeme,
@ 2016-03-07 22:42:00

confession meme

It's been welling up inside of you for so long you just have to let it out. Or maybe you don't have much of a choice.

How to Play:

Post with your character | fandom | and any preferences.
Be sure to mention any scenarios you are interested or not interested in playing.
Tag Others.
Be awesome to each other.
Have fun!

Use the RNG to help you pick or choose on your own!

LOCATION PROMPTS

RUSHED • You need to tell them but they're about to be gone forever! Better chase down that plane/train/automobile before they leave your life forever and never hear what you have to say.
WEDDING • You can't help it, being surrounded by all of these people who look like they don't have a care in the world makes you feel like you have to get it off of your chest.
FUNERAL • Okay, probably not the best time, but now you're realizing just how short life is. Do you really want to die with this secret?
FAMILY GATHERING • You know it might make them mad or upset but honestly, who's willing to yell and scream at you with their mother standing right there?
LATE NIGHT VISIT • It's been eating at you so much that you can't hold it in anymore. So what if it's 3AM? Bang on the door until they answer!
WILDCARD: • Not interested in any of the options or have an idea of your own? Do your own thing; you do you!

CONFESSION PROMPTS

I HATE YOUR BOY/GIRLFRIEND • I know that they make you happy, but what a jackass.
MURDER • Oops? Probably worst with the funeral prompt. Or best.
LOVE • I think you know where this is going.
FALSE/HIDDEN IDENTITY • I'm a superhero. Or a supervillain. Or that guy who left a nasty letter on your windshield. In my defense, you park like an idiot.
PREGNANCY • And you... ARE the father! (Or are not. Whichever causes more issue.)
WILDCARD: • Make something up!

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theworstalpha
2016-03-12 10:51 pm UTC (link)

Derek felt her part from him and he started to move to chase her before he realized what she was about to do. He caught her easily, hooking an arm under her backside and pressing his other hand flat against her back, more than happy to oblige to the second kiss. Everything about her from the taste of her to the sound of her heart racing was intoxicating and he never wanted to put her down or stop, but eventually, she parted again and Derek took a deep breath as he looked back at her.

I'm still mad. Of course she was. Derek wasn't foolish enough to think that kissing her was going to erase all the upset that had come with the pain he'd put her through. "I know," he whispered back, attempting to give the words a voice and failing.

As much as he didn't want to put her down, Derek did, then. They were both soaked now and he wasn't all that cold, but she probably was and Derek recognized that. "...do you want to toss me down the bag?" he asked. "Just, I don't know if me walking up there this soaked is a great idea, I'll just be dripping all through your house..." he pointed out apologetically.

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detectivespivot
2016-03-13 12:01 am UTC (link)

If there was a chill, Patty was much too invested in what was happening for her to feel it. She leaned into him, her forehead resting against his own when he responded, and she had to bite her bottom lip to keep herself from apologizing to him when she heard how his voice sounded. She didn't owe anybody an apology, she told herself that, and yet she still felt bad for making him upset.

Her legs untangled from around his waist and it was only then that Patty felt the chill of cold air against her front, when she was completely parted from him. "I'll bring it down," she agreed, her cheeks burning hotly. She wasn't embarrassed or shy, she was just overwhelmed with everything that was happening and so blindsided by it that she felt raw and exposed. It took her a moment before her arms wrapped across her chest again, but this time it was against the chill from her soaked shirt, along with more obvious reasons she would have to cover herself. "I'll be right back." She moved to turn around but she stopped, looking back at him with an almost worried glance, as if she wasn't sure he would still be there when she came back down. She almost asked him not to leave again but she stopped herself and forced herself to move, running upstairs an changing her shirt before returning with his bag.

"Here," she handed it to him, the tension in the air thick and making her tense. What did they do now? How did they move forward? She took gestured to the downstairs bathroom. "You can get changed in there, just put the wet clothes in the bag, I can take care of them for you. ...If you want, I mean, not that you can't take care of your own clothes it's just that you're already here and it's already so late and it would be silly for you to go all the way back home in the rain so I thought that you would be crashing here and I know you know how to do laundry I just thought that you'd be tired and I have to do it anyway and I don't m- ...I'm going to be in the living room..." She stopped herself abruptly, her cheeks burning hotter now, and she turned quickly to walk back to the couch to avoid looking at him. She ran her mouth when she got nervous, and this was probably the absolute worst time for her to do that.

