bakerstreet | you're my candy girl

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[meme] shipping

you're my candy girl

Honey, you don't have to worry about a thing. Somebody's going to take good care of you. Whether that means providing a comfy place to stay and three square meals, showering you with roses and pearls and champagne, or taking you to bed and doing it just the way you like it... or maybe all three? Whatever you need, whatever you want, it's yours tonight. This isn't a transaction: All they want is to make you happy, and all you have to do in return is relax and enjoy it to the full.

Comment with your character and any wishes/preferences, then sit back and let somebody spoil them. Or tag some other character who needs some lovin'.

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Either role!

[ Willing to assume a relationship too! OTA ]

ooc | either role tbh. assumed cr is great.

[ Let her spoil the shit out of you. Or vice versa - she could use some spoilage herself. ]

[if you want a legendary ~~former?~~ villain cooing over you, he's very good at it.]

[ He needs all the "sweet" he can get, despite the grousing he'll do. ]

Edited 2017-12-15 01:34 (UTC)

( either role! )

[definitely the one spoiling]

[ Either role. ]

[The one in dire need of spoiling, but let him return the favor, too! Because he will want to. And will. Up for AUs/Canon divergences, and I can also not reveal spoilers if you'd prefer. Kinks in his journal. I can also age him up (since he's 17) if that's a problem.]

[prob the most frustrating person to try and spoil ever... open to either role but i really love remus getting talked into just enjoying the spoiling for once]

(the one being spoiled)

[ Has Junko spoiled herself? Always. Has Junko ever been spoiled by someone else? Never.

The very idea that someone would do anything but act in the sake of their own life around her aside from Mukuro, god rest her pathetic, ugly soul, was laughable. Okay, she's been bribed, but the junk of other people never really interested her. She loved things that were... unexpected, unheard of, things that got her heart pounding and her head shaking in confusion. There is only one person she can't predict, to the point she might as well call him the Ultimate Unpredictable, but at the same time, they enjoyed plenty of things together you could predict.

Plenty.

She was sitting at home, casually moving screens and hacking a foreign government to spill secrets to another government, for the sake of revealing a disgusting secret about the ruler, with evidence. So clearly, she was bored. Then, loudly: ]

GOSH, I wish my favorite kickboy was here!

[ She points to the door, as if on cue. ]

...

...

...

[ Several moments passed. It was the wrong timing. Her heart skipped a beat. ]

[ He's never been one for romantic gestures - and Junko, in turn, has never been one to ask for them. They have their own chemistry, something altogether unique, and that suits both of them better than pretending to be normal teenagers going through normal couple-type bullshit. Can they be seventeen? Sure, but fucking why would they.

So it might be... a little strange... that Mercury arrives a few minutes late... with a bouquet of roses in his hand. ]

Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a good florist at this time of night?

[ there wasn't one he broke in ]

...

Anyway, these are for you.

[ Wh... wh...

What?! Roses?! The most classically romantic flower you could possibly get? A bouquet? What? He's holding it out to her? What? ]

Ohhhh, I get it. Silly me. They're laced with something, of course! But what? Poison or knockout gas or something that will paralyze me while you drag me off in the back of a trunk so you have time to set up for a romantic evening? How will I know unless I smell them?

[ She takes the flowers and deeply inhales the scent... they're floral, they're normal, they're soft against her cheeks... ]