Bodyguard;

[priderock]

the bodyguard shipping meme You're a pop star, or a royal, or maybe even the last of your kind who will bring about the Earth's redemption. Whatever the case may be, you're in a position that may be a bit dicey if you attract the wrong kind of attention. And you're a bodyguard, a soldier, a knight - a protector. Somehow, you've been roped into protecting this person. You'll be rewarded, of course. The work may be cut out for you, but just do your job, keep your head down, and it'll go smooth. Except for when the two of you break the bounds of professionalism and feelings begin to flourish. Being in such close quarters may get you to see the other in a different light, and saving someone's life just may be the ultimate form of intimacy. Could this be the real danger? To feel so strongly for the one you've sworn to protect...are you compromised? How to Play 1. Comment with your character and preferences, being sure to put if you want to play the guard, the guarded, or either. Also, you may want to put if you prefer fluffy, angsty, or smutty interaction - or have no preference. 2. Comment to others. 3. There are no prompts, because there are so many potential options there could be a hundred. Feel free to play anything: the beginnings of the relationship, just meeting, getting used to each other/not getting along at first, the obligatory first time, a threat on the protected's life and how their protector responds, how the feelings between the two has changed the protection, etc. Your only limit is you.

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Mary Crawley | Downton Abbey | M/F

[thequitecontrary]

Bodhi Rook | Star Wars | OTA

[onlyeverdoubted]

Kat | Devil May Cry | M/F

[mediumhoodie]

Agent South Dakota | Red vs Blue | OTA

[whosthemonsternow]

Jesse McCree | Overwatch | OTA

[almightythirst]

[ Probably the bodyguard, but I'm flexible. ]

Esther Moreau | OC | OTA

[57times]

[ Open to platonic/gen CR as well as shipping - assumed CR and the patience of a saint would be needed for the latter. Either role works! ]

Yuna | FFX | OTA

[ingoodfayth]

[ Guarded ]

John Grimm • Doom • ota

[survivedmars]

[ the guard/protector. ]

Scrooge McDuck | Ducktales 2017

[richestduck]

((OOC: Most likely the one being guarded though I pity the fool who gets stuck with the guardian position. No smut, please. I ship both Scrooge/Goldie and Scrooge/Beakley but I'm open to other potential ships as well.))

mananan | h&h roman company | m/m

[fallenfor]

[ either position. he's an angel, so i'm more than happy to au him into being a guardian angel who can do more than just watch over someone. ]

Aerith Gainsborough | Final Fantasy VII

[bsora]

[ She probably convinced them to be her bodyguard in exchange for a nice date afterward. ]

[jenovaslegacy]

[Because I have a very weird sense of humor? X3]

[bsora]

[ Sounds good to me! ]

Dr Angela ' Mercy' Ziegler | Overwatch | OTA

[watching_over_you]

*Probably the one needing protecting.*

(( OOC ))

[toxic_tsarina]

(( Would you like to play with an AU Black Widow or AU Echo @ errant_erratic_echo? Echo has Star Wars verse ideas thrown up on her journal; Widow is easily worked in. I have Discord, if you'd rather hatch plot bunnies via that. ^_^ ))

[jenovaslegacy]

[ooc: I keep trying to think of a canon point where this would be possible but I'm having a little trouble. XD Here's my "tie the canon in knots to make an AU" attempt. If you have any ideas you like better I'd be happy to hear them!]


Sephiroth sighed quietly to himself as the plate gave way under his feet and sent him plummeting into the slums below. Being recalled to Midgar to deal with domestic terrorists wasn't the best strategic use of Sephiroth's abilities, in his opinion. It was very likely political, a flashy show of force on ShinRa's part to have their famous general roaming the streets of the capital city. Perhaps it was meant to terrify the bombers into backing off, perhaps it was meant to instill a feeling of safety in the civilian population. Maybe Hojo had demanded he return to provide more tissue samples. Likely all of the above, but the Corporation's inability to stabilize the city's infrastructure was doing them no favors in terms of restoring people's confidence.

Landing gently on his feet with his usual eerie physics-defying agility, Sephiroth's plans for returning to the upper plate were suddenly put on hold. Expecting dark dinginess, he had somehow found himself in a strangely peaceful place with sunlight streaming in from far above. Enchanted by the sight and scent of fresh flowers growing out of the marble floor at his feet, Sephiroth was oblivious to the sound of someone approaching him from behind. He crouched down and slowly reached out a gloved hand in the direction of a white lily, half expecting the entire garden to disappear at even the most delicate touch.

jeanne, bayonetta 2.

[scoffs]

[ re-voicetesting. likely the bodyguard, but she's not above getting someone to guard her instead. gen scenarios always a-okay as well. ]

[bsora]

[ Maybe he didn't actually go off the deep end and is a guest party member (sorta) until later? We can play it by ear and see how it goes! ]

Visitors to the old church in the slums were rare as it was, so the sight of a man dressed head to toe in black and with an intimidating sword was enough to make a girl wary. The feeling was only further amplified by what she could only call a "feeling" radiating off of him. While it wasn't outright malevolent, it was definitely powerful and gave off a sense of danger that put the back of her hair on end. It wasn't too far off from the feeling she got when other Shinra personnel were nearby.

