Good Girls Go Bad

[funandcutememes]

The Good / Bad Pairing Meme



Attraction is a strange beast. It's hard to pinpoint just why you may want to shag that particular person...or, even worse, why you're in love with them! And can't that be bad enough when the two of you are, but what about when you're completely different? Or maybe you're not even on the side! You're a superhero (or at least on the side of good), he or she's a super villain... How would your relationship pan out if things were like that?

Okay, it may not be as dramatic as that. You two could just be the "good" guy/girl in school, the goody two shoes, who's fallen in love with the "bad" boy/girl, leather jacket and all. Whatever the case may be, things won't be easy.

How To Play
- Comment with your character, putting the standard information somewhere in it. You also may want to specify your preferences or where your character would fall for each set of prompts. Some characters may be different things for each: ie, someone like Dean Winchester would probably be a traditional "bad boy" in the first sit, but a hero in the second.
- Tag others! Feel free to use the RNG. Roll twice. First number chooses the prompt set, second the prompt number.
- Have fun and be respectful to others.

1) Every Good Girl Loves a Bad Boy
1. Summer Lovin', Happened So Fast: One of you is straight laced, while the other walks on the wild side (interpret that as loosely as you'd like). Somehow, though, you've come together.
2. Daddy Don't Approve: Your friends or family don't like your partner.
3. Be My Lover but Don't Be My Friend: You're just in it for the sex.
4. Uptown Girl: There's more than just "good" and "bad" at play, here; there's also class differences.
5. Ashamed to Be Seen: You care about this person, but you're rep's more important.
6. Love 'Em and Leave 'Em: You thought you were important, but your lover's just left you by the wayside for some reason.
7. Against All Odds: Somehow, you're standing up to all the naysayers, and you've lasted.
8. WILDCARD

2) Heroes and Villains
1. Love or Hate at First Sight: Pretty self explanatory. This baddie/good guy is a little different than the rest.
2. Got to Have You: The good party's been kidnapped by the bad, for some reason. Is it love, lust, annoyance? Who knows?
3. Stockholm Syndrome: You're the one who's been kidnapped or hurt, but you're falling in lovelust with your captor.
4. Reverse Stockholm Syndrome: You're the kidnapper, but you're falling in love/lust with your charge.
5. Unrequited Love: One of you cares for the other, but it's not returned.
6. Purification: Through the power of love, the bad guy has been won over and changed affiliations!
7. Corruption: Through the power of lust and manipulation, the good guy has fallen in order to be with the other person.
8. The BatCat Scenario: You've both decided to stay on your own sides, but whenever you meet, there's enough UST to power a small city.
9. Bad End: One or both of you have been killed or hurt by your affair.
10. WILDCARD

Comments

Hermione Granger || Harry Potter || OTA

[brainboxgranger]

[ She would definitely be considered the 'good girl' and the 'hero' respectively. Both F/M and F/F are a-okay. I'm open to cross-canon, cross-medium and assumed cr! I'll also set up the scenario if you prefer, just ask ]

Rey | SW:TFA | OTA

[thesefirststeps]

ooc: Good / Hero.]

Peter Parker | Amazing Spiderman | OTA

[spideyguy]

[CW compliant]

Damon Salvatore | The Vampire Diaries | OTA

[bourbonsoaked]

[raventonbeauty]

[1884.]

The Raventons were known for throwing some of the most glamorous parties in Paris. Exclusive and expensive, hosted by a respectable family, of very old money. The family had been in Paris for over a decade, long enough to be established in society.

At their parties, there would be none of the bohemians and artists who filled the city. Only the respectable, the elite, the powerful.

And amidst this sea of respectability, there was Ashley.

The younger son of the Raventons, and society called him the beauty of the family--almost cruel, since his mother had been a society belle in her day. Ashley outshone her like the sun, and society pretended--half-heartedly--that they didn't notice.

He was untouchable, as he wandered through the rooms of the party. People turned toward him, hoping, parting their lips as if to speak to him, but Ashley paid most of them no notice. Murmurs followed in his wake.

Beautiful, but odd. They say he's mad. A pity, for such a beauty.

He exchanged sweet, charming words with some of his mother's friends, drifted on through the buffet and took away a bowl of cherries and a bottle of champagne, wandering off without shame up the stairs and out onto the relative quiet and privacy of the balcony.

[bourbonsoaked]

Damon was on yet another cycle of benders. It had been twenty years since he'd been turned - twenty years of never aging, drinking human blood to survive. Damon had hated it for quite a while, but as of recently - well, his way of thinking had been changed a little. Who was to say he couldn't have a little bit of fun while he waited for the comet to pass, to release Katherine from her entombment?

