doots ([personal profile] doots) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2017-03-15 07:24 pm

( Highly Inappropriate )

The Highly Inappropriate Sexual Tension Meme

Touches. Glances. Sides brushing, so close to each other. The moment is, most likely, quite, subdued, and calm. Or it could be loud and full of life, right in the middle of a vivacious party. Yet, no matter the case, your blood is pumping - no, nearly boiling with the passion bubbling between you and your companion.

Unfortunately, this sexual tension is completely and absolutely out of line. Whether it be the place, the time, your relationship with the person (be that literal relation or power difference, age difference, experience difference, and so on), your own lack of knowledge, or personal convictions, you should not act on any building desires.

But here's the thing about tension: it builds. It builds, and it builds, until...

Well, even subtlety can come to an inappropriate head.

  • This meme isn't for smut, though smut is allowed. What it is for is the delicious, anticipatory build up and the dances people can do to deny attraction. Foreplay, especially creative foreplay, is encouraged.
  • Comment with your character, canon, and preferences in the subject. In the comment body, be sure to mention if there are any squicks you have, scenarios you don't/do want to play out, and if you're okay with AUs or handwaved CR.
  • Reply to others.
adderalfueled: (Default)

Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf

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natalia_vdova: (falling with style)

[personal profile] natalia_vdova 2017-03-16 11:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Open to some crosscanon hijinks? Maybe say, Nat doing the SHIELD thing and investigating some new crisis in Beacon Hills and amidst all the chaos wildly inappropriate attraction happens, and such.]
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Claire Bennet || NBC's Heroes || OTA

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Clarke Griffin | The 100

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Ruby Rose|RWBY|ota

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andgracetoo: straight on stare (but i can guarantee)

sam murphy (original) f/m

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illicitresearch: (Strategy Guide)

Zexion | Kingdom Hearts |OTA, but my canonmate extreme wishlist below...

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[My kingdom for a Xemnas, Xigbar, Xaldin, Axel or Marluxias sorely wanted, this go-round? Assume sexually inexperienced Schemer, and I can play him as early on in his Nobody years as you're comfortable with, but as for who's the on being manipulated here, exactly... well, that may as well run in both directions.]
erodingearth: (The power of light in my hand)

[personal profile] erodingearth 2017-03-16 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Looks like you're aiming to play specifically Zexion, but I'll just throw this seed out here, because the meme made me think of it: Ienzo and Terra, post-everything. Especially if Zexion had a thing for/with Xemnas.]
illicitresearch: (Ienzo - Cleaning House)

[personal profile] illicitresearch 2017-03-16 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)

nah I can totally be game for this, gimmie onnnne sec to cobble together a starter! ]
illicitresearch: (Ienzo - Imagine)

[personal profile] illicitresearch 2017-03-16 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
They are saying, this time, that it is Happily Ever After for good... that darkness has been defeated, and the worlds are at long last safe from Xehanort's long and treacherous shadow, the scourge of heartless, the machinations of Malficent and her villainous set. That the keybearers of light were triumphant, and their battle hard-won.

Ienzo is a little skeptical, but then he has spent a great deal of his time lately, anxious that they're not all out of the woods yet. Despite Merlin's reassurances that Sora and his friends have emerged victorious, the illusionist has decided he won't even let himself fully believe it till he has seen them all with his own eyes.

Last time Riku had visited with Kairi- Well, they'd spoken about it, but there had been plenty of unresolved friction, also. It meant that Lea might be coming home for good now, too, wearing the laurels of a hero like the others. How... inconveniencing.

There is to be a reception, a party in their honor, and something like a ceremonial reinstallation of the Captial of Light. Nothing too formal, for even the Mouse King visitor insists on considering them all his friends. The thought's a little embarassing, and the restoration committee pulls out all the stops anyway.

Work is easy to throw himself into, and Radiant Garden is never lacking in chores to take care of. It's still not comfortable, calling this place home again, but when Aerith's flowerbeds come up and some of the stonework is finished in the courtyards, the restoration almost looks convincingly like the worst of their mistakes have been smoothed over.

