ᴊᴜɴᴋᴏ ᴇɴᴏsʜɪᴍᴀ (
dispairages) wrote in
bakerstreet2016-06-06 08:13 pm
Gaps, gaps, gaps, everybody!

the AGE GAP meme
INSTRUCTIONS
1. Post with your characters, including what role you'd like your character to play (older/younger) and your preferences (no one under ____, no number 2, roleplay only, etc).
2. Tag around, either choosing options at random or using some kind of RNG.
3. Don't be naughty~. Or do.
OPTIONS
1. All of this is roleplay. You're acting a part.
2. This is real. You're actually living this.
(possible) SCENARIOS
1. PARENT & CHILD: So, have you been bad? You know what happens to bad kids...
2. OLDER SIBLING & YOUNGER SIBLING: If the parents aren't in the picture, someone has to take care of business.
3. OTHER FAMILIAL RELATIONSHIP: Keepin' it in the family.
4. TEACHER & STUDENT: Don't stand, don't stand so, don't stand so close to me...at least not during schools hours.
5. DOCTOR & PATIENT: An apple a day keeps the doctor away, unless you want to play.
6. CUSTOMER & STRIPPER/DANCER/HOOKER: Older people have the money, younger people need the money. Surely something can be worked out.
7. JAILBAIT: One of you better watch out, because this is trouble with a capital T.
8. THE BABYSITTER: ...you've seen the porn. I don't have to describe this.
9. CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURES: If you don't see something you want, make it up.

Kenji * OC * M/f
Erik Lensherr / Magneto * X-Men * M/F
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[OOC: Definitely! How would you like them to meet? (Or feel free to throw a starter at me, and I'll roll with it lol)]
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[OOC: Sounds perfect.]
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Thank you so much for your patience!
no problem.
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Sure!
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Thank you so much for your patience!
Of course!
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Whew! Dang! sorry this is so late!
No worries! Welcome back :)
Vlad Masters | Danny Phantom
Ishida Mitsunari | Sengoku Basara | OTA
peter parker . mcu . m/m
Scott Summers | X-Men | M/M
Peter Hale | Teen Wolf | M/M
Eric Northman | True Blood | M/M
Re: Eric Northman | True Blood | M/M
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Victor Creed | X-Men | M/M
katniss everdeen | the hunger games
jackson healy, the nice guys.
making this up as i go, yep
what she wasn't sure of, was how she felt about that now.
she had been fond of healy from the moment she had met him, but her fondness had grown into something altogether different over the years. she was almost positive that she loved him, and not in a familial way.
she'd had a few dates since starting high school, but nothing she'd consider serious. no one ever made her heart race like being around healy did. but she kept her feelings to herself. the fact that he was significantly older than her didn't bother her, but she knew it would probably bother him. it would definitely bother her father. but healy...he had made a living off of beating up guys who went after young girls. and besides that, she was convinced he saw her like the little kid she'd be when they met. it was and impossible, one-sided infatuation, and it would probably be best if she left it that way.
she really, really wished that it wasn't though.
especially when they had quiet moments together like the one now. they had picked up the habit long ago where they would just sit together and read quietly. her father was out for the night, likely at a bar forgetting the things he needed to forget. he'd gotten better about that, but there were still times. healy used to come on those days because he felt bad about someone so young being home alone, and holly was honestly happy for the company. now though, as she peeked over her worn copy of The Outsiders at him the company left her with more than a few mixed feelings.
she ducked back behind the book, making sure he didn't catch her staring - not realizing she had sighed heavily as she did so. ]
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The irony of the situation wasn't lost on Healy. (Irony — he'd had that on his Word-A-Day calendar once, hadn't he?) He'd fashioned a career out of teaching creeps better, and here he was turning into one of them. Sure, she wasn't as young as she had been when they'd first met, but she was seventeen, for Chrissakes, and it wasn't like he'd stopped getting older after they'd met. There was the rationale that, sure, she could make her own choices, but chalk it up to semi-paternal instinct that that didn't sit quite well with him as an excuse.
But the fact of it all was that she made him a better man. Cheesy as it sounded, it was true. She'd stopped him from killing John Boy, all those years ago, and he could still remember it, the way he could remember that day at the diner. Granted, the impetus to do something good had been a little more direct — he hadn't had Holly to spur him into action as the diner was being robbed — but the feeling of it was the same. Funny how these things worked out.
(Funny, considering both the aforementioned irony, and the way his previous relationship had gone.)
He'd worried, too, that the case might be the end of his involvement with the March family, but circumstances had found a way. He'd stuck around late nights when March hadn't been home, had maintained a sort of back-and-forth with Holly that had grown into something not entirely dependent on his partnership with her father.
Tonight, for instance, March was out and so Healy was in. Glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, he flipped through his own book — a copy of The Long Goodbye — looking up as he heard Holly's sigh. ]
What's up, sweetheart?
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and now he was looking at her with enough concern that her heart clenched up in her chest at the sight of it. she hated making anyone worry, least of all healy who seemed to be looking at her with nothing but concern. she wasn't sure why, but she'd noticed. part of her wondered if somehow he knew, like maybe she hadn't been hiding her feelings as well as she thought. but then the other part of her told herself that she was being paranoid.
she blushed, despite herself, at being caught. her lips tightened as she tried to think of some excuse to give him that wouldn't sound ridiculous. she liked to give healy the truth, but the truth in this case might ruin everything. nothing came to her though. she needed to stall. ]
Oh, just thinking...
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