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Go ahead and cry, little girl, no one does it like you do

Doesn't everyone like to be pampered and spoiled? You could certainly understand the desire. How about receiving the benefits of experience and knowledge...through someone else, someone older than you and more distinguished? Be good, then, and you'll be rewarded. Be bad - well, remember: a punishment isn't off the table for someone with your youth.

— OR —

They're so young - yet so, so tempting. But you know what they say. The more forbidden the fruit, the sweeter the juice. They're absolutely off-limits. And wouldn't you love to taste them, no matter if you feel guilty or not? Look at yourself. Do you feel like a pervert? This person could be an outlier, or maybe you've always had a weakness, even if you didn't realize it before. At least you can take care of them like few others chasing after them could. You know exactly what they want and need.

Comment with your character, information, and what role they'll play.
Is there an age gap? Is this actually illegal? It could be kink play, though, or characters acting older and younger.
Please note that there also doesn't need to be daddy kink "play" if you don't want it. There could just be an older/younger or an inexperienced/refined dynamic. Just be sure to clarify how heavy or light you'd prefer to go.
Older ladies are fine, too.
Reply to others.
Thread.

(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.

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((darcy? i could easily age her down!))

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[kiiind of hate myself for putting him here but]

[ Older party obvs ]

[Initially Enji didn't pay much attention to the friends his son would invite over. He'd grown more reasonable with regard to being demanding about the young man's training, and in doing so they have been slowly chipping away at the massive wall between them. Some days he thinks maybe he's making progress, and then other days it feels as though he's able to connect more easily with his son's friends.

For example, the skinny blond one. Enji could tell by the way he carried himself that he took what he did very seriously. Which isn't to say his son isn't passionate as well, but Yuri seemed to have a drive to push himself that Enji had only ever seen in himself. He respects that about him. For a long time they never exchanged any words, but gradually they made their way to one word greetings, awkward smalltalk, and eventually Enji would offer advice or encouragement whenever it seemed like Yuri needed it. Eventually Yuri began to show up even when his son wasn't home, but Enji never sends him away.

It's a strange sort of mentor/mentee dynamic with a bit of something else. Enji sees himself as a secondary father figure that Yuri never asked for, and they butt heads over it often with how stubborn they both can be, but in the end they enjoy each other's company enough that they keep meeting up. He's on his way inside one night when he spots the hoodied blond loitering near his front door. Enji gives him a sideways glance as he unlocks the door to let them both inside.]

When I asked if you wanted to talk about coming in second place today, the exact wording of your text message was "fuck off." Or am I misremembering the past couple hours?

That was a couple of hours ago.

[ It pisses him off so much. In the junior competitions, Yuri didn't even find himself challenged anymore. Now that he's moved into the adult category, he's thrown against JJ and finds his best lacking. No matter how much he practices, no matter how much skill he gains, he can't take first against the asshole. Second place isn't good enough.

A lot of people might consider it odd that he runs to a friend's house when said friend isn't even home. In truth, while they are friends and Yuri enjoys spending time with him, he's much closer to father than son. For one, even when things get heated, both sides are capable of withstanding the flames. He knows that in spite of the 'fuck off' text, Enji would let him inside.

Following the man inside, Yuri stuffs his hands into the pockets of his jackets. ]

At least your makeup looks good.

[ The words come with such an exaggerated mimic that it's likely obvious he's mirroring JJ, who often teased him for being younger and pretty. Nevermind that Yuri doesn't wear makeup, and JJ damn well knows it. ]

Asshole. He'll need makeup when I'm finished with his face.

[Older party. He’s not exactly a nice man. Ahem. Super powered characters preferred. M/m. OCs welcome.)

[It's not hard to remember if he was this hot-headed as a teenager, but he doesn't recall whether or not his moods changed as quickly as they did these days. It was either a generational thing, or selective memory loss.

Either way, he doesn't argue when Yuri tries to justify being pissed off before and then showing up here. It's cold outside, and if he has to hear the skater let of steam and swear, he doesn't want him to freeze to death in the process. Enji is so used to Yuri being there that he doesn't even invite him to make himself at home, just goes straight to the kitchen to make tea for the two of them.]

He's trying to get under your skin. You shouldn't let him.

[He knows how the game is played. Even if what he does couldn't possibly be more different than skating, competition is what it is. If you know your opponent well enough, pissing them off is simple. Enji sets down the tea and takes a seat on the sofa.]

I'm sure he also told you how cute you were when you're upset, and to stop pouting, right? Maybe he's interested in you. [Yuri is very beautiful. It's an objective fact, but it probably isn't his place to point that out.] I understand why people would find you attractive, and it would make sense why even after winning he would try to upset you.

[ ~~going to hell~~Older Party ]

Edited 2021-02-02 03:05 (UTC)

17/18 Younger party.

Post Movies/Pre Epilog - Either Party

[Younger~]

Edited 2021-02-16 05:17 (UTC)

[ He doesn't even need the invitation. Yuri follows along as if he's verbally been invited; he has, often, in the past. Eventually, it's implied. If Enji tried to make it more formal now, it would just be creepy.

Sliding onto one of the stools offered by the kitchen, Yuri leans forward and plants his face into the counter. Second place. After so much practice, after increasing the technical bits of the route, it's still only second place. ]

He wouldn't be able to piss me off if he didn't win!

[ Which is the brunt of his pain; the comment was insult to injury. ]

JJ's definitely not into me. He's just mad he'll be an old man first. Not like you, like Pork Cutlet.

[ I.e. not like someone I like, like someone I claim to hate. ]

And then he talks like I'm some kind of fucking kid! Everybody does! That's why I can't go to them yet. They'll just talk about how young I am, how I have plenty of damn time to get better. You're the only person who's not talking to me like a 2-year-old.