Damon grew up a rich plantation son, so fitting in is of no hardship to him at this high class party. He charmed his way in with a brilliant smile and only minimal compulsion, and was now sipping his drink and looking out over the city. He should find a drink more suitable to his own personal tastes soon - which of the beauties here would serve as his meal?

The opportunity presented itself to him quite neatly, Damon turning when he heard footsteps approaching.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

[raventonbeauty]

Ashley startled at finding someone already on the balcony he wanted, and someone who dared to speak to him. He took a step away from the stranger, eyes flicking over him with wary interest.

Handsome, no question of that, and the dim light on the balcony seemed to suit him. Pale skin, dark hair. Tall. Very appealing.

"Yes," Ashley said. He took a seat on one of the benches, tilting his head so that his long red hair spilled over his shoulder. He wasn't ready to share his cherries or champagne, but he watched the stranger with interest while he reached for a single cherry and bit into it. He delicately extracted the pit and tossed it over the balcony, then licked each of his fingertips clean before reaching for another cherry to repeat the process.

[bourbonsoaked]

"I haven't seen a view like this before," Damon continued conversationally. It's become a game, for him; how far can he charm a person without compulsion? It's getting a little boring, when you can have anything you want simply by dilating your eyes and ordering it. Damon has to do something to spice up his life, hence. "Back home, it's rows of tobacco."

The man was eating cherries now, and Damon turned to watch him unapologetically. Twenty years had also taught him that a body was a body, female or not. He's heard the french are more understanding of that than most cultures, so he's wondering if he really won't have to use much compulsion at all.

[raventonbeauty]

"Tobacco?" Ashley asked, head lifting with interest at that. "Are you from the Americas?"

He still thought of it as home, though he hadn't been to Louisiana since he'd been a child. His mother still ranted, now and then, how it wasn't the Louisiana she had known as a child. All that had been ruined, twenty years ago. All that unpleasantness with the war.

Ashley had never known the war, had never known any world but the lonely, neglected mansion in rural Louisiana and the glittering world of Paris.

He watched his companion with more interest as he reached for the champagne, unwinding the wire around the cork and lifting it away, fingers lingering over the fat cork. "Can you open this without spilling it?" he asked.

It might have been a test. But, more importantly, Ashley couldn't open it without spilling it.

Pitch Black | Rise of the Guardians | ota

[boogerman]

[Villain, of course.]

[nippinatyournose]

[Jack was shocked when he found out Pitch had been taken into custody at North's workshop. When had he left his hideout? What battle had he missed?

Apparently it was a case of 'wrong place wrong time,' and Jack just happened to have been away when the fight occurred. He was there now, however, cautiously making his way to the locked room North had outfitted as a temporary cell. Hardly prisoner like conditions in those rooms, with cheerful looking decorations, wallpaper and furniture- all Christmas themed, of course.

That didn't help lessen Jack's apprehension as he approached the room guarded by several Yetis. They unlocked the door to let him through, even as he quickly tried to come up with something intelligent to say.]

...Hi. [The wittiest wit to have ever witted.]

[boogerman]

[How do you confine the Boogeyman to a room longer than five minutes? Spotlights. One in each corner in the room, banishing all shadows, with nothing but a mattress without a bedframe for Pitch to lie on if he wants. No hiding under the bed and whisking himself away this time.]

[There was no need to restrain him. With all the light in the room, he can hardly see, and he's not very strong. He definitely looks like he's seen better days, as he's almost see through and very thin. Likely it wasn't much of a battle, to be honest. He looks like a strong breeze would knock him flat, let alone the Yetis or North... Or Jack.]

Get out! Get out!

[nippinatyournose]

What happened to you?

[He didn't bother to listen to the shouted commands, instead staring at the Nightmare King who had certainly seen much better days. The room itself wasn't so bad as confinement went, but the lights?

Jack understood the need for them, but the setup seemed kind of cruel. Not that he thought Pitch would be any kinder if he caught one of them, but they were supposed to be better.

Maybe there was some sort of misunderstanding. He could help with that, right?]

[boogerman]

Oh, it's Jack Frost. Again.

[Since everything is blinding white and painful to the eyes, he's going purely by voice and deep-rooted fears Jack has. Just Jack, who they hadn't even needed to catch him this time. How shameful.]

Idiot child, what do you think happened? I lost.

2.

