Uh oh! Your character is watching mine get hit on and is feeling possessive. How does your character handle this?

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What does your character do when they find mine bound to a medical bed?

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Anonymous sent: (( Lucas )) "What did you just call me?"

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bluteamblues:

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32. Sexy

Robin turned bright red. She honestly didn’t expect that to slip out…it was a total accident and she didn’t even mean it! Even though she really liked the way his muscles rippled as he pulled himself out of the water….those deep rumbling sounds he made….the sc-scales and teeth…and…Oh god.

"Uhhhh I just…saw myself in the water. I mean, DAMN I’m cute~" 

I’m so fucked!!

He had indeed heard her, and if the color of her face was not the dead giveaway that her next words were a lie, then he didn’t know what was. A small grin slipped onto his lips, flopping himself back on the shore, making sure his bare body was very visible, with the way the droplets of water sat on his skin and scales. He started to rumble slightly, arms stretching up over his head before resting his head on his hands, tail thumping gently on the dusty shore, back arching as the stretching moved down his form.

"Mmm… how about you come over here and show me just how cute you are?"

Oh, god, he was messing with her! Although she couldn’t look away. She brought her bottom lip between her teeth, looking eyeing him as he basically showed off to her. She had no idea why she was acting like this, like some horny school girl, but it might have to do with the fact that she hadn’t really been intimate in a while. And the way the water just kinda…glistened off his scales.

She groaned at his words, dipping under the water and holding her breath. Her plan was to just hopefully die drowning before she died of embarrassment….

Yes, yes he was, and the look on her face was priceless, but he didn’t allow her to see that he had glanced at her, turning his head back to look like he was still just resting there, doing nothing, even thought he was. The groan had him look at her though, only to see the top of her head disappear under the water. Oh well, if she wasn’t going to come to him, he would have to go to her.

He rolled over and lifted himself up, slipping back into the water as quietly as he could and dipping under the surface. If she came up, she wouldn’t see him. But he was sure she would quickly figure out where he was. He moved along the bottom of the pond, not going to give her much time to react as he appeared below her, lifting her up as he stood.

Obviously, she couldn’t keep her head under for too long, especially since she didn’t take much of a breath to prepare herself. She popped up a few seconds later, coughing a bit as she swallowed some of the pond water. Gross…She looked around, expecting to see Lucas looking as smug as ever at her failed attempt, but he wasn’t to be found. That unnerved her more than anything. But before she could actually look around, she felt something go between her legs and lift her up out of the water. “Holy shit!” She clung to whatever it was, wrapping her arms around it and squeezing her legs. And it took her a moment to realize it was Lucas. And she was wrapped around Lucas’s head. Lucas’s head was between her legs. “Lucas!! What the hell!” She loosened her hold on him slightly, but still held on. 

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15. Your character walking in on mine piss drunk.

He was on the floor, on his back, staring at the ceiling with a bottle in his hand, giggling to himself as he remembered times before now, when he wasn’t scaly. The last thing he had expected was for the door to open and for the BLU Scout to come walking in, making him rumble and roll himself onto his stomach, the beer sloshing from the bottle slightly.

"Roooobbbiiinnnn! Do ya like my tail? I like my tail… helps me swim…"

Oh god…he was wasted. That grin was far too lopsided and dopey for him to be even close in his right mind. She pulled the bottle away from him, noting it was empty before setting it off to the side. “Alright, I’m just uh…gonna assume you can’t really walk? Yeah, ok I’m gonna help you up alright?” She crouched down and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. The bed wasn’t far away, and he wasn’t fat, save for the little pudge he had in his middle, but drunk also meant mostly dead weight. “C’mon, help me out here!”

He was. He didn’t know that though. Or he did, but he didn’t care. And right now he was pouting because Robin was ruining his fun by taking his drink off him. He rumbled and flopped onto his stomach, listening to her, but not really paying attention, a small grunt leaving him at her question. He felt her warmth near him and her grab his arm, lifting it around her shoulders. He heard her speak about helping her out, kind of starting to push up before a different idea came into his mind and he moved to pull her into his lap instead, nuzzling up to her jaw with a loud purr.

"Ya smell nice… and yer pretty…"

Ok, he was kinda heavy. And he reeked of booze, which gave Robin a pretty good idea of how drunk he actually was. He’d be regretting it in the morning, that much she knew, and she couldn’t help but wonder if waking up in bed with the hangover would be any better than waking up on the floor. Just before she decided to just leave him be,  she felt herself being pulled down. She let out a surprised yelp, then she was in his lap, his head buried in her neck. She couldn’t help the blush that rose to her cheeks as she tried to push him away, as nice as it felt being held like this. “Lucas…you’re so drunk.” She said slowly, holding his head in her hands, “You need to go to bed and sleep this off, alright? You’re speaking nonsense…” 

Anonymous sent: (( Lucas )) “Take Me”

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12. "We should get high and fuck"

Thing is…she’s already pretty high, her eyes bloodshot from the blunt she just finished before wandering to the pond. She didn’t say anything at first, just sort of sat down and watched him. Then, after almost 20 miutes, she spoke up, her voice soft and slurring slightly. “We should get high and fuck.” She said suddenly. 

