Gaps and gaps and gaps and gaps

[dispairages]

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.

Comments

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[deusexhormones]

[ Seeking the extraordinary, rejecting the mundane, and trying to live an interesting life. Those three things were the ethos - the creed and calling that the young man lived by. Anything to meet those standards was fair game, and in fact, as the world got smaller in part due to getting wider, he couldn't help but feel even more stifled by the fact that he wasn't the one living the interesting life.

... So what's a young man to do?

Well I mean, he actually had an ... okay moral code all things considered, but he did also have a deep desire to flirt with the unknown, perhaps even literally. So in finding a ritual supposedly used to summon a spirit of the past, bring that spirit in the world, and have it at your beck and call? You better believe he was willing to let out some of his own blood, practice drawing a circle in some of that mixed with other arcane elements, and say a chant he had looked up.

... The chant wasn't perfect. There wasn't a catalyst. Honestly, there wasn't even really a need for this other than his whims. But the young man, regardless, finishes with a dramatic flair, calling out to this circle he had made in the middle of his apartment's living room, pushing all the other furniture aside: ]

Come forth, and let us see your power, Balancer of the Scales!

[ . . . Like I said, close enough. ]

[jumpyourbones]

[Nothing happens.

After a moment, nothing stops happening; there's a loud crash somewhere else in Haruki's apartment. Let's say his bedroom... for the sake of expediency. When he finds the source of the noise, the room he opens the door to is a ruin. It looks like a tornado blew through; the only thing that looks undisturbed is the small, pale woman with horns on her head, laying back on the remains of his bed (it sags in the middle, something obviously smashed the frame) like she owns it. Well, her demeanor doesn't look like it was part of this disaster, anyway; her kimono is hanging halfway off, revealing quite a bit of her body, considering the not at all ridiculous armored underwear look she's wearing under it. So, that's a first impression.]

Good evening, Master! I am Shuten-douji, but you may call me Assassin.

[She pours herself a cup of sake as he speaks. Haruki presumably didn't have a booze stockpile in his bedroom, so apparently she just comes with her own on summoning? Never leave home without it.]

I hope it does not hurt your feelings if I ask: is this your first summoning? Fufu, there's no harm done, but it seems a few details may have gone awry.

[deusexhormones]

[ He does not, alas. Poor non-existent booze stash. Still, he's coming off the fact that he was irritated nothing happened and honestly was ready to check the circle and his phone again right up until she's... there.

Or well the crash is there and he heads to the bedroom to see-

this sight and- He did it. ]

Yeah-- I mean yes, it is! There's no problem with that, I'm sure!

[ Shuten-douji. Assassin? Oh well who cares, he's sort of hesitantly taking step and the another one closer to her, as if fearing that she might vanish at any moment. If he's getting command seals on his body, he's yet to notice, so enraptured is he with someone new and strange being there. ]

[jumpyourbones]

Such a keen youngster! There's no need to fear. I will mostly be doing as I please, but even as an infamous anti-hero, I could never eat my cute Master.

[Not literally, anyway. Shuten tips her head back and downs the entire cup she just poured, making no move to get up. She answered his summons for the same reason she appears in actual Holy Grail Wars: she, too, is easily bored. Her only wish is to experience all the drinking, fighting, and sex the modern era has to offer. She's got her own drinks for now and her Master doesn't seem like the fighting type, though, so... she'll see how long it takes her to make this happen.]

May I have the pleasure of knowing your name? And why you summoned me, I suppose. It's strange, I do not sense the Grail's involvement in this.

[deusexhormones]

[ The grail?

What's the grail - like the holy grail? Is Jesus involved here?

But no, okay, focus, focus, focus!!

... Cute? ]

Suzumiya Haruki.

[ He says, and then bows a little as if this were some polite introduction, oops. ]

[jumpyourbones]

Suzumiya...

[Shuten visibly pauses. Does that name sound familiar? There aren't a lot of humans Shuten has met who she found particularly memorable, but... yes, there was one. How did she forget that year or so? The presumptuous man had tricked her into swearing not to drink until the child was born, but at least he hadn't expected her to raise it.

...Well. That would assuming his family hasn't changed their name in, oh, who knows. A thousand years? Twelve hundred? The odds are remote, although it would go some way towards explaining how a boy who's clearly not a proper mage could have summoned her... But perhaps more importantly, she doesn't really care all that much.]

