sleep, sleep, sleep

[connike]

For some reason you are at a slumber party. No. Seriously. You are at a slumber party. DON'T QUESTION IT. You can be there by choice, or maybe just the will of the universe teleported you there. Who knows. All that is important now is you are involved in a slumber party ritual and you have to participate. No. Seriously. You are compelled to.

Also, you may be wearing a slumber party outfit... whether it's appropriate or not is up to how cruel your mun is the fates.

Or maybe you just really were invited to a slumber party. Who knows, that's half the fun~

Not sure of a game to get involved in? Well, we have compiled a nice little list for you that you can RNG a number for:

Games:

1. Truth or Dare - Who hasn't enjoyed this game? Well.... except this time you are completely compelled to do what ever the asker has told you to do.. or tell the complete truth

2. Spin the bottle - Crap. Let's just hope it doesn't land on that one person you reeeeeeeeeeeeally hate.

3. 7 minutes in Heaven - Get shoved in a closet. You aren't let out until there is some serious kissing.

4. Bloody Mary - Summoning dead angry ghosts by chanting at a mirror? WHY NOT?

5. Pillow Fight - Possibly not as sexy as the pornos make it seem.

Activities:

6. Scary Movie - ...Who decided that we should marathon Jaws, The Birds, and Psycho all in one night?

7. Chick Flick - I think I need a good cry or maybe a nice gushy romantic comedy

8. Gossip - Oh let me tell you about what I heard about her brother's sister's cousin.

9. Karaoke - Are we really drunk enough for this? (The answer is always yes)

Bath and Beauty:

10. Make over - You need a new look. And we're gonna make you HOT.

11. Make Under - Let's see how RIDICULOUS we can make you look :D

12. Fashion show - Someone got into mom's cloooset.

13. Spa Day! - Facial masks, popping pimps, doing nails. What could be better?

Pranks:

14. Shaving cream on the hand - Alright. get your feather ready, time to give someone a cream beard.

15. TPing/Egging - Well, what better kind of slumber party is there than the type where you wreck revenge on someone else's house?

16. Forking - Forks + Lawn = Hilarious time?

17. Hand in a warm bowl - Wanna get someone to pee their pants? This is the prompt for you.

18. Bra/Undies in the Freezer - This is how we get hot heads to... (/sunglasses) cool down in the morning.

... or go wild and crazy and make up your own scenarios! The possibilities are endless.

Instructions are simple:
-Post up with your character, their series. (Be sure to include prefs if you don't want a certain scenario)

-Tag others with whatever prompt... or make up your own

-OHMAIGAWD ITS A SLEEPOVER.

meme taken from here
originally posted by memeswearhouse

Comments

[rooster]

[ he watches her carefully, noting the way she fidgets too, the way the shade of her cheeks likely mirrors his right now.

something strikes him, suddenly — he wonders if her heart is beating just as fast as his. he can hear it, too — that frantic beat beat beat of his heart. what about hers...?

slowly, he leans down, gently pressing his ear against the flat of her chest. his eyes widen slightly.

beat beat beat. ]

Re: dirk strider | homestuck | ota

[plush_rump]

[What were alternate versions of yourself from other universes for other than having awesome sleepovers?

She was rather casual, wearing a loose t-shirt and shorts.]

So what do you want to do?

[Sis figured she may as well let Dirk pick out what to do first. If nothing else she wanted to see how he would play this.]

jefferson can't be tamed

[nowonder]

[ His arms remain crossed, and his eyes narrow as Ruby looks at Grace, who looks . . . somewhere between confused and scientifically curious. ]

Why would I make you do anything?

[ But it's under his breath this time, at least. ]

i have nothing more to live for ;;

[rooster]

[ GOOD LUCK WITH THAT yamaguchi, shizuku's nowhere to be found. somewhere between the first kill and the last ghost appearance, shizuku had had enough of all the shouting and jumpe ship, so to speak, and had taken refuge in the kitchen or something with her textbook.

what you'll find, instead, is haru seated on one end of the couch, attention rapt on the tv screen, a blanket thrown over his head, tugged around his shoulders. his eyes are wide, his mouth slightly agape.

no no no no NO YOU IDIOT DON'T GO IN THERE—!!!

also he'd said all that out loud. haru jumps up suddenly, joining the shrieks of the other two, grabbing up a throw pillow to suddenly punch, as if that might somehow alleviate his fear. ]

[crownless]

You son of a bitch.

[Travis shifts. His, er, problem's not resolving itself at all, and he's starting to get uncomfortable.]

Fine. Fine. I... I wanna keep going.

