nexusafterdeath | Bed sharing/body heat/ FLOOR IS LAVA meme hybrid

Bed sharing/body heat/ FLOOR IS LAVA meme hybrid

just share the bed!

Just share the damn bed with me.

For whatever reason, the floor is an unacceptable place to sleep. It's messy, the dog is there, THE FLOOR IS LAVA, there's flooding, feels weird, or it's too dirty to walk on. Who cares why it's not acceptable, it just isn't! Normally, that's not an issue, but tonight you have a friend over. Maybe it's the safest place, maybe it's hurricane season and your house is the only one out of the path of the storm. Are they mooching off you? Stop trying to figure out the details! Just get over it and share the bed with that person! Sexy times are not required. Intimacy is not required. Just share the damn bed already.

Do you need options? DO YOU? Here! Have some options!

1. It's late. You're tired. Too tired to drive and THE FLOOR IS LAVA.
2. It's late. You're drunk. Too drunk. Honestly, how did you drink that much and not die? Should we take you to the hospital? Here, just stay in this bed with me. No, you can't sleep on the floor. THE FLOOR IS LAVA.
3. It's early. You thought you'd just come by and visit but you can barely function. The bed seems inviting. Guess what, you're invited into the bed! Yes. The bed. Not the floor. THE FLOOR IS LAVA.
4. DO YOU LIKE TO CUDDLE? CUDDLING IS OKAY. And yes, the floor is lava.
5. WILDCARD. Just figure out a reason why you need to share the bed. But don't forget: the floor is lava!
6. The Crack Fun Insane Option - Actually play the Floor is Lava Game!! Move about the room without touching the floor... because the floor is seriously lava.

BONUS OPTIONS:

BODY HEAT:
1. It's freezing. There's only one blanket. It's a cliche, but body heat helps!! MAYBE THE FLOOR IS LAVA. There might be a bed, might be a cave, might be a cabin. I am writing this on questionable amounts of sleep and too much caffeine, but you know the drill.

BAD LUCK:
2. Maybe the floor is not lava, but in fact something else. Maybe a pipe burst in your apartment and now you're seeking refuge in the only high ground you have while waiting for aid. OR MAYBE THE PIPES ARE SPEWING LAVA. Maybe the floor is snakes.

Really just choose what fluff you want I am not going to report you to the meme police

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[Does he have to share?]

[Really, It's just Atsushi's luck that his apartment would wind up in some sort of mess. Broken pipes anyone?

Or maybe he just collapsed exhaustedly into the wrong bed. Or maybe they're stuck somewhere and it's freezing, and there's only one blanket. There's so many possibilities.]

[Clearly his bed is more elevated than usual if the floor is lava. If it's even his bed.

It probably isn't his bed.]

[What a relief, it is his bed...!

The problem is, it isn't Yasusada's bed. He'd made his way to bed rather late, a late running mission and report to the Saniwa leading to a very, very exhausted Yasu climbing into what he thought was his bed, mostly asleep before he'd even put on his sleep clothes. Something did manage to register as off, the bed rather lumpy on one side, but he just snuggled into it like a pillow and dozed off before he could even figure out why.

Which leads to this situation. Yasu cling to Kashuu like a favorite security blanket, snoring gently against his shoulder, one elbow digging into his stomach uncomfortably from where his arm is thrown over his partner.]

[...and after he'd set out Yasusada's bed for him too...

Really, Yasusada's lucky that even while he's sleepy (or, in this case, actually asleep) Kashuu's aware enough to be able to tell when someone is completely foreign to the room, and when it's just Yasusada. Really, Yasusada's lucky.

Kashuu really wishes he was less able to tune Yasusada out as being a potential threat, because then things like this wouldn't happen. His least favorite way to wake up; he can already tell it won't be the last time.]

Oi, Yasusada. Wake up already. [Not that being close isn't nice, just. That can't be comfortable. Move your arm.]

Edited 2018-05-31 05:18 (UTC)

[At least he isn't drooling?

But really, Kashuu pinged just as much as 'safety' on Yasusada's threat meter, which was fortunate for Yasu-- and unfortunate for Kashuu. Yasusada had slept comfortably and deeply, a nice restful sleep he'd sorely needed after yesterday.