That feeling of danger is exactly why she makes an effort to close the door behind her as loud as she can. The old wood creaks and groans when it moves anyway, so making as much of a clatter as she can would at least let him know she's there while she's still out of reach of that sword. She adopts a smile as well, as it never hurts to look harmless to someone who you can't tell might do you harm or not.

"This place doesn't get visitors in here all that much."

[jenovaslegacy]

[Hmm... Good luck to us, figuring it out! X3]

Detecting the intruder (wasn't he the intruder?) by something like a sixth sense, Sephiroth withdrew his hand from the flowers and slowly stood up. It seemed that he wasn't going to be testing the illusion after all. He turned to face the woman in pink, green eyes blinking with a sort of gentle curiosity that was strangely out of place in someone so dangerous.

"What manner of place is this?"

[bsora]

Well, the longer she stood there looking at him, the more convinced she was that maybe he might not do anything suspicious or mean-spirited. If he was going to, he'd have done it already! The sword is still a bit much though, and even as she holds her hands on her hips and cocks her head to the side a bit in a more relaxed gesture, she keeps the weapon in her sight as much as she can.

"A church. People come here to pray or just get away to a nice, quiet place," she explained. "Good place to think, and all that."

[jenovaslegacy]

If this was meant to be a place of prayer, where was the shrine to the gods or the ancestors? What of the incense and offerings? Prayer must be very different here than in Wutai.

"I have never seen its like." Sephiroth looked down at the flowers under his feet. "Or imagined that such a place could exist. Is it prayer that causes plants to grow in solid marble?

[bsora]

Aerith shrugs, glancing to the side some, then the smile slips back onto her lips as she takes an easy pace to walk past him. She keeps her hands folded neatly behind her back as she nears the lilybed.

"No, just dirt under the floor boards. I'm not really sure why they grow in this spot. I just came in one day and..." She gestures her hands toward the patch itself with both hands. "They were here."

[jenovaslegacy]

There had to be something odd about the flowers whether she realized it or not. They felt strange, as if they were brushing against Sephiroth's senses like a faint electrical charge, or a cool breeze where there couldn't be one, and the feeling was getting stronger.

When Sephiroth looked up he finally realized that it wasn't the flowers. It was her. The mako in his blood was resonating with her as it sometimes did with natural crystal deposits before they were refined into materia. It couldn't be because she was carrying materia, once it was processed it felt like any other inanimate object.

Practically mesmerized now, the General felt as if he were looking up at her even though he was almost a foot taller. "Who are you?" Or what was she?

[bsora]

Something about the way his gaze fell on her made her wonder if that was what he really wanted to ask. She decided to give a simple answer for now, as she lacked any wittier reply.

"Aerith." Her smile stayed in place, and she even leaned toward him a bit in the hopes a friendlier attitude might ease whatever wariness he might be feeling. "So what's yours?"

[jenovaslegacy]

"Sephiroth." The reply was automatic, though he was seldom asked that question. Strangers the world over recognized him on sight. Even those who didn't were often too intimidated to speak to him at all.

He almost followed that up, belatedly, by stating his rank and corporate affiliation. It seemed like the right formal way to answer the question but did it really make sense when introducing himself to a civilian within the walls of the capital city itself?

"Are you an angel?" The question was out of the General's mouth before he stopped to think about it. This did seem a little like some version of the Promised Land.

[bsora]

She nodded to the name. Something about it seemed familiar, but not overly so. She must've heard it somewhere before; maybe Mom would know? However, what he said next threw her for a loop, and hopefully he could forgive her for laughing. She wasn't outright busting a gut at him directly, but she couldn't help herself and held a hand over her mouth to try and stifle her giggles.

"Sorry...I just...you didn't seem the type to throw pick-up lines like that."

[jenovaslegacy]

Maybe he could forgive her, but right now Sephiroth was pouting instead. A pick-up line? He was quite serious. So he didn't have the opportunity to learn about the world while growing up ShinRa's labs. Now that he had reached physical maturity no one wanted to answer his questions.

"I've met my fair share of demons. Is so it unreasonable to imagine that angels might exist too?"

[bsora]

"I suppose not. The timing was pretty perfect though."

Even if it was a bad idea, she couldn't help giggling. Something about someone who cut so imposing a figure pouting like that tickled her. It was almost cute, if you could apply such a word to him at all.

"So what brings you to this lonely section of the slums?"

[jenovaslegacy]

No matter how pouty he got from teasing, Sephiroth found it impossible to stay cranky around her. She was an angel whether she realized it or not, he decided. He started smiling at the musical sound of her giggling and looked away, almost bashful in its subtle awkwardness.

"I was patrolling on the upper plate." He looked up. "But I don't remember breaking through the roof."

[bsora]

That simple statement had her tilting her head, and she hummed to herself as she mulled over the thought. He was patrolling all the way up on the plate? He's here now, but...maybe he hit his head a lot harder than he thought. Mysterious.

"So you just appeared like magic, then?" She shrugged, and rather than stay perplexed, she instead went straight into joking about it all. "Perhaps you're the angel, just suddenly appearing from the sky like that."

[jenovaslegacy]

The Demon of Wutai, an angel? Sephiroth shrugged. "No one has ever accused me of that before."

Something in the complicated interwoven mesh of sounds around them pulled at the General's attention. Those weren't the footsteps of someone passing by or loitering outside the building. They weren't made by someone wearing normal footwear, either. Where had he heard that sound before?

Sephiroth turned his head to face the door, waiting to find out if the faint sound would move on or approach.