[An old man? An insult followed quickly by a compliment and retraction. He doesn't think too deeply into it since it's clear who Yuri intended to harm with that comment and it obviously wasn't him. So he doesn't take offense, but he does appreciate implied praise.]

What's the difference? Between one type of old man and another? [The obvious answer is age, but Enji is sure he has many years on the one Yuri calls Pork Cutlet. After all, he has children. One about Yuri's age and the others even older.]

Other people will try to make excuses for you. To make you feel alright with losing. Ignore them. There's no reason you can't be the best now, and have them trying to claw that title out of your fingers until you're an old man like me. You just have to want it enough.

[His expression becomes more intense as he draws closer to Yuri, resting a large warm hand against the back of his shoulder. It's as much comfort as he thinks he can safely offer without coming off as condescending.] How upset you are right now tells me that you want it. Badly.

Steve had shown Thor a very strange game combining rocks, paper, and scissors all created by one's own hand. Apparently, Thor had lost, even though he thought rock should definitely shred paper. The god was halfway sure it had all been made up just so Thor had to babysit Peter while the other Avengers were working on something else. Likely it involved the sciences that Thor thought were just easy ways to explain magic.

In any case, Thor enjoyed canvasing New York City, looking like a tourist while looking for threats. There was a super threat lull at the moment, and Thor was told to take the opportunity to help Peter. Help him with what had been a mystery until they were out in public. Peter knew a lot and was obviously eager to show everything at once to the god. Had he been counting, this would have been the sixth time Thor had gently placed his large hand on Peter's shoulder.

"Slow down," he said softly, not unkindly. Peter's energy was infectious even to him, but Thor knew he'd been tasked with reining in some of that exuberance. Easing Peter into the mouth of an alley, Thor looked down at him. "Tell me two ways the street could be safer than it is right now." His meaty hand turned Peter back toward the bustling sidewalk, fingers still lingering on the teen's shoulder.

Peter Parker was spending the day with Thor. Originally, he kept insisting that he could do stuff, he could help. Likely, his continued insistence is why they decided to sacrifice a hero to distract him. Considering both Captain America and Thor were amazing choices, it was win/lose for them, but win/win for Peter.

24 hours. No, probably not the full 24 hours. 8 hours? He wasn't sure how long h had to be distracted, but with so much to show Thor before time was up, he couldn't waste a moment. While the tour would likely go better if it was a bit slower, Peter was too excited to remain calm for long.

"Right. Sorry. Slow."

If the previous attempts to keep him in reign were any indication, Peter would slow down for five minutes before getting lost in his enthusiasm. While Thor's hand was meant to center his energy, it only excited Peter more. The hand was HUGE. Thor was really strong.

"Two ways? Oh. Uh."

He didn't know there'd be a quiz. Peter wasn't prepared for this.

"If we arrested all the bad guys and had more Avengers?"

How annoying they can be.

[ Yuri's answer is easy. Even if he doesn't hate Yuuri as much as he claims, there's certainly a difference between the two men. For one, he'd definitely never run to Yuuri's home after a 'loss', but Enji was the first person Yuri thought of after calming a bit.

The 'fuck off' was pre-calm.

Even now, he's right. Yuri understands that age gives experience, but if he relies on that excuse, he'll always be behind people who are older than him. It's nothing but a way to make himself feel better instead of improving. Why can't everyone else see it? It's not a matter of ego; Yuri knows he's talented. Instead of offering the same push they might to someone older, they offer condolences and promises of future greatness. Yuri wants to be great now. ]

I do.

[ Leaning back into the comforting touch, Yuri curls his hands into fist. It's nice being somewhere he isn't treated like a kid. It's nice being with Enji. ]

It's too bad you can't skate. You could've been my coach instead.

[ He doesn't mean it. Yakov is a good coach, even if he's not willing to spoil Yuri, or treat him like an adult. Yuri does mean what the words imply: he wishes he could just spend more time in Enji's world. ]

[Kristen? Goes AU post "Knock,Knock"]

It really wasn't a chore, especially once Peter got to speaking at rainbow bridge-speed. It was easy for the god to keep up, especially when half of what Peter said just simply held no bearing for the Asgardian. He would bob his blond head when appropriate, making sure to flash Peter a grin when the other was tittering with laughter. There was definitely worse company in the galaxy. It didn't hurt that Peter's frame was nothing but lean muscle under that two-big shirt baggy jeans. As the teen pointed, Thor caught interesting glimpses, enough to keep him attentive.

Thor's hand settled fully on Peter's shoulders, the fabric rustling against his calloused palm before settling. A husky laugh left Thor's throat and he nodded, unable to say the answers were wrong. "But if they were all arrested, we would have no need for more Avengers." Thor surprised himself at figuring out that logic trap. Bending at the knee to bring himself down to Peter's eye level, Thor's hand slid away, down Peter's back then off his side. With his other hand, Thor pointed.

"If the sidewalk wasn't destroyed there, fewer people not paying attention would trip and hurt themselves." The front of his shoulder pressed into Peter's back, tilting the teen the other way, "That security camera is dangling, likely of nouse for anyone." Thor had a point, which he was trying to get to. "There are things outside of our views that would help those around us. Maybe the camera would catch someone while we're distracted by an alien invasion, while the sidewalk could trip someone up trying to flee to safety." Thor exhaled and stood back up, fingers absently flipping the little ducktail of hair at the base of Peter's neck.

"But first, perhaps ice cream while you tell me more of your city. My treat." Thankfully, he'd been given the proper currency before they'd left.

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