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Open RP post!
? Pick one of my characters (see below) OR drop any character of yours in and get a random choice.
? Use RNG and enter 1-14 for a scene; roll again for specifics.
? Or cheat and just pick something.
? You can also just throw a picture, quote, or whatever kind of prompt you want.
? OPTIONAL: combine a bunch of memes and scenarios and go nuts.
? NOT optional: HAVE ALL THE FUN OR ELSE.
MUSE LIST
I. BED INVADERS
II. ROAD TRIP
III. CUDDLES
IV. HURT/COMFORT
V. FIGHT
VI. BODY HORROR
VII. HIGH SCHOOL AU
VIII. APOCALYPSE HOW
IX. PARANOIA
X. Texts From Last Night
XI. RANDOM LOCATION
XII. STOP! SOMEONE IS NAKED IN YOUR...
XIII. INTIMACY
XIV. OTHER
? Use RNG and enter 1-14 for a scene; roll again for specifics.
? Or cheat and just pick something.
? You can also just throw a picture, quote, or whatever kind of prompt you want.
? OPTIONAL: combine a bunch of memes and scenarios and go nuts.
? NOT optional: HAVE ALL THE FUN OR ELSE.
I. BED INVADERS
A. Decide you know this person! (Cast mate, previous CR, etc.)1. WAKE THEM UP. You don't care how friendly you are to the person in your bed; they need to get up.
2. PRANK! Oh, this has just got to stop. They need to be punished. But how?
3. CAN'T BEAT 'EM, JOIN 'EM. Push 'em over & snuggle up. You're too tired to deal with this craziness right now. Or sleep on your couch.
4. LET THEM SLEEP. Whatever. It's noon. They're asleep and you've got things to do. Regard them or disregard them.
B. Decide you have NO CLUE who is person is! (No CR, cast mates who have never met, cross-canon, etc.)5. SCREAM 'OMGWTFBBQ GET UP!' Really. Default action going on here.
6. PRANK! What a better way for you to remember this moment of meeting than by painting a mustachio on your new 'friend's' face? (Remember, it's your bed. Be wise what you do.)
7. GENTLY AWAKEN THEM. Oh, the poor dears! They must be exhausted, but they can't stay here. Be nice, even if it isn't IC for your character. This is what you get for rolling. Shake them up quietly. Or re-roll.
8. GET TO KNOW THEM NON-BIBLICALLY. Well, they're asleep. But they left their wallet, important work, or identification out (no matter how OOC it may be)! Let's see who's REALLY sleeping in your bed. (Use your own judgment on what you find. AS a suggestion, have the most they find is the sleeper's name and maybe place of work.)
9. TIE 'EM UP. FUNCTIONAL typing up. Not kinky, no matter what the other party might think. Let them continue their blissful moment of rest. They'll answer questions later and you'll be safe and sound.
C. Decide - I do what I want
II. ROAD TRIP
1. BREAK DOWN. Oh snap. Your car decided to break down out in the middle of nowhere. WHAT DO? Is that Leather-face? Will this be "Children of the Corn"?
2. HITCHHIKERS? Is this even a good idea? Threads may also have a third participant. Go wild.
3. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST HIT? Dude, I hear deer mess up cars... Or I think that was a deer...
4. DON'T MAKE ME TURN THIS CAR AROUND. Alas. You're the parent or disgruntled friend who has had it up to here with all the fighting in the back. This thread may also have a third or even fourth participant, if you can wing it.
5. OMG, I WANT TO TAKE A PICTURE OF THIS LANDMARK! No, no, and no. You tell that person that they're going to be driven around and they're going to like it.
6. THE GREAT ESCAPE. Either dinosaurs or the moth-man is chasing you. Don't stop now.
7. MAKE OUT. For whatever reason, the person you're traveling with in the car. You would love to make out with them and then some.
III. CUDDLES
1. SWEET DREAMS. It's been a long day and all you want to do is sleep or just rest your eyes for a bit. Hopefully whoever is close by doesn't mind if you use them as a blanket.
2. STORMY WEATHER. The heavy rain, thunder, and lightning won't be letting up anytime soon. Luckily, it's the perfect weather to stay indoors and snuggle up close and keep warm.
3. SLOW DANCE. It's the end of a party, or maybe it's only the two of you, but the tempo is slow and the lights are low. Let your dance partner take the weight and just sway.
4. SURPRISE ATTACK. Time to invade someone's personal space. Are they working too much and need a distraction? Maybe you just wanted to brighten their day. Either way, they won't see it coming.
5. MOVIE NIGHT. It can be on the sofa or in a darkened theater, but you've got your popcorn and someone to settle against during your favorite movie.
6. I LOVE YOU, MAN. It's totally platonic, really. You're just very good friends, no matter what people like to think. But you just love your friend so much you want to hug them, whether they like it or not.
7. JEEPERS CREEPERS. Welp. You were just frightened. Was it a spider in the washroom, a ghost in the attic, a bad dream? Either way, you're looking for someone to cling to right now, and who better than that person right there?
8. HURT AND COMFORT. Whether you're sick in bed, just been dumped, or suffered a traumatic event, you need someone to wrap their arms around you and make everything go away.