And he was loath to be robbed of it so quickly. He buries his face in the space between Kashuu's neck and the pillow, as if vaguely attempting to burrow away from whatever was waking him.]

Mhnnn..... Five more minutes, Kiyomitsu....

[Does. Does he even realize where he's sleeping right now, or is that an automatic response--

Probably the latter.]

[At least he isn't drooling.

And at least(?) Yasusada's face is there, so he can't see Kashuu's face start to burn at the contact. He's not a pillow, and he knows that it's not exactly like Yasusada usually sleeps curled up against something like this.]

Yasusada... [But the complaint comes out more weak than anything.

Why is this happening right now. Why is Yasusada just, responding like usual, when he has to wake him up, burrowing into the pillow included...]

[No, he doesn't sleep like this usually, but Kashuu, while maybe a little bony, was warm and felt like comfort and home to Yasusada's sleepy brain. Different, but not bad at all.

He grumbles a little more, slowly rising into wakefulness in spite of all efforts to cling to otherwise.]

Kiyomitsuuuuuuu....

[Each syllable emphasized, ending in a pathetic sounding whine. Why did he always have to wake him up when he was this tired--]

Edited 2018-05-31 05:51 (UTC)

[Comfort, home, and warmth are all well and good, and it's not like Kashuu doesn't have the same feelings but Yasusada's lying on top of him and that's only comfortable for so long and Yasusada's bed is over there not here. Not here, on top of him.

As soon as he's able without disturbing Yasusada too much, he starts sitting up.]

Yasusadaaaaaaa. [Okay, now that the teasing is out of the way, a small smile rises to his face.]

Good morning? [How long until Yasusada realizes how he fell asleep...]

[Sleep is slipping away rapidly as Kashuu begins to sit up, and finally, finally Yasusada opens one blue eye reluctantly. He was still warm, but all the moving made retaining unconsciousness impossible. He rubs his cheek against the pillow once Kashuu's moved, letting out a sigh.]

It was until you woke me...

[.....Wait a second, he was way closer than he usually would have--

....Oh. this was the wrong side of the room.]

Eh?

[That smile, the side of the room being wrong, the proximity--]

Did I....

[Aaand he got it. Kashuu laughs, leaning back down so he's on his bed too, facing Yasusada. Red eyes meet blue, and he's still smiling.]

Yep. You did.

[He reaches out a hand to gently tug on some of Yasusada's hair, and then he sighs.]

I still don't get how you make that mistake so often when you're tired. It's not like I switch where our beds are. [Maybe if he did, Yasusada would end up falling asleep in the empty bed...but it's not like this happens every time.]

[Yasusada huffs, cheeks reddening with embarrassment. It's not like he did it on purpose. Really, he didn't even dislike sharing a bed with Kashuu, since it was always comfortable.... aside from the teasing, that was.

And there was always teasing.]

I was really tired! All I thought about was finding a bed.

[As usual, his hair is a bit of a mess-- not only bedhead, but some day old knots left over from Yasu simply resorting to running fingers through his hair the night before. He really never did learn, did he?]

Besides, you didn't wake up and stop me. It's not all my fault.

[...That's not how it works, Yasu--]

[ Because who would share a bed with this asshole for free otherwise? ]

[ Good luck trying to wake him up. ]

[ God(dess) help you if you're stuck with him. ]

[There are nicer things than waking up with Yasusada sprawled on top of him and clinging to him and knowing it was another late mission.]

Mm...making your way back here is good, yeah. [aka, at least yasusada didn't manage to fall into someone else's bed.

But, Kashuu uses the opportunity of the shared space to at least try and get some of those tangles out, even if it is just with his fingers at this moment. He can talk about using an actual brush later.

At least, until the next part of what Yasusada says registers.]

I-idiot. [He sure is turning red.] I was asleep, do you want me to stay up for you or something?

Well it would have been kind of nice, seeing you before I go to bed--

[Yasu what.

His hair is an unholy mess. As per usual. He grumbles a little at the fussing but after a moment of shifting about a little in protest he'll lean into Kashuu's fingers a little because, habit. And maybe Kashuu did do a good job at this sort of thing, finicky as he was.]

