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bakerstreet2012-05-16 01:00 pm
The Three Types of Love Meme
This meme deals with three types of love, angsty, sweet, and twisted! Please note that there are triggers abound!
- Post your characters and include preferences (if any!)
- Others reply.
- Go to RNG and enter numbers 1-3 to get a love type, then 1-12 to get a scene.
- Or go for the record and try to play 1 of each type of love!
- Please respect if someone doesn't want to play a particular scene out and choose something else!
I. BAD ROMANCE
01. IT'S TOO LATE TO APOLOGIZE. You had a fight and now your lover isn't sure they want to even hear your apologies.
02. HURT/COMFORT You or your lover is in pain, physically or mentally, and needs to be comforted.
03. SECOND BEST. No matter what your lover says, you feel like they're only settling for you like a second choice.
04. CHEATED. You've seen all the signs; lipstick on the collar, scraches down the back, hickeys you didn't leave behind. Do you want to keep ignoring it or finally confront them?
05. KEEP ME FROM FALLING. Your lover is being discouraged from seeking any sort of relationship with you and it's definitely a strain.
06. BUT HOW DO I KNOW... You love your partner so much, but you're uncertain just how they feel about you.
07. JUST NOT FEELING THE SPARK... That spark in he bedroom seems to be gone, so how are you going to deal?
08. I WANT YOUR LOVE, I DON' WANT TO BE FRIENDS. You're obsessed with the object of your affection and you will stop at nothing to win them over.
09. A KISS WITH A FIST IS BETTER THAN NONE. Your relationship is rough and you spend more time fighting than anything else, but you can't give up that spark anyway. You'll stay together even if you both end up miserable.
10. THE END. It's time to break up. Suddenly or something you've both seen coming awhile, the choice is yours.
11. AS LOVE LAYS BLEEDING. Your lover has been fatally wounded, so spend your last moments with them and make them as memorable as possible.
12. YOUR CHOICE. choose or combine any of the choices on here or make up your own!
II. TRULY MADLY DEEPLY
01.JUST LIKE THE FIRST TIME. It's time to tell that person how much they mean to you.
02.COMMITMENT. It's finally that time to make your relationship a little less casual and something more committed.
03. KIDS. It's time for that next step! Time to reveal you're pregnant or you've adopted.
04. ANNIVERSARY. it's your one week, one month, or one year anniversary! Or however long you'd like to make it! How do you celebrate?
05. WANT YOU BACK. All couples have rough times! You might have called it quits for awhile, but it's time to give it another shot!
06. GOTTA STAY INSIDE. The weather outside has made it impossible to go out, so why not snuggle up with your lover and enjoy yourselves?
07. I JUST WANT TO SAY... You feel the need to tell your lover just exactly how much he or she means to you.
08. DATE NIGHT. You decided to take your lover out on an honest date.
09. SICK DAY. Your lover is down with a cold or flu and it's time to take care of them!
10. EXPERIMENTATION. You both love each other so there's absolutely nothing wrong with a little healthy experimentation in the bedroom.
11. GIFTS. You found the perfect gift for your lover and it's time to give it to them!
12. YOUR CHOICE. choose or combine any of the choices on here or make up your own!
III. HOW CAN I EXIST WITHOUT YOU?
01. YOU WOULDN'T WANT ME TO HAVE TO HURT YOU TOO... The object of your love/lust is resisting your advances, so it's time to take what you want.
02. JEALOUSY. It's jealousy to the extreme. You're going to make damn sure your lover knows how you feel about them seeing other people.
03. INCEST IS BEST. You know it's wrong, all kinds of sinful, but you can't resist the draw. If characters aren't related, then they are now! Or at least it feels very close to incest anyway.
04. YOU'RE NEVER GONNA GET FAR. You love that person so much, you've made sure they can't get away - by physically tying them down or by some other emotional or mental means.
05. I'LL MAKE YOU HURT. You've set it up to make sure your lover catches you cheating or doing something else hurtful just for that reason. You want to make them suffer.
06. CHAINS AND WHIPS EXCITE ME. You're both taking sex to extremes.
07. BROKEN. Your lover has utterly broken you and you need them to know.
08. SECRECY. You're embarrassed by your lover, utterly embarrassed. If they weren't useful in some way (even if it's just in bed!), you wouldn't even be with them.