He could tell there was something up when she came to the pond. Kind of obvious from the smell of pot hanging around her and the way her eyes were slightly unfocused. He didn’t know how she would react to it, since she’d never came down here before like this. But he didn’t mind her doing so. As long as she was careful. He continued to swim quietly, ducking under now and then to try and snag a fish, taking what he caught back to the shore. He blinked as she started to speak, before his cheeks went red and a surprised noise left him.

"W-what?"

She grinned at that, feeling lazy and hazy. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a baggy of the stuff, shaking it a bit; enough for one more blunt. “Well, you can get high. I’m already fucking up there. But if you don’t want to I’m not gonna make you.” She stretched her legs in front of her and pulled the bundle out, picking it apart so she could roll it up. She definitely wasn’t going to let it go to waste…but she’d share if he was game.

He was a little shocked to be honest. But well, to each their own. At least it wasn’t something that was as bad as other things. He looked at the bag she had pulled out and as she moved to pull it out and pick it apart so she could roll the thing. He stayed where he was for a moment, before swimming towards her and climbing out of the water, to sit next to her. He’d be lying if he said he’d never smoked the stuff before.

She continued to pick at it. It wasn’t necessarily the best stuff, but it did the job. It helped her relax, which is all she really wanted once in a while. She looked over as he sat next to her, still picking it apart, since it was kinda sticky. “Have you smoked before?” She couldn’t care less if he did or not, but she was curious if he was going to puff with her. “Usually I have a pipe, but I think I lost it. I snagged one of Soldier’s cigars though, which should do fine.”  

Anonymous sent: (( Lucas )) She was a BLU, he shouldn't care. But how she'd done it had just been so stupid and she'd almost been killed. It made hi blood boil as he glared at the Scout from over his glasses, bandaging the other's arm. "You... are an annoying little shit... and that was the most stupid thing you could have ever done."

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She trembled and flinched as he patched her up, her face moist from tears. “Y-yeah. D-don’t test me, man, th-there are stupider things i c-could do.” She was trying to lighten the mood. Hardly 10 minutes ago she tried to jump from a tree branch into the pond. It seemed pretty safe since the pond was pretty deep. What she didn’t count on was the branch breaking from under her. Two cracks rang out, one after the other; the sound of the tree breaking, and then the sound of her arm shattering as she instinctively tried to catch herself. She couldnt remember much after that, just intense pain. Her throat felt scratchy so maybe she’d been screaming, but she didn’t want to think about that.

The sniper didn’t really surprise the medic, although he did look over him once, taking in the tail and the scales. Though it wasn’t so much skepticism oc curiosity, more examining, for lack of a better word. “Alright, be prepared…she’s still chatty as ever but not…herself per say.” He led the sniper through his office, then into the back surgery room. From outside the door, he could hear Robin talking, although no one was in the room with her. He opened the door for Lucas and gestured for him to go in first.

Robin was still laying on the gurney, but she was looking to the side, her mouth still running about some nonesense to someone who wasn’t there. “…and the…the fuckin the baseball coach was all, ‘No way s-some chick gonna play on my team.’ So you know what I says??” She then glanced at the Medic, as though he’d been there the whole time. “Doc, you know what I says to the…the couch, uh coach? Know what I fucking says?”

"No Robin, what did you say?" He seemed to be enjoying this, bringing his hand up to cover his mouth. 

"I says uh…well, no i didn’t say nothing but I…I hit a homerun up his a-Lucas!!! Doc! Doc, that’s the guy! The guuy I was tellin’ you ‘bout! The one with the…the professional cutie~" She let out a giggle, leaning her head back. Yep, too many pain killers.

He could feel the other looking at him, but he was glad the guy didn’t freak out. Although, he kept his distance. Medics were not high on his list of trusted people. Along with Pyros…
He forced the shiver down, listening to the other’s words instead. He doubted it was all that bad. He’d seen people high on pain killers a number of times. Mostly, it was just funny because they rambled about some of the strangest things because their mind was dazed for the time the pain killers were working. Hearing her outside the door had a small smirk slip on the Sniper’s lips before he moved to step through once the Medic had motioned for him to.

The sight of Robin laying there, talking to something had him forced the snicker back down his throat. God, that was funny, and rather adorable. He just listened, waiting for her to notice him being there as she glanced at the Medic and started talking to him instead of the invisible person she had been conversing with before.

He folded his arms, smiling slightly when she finally noticed him. Though the smile faltered when she rambled and that word slipped out. He couldn’t stop the slightly surprised chirp leave him, before he quickly shut his mouth, glaring at her somewhat, his cheeks now burning. No point in telling her he wasn’t cute. She was too out of it.

Everything was just wondeful. The sky was perfect, a white slate above her. There was no wind or anything, but the temperature was a glorious below-sweltering. Robin felt like a princess, sitting on her throne that resembled a bed-

"Robin, please stop narrating." Medic said, since Robin had started to go on about absolute nonesense. "We’re not outside, you’re still in the surgery room." 

The Scout looked at him, confused, and then…she started to cry. “B-but I wa-want to go outside!!And feel like a princess!” She pounded on the bed in frustration, turning to Lucas, “If I’m not a princess, then he can’t be my prince!” 

The medic raised his eyebrows, wondering if something else was happening between the splice and his scout. Although, it was none of his business. He turned to him, “The medicine should wear off in an hour or so, but she can’t stay here, her nonsense will drive me crazy.”

"Crazy! More like crazy in love!" Robin kissed her bat.

"…." The medic looked pleadingly at Lucas. Get her out of here! 

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