But that isn't the point! You'd wake up if you minded that much.

[>Yasu logic.]

[Does he even have a bed? Oh well, whatever.]

[Don't be alarmed if she sleep-clings to you in the middle of the night.]

[This one will probably sprawl all over the bed at some point. It's like he's part cat or something...]

[Kashuu's fingers pause in Yasusada's hair, and it's not because he's found a large tangle this time. He turns his face towards the pillow, his hair spreading out, knowing that Yasusada just says things like that. Not that it doesn't stop his confusion.

Of course he'd say something like that right now...

Kashuu twists his fingers in Yasusada's hair and pulls.]

You aren't the only one who was tired, you know, and you can't just say things like that. [But...he goes back to untangling Yasusada's hair, rubbing the part he'd pulled on gently first.]

Ooooow-- hey!

[His tone comes out a pained whine, not that Kashuu was actually pulling that hard, but it was the principle! He makes a face, his expression easing a little when Kashuu relaxes his grip and starts to rub his scalp, soothing whatever discomfort he'd caused.]

Why not? If we both slept through the night, what's the problem?

[It's not like he woke Kashuu up in the middle of the night!!! That'd be really rude.]

[...He can't even argue about that particular point. He makes a face and brings his other arm around to work it through Yasusada's hair too.

They did both sleep through the night after all. Though...]

Is your arm okay? [A master of redirecting the conversation, it's Kashuu.

It's not like he's going to explain what his problem with Yasusada saying it'd be nice to see him before he goes to sleep is.]

[ I'm just gonna call this a 5. I have no idea how Gus got here, and neither does he, but here he is, in your bed, probably with his back to Kita, staring at the wall. Or, well, if his eyes were open he would be. Right now he's just snoring.

It's so loud. ]

Edited (someone else said please and i got you confused WHOOPS) 2018-06-01 00:34 (UTC)

[ Well Gus doesn't have his own bed, so if it's not his bed, and it's not your bed, WHO'S FLYING THE PLANE?!?! ]

[Some poor fool, clearly.

Gus somehow managed to find Kashuu on a long mission, so it's technically Kashuu's is the more serious answer. That doesn't involve Gus managing to find his way to the Citadel, or a non-existent bed.

Or a murder village bed.]

[What.

What is this.

What is Gus doing here, in her bed?

Clearly, he must have a better explanation for this turn of events than she does, so Kita's just going to delicately wake Gus up so he can explain himself, with a pillow to the head.] Oi!

[Yasusada will eventually lean into Kashuu's ministrations, well used to this treatment by now given how often he forgot to do more than briefly run a comb though his hair... or even that. He'll tuck his chin against the pillow, since it isn't quite breakfast time and he doesn't really want to get up yet.

When Kashuu mentions his arm though, he blinks, a puzzled look in blue eyes.]

Ah... it's just a little damage. Some bruising.

[So essentially, fine really by Yasu standards. Kashuu was warm though and that felt good against his injured arm, thus the artless sprawl. ~~Or maybe he just wanted to cuddle, but details~~.]

The enemy led us on a wild goose chase yesterday.

[And Yasu had pretty much cut things to ribbons once they did catch up, because he'd been kind of tired and pissed off, ok.]

[Kashuu smiles slightly as Yasusada leans into his hands, one of them staying mostly still toward his head as the other works on detangling the mess. He doesn't really want to get up either, now that there aren't any limbs digging into either of them and Yasusada's actually aware of where he is.

...besides, everyone's going to start making noise when it's time for breakfast. They can lie here for a while more.

Kashuu hums.]

You sure it's not bad? You could get it looked at. [Did he not dodge in time and end up falling or hitting something? Yasusada....]

Ah, it's annoying when they do that. [So many things that could have gone wrong before they found them, and so much running they didn't have to do if they'd just had gone to the right place first...

Maybe he can get a closer look and make sure for himself that Yasusada's arm is really fine.]

[Another sleepyhead, good luck getting him up.]

Edited 2018-06-01 10:56 (UTC)

[ Gus doesn't even flinch, instead replying in that groggy, half-asleep mumble you talk in when you're woken from a deep sleep: ]

A full night's rest can be the difference between life and death.