9. SUNDAY MORNING. Maybe you just had a wild night. Maybe there's just not enough space at your place and you need to share your bed. Or maybe you just got really tired and someone else happened to be there. Doesn't matter because now the person with you looks way more comfortable than any blanket or pillow. Drape to your heart's content.
10. MOMENT AFTER. You just had incredible, vigorous sex and if you weren't a cuddler before, you are now. You're probably too exhausted to do anything else anyway. Just enjoy the moment.
11. PLAYER'S CHOICE. Pick one or make up your own!
IV. HURT/COMFORT
1. INJURY. You've been injured. Broken bones or bleeding out or maybe just a tiny little paper-cut. The choice is yours.
2. SICKNESS. You're sick and laid up in bed, at home or in a hospital. The severity is up to you.
3. FEAR/ANXIETY. Something is happening and you're scared beyond belief.
4. LOSS OF SENSES. Sight, touch, taste, hearing, smell, etc. You've lost some important sense or ability and now you're left to deal with it.
5. DESPAIR. Nothing is good or right anymore and you can't shake the depression. Maybe that friend of yours can help though.
6. MAKE UP. Fight or break up, it's time to make up.
7. RESCUED. You've just been held captive and/or tortured for however long and finally, someone has come to the rescue.
8. BAD ROMANCE. Fight, cheat on, abuse, whatever the case is, someone else can clearly see you need comfort from someone who isn't your terrible lover tonight.
9. LOSS. You've experienced a loss of some kind and need help getting through it.
V. FIGHT
1. FISTFIGHT. Straight-up, unfussy, no-holds-barred face punching. Clearly you're emotionally invested in this argument. Or maybe you want some stress relief.
2. BAR FIGHT. Someone's had one too many drinks. Curses are being slurred, bottles are being smashed. Just don't be surprised if you get thrown out.
3. VERBAL. A caustic, intellectual battle of wits? Or just immature playground insults? Either way, the fighting here isn't physical; sticks and stones can break your bones, but we'll see if words can hurt you...
4. WEAPONRY. Fencing practice or a real sword fight? Paintball or battlefield gunfight? The only limits are your imagination (and the extents of human military engineering, of course)!
5. SPARRING. Maybe you're a streetwise punk teaching the new kid on the block the ropes of self-defense. Or perhaps you just want to get some practice in before your karate exam.
6. SEXY. That collar-grabbing led to a kiss, that knee stayed in a place a little too long, those gazes got a little intense... There's heavy breathing here, but it might not be because you've been exerting yourself.
7. DUEL. You insulted the wrong person. Or got caught cheating at cards. A duel, sir, a duel! The glvoes are off (and slapping you) and it's pistols at dawn.
8. COMPETITIVE. Boxing, wrestling, martial arts, the possibilities are endless. Just remember: the first rule of Fight Club...
9. OTHER. Combine any of the above, or make up your own!
VI. BODY HORROR
1. WATER-DWELLING. You've grown gills, or your skin is turning translucent, or you're sprouting fins, or maybe you're outright turning into some form of sea life. It doesn't matter what you're turning into - what does matter is taht you're slowly losing the ability to breathe air, and there's no water in sight.
2. ANIMAL. Something bit you, and you're turning into an animal. Your bones lengthen or perhaps shrink, break, twist, and reform. Your teeth lengthen or shorten. And above all, you feel your instincts being overridden. Your senses sharpen; you notice smells you never did before. Your vision becomes more sensitive to movement. If you're a predator? Man, these people look mighty tasty. Prey? OH GOD. EVERYTHING IS TERRIFYING. Lizard? Enjoy your new inability to regulate body temperature. Bird? Have fun with the whole beak and hollowing bones. And don't get us started on insects and arachnids.
3. PARASITIC. Something's inside you, and it's changing you from within, chewing up your insides and altering your thoughts. You're not sure how much longer you're going to be you, and when the parasite's going to take over completely...
4. DEMONIC. You've been meddling with dark powers beyond the ken of mortal man, and it seems you've accidentally sold your soul. Will you be the traditional kind of demon, horns and hooves, or something far more terrifying and ineffable?
5. UNDEAD. No doubt about it, you're dying. But as you are, something's been altered in you. Maybe you're becoming a vampire - and not the fun kind either; we're talking ugly, ravenous, and mad. Maybe you're a zombie, or a ghoul, and human flesh looks mighty tasty. Or maybe you're just turning into a ghost bent on vengeance. In any case, death is never fun.
6. CYBERNETIC. Get captured by the Borg? Strapped to an operating table? Injected with nanites? Whatever happened to you, you're slowly turning into something half-human, half-machine, and your squishy bits are being replaced by mechanical components.
7. LOVECRAFTIAN. You've heard their song, the terrors from beyond the stars, and even no they sing in your blood as your flesh transmutes into something ineffable and unknowable. You revel in the pain. You feel even as you seek to spread it, to herald the end of all things... Or maybe worse. You're aware of the transition as your mind becomes not your own.
8. FUSION/HIVEMIND. You've begun to fuse with the first person who tagged you - physically, mental, or both. Soon, you can't tell who is who, which one of you is the real you, as your thoughts become one. Join in the flesh song, mortal.
9. INANIMATE. Your body slowly petrifies and hardens, tuning to stone, wood, glass, or something stranger still. Or perhaps you liquefy or maybe you dissolve into the air itself.