[nippy]

[ okay, so he has to admit: this is kind of all his own dumb fault. once Pitch was no longer an immediate threat, the other Guardians mostly just put him out of mind, and Jack... couldn't. some of it can be blamed on the fact that he's never seen anything like that before, a real supervillain effort, and he comes out of it much more nervous than the others; he isn't totally convinced that they should just shrug and never even check up on what Pitch is doing. and some of it, loathe as he is to even let himself think about it, has to do with Antarctica; that Jack thinks back on it much more than he should, the fact that even now Pitch probably knows him better than the Guardians do.

he only meant to sneak into Pitch's lair, see if he was around and what he's been up to by himself down there, and get out without any trouble. and maybe that was a stupid idea to begin with because he didn't tell the others about it, but it's fine. would have been fine. instead — instead, he's way less careful than he should be, Pitch catches him off-guard, and Jack winds up trapped in one of the cages that hang in the lair.

because he refuses to suffer this with dignity, he lays on the floor of the cage with his legs hanging out between the bars, and he just whines. if he's going to be stuck here, he's going to make it miserable for both of them. ]

You're a lousy host. Can't I at least get a magazine?

[ in all honesty, he's pretty fucking terrified. Pitch still scares him, for a lot of reasons. but who would Jack Frost be without his transparent bravado? ]

[boogerman]

If you're a good boy, I might loan you a book.

[He lurks beneath the cage he's stuffed Jack into, amused... and feeling so refreshed by the fear pouring off the boy. The Great Easter Battle left him weaker than he was when he started plotting, honestly. Jack flying in here has been a godsend. He managed to catch Jack, yes, but he's far from up for a battle--he'd lose to Jack just as he did before.]

[Perhaps he's afraid, too. Afraid, weak, forgotten, unseen, hungry and lonely. What else is new?]

You're not so fearless without your friends, I see. Are you going to really tell me why you came down here?

[nippy]

[ it would be easy to just say he was nervous about what Pitch has been up to, but he's going to be difficult. ]

Well, I was in the neighborhood and I thought to myself, wow, you know who I really want to see right now?

[ he tries to shift around, but his staff just clangs against the bars of the cage and he startles, swearing to himself. ugh. at least the Guardians will come looking for him eventually, if he's missing for too long.

—except there's a snap of fear as soon as he tries to comfort himself with that particular thought, because what if they don't? what if they never notice, if they just forget; what if they decide good riddance and take the opportunity to ditch him, or they think he's just being irresponsible and they blame him again and...

okay — he grits his teeth. okay, okay, this is ridiculous and he needs to stop winding himself up, he knows full well that if he lets himself start down that path of insecurities then it'll only get worse. unfortunately there isn't exactly much to distract him from his fear except for Mr. Fear Itself down there, so the silent treatment is out of the question. ]

So what kind of book are we talking about? 'Cause I'm not playing nice just for Twilight or something.

[boogerman]

[Jack should know better. He told Jack the one thing he always knows, the shifting mass of fears inside everyone. Including this someone. What game to play with you, Jack... he can't keep you long, he's sure that the Guardians will come looking and beat him into the dirt again, if he keeps their youngest member locked up.]

[But Jack doesn't need to know that until he decides to open the cage. Not before.]

I don't know, we haven't gotten to know each other that well. What do you like to read?

[nippy]

I don't exactly read much, I'm a theatre kind of person.

[ and too many novels are commentaries on things that he doesn't understand unless he goes out of his way to learn the history they're about. not being a part of the world makes it difficult to follow anything more critical than a young adult novel, and as much as he loves kids and fun, he's more than that.

he hums, trying to remember what he's read other than folktales. a few classics, if he didn't get frustrated with them. ] I liked Catch-22? Maybe only because I actually paid attention to the Cold War, but it was pretty good. So, satire and stuff, I guess.

David | Underworld

[deathdealer_wannabe]

[Somewhat morally gray]

Derek Hale / Teen Wolf

[lurkerwolf]

[More interested in a bad boy scenario cos tbh he has dated enough villains and that never goes down well]

Jack | Mass Effect | ota

[helllion]

[likely bad/villain]

Sarah Manning || Orphan Black || F/M

[cloneororiginal]

[ooc: Likely the bad one....or could be the good one. Open to cross-canon.]

Nico di Angelo | Heroes of Olympus | m/m

[nicodiangelo]

[Could be either based on perspective.]

Steve Rogers ( Marvel AU | HYDRA ) OTA

[novusordo]

( The bad one. )