[ ...And within seconds, he's snoring again. ]

[Precisely why Yasusada hasn't moved yet, really. It wasn't breakfast time yet, and he was comfortable. Why get up and go back to his own cold bed?

He grumbles a little, though, when Kashuu reaches his arm.]

I'm fine... I'm just annoyed they got the drop on me like that.

[The bruise is kind of nasty, if Kashuu chooses to slip back Yasusada's sleeve. It looks more like Yasusada skidded along the ground, so there's a bit of a scrape over the purple tinge of the skin too. Better that than his head, but--]

.. One of them, uh.... ran me over.

[The words are muttered, hesitantly said. Run over. More like bowled over by an attempted escapee.]

[Kashuu's hands both leave Yasusada's hair (both of them being there wasn't that comfortable like this, he'll have to find another way for his shoulder...) and ghost over the damaged skin, one of them making sure he's able to see just by being farther up Yasusada's arm.

"It's just a little damage". Of course Yasusada would say something like that about this. It's not even really like he's wrong entirely... ]

...you should be more careful. [But he can't just let his concern show like that really, the slight tension in his body at just the scrape and bruising showing more than his voice. He really doesn't want to think about being alone again.

So after a moment more of gently holding Yasusada's arm, one of his hands goes up to flick his partner's forehead, an all too familiar smile on his face.]

What would that person think, knowing you got run over by— [He can't say that. He can't bring up Okita like a shield like this.

...

Kashuu falls back down onto his bed next to Yasusada, one hand still loosely around his arm.]

...just try to be more careful.

Oh, well that makes perfect sense--wake up! You're in my bed!

[The fact that Gustave is apparently on the verge between life and death doesn't seem to move her at all. Kita's now switching from whapping him with a pillow to roughly shaking him by the shoulder.]

[you and i know damn well what the answer to that question is, unfortunately or otherwise

and so, enter what very well may be the fanciest room gus has ever been in—honestly this is ridiculous, there are like three different doors out of here and that does not count the big glass one that leads out to a balcony. who the hell needs this much space or this many entry points. it's dark out, but a little light filters in from outside, and more from a few small crystalline orbs flickering with fire inside scattered on different surfaces about the room. not only is this unnecessary and only dubiously safe, it's too light in here to even get comfortably to sleep? rich people and their shitty overdone aesthetics.

probably more relevant to gus's interests, though, is that on the other side of the bed (four posts and a canopy jfc) that the magical jamjar powers that be have dropped him into, all curled up in the blankets and snoring lightly, is his girlfriend, presently fast asleep—so that at least solves any potential concern over how all this got paid for, um.]

[ Would you believe it actually isn't the fanciest room he's ever been in? Fanciest bed, to be sure, but the room? He's seen way gaudier.

Still, it's way too fancy for him to sleep comfortably in, and more importantly, not the inn he fell asleep in, which only compounds his discomfort as he stirs awake. He sits up, eyes scouring the room for his belongings - having previously been in the cold Northern Isles, he's at least sleeping clothed today, but his sword, his armor, and even his ear are nowhere to be seen. ]

Shit, shit shit...

[ He doesn't notice the snoring at first, with Linde being on the side opposite his good ear, but when his cursory scan of the room brings his eyes toward that familiar head of long, brown hair, his distress gives way to curiosity. He couldn't possibly be that lucky, could he?

Well, may as well find out. He puts a hand on her shoulder, giving her an almost imperceptibly gentle nudge. ]

...Linde? Is that you?

Edited (well that's not the icon i thought i picked) 2018-06-24 13:58 (UTC)

[All that movement while Gustave finds his bearings makes Linde stir a little, but she doesn't actually wake up until he touches her—and she jumps back and nearly falls off the bed, panicked and abrupt while her eyes are adjusting still and all she sees is some strange figure reaching out from the other side of her bed.

But she knows that face, she realizes, half sat up with her hand on the bedside table behind her for balance as much as the tome in reach of her fingertips.]

Gustave?

[She needs another second to catch her breath before she shifts forward, hands in her lap, no less bewildered.]

How did—How long—Where...