She sat on the couch but she didn't start the television again, instead staring at the frozen screen before looking up when he came out of the bathroom. "...Do you feel better?"

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theworstalpha
2016-03-13 01:55 am UTC (link)

Derek nodded and gave her a small smile. "Thanks," he said. He would've felt worse tracking mud through her house in addition to dripping all over the place, so he was glad that she agreed to go get the bag and bring it to him. She was already understandably and justifiably upset with him, he didn't need to add another reason to her list. The look on her face just before she turned to head up the stairs broke his heart. She was afraid he was going to leave...he could see it in her eyes.

So when she disappeared up the stairs, he stood still, waiting for her to return and he took the bag from her, eyes following her gesture to the bathroom. Derek nodded with a little smile. The more she talked, though, the bigger his smile became. He didn't know why it was endearing when Patty rambled the way she did when she was nervous or frantic — it drove him absolutely apeshit angry when Stiles did the same thing — but it was. "That sounds good, thank you," he replied, giving her a fond look before he finally started toward the bathroom to change.

All that was in the gym bag was a white tank top and a pair of black basketball shorts with legs that hung around the top of his knees, but they were dry, so that was good enough. It would've been better if he'd had a spare pair of boxer shorts in there, but he didn't, so he just went commando under the shorts, figuring their legs were long enough to keep it from being too much of a problem.

Once he emerged, he had the gym bag hanging loosely by its strap over one shoulder and a pile of wet clothes in one hand with his soaked sneakers in the other. "Yeah, much better. ...can I still dry these? Is that cool?"

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detectivespivot
2016-03-13 03:06 am UTC (link)

"What?" Her eyes moved to the pile of clothing in his hand, her brain moving too slow to realize exactly what he was talking about due to the lack of sleep and severe amount of stress that her body had been put through within the past hour. "Oh! Oh, yes. Yeah, I've got it." She got to her feet before he could protest, moving across the room to take the clothes out of his hands along with his sneakers. "I'll just throw these in the dryer, I'll put the shoes by the back door next to the radiator, they'll be dry by the time you need them. Sit, get comfortable, I'll be right back."

Upset or not, Patty couldn't control herself. This was how she made things better, she just... fixed things until everything was okay. She would fix his clothes, and fix his shoes, but she didn't know how to fix herself to the point where she wouldn't be so scared that he was lying to her and would just leave when she turned her back. She knew how ridiculous it was, logically, but a part of her refused to listen to that logic in favor of the outlandish notion that he regretted coming in the first place and was just looking for the first reason to slip out. It would fade, though, she told herself. The fear would fade, she was just on edge because of how quickly things were changing, but until it did she could fix other things. She had to know that she was useful enough to at least do that.

She left him in her living room, glancing over her shoulder once before disappearing around the corner and tossing his clothes into the dryer and tucking his shoes under the radiator so they wouldn't be banging around in the dryer for thirty minutes. She stayed back there for a moment longer than she needed to, standing in the middle of her laundry room with her head in her heads to try and clear her thoughts before sighing and returning to him in the living room. She hated how relieved she was when she first caught sight of him, and she mentally scolded herself before finally returning to her couch to sit.

She seemed shy when she glanced over at him before patting the spot beside her. "They'll take about a half an hour... they were really wet, Derek, you could have at least brought an umbrella with you so you wouldn't freeze to death..." she trailed off, nervously brushing her hair behind her ear. "...You'll stay though? It's too late for you to go home now. You'll stay?"

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theworstalpha
2016-03-13 03:19 pm UTC (link)

Derek opened his mouth to protest, to say that he could do it himself if she just showed him where the machines were, because he hadn't ever actually been to that part of her house, but Patty was up and taking his things before he could get a word in edgewise. He paused for a few moments before finally folloWing her instruction and sinking down onto the far end of the couch in her absence.

Things were going to be weird now — weirder than they had been, even — for a while, he thought, and that was going to take some getting used to. Derek was more accustomed to making himself at home in Patty's house and for her to do the same at his, and Derek knew it wasn't going to be like that for a while, while things settled again. It kind of bummed him out, but he thought he really only had himself to blame for that, so he had little to no right to be upset about it.

Patty returned and sat down, gesturing for him to sit closer, so Derek shifted on the couch and chanced putting an arm around her shoulder. A small, endeared smile slipped over his lips at her question. "If you'll let me, then yes. I want to stay."

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