the shippy/smutty bodyguard meme

[repost]

the bodyguard meme

never let her out of your sight. never let your guard down.

You're a pop star, or a royal, or maybe even the last of your kind who will bring about the Earth's redemption. Whatever the case may be, you're in a position that may be a bit dicey if you attract the wrong kind of attention. And you're a bodyguard, a soldier, a knight - a protector. Somehow, you've been roped into protecting this person. You'll be rewarded, of course. The work may be cut out for you, but just do your job, keep your head down, and it'll go smooth. Except for when the two of you break the bounds of professionalism and feelings begin to flourish. Being in such close quarters may get you to see the other in a different light, and saving someone's life just may be the ultimate form of intimacy. Could this be the real danger? To feel so strongly for the one you've sworn to protect...are you compromised? How to Play 1. Comment with your character and preferences, being sure to put if you want to play the guard, the guarded, or either. Also, you may want to put if you prefer fluffy, angsty, or smutty interaction - or have no preference. 2. Comment to others. 3. There are no prompts, because there are so many potential options there could be a hundred. Feel free to play anything: the beginnings of the relationship, just meeting, getting used to each other/not getting along at first, the obligatory first time, a threat on the protected's life and how their protector responds, how the feelings between the two has changed the protection, etc. Your only limit is you.

never fall in love.

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[wintershepherd]

[ He was saved from having to find something else to say in the moment when something inaudible catches his attention and he half-turns, blue eyes scanning outside the window he'd entered through. After a moment he crosses the kitchen and presses it closed with the flat of his hand; it seems to resist a little, like something that even he can't see is pushing back from the other side before it clicks shut.

His mouth puckers in a slight, perplexed frown before he turns back to her. ]

Something going on around here, Gingersnap?

[parallels]

[There's an inhale from Clara and she instinctively scoots away from the window in her chair, her arms wrapping around herself in a protective hug. Her breath comes in quick and sharp, only calming once the window clicks shut though her body remains tense and agitated.]

You felt it, didn't you?

[wintershepherd]

[ Jack glanced back once more at the window but it seemed completely normal, the curtains hanging limp and straight without the breeze to stir them. His expression softens when he sees how she's hunched in on herself and he approaches, setting aside the long hooked staff so that it leaned against the counter. ]

Yeah, I did. Is that why you Called? Are you all right?

[parallels]

I didn't-

[She grits her teeth as she struggles to figure out what to say.]

I'm alright. I didn't call for my sake. I can handle myself.

[She slowly raises herself out of the kitchen chair and rests her hand on her abdomen. It's soft and rounded around the child that is unmistakably inside of her. She's petite and clearly early enough along that she's only just begun to show. Her fingers clench around the fabric of her dress covering her gently protruding stomach.]

I called for his sake.

[wintershepherd]

[ Eyes fit to pop right out his head, he gapes a bit before: ]

Clara, you're--

[ Smooth, Jack. It's not like she doesn't already know. So he swallows the rest of his sentence and tries again with actual thought behind it this time. ]

You really did grow up. I'll help you-- help both of you, okay? Tell me everything you know.

[parallels]

[She laughs a little at the comment. She has grown up, despite how people treat her now that she's with child. Like a young girl who doesn't know what she's gotten into. She doesn't mind the stares and the comments anymore.]

It really has been a long time, hasn't it. [She sniffles and eases herself back into a chair, trying to fight the exhaustion that seems to come with being pregnant.] It's... I don't know what it is. Like something's following me. Something bad. But it tries to stay hidden, I think most people don't notice it or can't. But I can.

[wintershepherd]

Most likely they can't, the way they can't sense spirits. But I don't think this is a spirit, not the same way that I am.

[ He leaned on the counter, watching her, silently noting the strain with which she sat. ]

Do you feel it when you're around other people too, or only when you're alone? When did it start?

[parallels]

I don't either. I think it's something else. Something alien.

[She swallows and blows her nose, thinking back to when it started.]

I feel it when others are around. Worse when I'm alone. Started about... five months ago. When I first got pregnant.

[wintershepherd]

[ That was definitely not a good sign, though Jack carefully kept all traces of it from his expression and nodded instead, letting her know that details were the aim here. ]

And does it happen everywhere? Obviously it happens here at home...

