The Compulsive Truth Telling Meme.

[yohko]

Dignity? Modesty? Propriety? Being able to keep secrets? These things are someone else's problem now that your character has been somehow given a super dose of truth serum. No matter what they do, they cannot help but tell the truth. They are compelled to do it and, by God, nothing's gonna stop. Nothing can stop them.

How to:

→ Post with your character . . . who has just been dosed with the ultimate magical truth serum, blurting out something they would otherwise lie about or keep secret. Maybe they are in the middle of spouting off an unpopular opinion, an embarrassing personal fact or admitting to a favorite sexual position or partner? Run wild the idea. Just . . .
→ DO NOT LEAVE YOUR COMMENT BLANK. It's your character and their secret.
→ Other characters reply with their reactions. Shenanigans ensue!
→ If confronted with a question, your character MUST answer all of them honestly.
→ Have fun and be excellent to each other.

 

Meme idea taken and modified  from previous memes, notably this one from TLH.

Comments

[broken_arrow]

Had Clint been in charge of packing he would have just stuffed the whole armload in the bag as is, but Natasha decided to waste what little time they had left folding everything. Women. His face lit up at the idea of fucking with Tony, though. It was definitely a worthwhile pastime. “I approve of this plan.” It would drive Tony crazy.

With only the weapons left to grab, Clint took a moment’s pause. It was a bad idea. With so little time remaining, Natasha decided there was still enough to get close and teasing and, Christ she was just not going to make this easy for him. “Oh, it’s gonna be hard,” he agreed, his voice little better than a growl. Grabbing her hips he pulling her against him. “Luckily most people are more likely to be looking at you than me. And I’m sure there are enough that have already guessed I’ve wanted to fuck your brains out for years.”

They could go on thinking whatever they wanted, they didn’t have to know that anything had been acted on.

“You just keep thinking about it and next time we’re alone maybe you can make it a reality.” He leaned in so his forehead touched hers. “Now they’ll be here any minute, so gimme a kiss and let’s make it a good one.” He didn’t wait for affirmation before capturing her lips with his.

[tarblackheart]

Fucking with Tony was probably going to end up with Natasha in hysterics behind closed doors. Mind already racing over scenarios in which they could start planting the seeds in his mind.

Of course the tone of his voice snapped her out her happy little Stark-inspired daydream and had her attention fully back on him, especially when she found herself pressed up against him with his fingers digging into her hips. "For years? I'm a little hurt you never tried it on before now Barton". Of course that may have been a slight white lie, or maybe not.

"There's no maybe about it Barton." She smirked, eyes slipping closed because hell, he was pressed too close and if she didn't close them she wouldn't be able to control herself. His words made her laugh softly, a dark chuckle in the back of her throat that died under his lips, hands winding their way around his neck. Of course Shield would have to call at that particular moment. In half a mind to take her phone and throw it at the nearest wall, instead she pulled back, nipping at his lip for good measure.

"Alright Romeo, let's get out of here yeah?"

[broken_arrow]

For years, yes. It hadn’t started out that way, in the beginning he had just wanted to help her, to banish her demons and train her to use her skills for good, but the more he got to know her, the more she let him in, the harder it was to deny his attraction to her. He told himself it was nothing and that he was nothing special; every straight man with a pulse wanted her, he could never act on it.

Only apparently he could and he had and it had been amazing, and it was only the beginning. So as much as he kicked himself for not going for it sooner, he wouldn’t change anything.

For a long moment he lost himself in the kiss; feeling her, tasting her until there was nothing else, she was everything. Then, of course, the call came in and the moment was gone. He held her just a little longer, breathing her in, before slowly nodding. “If we have to.”

Reluctantly he let her go and moved away to grab his bow and quiver.