Imagine Your OTP

Started by Milieva, October 13, 2012, 04:39:46 PM

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I found something incredibly dangerous last night.  http://imagineyourotp.tumblr.com/

But I suppose it's not a completely bad thing, since it works great for prompts. So go over have a look and share a drabble or two with us here.

QuoteImagine your OTP laying in bed tangled up in each other and the sheets, watching the rain hit the window while it?s storming outside.

I wrote Umi/Clef, of course...

Lying there, with his arms around her, his warm breath tickling her ear as they listened to the soft patter of rain against the window pane.  The worst of the storm had passed, but they hadn?t paid it much heed at the time.

?I should return you to your room, lest you be missed,? he whispered.

She turned back to him then, lacing her fingers through his hair, lips nearly brushing his with her reply, ?I?m not ready to go just yet.?

Her mouth was upon his before he could even think of protesting. Any argument he might have had was lost in her body entwining with his in the darkness. The rain had long since ended by the time she finally reaturned to her own bed for the night.

*SHINY HEARTS*

I am still claiming WRITTEN on this one for myself~ XD Though this is probably not going to stop me doing it again...

(NO self! BET!FIC and PY today! and tidying up the chaos of family party weekend and also watching Rayearth and MERLIN stupid shift I haven't seen it yet...)

QuoteImagine your OTP getting into a tickle fight and then realizing they?re being way too intimate.

Didn't I write this fic a hundred years ago or something?  Because as we all remember, Fuu is canonically a sleep-tickler.
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Sorry I'm not sorry for the Asmi. :3

QuoteImagine your OTP after a long, satisfying round of lovemaking?so satisfying that it?s left them both starving. So they wrap themselves up in sheets or whatever?s handy, head into the kitchen to get some food, and bring it back to eat in bed.

"Umi, you have to put something on."

She laughed lightly, her long fingers curling around the folds of the sheet she had wrapped around herself. "But I do have something on."

Ascot propped himself up on one elbow, raking his hair out of his eyes and studying Umi. She was leaning against the doorframe, her hair all pushed to one side, one knee bent and her foot pressed up on her toes, the sheet draping down her lithe body as gracefully as a custom-designed gown. How did she always do that?

"You're barefoot," he said at last.

"That'll make me even quieter." He started to say something again, but she shifted her weight and said, "Ascot, I'll be quiet, I'll be quick, and I'll bring us back something good. What do you want? Maudre? Biscuits with hyradem?" She half-lidded her eyes. "You probably want pickles and cold pyfol, don't you? You always want that after."

He blushed and flopped back down on the pillows, turning away from her. "Whatever. Get whatever. Just... if anyone sees you... don't..."

She laughed again, more heartily this time. "You're adorable. I'll be back soon." And she slipped out the door, wearing nothing but a sheet, to bring them snacks.

If only the kitchens weren't three floors away.

YOU LITTLE REBEL YOU.

Also the cameo of your old Cephiro foods!  EEeeee!
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*imagines Ascot as Clef and all is right with the world*

It is cute.  Even if it's not my OTP. ;) 

Quote from: Milieva on October 16, 2012, 03:27:36 AM
*imagines Ascot as Clef and all is right with the world*


Agreed.
Of all God's creatures there is only one that cannot be made the slave of the lash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat, it would improve man, but it would deteriorate the cat.
- Mark Twain

Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
Edgar Allan Poe

October 16, 2012, 03:54:15 AM #7 Last Edit: October 16, 2012, 03:59:44 AM by Milieva
QuoteImagine your OTP baking cookies together and then burning them.

"Well, that was a miserable failure," Umi groused waving a towel to dissipate the smoke.  "Definitely think it was too hot that time."

Clef swallowed a laugh when she shot a dagger sharp look at him. She wanted to show off her skills in the kitchen, but so far she'd burnt four dozen chocolate chip cookies while she tried to figure out the temperature settings.  Why couldn't they measure temperature the same way as on earth?

Quoteimagine your otp going skinny dipping at summer camp but animals steal their clothes and they have to go back to camp naked

(I kind of twisted the prompt a bit. Oh well ^.^)

"MOKONA!! GET BACK HERE!" Screeched a voice that seemed distant, but still very loud.
Then some rustling from the bushes was heard.
"Go skinny dipping, they said." Umi muttered sarcastically. "It will be fun, they said."
When she chased the rabbit-like creature into a clearing, she stopped in her tracks.
All of her friends were sitting around a campfire, and now staring at her.
Clef, clearing his throat, stood up and handed her his outermost robe layer. Umi snatched it, and wrapped it around herself, blushing tomato red.
Of all God's creatures there is only one that cannot be made the slave of the lash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat, it would improve man, but it would deteriorate the cat.
- Mark Twain

Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
Edgar Allan Poe

Quote from: WaterDragonsWing on October 16, 2012, 04:05:42 AM
Clef, clearing his throat, stood up and handed her his outermost robe layer. Umi snatched it, and wrapped it around herself, blushing tomato red.

Since it was OTP, shouldn't he have been naked too?

Dunno. *sheepish grin* I'm new at this stuff..
Of all God's creatures there is only one that cannot be made the slave of the lash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat, it would improve man, but it would deteriorate the cat.
- Mark Twain

Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
Edgar Allan Poe

QuoteImagine your OTP decorating their future child?s room. Person A is oddly obsessed with decorating it perfectly, and Person B finds it very funny/charming.

Caldina giggled as Lafarga cursed under his breath. She was sitting down on the floor of the future nursery as her husband tried and failed to paint a Chizetan tree on the wall.

The dancer thought it was a little bit mean, at first, to make him do most of the hard work on decorating the room, but then he became fixated with the whole thing. And so he went from obsessing about building the perfect cradle with canopy and flowing fabric, to getting twinkling fairy lights, to installing cushioned floor and, finally, painting a Chizetan landscape on the wall ( and this one she was specially touched by ? since yes, of course she wanted her baby boy to grow up knowing his roots).

November 24, 2012, 02:32:43 AM #12 Last Edit: November 24, 2012, 02:34:28 AM by shinomu
QuoteImagine your OTP in different countries, and Person A staying up very late just to see Person B on webcam.

"Helloooo! Is anyone there? Uuuugh! How the hell does this damn thing work anyway? "

Geo had to bite his lips not to laugh for it sure would stir the legendary rage from his easily annoyed - and currently sleep deprived - girlfriend.

QuoteImagine your OTP lying in bed together, person B is a couple moths pregnant and is lightly showing and Person A is gently stroking their stomach while planting kisses on Person B?s lips and cheeks.

Fuu woke up with feather like touches on her belly. She stirred slightly and opened her eyes to stare into the golden orbs of her husband.  She didn?t need to see anything else to know Ferio was in utter bliss, if his gaze hadn?t yet completely given him away, then his soft kisses all over her would.


She sincerely prayed  there?d be no way to actually burst with happiness.

I'm melting from the FEEELS.

Glad you are having fun.  These are all adorable.

(how do we all succumb to baby!fic in the end?)