The Intimacy Meme

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The Intimacy Meme

(Shamelessly taken from... all the rest and modified!)

Intimacy is the glue of any relationship, albeit romantic or friendship. It's getting to the root of humanity, and expanding upon ourselves and letting others in.

Rules:
1. Post with your character.
2. Go to rng and roll from 1-6.
3. Post to others.
4. Profit

Scenes:
1. First Kiss. Maybe you've been harboring feelings or maybe this is random. But it feels good to be that close to someone.

2. Love Confession. You have been head over heels for this person and now it's time to try and get close to them.

3. Secrets. You've been hiding yourself from someone and now it's time to stop. They need to know the real you.

4. First Time. First time you have sex is always nerve racking, but it's in these moments that you show how much you truly care about someone.

5. Shower. Perhaps you've been together for awhile. Maybe you've told each other everything. Maybe you're just dirty and need to get cleaned up. But letting the water flow between two people is still pretty intimate.

6. Post-Coital Bed. Do you feel talkative after sex? Want to ponder the meaning of life / if you guys are more than a one-night stand? Better to do it after the deed probably.. at least your partner will be in a good mood?

7. Road Trip. Good for that bonding experiance you never had! Bad diner food and weird landmarks you never knew you wanted to see! Will it bring you closer to your friend / lover?

8. Drunk. Are you the happy or sad kind? Clingy, or flighty? Maybe you just need a hug, to snuggle close.. to whoever's around at the time!

9. Winter. What could be a better time to curl up with a book, or exchange soft words in the glow of the fire? Hot chocolate time!

10. Free verse. Did I leave something out? Want to combine? Make up your own or pick from the others.

Comments

Gabriel | Supernatural | OTA

[messengerofgod]

1+7, perhaps?

[tryingitall]

[They don't have to drive to get anywhere, of course. Anywhere angels want to go, they can go in the blink of an eye. But supposedly getting there is half the fun, and maybe they've watched a few too many buddy roadtrip movies, because somehow they decided driving a great big clunky van across the country would be a good idea.

Presently, they're parked outside a tourist trap ('Jurassic Bark! America's Only Outdoor Dinosaur Museum and Dog Park.') that hasn't opened for the day yet. Dawn is pink in the sky overhead, and Balthazar's been driving for the better part of the night.

They can just see the silhouettes of scale model fiberglass dinosaurs through the trees. Balthazar looks at his big brother and places a hand on his knee.] This may be the most ridiculous thing I've ever done. I'm blaming you.

[It's meant with the utmost of affection.]

always <3

[messengerofgod]

[Thank god Balthazar was driving, because if Gabriel was they'd probably have crashed into a bridge somewhere around Iowa. He's not exactly the best driver, and it doesn't help that the van they're driving around in is about the size of a small house.

Gabriel's still waiting for the place to open, and surprisingly, the passenger's seat is pretty damn comfortable. He's not planning on moving any time soon.]

Come on. You know you're dying to roughhouse with a Rottweiler next to a...

Damn, I don't know any dinosaur names that start with 'r'.

[tryingitall]

[It is a massive damn vehicle, Balthazar has to concede. But he still maintains putting the 'Free Candy' sign on the side was pretty funny for the first 300 miles or so, particularly since Gabriel is notorious for his sweet tooth.

He reaches over to fiddle with the radio, trying to pick up a station that has music rather than news.]

Rhamphorhynchus. [He supplies a name helpfully.]

It was a flying dinosaur. Creepy little bastards. [He's smiling, though. It has been fun, this trip.]

[messengerofgod]

[It certainly attracted a lot of disapproving mothers. Sadly, very few of them were hot enough for Gabriel to hit on.

He uses the lever on the side of the passenger's seat - this van's so old, Gabriel's surprised it has one at all - and clicks it back as far as he can go, practically lying down in the chair.]

How do you even remember that? Dude, that's like, a freakin' tongue twister right there.

[tryingitall]

[That may be all for the best. Balthazar doesn't want to have to compete with an archangel for MILFs. Or with them for an archangel, for that matter.

Balthazar snorts softly at the hideous clanking sound the seat makes as it reclines, then does the same to his seat (clunk). Rolling over on his side, he rests his head on his arm.] Uriel had a thing for them, believe it or not. All the flying dinosaurs. I think I'd rather have the rottweiler, myself.

[In the background, the radio is still on the traffic report. Balthazar abruptly reaches over to brush back Gabriel's hair.] You're all mussed from having the window open. Better comb out your mane before we go inside.

[messengerofgod]

[Gabriel's not going to follow Balthazar's motion - he's too busy lounging in the ridiculously comfortable chair. He crosses his arms over his chest.]

Uriel wasn't the funniest angel in your garrison because of his jokes. He was just a plain old weirdo.

[And cue Gabriel being a little surprised by Balth pushing back his hair. It's not the first time his little brother's done it - the guy always was concerned with appearances, after all - but it's definitely the first in a while. He shakes his head again.]

Why? Girls like the 'just got out of bed' look. It means I'm good in bed.

[Right?


RIGHT?!]

[tryingitall]

I'm afraid I can't argue with that. [Balthazar smirks, but it fades quickly. He and Uriel weren't best friends, but he's always sorry to lose a sibling. Maybe that thought is part of the reason his hand lingers in Gabriel's hair. This one he's lost, but got back.

