Open Post ☼ 04 | ❝We're going down...❞

[twilitfall]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
【3.5】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

◆ refer to the list above for active muses.
◆ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line!
◆ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy!
◆ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go.
◆ if you cannot think of a scenario, feel free to pick one from the choices below.

prompt ideas. + full muselist. + coding. mindfuck meme ◆ the cuddle meme ◆ the last words meme ◆ the emotional import meme ◆ the friendship meme ◆ the nightmare meme the cheer up meme ◆ the angst meme ◆ the family meme ◆ the bad ending meme ◆ the good ending meme ◆ the hug meme

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congrats on not being a scourge fucker

[loverboi]

[ lance has a lot of insecurities about the birthmark on his wrist. since he was young, he'd been told by his parents that one day he'd meet someone with the same birthmark as him, and they'd be the most important person in his life. someone to be treasured and taken care of. lance had been optimistic about it growing up, but 19 years of waiting is starting to take a toll on him. especially when he sees two of his closest friends in a happy, committed relationship.

he's envious. he wants that, too. maybe that's part of the reason why he's pulled away from them. just a little. because what is facing your feelings head on and acknowledging them, lance has never heard of it.

seeing shiro's name pop up in their group text, though, makes lance miss hanging out with him. he starts feeling guilty for pulling away, and figures that he should at least make an attempt to start talking to shiro again. the man he admires and respects.

he opens their conversation--their last exchange was a few weeks ago--and sends shiro a text. well, it's actually a picture text of two different pairs of shoes. at least it makes for a...unique conversation starter. ]

red or blue?

CALLING: HEY AUNT-IN-LAW

[leoninely]

[Well. Another small lie to his wife, and here they are, off on another trip out into the countryside. Curran has never exactly loved hunting. He knows there are shapeshifters who seem to relish it, but it is the modern day, and food can just as easily be procured from a butcher -- and that food doesn't run away from you or require effort gutting and dressing.

He may be an apex predator, but he's also a practical man. Usually.

But, given that their quarry is the actual divine, well. Hunting it is.

Tonight that actually means roughing it. Camping is fine. Curran has spent his share of nights out under the stars. Magic is up, and with any luck will linger through the night and into the morning, if they have any chance of finding the animal god the rumors they've chased have been about.

The tent is pitched and he has a campfire started -- for his own benefit given that the spectral woman and the blade she's bound to aren't likely to care much about warmth or shelter.]

This is taking too long. [His voice is a frustrated growl.] They're getting harder to find. And Kate will start asking questions.

[And he doesn't want to lie to her. It's the last thing he wants, but if he's going to be able to save her when the time comes, what choice does he really have?] If she weren't so distracted with everything going to hell, she already would have.

[Did Erra expect to be playing marriage counselor? Well. Surprise. Now she is.]