10. WILDCARD. Pick whatever you like, combine a few options, or make up your own.
VII. HIGH SCHOOL AU
1. CLASS TIME. Pick your class, pick your seat. Whether you're paying attention or goofing off, you're interacting constantly with someone else.
2. BREAK TIME. Those precious minutes that aren't lunch, usually half an hour if you're lucky. Are you hanging out on the grass, rushing to get homework finished, or bunking off school early?
3. LUNCH TIME. Food, glorious food! ... As long as you're not eating the school lunches. What sort of chaos will you get up to in the endless queue that is the lunch line?
4. FOOD FIGHT. The natural reaction to being served school lunches: throwing them as far away from you as possible. You're caught in the middle, or maybe you're instigating it. Who knows? No one can tell.
5. STUDY PERIOD. Yeah. "Studying." They mean catching up on gossip, right? Or watching that crappy TV in the common room? Or maybe you really want to study. I'm not judging.
6. SKIPPING SCHOOL. Did you even get to school before you bunked off somewhere? Or did you just take the bus five stops further and in to town? Hope you don't get caught, either way.
7. EXAM WEEK. You're going into an exam, or just cramming every last bit of knowledge into your head. Either way, good luck! You're going to need it.
8. DETENTION. What did you do? Or were you innocent and wrapped up in your friend's scheme, and now you both have detention? I do not envy you at any rate.
9. SUMMER HOLIDAY. SCHOOL'S OUT FOR SUMMER! Burn your books, burn your uniforms. Everything is over for another 6 weeks (or however long you get off).
10. FACULTY. Oh, hello miss/sir. No, we weren't talking about bunking. Yep, you're the teacher. IMPORTANT NOTE: If you get this option, you or your partner can do a second roll for the scenario.
11. TAKE YOUR PICK. Free for you. Whether you want to pick something from the list, or make up your own scenario, this option allows that. (Of course, you could just bypass the rolling entirely.)
VIII. APOCALYPSE HOW
1. LAST ACTION HERO. You tried your best to save the world, but despite the superpowers, the teamwork, and the sacrifice of many good friends, you couldn't quite pull it off. Now you're left with your guilt and a universe where half the people left are depending on you to help them, while the rest are trying to hunt you down for your failures. Good luck with that, hero.
2. SCIENCE SAVIOR. They said it was impossible, they said it was futile, but you know that if you just got a little bit of support you could fix all of the world's troubles. Maybe your experiments are a bit on the unethical side, but the survival of humanity is depending on you! You can't let the world down. Time to grab those test-tubes and get yourself a lab assistant that doesn't mind getting their hands dirty.
3. THE LAST PERSON ON EARTH. Well, it's finally happened. A virus or disease or genetic mutation has all but wiped out members of the opposite sex and humanity is doomed. But what's this? A lone survivor? As the savior of the species, they'll be glad to lend a hand (or reproductive organ) to help restore the population, right? Maybe a little bit of persuasion is in order.
4. SO LONELY. You haven't talked to another person in days and you're starved for conversation. So when you finally meet another lone traveler it makes total sense to stick together, right? Maybe share some food, some companionship, some ammo. . . . Better hope you both get along.
5. MUTATION STATION. The bomb dropped and some people weren't fortunate enough to go in the blast. Now those left behind have to deal with nuclear winter, a dwindling food supply, and some strange additions to the human gene code. Maybe these super-humans are friendly and misunderstood. Then again, maybe they just want to eat your brains.
6. LAST DANCE. The world is ending. You know it, everyone knows it, so the only thing left to do is party like it's 1999. Complete your bucket list, do the things you never got the chance to do before, and maybe screw up the courage to do the things you were too scared to even think about doing. Oh, and watch out for looters.
7. FREEBIE SCENARIO. Anything you can think of that isn't already mentioned can go here.
IX. PARANOIA
1. EROTOMANIA. That person loves you. They belong to you. They might deny it and be with someone else but they're ridiculous. You know better here.
2. DISTRUST. Simple as it sounds, you're being lied to. You can't prove it but you're not falling for their tricks anymore.
3. HALLUCINATIONS. A vague classic. Those sounds, those sights, your senses are screwed up and the world is upside down. There's plenty of senses to screw.
4. TAINTED. You're completely wrong. Is it in your family's blood? Is it parasites? A disease? Aliens? A sin? But it's consuming you, whatever it is.
5. CONSPIRACY. Why are they after you? Who knows. Maybe you know. But everyone is in on it and you're the only one left fighting against it.
6. CONTROL. Your actions aren't your own, even if others insist they are. Somehow, either drugs or magic or something, someone is making you their puppet.
7. FIXATION. Either it's in you or someone else or a thing but this imperfection is clawing at your mind. Just fix it. Fix it and you can rest.
8. FOLIE A DEUX. The more either you or the other person talks, the more you feed into this unease and the more real it sounds. What can you two alone do?
9. REPLACEMENTS. Is it just this person or is everyone being replaced with a fake? You're not a fake, though. You won't let them replace you.
10. REAL. Is any of this real? Maybe you're dreaming or drugged. Maybe you're dead. But you need to prove that this is really happening, whatever it takes.
