/muffled make out noises

[simplememes]

SLOPPY MAKE-OUTS MEME!

It doesn't matter why, but you're either in the middle of making out with someone or you're about it. Pretty hot and heavy, too. Who knows how you got there -- that's mostly up to you. All you know is that you're not going to feel satisfied until you're flushed and barely breathing. LOCATIONS: 01. roof: maybe you were given a note, or were dragged up by the person you're currently macking on. either way, you're definitely on the rooftop of some building, away from prying eyes. 02. school/office: you might be at the office, or maybe you just finished your last class for the day; regardless of where you might be, it sure isn't a good place to be making out with someone-- oops. 03. movie theater: the go-to place for most makeouts. sitting in the back or off to the side; just make sure no one catches you! 04. backstage: maybe you won tickets to a concert, perhaps you performed or they did, maybe you even snuck in! but you're backstage somewhere for something, getting hot and heavy in the dark corners. 05. public: out for a walk, having a picnic, maybe you're swimming! but regardless of where you are, it's in public. 06. home: whether you're are at your house, theirs, or someone elses, you're getting down and naughty inside a home of some design. 07. wildcard: re-roll, combine, pick your own, or make one up! DIRECTIONS: • Post a comment with your character. • Reply to other people with your character and go to the RNG to generate a number between 1 and 7. • Match the number to the options above. • Reply to the thread starter and go from there! You can either be in the middle of a make out session or about to start; it's all up to you. • Any rating goes, but no wank, please!

Comments

[formerweapon]

They always say, 'Your first kill is the hardest', those men's faces were just added to the library he's formed in the back of his head and will continue to be haunted by their faces. It gets easier to deal with the longer he does it but that doesn't mean he doesn't have some rush of emotions or a breakdown when he reaches a certain point.

"You sure?" He raises a brow, suspecting she's still in shock, almost not believing that everything was fine. He wouldn't blame her for having some sort of emotional breakdown to what she'd experienced.

"Just a few scrapes and a few bruises. Nothing that won't heal in a day or two." Dialing down the severity of his wounds. Most actually were scrapes and bruises but he didn't tell her about the deep knife slashes that caught him when dodging other hits or the bullet grazes. He's taken a habit of carrying a first aid kit with him when he can, proficient enough with handling his own wounds. Bucky tried not to worry her about himself when he was more worried about her know.

She shouldn't blame herself for any injury that he takes, he already accepted it as a mere part of the job. He turns his body to face her, "You didn't get hit, did you?" he's sure he would have known if she was but with all the enemies attention on him at the time, he wasn't sure if she was really okay.

[tasedagod]

Deflecting his concern should have been easy, second nature to her at this point. Toss out a flippant remark, smile vacantly, and blend into the background until no one bothered to dig too deeply. However, it was clear that she hadn't been convincing enough, a reminder that she wasn't dealing with the easily distracted Jane.

It grew harder to keep her emotions in check. She lowered her gaze, but could still feel his own burning into her. Darcy was typically more on point, but she wasn't used to dealing with trauma. She'd been able to compartmentalize the attacks in New Mexico and London, mostly because they'd been something out of a terrible D&D campaign.

It was much, much more difficult to brush away the deaths of actual human beings, even if they'd wanted her dead.

"Just bruises," she mumbled, feeling the first sting of tears threaten. Angrily, she clenched her fists briefly, nails digging into her palm until the tears disappeared and she could look up at Bucky again, the effort having taken an obvious toll.

"Can't say the same for that computer." A touch of levity, getting her feet back beneath her again, no matter how badly she wanted to collapse into a pathetic puddle. A smile twitched at her lips. "We did good, didn't we?"

[formerweapon]

Darcy would have to get better at lying around him if she didn't want him to pry, he's definitely no Jane to not want to help in some way if he can. He's almost an expect on trying to be supportive, too many years hanging around a punk named Steve.

He can only imagine what whirl of emotions she must be going through right now, the effort to not completely breakdown in front of him was commendable. He just waited for her to open up to him if she needed it. He may be an assassin who seems unfazed by all of this but he still has a heart.

"We did good, you did great." He reached for her arm, offering a comforting circular motion of his thumb. As much as he would like to pull her in for a hug, he didn't want to invade her space if she didn't want him too.

[tasedagod]

Bucky's touch startled her, and it was nearly enough to shatter her. Her breath hitched briefly, and in a moment of weakness, she reached out, drawing him into a hug loose enough for him to break if he was uncomfortable with it.

"Thanks for having my back. Getting killed my first time in the field would have been embarrassing." She peered up at him from beneath her lashes, brows furrowed, gaze scrutinizing as if certain he was hiding serious injuries from her.

It was hard to remember sometimes, even with that metal arm, that Bucky was a super soldier much like Steve Rogers. He was far more durable than she was giving him credit for, but it was easier to focus on him than to become mired in her own misgivings.

Her eyes narrowed.

"Hey, where did you get a lollipop anyway?"

[formerweapon]

He brings her in close, not minding the hug, though he does wince a little when her arm brushes up against one of his wounds. He tries to hide that fact, shifting her arm a little so it doesn't rub up against it.

"I'll always have your back, wouldn't want to break the news to your friends. Pretty sure i'd get smashed into the ground or worse." He chuckles at the last part, even though he hasn't formally met Jane, she sounds like a force you shouldn't mess with.

"Secret assassin stash. Why, you want one?" He wiggles the lollipop stick in his mouth with a playful grin.

[tasedagod]

"Thor has better control of his temper than that." At least, she thought he did. It was difficult to tell sometimes how he would respond when one of his friends or allies was in danger or injured. It was hardly worth considering at the moment since she was in one piece and in no danger of bleeding out on the roof.

She did catch that wince though, and her suspicions gained traction. Bucky was hiding things from her. Which was a stupid revelation because duh, this was Bucky. Every member of the Avengers and their host of allies kept secrets, and none considered confiding in Darcy. Why would they?

She shifted as well, though she kept her body close to his, enjoying the companionship.

"Yes." Darcy widened her eyes and pouted, looking for all the world like a little lost waif who just needed a simple lollipop to make the world bright and cheerful again.

[formerweapon]

"Haven't had the pleasure of meeting him yet, ya'know, with his whole Asgard duties and all." Which wasn't really a lie, he's only heard of him through the other Avengers and read his file that Tony had from when S.H.I.E.L.D was still around.

He's not purposely hiding it from her with the intention that he couldn't confide in her. Buck's just used to dealing with his injuries on his own, it's a habit that he really needs to break. He liked the warmth of her, missing the comforting feeling a hug held.

He's not surprised that she'd want a lollipop so he fishes one out of his hoodie pocket. Gently waving it around between his fingers, he found her pouting kind of adorable. "Come get it." He smiled, lifting his hand up and out of reach, looking for a way to distract her from any lingering thoughts from the mission with a bit of fun.