The basements take longer to clean up, seal up. Aeleus, perhaps out of some shred of mercy, had urged him to focus on more of the external veneer of the kingdom. Master Ansem, he supposes, might have even been proud of the new coat of paint it seems to wear now. Cid's a grouch to collaborate with too, but the new digital systems have never seen sharper coding. It's come along... nicely, even all four shamefaced apprentices might venture to admit it.

Ienzo's emotions have been a bit harder to teach himself how to manage. He tries remembering Xehanort with as litle fondness as possible, without letting his new heart hate, and that's a difficult balance to master. He tries to move forward, and dodge conversations that resolve in feeling sorry for himself, or that he doesn't deserve to sit on the good side of this outcome, a little worse for wear but whole and promising. He's determinedly presentable, when the keybearers arrive, and the others somehow thrust him into the role of doing most of the talking on behalf of his peers- even if their guilty stewardship of the castle shouldn't really make Ienzo any kind of ambassador.
erodingearth: (Everything will be okay)

[personal profile] erodingearth 2017-03-16 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
It's all the same, but different.

Despite himself, Terra quirks a smile at his own thinking. Radiant Garden carries the burden of being a place remembered by various ... aspects of Xehanort, most of which are reflected back on him, with his ties to the dark. The side effect is having unusual clarity with those memories, even with the distance of years and ... well, not being the one in control beyond his first visit to the world.

The flowerbeds and paint are newer, and the construction jobs not quite as polished as the buildings they were replacing. There are less children running down the streets, though he imagines that will change now that things can finally calm down.

Finally. He notices Aqua looking at him as they walk up to the castle together, her own smile hopeful, and manages to quash a guilty feeling that shoots through him. It had been difficult to be positive after finally escaping Xehanort's clutches; he'd lost more than ten years to his schemes and gained too many things he had to sort out in the aftermath. Memories and sensations across different "lifetimes," some mercifully vague and others not so much.

She must have seen his smile as a good thing. He wasn't really sure it was.

Ven still chatters good-naturedly to him despite everything, but he knows the other Keyblade wielders still look at him warily. It's the resemblance to Ansem, to Xemnas, to Xehanort that gives most of them pause, and his own awkwardness doesn't do him any favors when they finally muster up the courage to socialize. The worst had probably been Lea, a touch too irreverent and quick to backpedal with too-fake laughter.

And here they all are, invited to celebrate in a castle that will undoubtedly make things awkward for him. Just the sight of Ansem the Wise's former apprentices, two of whom are garbed in those familiar white coats, brings garbled memories to the surface--mostly indistinct, confused feelings from an amnesiac's mind.

...Yeah. Just smile uncomfortably and get through the day.
illicitresearch: (Ienzo - I was Saying)

[personal profile] illicitresearch 2017-03-16 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
The trio of new keybearers- he'd heard plenty about them already, from one whispered down piece of news or another, the way they were connected to the complicated tangle of Xehanort's past.

Xehanort's past. And here it was at long last right on their doorstep, the answers to those prominent questions which had eclipsed every other priority of his youth. Who was he, how did he get here, where did he come from? Why did he look so different? Why was he so visionary in his thinking, so clever, so iconoclastic to Radiant Garden's way of thinking, in so many ways? Questions that ultimately drove them to seek the wisdom hidden in darkness, yet continued to plague the schemer so intrigued by his Superior for so long, without ever finding satisfying answers.

When they'd resurfaced, so had memories of Ventus, a boy who looked almost identical to Roxas, and a strange, brief precusor to the Xehanort incident which Ienzo had all but forgotten about over the years. When he saw the boy beside the others, when he felt Even give a startle of recognition, it felt a little like a fog was finally lifting.

Except Even hadn't startled at the boy.