X. Texts From Last Night
1. Pick a character or leave that up to me
2. Go here (or make something up, insert a tfln gif whatever)
3. Comment.
4. See where it takes us!
XI. RANDOM LOCATION
1. LOST. Oh shit, how did you even get here.
2. ON THE RUN. Getting away from someone or something that's after you.
3. TREASURE HUNTING. Something you desire is here. Maybe it's being guarded or you're competing for it.
4. TRAVELLING. You turned up here on purpose. Why is up to you.
5. ESCAPE. Things have gone wrong and you need to get out of this place.
6. DISASTER. Something awful has happened whether you're the cause, a witness or there to help.
7. INVASION. It's a siege! Are you defending or attacking?
8. HOME. It's actually where you live.
9. DUEL. The predetermined location to end a feud.
10. WHATEVER. Just make something up, whatever.
XII. STOP! SOMEONE IS NAKED IN YOUR...
1. BED. Waking up after a wild night or just getting ready for bed?
2. OFFICE. Getting a leg up at work? Caught in a moment of indiscretion?
3. YARD. Someone's been communing with nature...
4. CAR. The warmth of a heater during snowfall... or the air conditioner during a melting summer.
5. BEACH. Oh look, there's a floating swimsuit... and there's its owner.
6. RIVER. God, can't even fish without hooking the wrong species.
7. BATTLEFIELD. Oops, someone looted the wrong corpse... who isn't actually a corpse.
8. SCHOOL. All right, who's been raiding the locker room?
9. BATHROOM. . . . Oh, hey, who needs a shower, right?
10. PARK. Sun and grass and lots of people to . . . watch . . . oh my.
11. . . . CLOTHES?? Okay, technically they are clothed, but it's not their clothes dammit.
12. OTHER. Because there are way, way too many more places than I can think of)
XIII. INTIMACY
1. PHYSICAL INTIMACY. It might just be innocent touches or it might be foreplay.
2. LONG CONVERSATIONS. Honest words can be more intimate than touch.
3. DRUNK. You're over-sharing or simply maudlin.
4. FORCED INTIMACY. Magic. A truth serum, whatever - you didn't mean to bare your soul, but that is precisely what you're doing right now.
5. SLOW-DANCING. There is something inherently intimate about trusting someone else to lead you, and someone trust you to lead them.
6. OTHER. Intimacy can come in many forms. Pick your poison.
XIV. OTHER
1. BOUNTY HUNTERS. You're wanted. And someone is chasing you. Maybe it isn't your fault? But maybe you did rob that bank. Either way, there's someone after that price on your head. Confront them, or run? Specify hunter or hunted.
2. TRUTH. You can't tell a lie. Maybe both of you can't, or only one of you, but now is the time to ask those embarrassing questions.
3. OBEDIENCE. The person posting is compelled to obey, no matter what. (Un)Fortunately the person commenting is compelled to give orders. All orders given must be obeyed.
4. LOTUS EATERS. The person posting is trapped in their own dream of personal paradise. The person commenting is trapped with them. Help free them, or fall into paradise?
5. PLANTS OF DEATH. Plants are trying to kill you. (Something's . . . happening.)
6. INSOMNIA. One or both of you can't sleep, and that sucks. Be awake together.
7. DREAMWALKING. One of you is trapped in the other's dream - or nightmare.
8. SOULMATES. You are meant to be, whether the relationship is functional or . . . less so. Maybe you've just met and yet you know this person (previous lives okay here).
9. PICTURE/QUOTE PROMPT. Throw a bunch of pictures and/or quotes around and see what happens, free-form style! Try RP Visualosities or A Sea Of Quotes.
10. OTHER-WORLDLY. Go to the Other-Wordly blog and hit 'Random' until you get a word. Use the word as a prompt to write up an RP scenario. Do this several times if you like. Mix & match.
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Except that Matt can literally hear the lie and he's awful at lying himself. Matt is fine with action and he agrees that sometimes they are easier to believe. However, when someone repeats an action so many times it becomes automatic, robotic and easy to lie with. Matt had wanted to make sure that she hadn't done that here and tonight. He'd wanted her to know his intent behind his actions and he'd wanted to know her intent as well. Matt doesn't think so, despite how they can be manipulated words are important, but then he makes his living (such as it is) with words. They'll have to agree to disagree on that front, but the outcome had been the same so they'd both won.
Loving Katniss had grown on him. At first he'd just wanted to save her, he'd wanted to give her a second chance. He still wants that, but as he got to know her, as he begin to see the courage and strength she had inside of her, he began to fall in love with her. Even then, he'd denied it because of her age, because of what he knew (so little) of her romantic experience, because of her past. She needed safety and security, not a complicated, romantic relationship, but it'd only gotten harder, denying his feelings for her, especially as he began to suspect that she had feelings for him that went beyond a savior complex. This is what he wants, all of her control, all of her and anything less won't do. That's why he'd wanted to slow down. However, he's very, very glad that they're not slowing down now, that he's stopped denying his feelings for her.
He'd started to unravel the moment she'd kissed him with such emotion, the moment she'd started to hand over her control to him. It's just reached a point that he can't control it anymore. He's lost to the need and want and pleasure the same way that she's lost, or he's on the edge of being lost. He gasps when she moves his hand up to her breast then groans and flicks his thumb as it, squeezing as he does.