09. YOU'RE MY LAST CHOICE. You don't really love the person you're with, but they're all you could snatch up and it's no secret to either of you.
10. FORCED TOGETHER. You don' love each other, but you have no choice but to be together due to outside influences. Alternatively, you've been captured and are now being forced to make a sex video even if you don't want to.
11. WATCH HOW I DO IT. You were just forced to watch your lover have sex with someone else (willingly or not) or beaten and now you've got to deal with the aftermath.
12. YOUR CHOICE. choose or combine any of the choices on here or make up your own!
Agent Phil Coulson | MCU
II - 03 SPOILERS hope this is okay :)
They'd talked about kids, at that point in their relationship (outside of being his handler they'd been together for what, three years now?), and they thought they were ready for it. Clint wasn't on a mission, but he was on duty, standing watch on board the helicarrier. He got the text a little after his watch ended, though he was still stuck onboard (no watchstander's liberty here), that simply said "It's time", and "I'll be at the hospital".
Clint is pretty sure he'd never been so nervous in all his life. He paced the small room he shared with Natasha (who was out god knows where), checking his phone every few minutes. A few hours passed.
How long did this sort of thing usually take?
He paced some more.
Only six more hours until his duty shift was over.]
This is great--let me know if this is ok.
The truth was going to have to come out sooner rather than later, at this point, but part of him knew that things would be okay once they got settled.
Hopefully
Sitting in the waiting area of the hospital, he shot off a few more texts to Clint, an hour or two apart.
'Stop pacing.'
'I'm on my fifth cup of coffee; someone should cut me off.'
'Wish you were here.'
Contrary to what most people thought, Clint was going to be an excellent father. For more reasons that his own was far from father of the year.
Putting down the phone, Phil forced himself to focus on what was going on.
Five hours later, he sent one more text.
'It's a boy. Get here when you can.']
aldskfja It is amazing.
'Switch to decaf. You'll end up shaky if you have too much more.'
'Wish I was too.'
He manages to fall asleep for a little while, woken up before his alarm by another text.
He had to rub at his eyes to make sure he was seeing it correctly.
A boy. A baby boy.
Once his duty shift ended, Clint changed out of his uniform into a simple t-shirt, jeans (kept the boots), jacket, and caught the first boat back to the island. After that it was a quick taxi ride to the hospital he'd been told they were at. A quick question of the nurses, and he dashes to the room where he'd gotten a text to go, stopping at the door jamb, quietly peering in.]
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[Phil's sitting in a chair looking a bit tired, but smiling (about as wide as he does, which still is less than more people). He's wearing his suit slacks and a dress shirt, but the sleeves are rolled up to the elbows, his version of casual.
Though the real attraction was the little wriggling bundle he was holding in his arms.]
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[The smile is more than enough, Clint knows the difference in his expressions by now. He knows when he's upset, or just thinking. He knows when a lip purse means that he's in trouble, or that he's fondly exasperated by his latest antics.
He knows that sort of rare smile right there means he's really happy, and it's a look he doesn't want to forget, so he stays in the doorway a few seconds longer, just savoring it.
Hesitantly, he steps into the room, and slowly makes his way over to them, hunkering down next to the side of the chair to lean over the arm. After that, well, he's a bit lost. Lost in watching the baby boy-their-son in Phil's arms. His voice is soft when he speaks, and carefully reaches out to press a finger to the tiny palm, grinning in wonder when the baby's little fingers grip it.]
Would you look at that?
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This...was the last piece. He couldn't deny he was slightly terrified at their impending (well, not very much here) fatherhood, but they'd made everything else work. They could do this.
Shifting, he brushed a finger across the child's cheek.]
We never did decide on a name.
[He moves to place the baby in Clint's arms; figure other dad should get a chance, too.]
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He felt a warmth in his chest, and smiled widely.
Could always name him after you.
[He's a bit surprised at the shift, and carefully, awkwardly he cradles their son to his chest. He's honestly not sure if he's doing this right. He finds himself smiling so hard it hurts, watching the baby look around at him, the room, and then staring at Phil again.]