Ienzo's eyes fell on the tallest of them, and felt his heart sieze up, his lungs swelling involuntarily. He swallowed, Adam's apple bobbing at the knot in his ascot, which he'd tied and re-tied too tight. Hastening to loosen at the knot with his fingers, a strange, numb heat crawling into his cheeks beneath the bangs, he tried to draw himself up at respectable height and desperately try to pretend that it was his first time meeting this new person.

His hair was wrong. His eyes, all wrong, his skin a few shades off, and yet, and yet...

"Welcome!" He called out too early at their approach, dry-mouthed, forcing himself forward a step or two, before Even could take point and make a tempermental fool of himself. "Master Aqua," His shoulders made a deferential, hunching sort of bow in the woman's direction, first. "Ventus... Terra?" His mouth had already practiced at forming their names, but staring wide-eyed at both of them it seemed heavy and clunky on his tongue, all wrong. Misshapen, and worst of all questioning truth in a way that sounded a little more like a plea. "...To Radiant Garden."
erodingearth: (My pride as one chosen by the key)

[personal profile] erodingearth 2017-03-17 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Terra didn't miss the visible reactions from the apprentices as they approach; he was pretty sure all of them notice, but they were too polite to comment. It was curious, but not altogether unexpected, considering they had all been in Radiant Garden before. He could only hope they weren't reacting solely to his appearance; he got enough of that from the others already.

He watched Aqua step forward as their defacto leader, somehow unsurprised that the youngest of the apprentices was the one to greet them. ...An odd observation. Why was that? Maybe it was to somehow come across less threatening, more sincere? He was certainly coming across a little awestruck, for lack of a better word.

Whatever the case, Aqua handled her role of Master well even in these ... diplomatic moments, and Terra was more than okay taking a step back to adjust to his surroundings while she exchanged pleasantries. There were brief flashes of differences to the castle--spots where tile seemed to flicker between cracked and whole, where the paint was a different shade.

He snapped back to attention when they were moving again, glancing around in askance as they left the foyer. "So where are we going?" The castle was large; even if there were no memories bouncing around in his head on that matter, he had little doubt there were numerous rooms for receiving guests.

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hiiragi shinoa / owari no seraph

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Yuri Katsuki | Yuri on ice

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sweetcandygirl: (crazy enough to volunteer)

Harley Quinn | Suicide Squad

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[Face it, she can very inappropriate]
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Daimon Hellstrom | Marvel 616 | ota

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Alec Lightwood | Shadowhunters | m/m

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[personal profile] tenebrarius 2017-03-17 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[I'm somewhat familiar with Shadowhunters canon--I've seen the show! It's honestly probably easiest to port Adam into Shadowhunters canon, so I'll assume generally Shadowhunters canon and please forgive me for anything I get wrong.]

Adam was here to help and to learn. Not for any distractions. Between his two day jobs and his training in magic, he didn't have time for distractions. He'd been assigned to work with the Institute to help rebuild their wards after a particularly nasty attack.

His duty was to maintain the fragile new alliance between the magicians and the Institute. Not to make friends, and certainly not anything more than that.

But as he worked, his gaze kept straying. One of the Shadowhunters was watching him, and every time Adam looked up, he caught Alec's eyes. He looked away quickly, trying to focus on his task, but after a few moments, he always became curious again, wondering whether Alec was watching him, and his eyes strayed once again toward Alec.
moralcodes: (fml / kill me now)

[personal profile] moralcodes 2017-03-18 11:27 am (UTC)(link)
[This works well since I'm pretty canon blind to the Raven Cycle myself, so no worries.]

Valentine, a rogue Shadowhunter, had been the one behind that "nasty attack". They could only be so grateful as to have skilled warlocks come to their aid in their time of need, even when some of the Shadowhunters here have exhibited their own forms of prejudice and mistrust.

Alec was anything but. He's had his dealings with those of the Downworld, many of them kind and friendly, and also had their faults just like any other human or Shadowhunter. But there had been one Downworlder that had caught his attention, the one who called himself Adam and kept mostly to himself as he worked on warding the place. There had been something...otherworldly about his allure. Had that been the word? No...well, maybe. There was definitely something captivating about him.