It's her words that finally do it though, that plea and his name on her lips. He thrusts deep into her a couple of more times before crying out and completely losing control. He rocks deep into her and lets pleasure wash over him as he collapses against her. "Katniss," he whispers into the crook of her neck.
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There are still a number of things she has yet to learn about his abilities. It amazes her every time she learns something new about him. There are so many things that normal people don't even realize. That they take for granted every day. Katniss still isn't all that great at lying herself though she's learned. She's had to learn to stay alive. But lying with her body is still easier to do than with her words. Around Matt, though, she can't lie at all. It has nothing to do with his powers and everything to do with how much he means to her. She doubts it'll ever be any other way.
Katniss doesn't want to admit that initially, it probably had been a savior complex that attracted her to him. She had spent two years dependent entirely on herself, determined not to let anyone manipulate her any more than they had. She had seen some of the other children, the ones that had been there as long or longer as she had, develop some sort of Stockholm Syndrome. She had seen others fight and fight until they had been deemed relatively too costly to keep around. That wasn't going to be her. But then she had gone and fallen for the first man that rescued her anyway. Sometimes, she hates herself for it. But now that she suspects that it has become a lot more than that, she doesn't hat herself nearly as much.
Besides, what would be the alternative? Not have Matt in her life? Not love him as he deserves to be loved? That's not an option. Katniss has never loved anyone before and now that the emotions have been reciprocated, she loves being in love even more. It feels too good. Too good on so many levels. Hearing a man say he loves her and mean it. Being surrounded by him like this. He moves inside of her and it makes her feel so filled and complete in a way she never knew sex could feel. She's so lost to this, to him, and when he plays with her breast, she finds herself moaning and picking up her own pace, desperate to come again.
It doesn't take much. Not when Matt surrenders his control and thrusts deeper and something inside of her snaps again. The pleasure washes over her and she cries his name again, barely noticing as he comes as well. She lies there sated, happily covered by his body. One hand keeps his head buried in the crook of her neck and the other rests on his back. Katniss sighs happily. He's right. This is exactly how sex ought to be. "You're right," she whispers. "This was amazing."
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He's certainly not going to argue with her belief. Sometimes that's all someone needs to keep going, to change their lives, to be a better person: belief. Besides, it will be good to have someone who believes in him when he loses faith in himself and what he's trying to do, and he does sometimes.
She'll learn over time. It's not that he's deliberately keeping anything from her. It's more an effort not to overwhelm her combined with the fact that he's never really told anyone much about his abilities. He'd told Claire more than anything and she'd walked out because his life was far too difficult, dangerous and complicated for her. He didn't blame her. He still doesn't. He doesn't begrudge her anything she had to do to survive and that includes lying, but he doesn't want her to lie to him. He won't lie to her and he doesn't think there's any need to lie to him. He's glad that she finds it impossible to lie to him as selfish as that may be. He hasn't lied to her about anything and he doesn't intend to start.
As long as it's got nothing to do with a savior complex now. He wants her to love him for who he is, flawed and real, not always a savior (though he tries). It's probably normal to develop something like Stockholm Syndrome in that situation. People want to be able to trust someone, to care for them and in a situation that's so horrible, they turn to the only constants. Maybe one of these days she won't hate herself for loving him at all. Though, there are moments where he wonders if he's taking advantage of her by caring for her the way he does. He's hardly given her a chance to experience a normal life and maybe she needs that. She ought to meet people her own age, go out with a variety of people and learn what life is like for most people her age. He's selfish though and as long as she's happy, he's happy keeping her to himself.
He's got every intention of making sure that she continues to love being in love, that it continues to feel good in every possible way. He may be too selfish to tell her that she's got a life to live, but he's not too selfish to make sure that she's happy in love with him. She makes him just as happy. In fact, it's something that Karen and Foggy will probably comment on in the future. It'll give him an edge when he's out fighting because he's got someone that is waiting for him to come home and a reason not to lay down (though Murdock men never have been very good at quitting anyway, even when they should). He manages to hold on just long enough to drive her closer to that orgasm because he promised amazing and he wants to live up to that.
He's got absolutely no desire to move anytime soon, not as long as she's happy this way. He takes a deep breath of her, everything sated and humming inside of him. He can't help but chuckle at her words, the sound vibrating and rolling throughout his chest. He smiles against her skin. "Amazing is an excellent word for it. Also the literal meaning of awesome. I am in awe right now."
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At least she's gotten comfortable enough with him that she doesn't hesitate when she has a question. He doesn't seem to mind answering them either. Of course, it probably helps that she had some suspicion about them to begin with. Unlike Claire, Katniss had met him in the midst of the fight. She had tried to kill him. And then she had watched him do the impossible and defeat men that Katniss thought would own her forever. She knew that his life was dangerous from the start. Besides, it's not like hers has been all that safe.
It might have started as a savoir complex, a girl head over heels for the man who had rescued her, but within that first month of living with him, it had turned into something else. She had met his friends (even though she had done her best to avoid them after those initial meetings). She had seen the work he did as a vigilante and as a lawyer. She talked with him, joked with him, and had fallen in love with him completely. He's become that someone she wants to and does trust. Her normal life ended the moment her father had died. What's the point of starting one now, six years later? She'd rather be with him, even if she is a good twelve years his junior.