He rolls his eyes at the comment, though.] All the more reason for me to straighten it out for you. They can't have you.

[It sort of slips out before he's really thought about the implications of what he's saying.]

[messengerofgod]

Why not?

[The fact that his brother's hand is still hanging out in his hair isn't lost on the Archangel. He doesn't mind the pleasant touches, being a hedonist and all, but Balth usually isn't like this.

Something's up...]

[tryingitall]

[He can't read Gabriel's expression. Suspicion? Disapproval? Confusion? There's a brief vibration of panic that runs through his Grace. He may have just said something very wrong indeed.

On the other hand, there's no point in lying to an archangel. Especially Gabriel. He knows all the tricks. He slides his hand to rest on Gabe's shoulder, close to his neck, and smiles weakly.] ...well, because I want you, obviously.

[Obviously! He looks way too awkward about this confession for it to be a joke.]

[messengerofgod]

[Gabriel's not confused, he's more...surprised than anything. He knew his brother was into a lot of stuff, but he'd never have suspected Balthazar was into him. Sometimes, he gets so caught up in things he forgets to notice the signs.]

Me?

Why?

[tryingitall]

[Balthazar, by contrast, has often wondered how Gabriel could not notice the ridiculous crush he's been harboring for him for millennia. A personality as big as the archangel's is impossible not to notice. It fills every room he walks into, at least to Balthazar's eyes.

And it hurt when he went missing, but the joy of finding him again erased any resentment the young angel held over being left behind in an instant. He shakes his head, breaking into an almost silly smile.]

Of course, you. Always you.

You know, the first thing I remember ever hearing after I was created was you. Laughing. No idea what the joke was. It didn't seem to matter. [That's not really an answer as to 'why', but in these cases 'why' doesn't always have an answer, anyway.]

[messengerofgod]

No kidding. I do tend to laugh a lot.

[And that's the part where everything begins to click. All the years, Balthazar following him around like a lost puppy, mimicking his moves, becoming basically a second Trickster for when he needed someone to pick up his slack and ride his ass for being lazy - everything made sense..]

Balth, I...

[He's really speechless. Also, kind of stupidly flattered, and you can probably see it on the archangel's expression.

This is a damn rare moment here. Savor it.]

Hey you. How about some 9 up in here? RC?

[you_have_heart]

[The snow falls gently outside the window. It is that perfect moment right after dawn when the sky is illuminated just enough through the clouds to make the snow perfectly visible against the grey sky.

Loki snuggles deeper into the blankets. Through some strange combination of the weather and the most recent trial of the city he had woken in his Jotun form. He looks over at Gabriel, waiting for the other to wake. He had contemplated running, but when had that ever worked?]

OMFG SABRA

[messengerofgod]

[Gabriel's still busy snoring away under the blanket. The archangel didn't need sleep, and he'd be quick to remind people of it, but God help him if he didn't love doing it regardless.

He feels something behind him move and wriggles backwards into it. It's probably Loki, but he doesn't realize it yet.]

YOU KNOW I LOVE TURNING HIM BLUE

[you_have_heart]

[Loki purses his lips. Maybe he could run and get away with it, but there's no telling how long this might last.

So he stays there, waiting for Gabriel to wake. He almost wants to pull the other closer to him, but is also afraid to.]

I CANT HANDLE YOU BB

[messengerofgod]

[And that's when he wakes up, yawns too-loudly, rolls over, and promptly realizes his not boyfriend at all best friend is blue.

Blue.]

Morning.

[you_have_heart]

[Loki lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding]

Good morning.

[messengerofgod]

[Gabriel notices Loki's tense - he's good with that kind of stuff, and gives the Trickster a peck on the cheek, as if to say 'Relax, man.'

Then, he gestures to all of him.]

So, can I ask, or...?

[you_have_heart]

[He sighs and averts his gaze]

It is likely to do with the recent cold snap and the city's magic. This...this is my true form.

[messengerofgod]

Oh. Oh! Frost Giant. I get it. I was kind of worried for a minute you felt like showing me your Smurf Halloween costume or something.

Trust me, dude, mine's way worse.

[And with that, he buries his face into the crook of Loki's neck.]

[you_have_heart]

Yes, Frost Giant.

[He tenses when Gabriel moves closer.]

I hardly see how that is possible. I am hideous.

[messengerofgod]

Nope, not buying that for a second. You're you, you're just...blue.

[He shrugs and curls himself in closer to Loki, pressing a biting kiss to his neck.]

Skin's no difference to me. I'm equal opportunity, baby.

[you_have_heart]

Do not pretend you cannot feel the difference.

[He can feel the leathery texture of his skin, how much thicker it is than normal. The raised scaring remind him of the sacrifice he once played until Odin came and whisked him away to an empty life of lies and false hope.]

I'm a disgusting monster.

[messengerofgod]

You're immortal, basically, right?

[Gabriel shakes his head against Loki's neck, his hair bristling against it, and has to restrain himself from rolling his eyes. Loki can be a little melodramatic sometimes, he thinks to himself. It's something they both have in common.]

You wanna see a real monster?