The Intimacy Meme

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The Intimacy Meme

(Shamelessly taken from... all the rest and modified!)

Intimacy is the glue of any relationship, albeit romantic or friendship. It's getting to the root of humanity, and expanding upon ourselves and letting others in.

Rules:
1. Post with your character.
2. Go to rng and roll from 1-6.
3. Post to others.
4. Profit

Scenes:
1. First Kiss. Maybe you've been harboring feelings or maybe this is random. But it feels good to be that close to someone.

2. Love Confession. You have been head over heels for this person and now it's time to try and get close to them.

3. Secrets. You've been hiding yourself from someone and now it's time to stop. They need to know the real you.

4. First Time. First time you have sex is always nerve racking, but it's in these moments that you show how much you truly care about someone.

5. Shower. Perhaps you've been together for awhile. Maybe you've told each other everything. Maybe you're just dirty and need to get cleaned up. But letting the water flow between two people is still pretty intimate.

6. Post-Coital Bed. Do you feel talkative after sex? Want to ponder the meaning of life / if you guys are more than a one-night stand? Better to do it after the deed probably.. at least your partner will be in a good mood?

7. Road Trip. Good for that bonding experiance you never had! Bad diner food and weird landmarks you never knew you wanted to see! Will it bring you closer to your friend / lover?

8. Drunk. Are you the happy or sad kind? Clingy, or flighty? Maybe you just need a hug, to snuggle close.. to whoever's around at the time!

9. Winter. What could be a better time to curl up with a book, or exchange soft words in the glow of the fire? Hot chocolate time!

10. Free verse. Did I leave something out? Want to combine? Make up your own or pick from the others.

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eee, hello! :D

[askthemoon]

[He's not really awake yet, but Remus is a fairly light sleeper, even on the day after the full moon. At least when he isn't being knocked out by Madame Pomfrey's potions, but as he'd still been asleep after the last round of sleeping potions were supposed to wear off, he hadn't had more forced on him. The healing ones will come around again in a couple of hours, but as long as he's resting, he doesn't get sleeping potions poured down his throat as often as he once did. Probably because he hasn't been tearing into himself as much lately.

He starts out of his doze when he hears Sirius call him, blinking fuzzily at him for a moment before the words sink in. He offers a tired smile, and a nod that only makes him wince slightly.] Yes, of course. Morning, Sirius.

[Morning. Afternoon. He doesn't actually know how late it's gotten, come to think of it.]

7

[wealldosillythings]

"So....you're sure this is all right? Me tagging along like this? I can chip in for gasoline and the like, honest!" Despite being already three hours into their road trip, their ultimate goal retrieving a stranded John and Sherlock from a wacky 24/7 diner several towns over, Molly still felt like she was being a burden to Greg.

Molly Hooper || Sherlock

[wealldosillythings]

[armed_dropout]

Dean took the option and faked shock. "What kinda guy do you think I am? Never kiss on the first date!"



((could be a disgruntled client, proving that without the soul he's just as bad as any other vampire. That or W&H figured out what he did and that's their warning))

[imakemyway]

[She can't help a small smile quirking up the corner of her mouth at that name. The habitual formality, even when she's lying undressed in bed next to him, is oddly endearing.

There's a lot about Sebastian that she probably shouldn't find as endearing as she does, though. It was a bad idea to start things in the first place, so long ago, and it's been a bad idea to follow him -- lead him? Really, it's hard to tell on this one who's following and who's leading -- into life as a criminal overlord.

But he's always such an enjoyable bad idea.]

Well, I suppose that makes sense. It was quite the upset. [She leans forward, pressing a soft, quick kiss against his mouth.]

[hartandsouled]

The mood in the area lightened dramatically when Dean responded. "You look exactly like the type of guy who'll try to hit third base with the first date," Lindsey answered with a smirk as he got into the car.


(( Not likely W&H since the only reason he has his soul is his contract with them. When soulless, he'd be freed of their contract, they wouldn't want that. A client who wants to prove a point would be nice... or thinking they're helping Lindsey. ))

[armed_dropout]

"How dare you sir!". He got in the car, trying to ignore the way he wouldn't stop bouncing his leg.

((ooo yeah, can see what he wants and thinks being soulless will give it to him))

[hartandsouled]

Before starting up the engine, Lindsey reached across and placed a hand over that bouncing leg. Even if Dean was trying to hide it, he could hear the way it impacted on the car floor. "You're lucky I'm a gentleman."



(( Poor souled Linds... he's trying so hard, but it seems like it's a three step forward, two step back process. He'd be hit so hard when W&H slams his soul back in and reenacts his contract. ))

[armed_dropout]

Dean froze when Lindsey touched his leg, not bothering to comment on his little joke. Once the car started he awkwardly looked out the window and kept his mouth shut.

[hartandsouled]

Lindsey didn't push though, but merely noted the tensing of the muscles under his touch. At the same time, Dean's bouncing seemed to have also stopped. Withdrawing his hand back, he concentrated on driving the rest of the way in silence.

In no time at all, he turned into the underground parking for the firm and parked the car. "If I bit you here, will you be able to make your way up?"