Preferably not in a fucking closet.

[ishotyouuu]

[His grin is triumphant.]

There. That wasn't so hard, was it? We're gonna need a more appropriate setting if we want to take care of your... situation you've got going on.

[He snickers.] So. My place or yours?

[krypton]

I'm actually pretty curious to see what the differences are between us, if we're the same fuckin' person.

How about a brutal game of truth or dare?

This can only end horribly XD

[plush_rump]

Sounds perfect to me.

I was wondering about our differences too anyway.

[crownless]

Yeah, yeah, gloat all you want. Technically, I did still win.

[Travis thinks of his figures everywhere, all the stuff he never picked up off his floor, how small and pathetic his room is overall--

--and also, the fact that his cat will probably judge him.]

...Let's go with yours.

haha, and hilarious!

[krypton]

You want to start?

Definitely XD

[plush_rump]

Sure, I guess I'll go ahead and pick truth.

[krypton]

All right. Let me ask you the obligatory question: Are you dating anyone?

[plush_rump]

No, I'm as free as a bird.

[krypton]

Add that to one of the things we have in common.

[plush_rump]

Sweet, so I assume you're picking truth too?

Neither can Ruby! She's a wiiild thang. :D

[grandmas_gurl]

[She sighs, glancing at the children - and then back at Jefferson.]

Hey. Who else wants coco?

[ishotyouuu]

[Wade scoffs, waving his hand back and forth in a gesture of disinterest.]

Yeah, yeah. Whatever gets you through the night, dude. My place it is. Just be careful not to step on all the piles of money when you get in. [A smirk.]

Oh. One more thing.

[He doesn't shove Travis against the wall so much as merely pin him, firmly and insistently. The kiss he delivers is a little softer than the frantic, violent kisses they'd engaged in before-- softer and slower and yet not by any means chaste.

At the same time his hand reaches down to cup the bulge in Travis's trousers, massaging him roughly through the cloth with the heel of his palm. He lightly sucks on Travis's lower lip, letting the kiss linger before he finally pulls away with one of the cockiest and most self-satisfied grins he's worn all evening.]

Just a little taste of things to come. See you soon.

[And just like that, he's slipped out of the closet, being sure to mutter loudly and angrily to the other partygoers about what a waste of time that was and how that was the worst seven minutes he's ever spent and what the hell did they think was gonna happen between them.

He always knew how to put on a performance.]

[krypton]

Yup. Considering we mostly seem more interested in learning more shit about each other, than watching us make an asshole out of ourselves.

[ pause ]

That will definitely happen later.

[plush_rump]

More than likely.

Well then since you asked the dating question I gotta assume this question works. Who are you thinking about dating?

[It was worded carefully so he couldn't cop-out with a simple yes or no answer.]

[krypton]

[ THINK AGAIN ]

I have some pretty interesting friends, believe it or not - they are all capable of dating.

[plush_rump]

[Well she was a little impressed and it told her a little bit actually.]

Well there's one difference between us. Lalonde might have a nice behind but otherwise I'm not sure I'd want to date any of my friends.

Besides they have their own shit to deal with without bringing more relationship bullshit than they need into it.

i'd like to thank the academy

[crownless]

Uh huh. [Travis huffs, rolling his eyes.]

[But then, Wade is on him. It's a shock, which is strange, when it's so much less... forceful than before, harried and desperate and crushing and insistent.

Fuck, he's good.

Travis feels his breath catch in his throat. He's backed up against the wall, and he's not going to push back--not when this is so damn enjoyable an experience--but he finds his hand gripping Wade's arm. If only for stability. To hang onto something solid enough, maybe. And Wade, Wade knows where he should be feeling, which buttons need to get pressed right now, and Travis lets his hips push right into Wade's palm. Like putty in his hands. He's getting into it. Too into it. He doesn't care; he doesn't care, he doesn't he doesn't.

He's halfway through a moan when Wade pulls away, leaving him leaning helplessly forward, mouth still hanging half-open.

The closet door opens. Wade's gone before he can say a word in protest.]

...Fuck.

[Oh, yeah. And his cock's still not helping.]

[crownless]

[oh the shame. travis just sits and mumbles to himself and waits for her to stop.

ARE YOU QUITE FINISHED, LYDIA.]

[krypton]

[ he didn't plan on having her thinking they were all in a relationship together, but meh. who cares ]

Ass stories besides, if you're a female version of me. Does that make your Lalonde a male or female?

[doingthemistything]

Three. And there's nothing particularly mind-blowing about how it ends, either. Just saying.

[The blonde in the nightie facing down the killer with a machete, same old song and dance.]