Fufu, you seem so confused, Master. Don't worry, it doesn't matter why I was summoned. I will protect you, and when my protection is not necessary I will do as I please. Is that alright?

[deusexhormones]

[ Finally, his politeness and surprise are over-ridden all at once. "so as she pleases," and at that he stands from his bow. Protect him? (awesome) but perhaps more important than that is... The tall young man (just shy of six foot) bounds over to her with every intention of planting his hands on either of her shoulders. ]

No, that's not good at all! [ . . . Because, and here's the rub: ] Because protections all in fine, but the main point here was to lead an interesting life! If you're just going to do whatever, I'm going to do whatever with you!

[ She's his ticket to that interesting life.

... And he's also apparently very presumptuous ]

[jumpyourbones]

[Shuten laughs out loud. Well, not that loud--it's the same soft, tipsy giggle she's let out a few times already, but more open and prolonged.]

Oh, how bold, how dashing! You summoned a demon because your life was not eventful enough? How wisely you chose, my Master. I, too, am mostly interested in indulging myself, but I would be deeply honored if you would... join me?

[She makes a beckoning gesture. From her spot on the bed. If he didn't realize how much she's prepared to read into "do whatever with you," she won't beat around the bush about making it clear.]

[deusexhormones]

[ He blinks once, mildly uncomprehending at her suggestion, but then there's everything about her which does definitely imply something or another? And so caught between those he does, indeed, get up onto the bed next to her, sitting sort of seiza on here. It's ... well, the bed isn't in the bed shape, given the frame snapped and there's an indentation in the middle? and then the winds of the summoning had blown everything else astray in the room.

Still, as if fearing that she might vanish she does reach out and make to grab her shoulders again.

Her kimono is really loose? ]

Yeah, that's the idea! So I can get an interesting life!

[jumpyourbones]

[She tosses her empty cup away, to clatter onto the rest of the mess, and sits up lazily to lay her hand over his as he touches her shoulder, then trace up his arm, getting a better sense for his build, before finally coming to caress his cheek.]

Am I not already delivering? How interesting, that you are the only living man to touch the soft skin of an oni. To feel my warmth...

[She leans in closer, face inches from his own, resting her other hand on his chest. Still basically feeling him up, but she can feel his heartbeat too, and that should be nice for both of them.]

Of course, I can make things so much more interesting for you, boy...

[deusexhormones]

[ Oh. Oh she- oh...

That makes sense, doesn't it? His cheeks color a little, his eyes wider as he looks into her eyes, seeing the change in them, the horns on her head, the shape and layout of her body... She had said to call her an Assassin (he's not sure why) but she was Shuten-Douji, right? That name is familiar, and to have her say she was an on only cinches it.

This is something amazing before him, even before everything else. He swallows, and Haruki hesitates a moment before- ]

I'm just making sure it's clear you're not allowed to just run off.

[ Or something. . . . But. ]

Your skin is warm.

[ Honestly, it's warmer than he would have expected, her body heat... ]

[jumpyourbones]

Oh? You are my Master, you know. Even if I idly wander, I will always return to your side before long.

[Rather than respond to his comment on her body, she just presses it even closer. Her head rests on his shoulder, and she traces ticklish patterns on his chest with one finger while letting him feel her hot breath on his throat.]

Unless, perhaps... even that is unacceptable? Would you bind me to you, dear Master? Do you intend to collar me, and hold my leash tight?

[Another giggle, punctuated by a kiss at his cheek so brief and dainty he can't really be sure her lips touched him at all. She wouldn't actually let him do that, at least not without turning it around on him in a big way, but a girl's got to have her innuendos.]

[deusexhormones]

W-well, if I have to, then I will! But if there's no need for it, then I won't!

[ That he manages to sound resolute - if petulant- under this conditions probably says something about his mental fortitude. ... Or maybe he's just bullheaded, that's actually more likely. Either way, he shoots this out and ... well. He's not quite sure how he should be responding here other than to shift his legs to a somewhat more comfortable position while he's draping on him.

Maybe his hands should go around her...?

Either way, they fall more to her waist, to make this position easier, but he's not- mmm. Damn that innuendo. ]