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bakerstreet2012-12-08 05:54 am
enabling) wrote in bakerstreet2012-12-08 05:54 am
Forced Telepathic Bond Meme: I'm With Stupid
  Telepathy. The ability to hear the thoughts of others and pry into other minds. Suddenly, you have it. Or maybe you always had it. And now you're connected, for better or worse, to another person, for who knows how long. You can feel their thoughts and, more alarmingly, they can hear yours. You share dreams, you can feel them there constantly, you their joy and their grief. INSTRUCTIONS; 1.] Post with your character name, canon, and any preferences you may have. 2.] Try not to leave just a blank comment. Maybe write a little scenario about what your character is thinking or feeling, something their partner can pick up. 3.] Whoever tags you now shares a telepathic bond with your character. 4.] When tagging, you may roll 1-5 Extent and for How on the RNG if needed. 1. Sudden Onset Limited. It's a bond limited to exclusively you and your partner. 2. Sudden Onset Unlimited. You and/or your partner can hear the thoughts of others, but it's largely uncontrollable. And you retain a special bond with your partner that you can't block off. 3.] Experienced Limited. You've had your bond for a little while now, and have some experience with controlling it. Limited between you and partner. 4.] Experienced Unlimited w/o Partner. You've had telepathy for a while, but having a bond with your partner is new and confusing. 5.] Experienced Unlimited Partners You and your partner are pretty used to this, and either you, or both of you, can use telepathy on other people. 1. Genetic. Baby, you were born this way. Maybe you didn't know it because it was a recessive trait and only appeared at a certain age. Maybe it's a mutation. Your partner shares this genetic trait and, by proximity, you've been bonded. 2. Government. Generic "The government is responsible!" Either you consented or you did not, but you've been partnered by an act of your government... or someone else's. 3. Experiment. You started trying to just bend spoons and... whoops! It was an experiment. Either you planned it or an enemy/evil scientist is responsible! 4. Through Strife/Friendship. You got really close, whether by sharing a hardship/trauma or just being together and getting on. 5. Really Intense Sex. Smut option. Guess it was so mind-blowing that you literally connected minds. guiltapaloozameme by terrabelle |
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[Clint paused and looked at Darcy.]
That falls under the truce clause. [He cleared his throat and moved to the door, checking the coast.] Alright. Give me five minutes, I'll find you something.
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[She quirked a brow. Cracked ribs or not she had fucking fantastic breasts and she was not afraid to use them.]
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[But it wasn't as if he could keep a straight face at that invitation. Or turn it down. He was back in two with a pair of scrubs and a pencil.
He handed them to her.]
Top might be a little small.
[There was no real hint of apology there.]
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[She bit her tongue and grinned. Way too easy. But damn was she impressed when two minutes later he came back with something that wasn't a hospital johnny.]
You're going to have to help me here, Barton. I can only raise my arms to zombie level. [And to make a point, she let out a growling moan and raised her arms a few inches off the bed.
Right before her ribs twinged. ]
ow. I hope you brought that granny scooter.
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[He set the scrubs down on the bed and moved so that he could get at the ties in the back of her gown.]
Not my normal means of undressing a girl, but it'll do.
[He moved in front of her and nodded to indicate she should lift her arms.]
Work with me, granny.
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God, that sounded horrible even in her head.
Which meant it sounded just as lame in Barton's.
Happy days.]
How am I normal?
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Maybe that was why he wasn't quite so disturbed by sharing thoughts with Darcy. That or her thoughts sounded a lot like his own.
He shot her a sympathetic look, his eyes searching hers to see if the movement was too much, but gave her a small grin as she finished the thought.]
You're definitely not.
[He leaned in, curling his fingers underneath the fabric of the gown and pulled it off carefully.]
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[Darcy leaned forward. Help was so needed right now if they were ever going to get the hell out of here. SHIELD was scary, okay. She knew that when she signed on. That didn't mean she had to FORGET that.
And their nurses were WORSE.]
This is the worst sort of strip tease I've ever taken part in.
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[He's trying to be respectful. Honest. Still, it's hard not to appreciate the view, though it is tempered a little by the sight of the bruises. He grabs the scrub top and rolls it up in order to slip it over her head a little easier.]
Would it make you feel better if I hummed some strip music?
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[Darcy grabbed his shoulders and tugged herself toward him, kissing his cheek]
If anyone ever says you're less of a gentleman than Steve, I'll deck them.
So what now, Captain Biceps?
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[He freezes for a second when her lips brush his cheek, his fingers brushing the inside of her rib cage. He lets out a small, surprised laugh and meets her eyes, surprised at just how much he wants to lean in and kiss her.
And oh, yeah. She probably knows that.]
Pants?
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You know someone has to be watching us by now, right? There's no way someone isn't.