If that's what Matt considers selfish, she's okay with that. She likes Matt's idea of selfish. Keeping her in his life, keeping her happy. She has been happy living with him these past few months. The time has flown by faster than she could imagine it ever going. Life has actually been good. Tonight, it's become even better. They both have that stubbornness in common. But she's happy to add to his determination to live. It's exactly as it should be.
Matt had promised her amazing and that's exactly what it had been. But she hadn't doubted it. He always does his best to keep his promise to her. Why would now be any different? She can feel when he chuckles and wonders for a second if this is what it's like for him. Not seeing but feeling the world around him. "I'm the one in awe right now," she says, stroking his hair gently. Katniss has never wanted to stay this close to someone after sex before but frankly, putting any distance between their bodies is inconceivable. She hesitates for a second before whispering, "Thank you, Matt."
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He's very lucky and he knows that. There's not a day that goes by that he doesn't feel guilty lying to Karen about Daredevil, but knowing puts her in danger. He hadn't told Foggy so much as he simply found out.Claire had found out much the same way. Foggy and Karen are good people, very good people.He doesn't blame them for being skeptical, but they'd trusted Matt and the more he told them about her, the more they accepted her. Matt considers her his girlfriend though he probably won't come right out and tell Foggy or Karen that, but if the subject comes up, he won't hesitate to tell them either. For example, when asked how Katniss is, Matt will respond with something like 'she's good. we're ah...dating'. He wants to know what Foggy and Karen think, though ultimately he knows that if he's happy, they'll be happy about it. He does need her to believe in him because his feelings for her are different than his feelings for Foggy and Karen. It's important that she believe in him and in some ways, her belief has a bigger impact on him because of his feelings.
That's a very good thing and he never minds answering her questions. How else is she supposed to find out about things besides asking questions? He's always grateful to have that peek into what she's thinking and learning as well. It's a hint about how her mind works and how she's progressing. He likes that. True enough, and maybe that's why things will work out between them, why she won't shy from a life with him regardless of the complications.
That will make him very happy to know. He'd rather be with her as well regardless of her age. They seem to work well together and he doesn't imagine that'll change because they're romantically involved now.
It's funny how time does move faster when you're happy. It's hard for him to believe that she's been here so many months already. It's been good though, and he's been happier just having her around than he has been in a long time.
In some ways, yes this is what it's like. Someday he'll have to blindfold her and try to recreate some sort of experience that's similar to his for her if she's really curious. He can't help but smile against her neck at her words. She can feel the smile for certain. "You don't have to thank me for anything at all, Katniss. This--this was my pleasure."
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She believes in him. In Matt Murdock and in the Daredevil. It's just that the man that Katniss loves is capable of some incredible things and sometimes, she doubts that she could ever compare.
When she let herself have a moment of wistfulness, all it took was thinking logically about their lives and she can't think of any reason why things might work out between them. Though both their lives have been complicated, she sometimes doubts that they couldn't have led more different lives if they tried. But opposites can attract. Katniss had seen that with her parents. And they're happy. He loves her after all, and in the best kind of way. For now, she wants that to be enough.
She's noticed that slight change in his demeanor. The way he seems more content to come home to her rather than the awkwardness that had existed when she first moved in. She likes it better this way. More so now that her assumptions behind his happiness have been proven wrong.
"I noticed," she can't help but quip, feeling his smile and smiling herself. They're still lying naked on top of the bed sheets and searching for a blanket to cover herself is one of the last things on her mind when she has Matt to keep her warm. His body is a heavy weight that she's not used to but Katniss likes the feel of it regardless. It's just... right. "I felt it," she continues, suddenly feeling the urge to keep the moment light rather than dive back into that deep emotional discussion that landed them in the bed to begin with. "And liked it. A lot. So much for that condom."
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There's no need to make any comparison. Matt knows that he was gifted with some special abilities and that's why he does what he does. He can. Katniss can do other things that Matt can't. This isn't a contest.
Opposites can attract and those differences can compliment each other. That is enough, for now and if they work for it, for the rest of their lives.
Well, it had been an adjustment for both of them, but they've survived that and come out better and happier. They'll continue to survive the things that life and their relationship throw their way and come out better on the other side.
"Smart ass," he mumbles, that smile still on his face. He knows he should probably move, but he's content, almost blissful right now. He doesn't want to move. She can't see it now, but he blushes ever so slightly at that. Of course, that bliss is destroyed with five words. He groans (and it's not one of those good groans from earlier). "Fuck. I'm sorry. I should have--I got carried away." He shifts a little and pushes himself up on one elbow. "That was my responsibility and I completely lost it."
Of course, now he's worried about babies and pregnancies and how that really would ruin her future.
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She thinks that there's a need for comparison. Then again, she's spent the past two years being compared to the other top fighters, determined to stay on top so she'd make it out of the next fight alive. Katniss can't help it. Especially when she considers everything he can do. With the proper training, she's certain he'd be as good with a bow as she is.
She hopes that they'll survive. That given a year from now, they'll both be alive and in this bed to celebrate an anniversary of something that Katniss suspects ought to have been impossible. But more than that, she hopes it'll become something more than survival. Katniss has done far too much surviving lately.