[ He glances back at the window, but senses nothing further from it. ]

Anywhere you noticed you don't feel it at all?

[parallels]

[She runs her hand over her stomach thoughtfully before wincing a little as the baby shifted inside her. Pregnancy handn't been easy on her. She'd spent the first few months sick nearly all the time, vomting and sniffling. Now, she'd improved slightly but still felt miserable often enough. And now this.]

It's less in my bedroom. And where I work, Coal Hill School.

[wintershepherd]

[ Jack nodded, filing the information away to ponder on later. Something with familiarity? Other children? He didn't have enough information to make that call either way yet. He pushes off his lean and comes over to where she's sitting, placing a cold hand on her shoulder and squeezing briefly before letting go. ]

It'll be fine, Clara. I won't let anything happen to you. I'm going to take a quick fly around and clear the area, but I'll be back shortly, 'kay?

[parallels]

I know it will.

I'll be waiting.

[She gives him a tired smile and brushes her fingers against his hand. She trusts him to help. Or if he can't, she'll get through. She always does.]

[wintershepherd]

[ He leaves via the door this time, pulling it shut behind him and leaving a small zephyr on the step with instructions to guard. Then he took to the air again, flying slowly in widening circles with her house as the epicenter, senses both physical and not as fully extended as he could make them. Another small wind was called up, slipsteaming into the air current with him. ]

Go ask around and see if there's anyone in the area who might know what's going on.

[ Even though who or whatever was doing this might not be a spirit, Jack had been able to sense the disturbance immediately. If there were local spirits here, they might be able to give him more information. That done, he completed his circuit of the area before returning to the house and knocked before entering again. ]

[parallels]

[Clara shuffles over and opens the door quickly before shutting it. Don't want to bring any extra attention to herself. She's already the "young, unmarried, pregnant teacher" and doesn't need to add "crazy" to that list.]

Find anything?

[wintershepherd]

Not right now, but I've got a few breezes out to track down anyone local. Any spirits, I mean... other spirits. I don't spend as much time here, mostly just pass through with the season. Some of them can be territorial, don't like new guys like me hanging around on their turf. And the last thing I want to get challenged to is a round of Titles right now.

[ And that was Clara's impromptu lesson in spirit politics! He eyes her. ]

How, um. You know... far.

[ He kind of awkwardly gestures toward her stomach. Jack Frost was not well versed in asking pregnant women about baby questions, it was very evident. ]

[parallels]

[She blinks and then just nods.]

Right. No challenging. No more spirits knocking on my doors. Definitely could live with out that.

[And another blink and then a grin. He's really cute. Like one of her awkward teenage students. He used to seem so mature and cool. She sniffles and rubs at her stomach. She's only gained about fifteen pounds after being so sick her first few months on top of her petite stature.]

About five months. Little more than halfway there. Thank god.

[wintershepherd]

Titles are a thing, I'll tell you about it some time. But if you ever need to buy a few minutes in an emergency, just demand that they identify themselves properly and don't take no for an answer.

[ He's a little grateful she doesn't needle him for his lack of coherency. And excuse her, he is still cool!! Sometimes. ]

So you... live here by yourself?

[parallels]

Well. It's not like I've ever taken "no" for an answer.

[She grins at him, through it becomes thinner as he mentions her living situation.]

Just me and the little guy.

[wintershepherd]

[ Jack tilts his head just slightly, his sharp blue eyes softening. ]

I didn't mean anything by the question, I swear. I'm hardly anyone to make assumptions, Clara. It's just that I left a zephyr on the doorstep and if there was someone else coming in tonight, I didn't want them to end up in the tree around the corner.

[parallels]

[Clara laughs a little and shakes her head.]

I've been asked that question far too many times to be offended by it. Especially not from you.

[wintershepherd]

Is there...

[ He gestures ineffectually around the house. ]

Anything I can help with?

[parallels]

You've actually caught me on a good day. No sick to clean up off the floor.

[A pause.]

For now anyway.

[wintershepherd]

Gonna take more than that to scare me off, Gingersnap.

It's late though... it looks like you could use probably use some sleep.

[parallels]

Hmm.

Welcome to pregnancy. I'm always tired. Fell asleep at my desk once and a student had to prod me awake.

[But she's standing and heading towards her bedroom like a good girl.]