Hey there.
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[Phil had to bite back a smile watching Clint handle the baby like he was going to drop it. Considering how well the man did with other things it was...endearing.
Reaching over, he placed a hand on Clint's back, squeezing his fingers into the fabric of the outfit, gently, his own version of encouragement.]
What about Hunter?
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He leans closer to Phil, feeling the warmth of his hand through the back of his jacket.]
Hunter. [He tries it out.] Yeah, I like the sound of that.
[He looks up at Phil, and then back down at their son, eyes dancing.] Hello, Hunter.
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Your not on the job, Clint. You don't need to crouch.
[He honestly is overjoyed. Hunter fits considering the both of them. Brushing a finger over the child's cheek, he pressed another kiss to Clint's cheek, unable to help himself. He wasn't about overt displays of affection but...well. This was a special occasion.]
They said that we'll be able to finish the paperwork, and we can take him home by the end of the day.
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Right, yeah. [He smiles again at the second kiss in as many minutes, and turns his head to touch their foreheads together momentarily.]
Good thing we finished the nursery already, yeah? How's the mother doing?
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[Between Phil's need to over prepare for most things, and Clint's on attention to detail...the nursery was probably over done.]
She's doing well--the delivery ended up easier than expected. She's napping now, but I'm sure she'd be glad to see you in a while.
[He couldn't be more appreciative of what the surrogate had done for them.
Hunter started to fuss, though face starting to screw up.]
Oh--he might be hungry?
[There was a mild shot of panic through Phil; this is what they had prepared for, but can you really prepare for being a parent? It's just a bottle--probably. If that is really what he wanted.]
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[In a way all of this was still so surreal. He had a family. A real family, something he hadn't had since he was a kid. He could barely remember it.]
I'll go say hi when she wakes up, then. I'm glad it ended up going better than they thought.
[Phil isn't the only one threatened with panic. They did talk about this, and prepare, but--well.]
Could be? Um, did the nurses mention anything about getting any, uh, milk pumped before she dozed off?
[He tries bouncing him gently, shushing him softly.]
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And I think they did.
[He pats Clint on the shoulder for a moment before standing up, smoothing down his shirt.]
I'll be right back.
[He'll sort this out, he moves out of the room, looking for a nurse, and returns five minutes later or so, handling a bottle.]
We're in luck.
[He moves to sit back down, raising an eyebrow.]
Should you or I take the honors?
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I can, he seems fussy enough, a trade off might be a not so good idea. If that's okay?
[Awkward, he hadn't expected the awkwardness of caring for a child.]
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They would be fine; he knew. It just would take...some getting used to. But they could do it; they faced down insane terrorists with aplomb. A baby shouldn't destroy that for long.]
Here.
[He provided the bottle to Clint.]
Just keep it at an angle so he gets the milk easily.
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[He smiles, a bit nervously, but takes the bottle, doing as instructed. There was only so much practice you could do (and videos you could look up on youtube) to prepare you for something like this.
Keeping the bottle carefully angled, he offers the bottle to Hunter.]
You hungry, little guy?
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See? You have this down already.
[Phil smirked slightly, just watching the scene.
It wasn't going to be easy; he knew. But they wanted this--that made all the difference.]
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Well, that's just getting him to take a bottle. I'll have you to help me with all the other stuff I can't manage.
[Yes, yes, they definitely wanted this. They'd talked about it for --months. Maybe a year? He couldn't remember how long. It hadn't been an easy decision.]
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[Phil moved to put his hand on Clint's back again, rubbing a slight circle, just watching.]
After the bottle, do you want to call Natasha?
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Yeah. Yeah, she should be here for this too.
[She was part of their family as well, after all.]
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[Phil may have cracked another smile; he had been smiling entirely too much today, really.]
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You're going to break something if you keep smiling that hard.
And Tasha is going to give us horrible, horrible looks at what we've done to the nursery since the last time. She already thought we were going a bit overboard.
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[There may have been a hint to Phil's cheeks. He recognizes that he isn't his normal cool self.]
She has no room to talk. She did provide us that deluxe changing table and stroller.
And the children's mobile from Russia.
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