No, he shouldn't move. And when he does, propping his body up on an elbow, she can't help but murmur her disappointment. It feels cold in the room now that his body isn't covering her. She frowns, wanting to reach for him but hesitating. He had pulled away for a reason and what if it's not just out of fear? She hugs herself instead, turning on her side to look at him and curling her legs into her body. It makes her angry. Hurt. Sad. She hates herself for saying anything. The moment is ruined, isn't it?
"Don't worry," she mutters, forcing herself to look at him even though she wants to to look anywhere but at the moment. Not that it'd matter. He's probably picked up on her reaction already. "Don't apologize. I wanted you to get carried away. I'm on the pill. Pregnant kids can't fight and not all of my... Not all of them were as thoughtful as you. If you can't fight, you don't survive. As soon as I had the money, I started."
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As far as basis goes, understanding is a reasonably good one. Lack of understanding certainly has sunk a number of relationships without doubt so they could do much worse.
He's got some advantages that most people don't, like being able to sense vibrations in the air which helps him judge aim, distance and minute movements. That's not even considering the incredible sense of hearing he's got. Yes, with some training he would probably be really good with a bow, but there are things that he'll never be able to do that she can do. He's been gifted with extraordinary abilities, but he's given up things as well. In any case, he doesn't think comparison or competition is necessary.
He hopes for the same thing. That's what all of the talk about slowing down had been for: living. Survival is all well and good, but it pales in comparison to actually living. He wants them both to have a chance to do that together. He might have to push her out of her comfort zone a little, but he's okay with doing that as well.
He senses the negative shift in her body language and her emotions. In an effort to combat that, he reaches over to run his hand down her arm. The moment isn't ruined, just interrupted.
He swallows hard at her explanation. It's a good thing that she's on the pill, but her explanation makes him furious all over again at the people who did this to her. He nods a little, sliding his hand up to push her hair off her face and run his fingers through it. "Come on. Let's get under the blankets. I don't want you to get cold." And now that he's cooling down from the heat of the moment, the room is a little chilly. He's not going anywhere and he's got every intention of snuggling up under the blankets with her.
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Living. It's still strange to think that she can actually live again. Even prior to being tricked into the underground arena, she hadn't been living. She had just been surviving, working insane hours instead of enjoying being a teenager. Living is something new. Katniss has accepted that she'll never get those years back, nor does she really want them. She would have been an awkward teen anyway. Making up a new life, even if it means letting Matt push her out of her comfort zone, seems like the best approach.
It does help when he places his hand on her arm. Katniss expects him to continue to pull away from her, especially when she brings up the fights and her previous sexual experience. He should pull away from her if he has any common sense. Instead he starts to play with her hair and the gesture makes her smile even though she also feels like she's on the verge of tears. He shouldn't want her. He shouldn't keep touching her so fondly.
Katniss stays quiet for a few seconds, studying his face before reaching for the top of the blankets. She wriggles her way under them but still maintains a distance between their bodies. Finally she breaks the silence with a barely audible whisper that she doesn't doubt Matt will still hear. "I'm a killer and a prostitute, Matt. Why would you still want me?"
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Matt isn't one of those people that believe the best years of your life are your teenage years or even your childhood. After his father had been killed, his existence had been a miserable one for the most part. It hadn't gotten better until he'd gone to Columbia. In his experience, getting out of your comfort zone is where living really starts, but then his experience isn't exactly normal either.
He's not going to pull away from her. He's got his own battles and sexual experiences in his past. The past is exactly that: past. He likes to think he's got a good deal of common sense and he's generally acknowledged as a smart guy. He touches her fondly because he's fond of her. He was even before tonight and the shift in their relationship.
While she's wriggling, he gets up properly to get into bed, leaving the blankets gathered about halfway down his torso. He scoots close enough that he can reach out to touch her easily enough, but he doesn't, not at first. He lays on his side facing her with a hand under his head. He's listening to her, trying to gauge her reaction and what she's thinking. Of course, he still hears that whisper. At her words, he moves closer, moving one hand up to cup her cheek, his thumb sliding tenderly along her jaw.
"Those are things that you were and you're not anymore." He presses a kiss to her forehead, resting his lips there a moment. "I want you because you are strong. You are loyal. You're incredibly stubborn and independent. I strongly suspect that when you put your mind to it there is nothing you can't do. You're a survivor and a fight. You're beautiful and funny. You care so much about the people you do choose to love that it takes my breath away."
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He makes it seem so easy to separate the past from the present. But she doesn't know how to. Not yet. The past is still too recent and too raw for her. She needs to focus on the present. Especially now. Matt is so much better than anything else she could imagine for herself. She just wants to be good enough for him. Worth this kind of touch and affection, especially given this sudden shift in their relationship.
It's impossible to miss the way he moves closer to her in the bed. His movements are much more graceful than her own and his body is like a magnet calling to her. Laying on her side to watch him, she wraps her arms back around herself in another hug. Maybe she shouldn't have said anything. Maybe reality is finally sinking in. How many seconds will it take for Matt to realize he should leave her here? Or, smarter, send her away.
But he doesn't. And as soon as he places his hand on her cheek, she closes the distance between them and hugs Matt tightly instead. His body is hard, almost all muscle, but warm and welcoming against her own. A tear finally slips when he kisses her forehead. More tears follow as he talks. Matt's a lawyer. He has to be good with his words. But these are perfect. "You might be one of the best things to ever happen to me."