[??????????????]

What... Ah, n-not that I'm not thrilled to see you, but—...What?

[she is NOT AWAKE ENOUGH FOR THIS]

[ Oh, good, it is her. He's called a girl the wrong name in bed before and he is not remotely in the mood to deal with that. ]

Hey, your guess is as good as mine... where even are we?

[ He glances about the room at all of, y'know, this, scratching at the back of his head. How many gaslamps does one room even need? ]

Um—My bedroom?

[her bed, more specifically, even though she takes a second to look around and make sure she is, in fact, still in her own bedroom—but she didn't exactly have a follow up ready for Gustave having this little of an idea of what's going on (she didn't have anything ready for any of this) so excuse her continued complete bafflement. ]

Your be- [ A beat- ] ...Oh.

[ Well. That does change things.

The thing is, though, that Gustave has never shared a bed with a woman without, y'know, sharing a bed with a woman. He certainly doesn't remember doing anything with Linde, but that's just going to make things a lot more uncomfortable if they did, and he doesn't remember it. ]

Um... did we...?

[ For once in his life, he hopes the answer is no. ]

[she is but a simple sheltered palace girl so it doesn't really click right away, so the beat that follows is just one of confusion.]

Well, you certainly weren't here when I went to sle—Really?! [ah there it is

she lowers her voice real quickly, though, because it's gonna be a problem if anyone patrolling the palace halls hears her yelling.] Here you are with no idea how you ended up a world away and that's your first concern?

[is embarrassed anger better than utter confusion? well it's what we're dealing with now]

[ He lowers his own voice, mainly as a courtesy; he's not too worried about guards, since if they work for Linde, he trusts her to talk them down. ]

...Honestly, that part hadn't registered completely. I'm defaulting to experience here.

[ He's woken up in unfamiliar places before, after all. The part where this might be another world is only really hitting him now that she mentions it. ]

It's just that when I wake up in bed with a woman, it's always after... Um, well...

[ Gods, he has never had trouble talking about this subject before. Look what you've done to him, Linde. ]

[it definitely says something that Gustave's concern is the likelihood of getting shanked by guards and Linde absolutely cannot have anyone walk in here while there's a man in her bed with her, she's got a reputation to maintain]

Stop. I don't want to hear about it. I don't want to hear about any of this and this conversation is over.

[it is so much harder to sound authoritative when your whole face has gone bright red, huh

she huffs a little, and only manages to soften her flustered indignation a little when she says,] Well, this isn't ideal, but it's very nice to see you.

I, uh. Y-yes ma'am.

[ It's not that hard to sound authoritative when you're trying to authoritate someone almost as red as you are.

Of course, when she says that, he softens his own expression in kind. ]

Well, it's not Murder Village, and you're here with me, so, y'know... I'd say that's pretty ideal in my book.

[She smiles a little, now that all that fuckery is out of the way, and starts to lean forward before realizing there is definitely drool dried on her face and she abruptly backs up to wipe that off on her nightdress sleeve—and while she's at it, gets too distracted trying to do something about how tangled her hair has become since she let it down for bed to go in for a smooch. RIP.]

Those are our standards, hm—At least no one's getting murdered.

[She laughs a little, too sleepy to be properly bitter, but her expression softens, then scrunches.]

Still... Not that I'm in any hurry to be rid of you, but I haven't got any idea how to get you back. [She wrings her hair in her hands in front of her.] And it's too late for me to at least let you see the palace... I'm sorry.

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Bed sharing/body heat/ FLOOR IS LAVA meme hybrid

just share the bed!

Kuro | Servamp

Atsushi Nakajima / Bungou Stray Dogs

Kashuu Kiyomitsu | Touken Ranbu

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Gustave Strauss | Original

Noctis Lucis Caelum | Road Trip Simulator 2017

Machias Regnitz | Trails of Cold Steel

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Protoman/Blues | Mega Man Classic

Kita Yamamoto | Semi-OC

Katsuya Yamamoto | Semi-OC

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Ayumu Narumi | Spiral: The Bonds of Reasoning

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im not rolling for shit. i still don't have a computer but i promised threads so help me god

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sometimes. a person loses a notif. only god can judge me