[armed_dropout]

Dean didn't seemed remotely surprised by the question, he knew he wasn't fooling anybody. "If you bite me? Probably. If you drain me at all ill probably pass out in your car and drool on your nice leather seats.". Back in the day he would have said he'd be fine even if he knew he wouldn't be...especially if he knew he wouldn't be but he guessed being here changed him a little. Why lie if it would only lead to falling asleep in the elevator.

[hartandsouled]

Laid out openly like that, Lindsey found his mouth watering a bit at the prospect of draining Dean of anything. It had been a while after all, and he held back this whole week to only give Dean enough bites to keep those symptoms back.

He reached out to brush a hand gently against Dean's neck. "Can you handle losing blood?" he asked seriously, not bothering to hide his naked hunger at the meal flowing beneath his fingers.

[armed_dropout]

Deans head tilted automatically to the side, until he caught himself and straightened up. "I...um....I mean don't take all of it, but yeah I'm fine for some, just might need to sleep after."

[hartandsouled]

"Not going to take more than a pint or two," he reassured as he gave the area a lingering brush then pull away. "Then we best get you settled in bed before I do anything, unless you want to end the night with me carrying you like a princess." He smirked and got out of the car.

[armed_dropout]

Dean glared but followed after anyway. Hopefully a pint from him would be enough not to have Lindsey looking elsewhere and hurting somebody. "You know you look ridiculous when youdo that...I'm taller than you," he muttered, sulking all the way to the elevator.

[hartandsouled]

"That won't matter when you're laid out sideways," Lindsey pointed out as he led the way back to the elevators with the awkward mirrors. Once again, several Deans were reflected while not one showed Lindsey.

[armed_dropout]

Dean shrugged, keeping his head down until he got to his apartment. It disturbed him a little how he was starting to think of this place as home, but he figured he might as well get used to it, he was stuck here for the foreseeable future. Once inside, he turned around to face Lindsey and tilted his head. "Ok, go ahead."

[specific_roll]

She pokes her big toe into his nearest thigh after he turns before taking her foot back, giving an easy shrug, "Because I'm competitive?"

Then, nodding towards the board with a little smirk, "Also just wanted to see if I could make you miss."

bond flirting until natasha gives in? that's his plan at least.

[resurrection]

[ the operation was simple; plant the device and make sure the target leaves the casino with it on him. these caribbean hotels cater to their high end clientele so they have absolutely no reason to leave the secluded sector of the island. james and natasha were given specific instructions posing as a wealthy couple to peruse the casino, play a few games with the target in question, blend and monitor the progress of their mark until he leaves the hotel in three days time.

so that left them three days in a fairly sizable suite arm and arm with one another sipping champagne and walking on the beach together. when asked about their visit by various guests (regulars mostly; james could tell from the way they skirted through the villa halls so sure of themselves and how many of them seemed to know one another) james had been quick on the draw to say it's our second anniversary. quickly enough they became the talk of the resort. ]

You look lovely tonight, Mrs Anderson. [ bond's voice travels low through the communication device hidden in natasha's ear. he's at the bar with a martini, quite certain no one is paying much attention to him murmuring to himself as he watches her enter the room dressed perfectly on points in her evening gown. ] Happy Anniversary.

[hartandsouled]

Lindsey was quickly upon Dean, one hand pressing on his shoulder while the other planted on his hair to keep that head tilted. "Sure you don't wanna move this to the bedroom?" he asked, although from the way he was vamped out and ready, Dean had only a small margin to reply before Lindsey will bite.

[armed_dropout]

His breathing quickened, body shaking in anticipation when he'd finally get what he needed, and ten Lindsey had to start talking. He flinched at the vampires comment but didn't try to pull away. "I'll be fine."

[hartandsouled]

That was all the invitation Lindsey needed as his fangs dug in. The familiar feel of numbness, followed by the intoxicating slow pull of the vampire drawing his blood would hit Dean. As that first hot mouthful splashed into his mouth, Dean wasn't the only one who enjoyed it.

[resurrection]

[ to say bond is amused would only be half of what he's feeling. he's used to these sorts of missions; highly sensitive cargo needing to be transported, important people needing to be escorted, intel needing to be picked up and dropped off. this particular mission is all of the above in more ways than he'll be admitting anytime soon out loud, though it's nice to have something a bit more low key to do between saving queen and country from its enemies.

so bond sits across from Q on the plane just about as relax as any MI6 agent could be with a martini in his hand. he could have easily gotten enough tranquilisers to get them from point a to point b and back again, but moneypenny had suggested he forego it the first round to get a good taste of just how bad their aviophobic quartermaster was once he hit 30,000ft (though bond would argue the takeoff was the worst of it). ]

It's starting to sound like a better idea.

[ that probably should sound much more annoyed but as james says it over his martini he's practically chuckling. at the very least the alcohol is keeping it entertaining. ]

Are you sure I can't relay the equation for heat transfer that's causing the turbulence back to you? Fascinating stuff.

Isaac! :D! I am so sorry for the delayed response!

[big_bad]

Derek lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. When Isaac touches his arm, he covers that hand with a hand of his own and tightens his grip slightly, running nails that are still ever-so-slightly pointed down the younger wolf's inner arm as he rolls over, bearing teeth in a slight grin. He doesn't speak, though, just raises his eyebrows slightly.

[armed_dropout]

"Shit," it was less than 30 seconds before dean had to hold onto Lindsey so he wouldn't fall over. Maybe he was less ok than he thought.