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Even when his father was still alive his childhood wasn't normal. He'd had his first drink of whiskey at nine so that his hands would be steady when he was sewing up a gash on his father's face. His mother hadn't been in the picture for as long as he could remember. It does help him relate to her, to understand the life she'd led. He hadn't had many friends in the orphanage because people were always moving out. There had been Stick, but eventually he'd left as well. He'd been so very lucky in getting Foggy as a room mate. His friendship with Katniss is something that Matt enjoys and needs as much as Katniss does. It's something he wants to maintain even as their relationship evolves.
It's not easy at all. He knows that, but it's something that she needs to do in order to move on. The more she gets settled and the more she adjusts to her life now, the further behind all the horrors of her past will be. She'll be able to put it behind her and focus on her new life. It'll probably always haunt her in some way. The horrible things in life tend to do that, but it won't be her whole life. She's already good enough for him and worthy of love and affection, but that too will probably take some time. Really, time is the name of the game right now.
He's trained for a very long time to be graceful and fluid. She's letting her imagination run away with her and it's conjuring up nothing but bad thoughts when there's no reason for them. He's not going to send her away or leave her here.
He wraps his arms tightly around her when she closes the distance between them. He knows she's crying, but he also knows that they're not bad tears. Yes, he does have to be good with his words, but he wasn't saying those things because they sounded good. He was saying them because they're true. Even in his law career, he tries not to say things that aren't true. "Good. I like being one of those things," he whispers to her. "You deserve more good things, Katniss."
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At least she had about twelve years of normality. They might have been poor but wasn't half of New York anyway? While her father had been alive, she had gotten to go to school. Sure she had to babysit her sister more often than not as soon as she was old enough to be responsible for them both but that hadn't ever bothered her. And she hadn't had many friends (mostly because she wasn't all that good at making them to begin with) but she had a couple. It had been a good life with a loving family. Very different than the life Matt had his whole life. But that good part of her life has felt much more like a dream for the past however many years. Anyway, she had been the one to leave them in the end. It's not something she intends on doing again. She needs his friendship, too. And his love.
It's something that she's at least working on. Keeping the past in the past and not letting the Games define who she is anymore. She doesn't want to be that girl. She never wants to be that girl again. Katniss knows that it's naïve to think that she might be the girl she would have been if her father hadn't died. Having that life is impossible. But she wants to be someone. Someone that she thinks is worthy of Matt, regardless of whether he already thinks so. She wants to be a girl who doesn't have to play games but that might never be a reality.
She is letting her imagination run wild. Katniss just can't help it. For the first time, she's with someone that she doesn't want to leave. In her mind, it only makes the most sense if he does leave her.
But she can at least acknowledge that she is being ridiculous when he wraps his arms around her in return. A man planning to leave her wouldn't do that. At least she hopes not. Katniss swallows hard at his words and buries her head against his chest. She can hear his heartbeat clearly like this. It's a soothing sound, almost like a lullaby. "So do you, Matt," she replies. Katniss sniffs a little as the tears start to subside. Then, as a side thought, she adds in, "I'll still be here in the morning."
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That's all she can do: work on it. Matt will definitely try to help Katniss stay the person she wants to be and become the person she wants to be. He doesn't want her to have to be that girl ever again either. She's got the rest of her life to become someone she wants to be, to become whatever she wants to be.
No, a man planning to leave her wouldn't do that, at least Matt wouldn't. He bows his head to rest his lips against the top of Katniss' head. "So will I," he promises her in a whisper. "You can sleep if you want to," he tells her.
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Sharing that home with someone who loves her? Even more so. Maybe all of this will be enough to keep her from ever being someone she never wanted to be. There’s so much opportunity in her life now. Given so many gifts she never should have had. The rest of her life is suddenly so much longer than it had seemed a year ago. And much more worthwhile to live.
Katniss sighs happily when he presses his lips against her head. Unlike the kisses they had shared just a little while ago, this one soothes rather than ignites. But she can sense the love behind the gesture nonetheless. Closing her eyes, she loosens her grip around him a little and wriggles up against him until half her body seems to cover his. One arm cradles her head against his chest while the other stretches downward across his stomach. She tangles a leg between his and when she yawns again, doesn’t bother to stifle it. She’s exhausted but sated and content, emotionally and physically. “Push me off if I get too uncomfortable,” she mumbles sleepily, remembering at the last second how sensitive Matt’s sense of touch is. “Won’t mind.”
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He'd like to hear that. He does worry that she'll want to explore and discover who she is on her own. He worries that she'll regret that she never experienced some things like moving into her own place. Opportunity is the biggest thing that Matt has wanted to give her. She doesn't yet realize that she should have all of this and more, that she would have if the Games hadn't taken it away from her, if her life had been kinder.
He runs his fingers idly and tenderly through her hair, also a movement designed to soothe, but also to make her feel loved. He can't help but smile when she wriggles up against him, draping herself over him. He's exhausted and sated as well, though it may take him a little while to fall asleep simply because he doesn't often sleep well. He suspects that might change though. He shakes his head at her words. "Trust me. That's not going to be a problem."