After a long moment of staring and dodging each other's glances, Alec finally made the first move, making his way across the room to Adam, his hands fiddling with each other. "Uh, hey. I'm Alec." It...was a start? "I noticed you watching me. I mean...I was-- I'm Alec." Smooth.
tenebrarius: (hesitant)

[personal profile] tenebrarius 2017-03-18 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
The prejudice and mistrust from the other Shadowhunters did little to calm Adam's nerves. He was used to it, in a way, though usually it was based in the miasma of poverty that surrounded him. Adam's hands were cracked and red, and his fingernails were darkened with grease from the auto shop where he worked, dirt from his factory job, and the grime lingered in the creases of his hands even after three washings. He paused what he was doing so that he could put his hands in his pockets, where they would be hidden.

"I'm Adam," he answered, trying not to feel as though the holes in his worn t-shirt were blatantly obvious. Wishing he could pretend that the motley patches on his torn jeans were a fashion statement rather than desperation. The worst was the ripped patch at the crotch of his jeans, which his friend Blue had offered to mend for him. She'd mended it with fabric printed with rainbows and unicorns. The only mercy is that it usually wasn't visible, unless people were paying close attention to his ass, and Adam was pretty sure that people didn't often pay close attention to his ass.

He swallowed, feeling his flaws all the more magnified when standing close to Alec. The Shadowhunter was tall, with broad shoulders and a body that looked--from here--built for combat. Adam found himself staring a little too long at Alec's chest and quickly pulled his eyes back up to that face. At 5'9", with hopes of another inch or two still in him before he hit twenty, he'd never thought of himself as short before. Alec made him feel scrawny.

"It's nice to meet you," Adam said, lips parting as his attention was caught and held by Alec's dark, intense eyes. His heart thudded. Looking away, he saw a flaw in the ward he'd been building, and reached to adjust it. That, at least, gave him a feeling of pride. A reason to be here, so that no one could tell him he didn't belong. He was good at magic. He was good at academics, good with mechanical repair, yet he still had to push himself three times as hard to keep up with the warlocks his age who had been born to this.
moralcodes: (smile | you're on)

[personal profile] moralcodes 2017-03-19 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
Patchy shirt and jeans, a unicorn on the seat of said jeans, and grease caked under his fingernails that gave way to there possibly being another job outside of being warlock, or simply came before it. There was something endearing about all of that. That Adam had a handsome and kind face with brown eyes just as warm and gentle on top of it was probably why Alec couldn't help but stare, gave him the confidence necessary to approach him at all. He's yet to see Adam smile, but he was willing to bet his entire face lit up when he did.

As for his chest and shoulders, well they were often a distraction for most whenever Alec donned his training attire like now; a sleeveless black shirt and gray sweatpants. The shirt itself was a bit worn, too, the v-neck collar dropping lower than usual, showing off some of his pecs and the dark fur the covered them. That's actually where he had been headed, to train, before he saw the warlock and was awestruck.

"Adam," he repeated the name carefully, savoring it. "It's nice to meet you, too." He chewed on his bottom lip while watching Adam tend to a spot in the ward. "You're, uh, you're really good at that." It was interesting to see how much of a difference there was when Adam was confronting the ward versus Alec, there was more confidence when doing the former, he noticed.

A few eyes have strayed over to them, Alec paying them no mind. In fact, the Shadowhunter, with both hands shoved in the deep pockets of his sweatpants, stepped closer as if block out the roaming glances, his arm brushing Adam's shoulder whether by accident or on purpose.

"Anyway, I guess all I really wanted to say was thank you. For helping us, I mean." He offered a half smile, his attempt at containing a much broader one fighting to be seen. "I know you guys probably have better things to do than all this," he waved a hand at the wards.

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quinn fabray | glee

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T'Challa | MCU | m/m

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Rey | SW: TFA | OTA

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