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The Fluffy Meme



A meme for those of us seeking something sweet and cute to roleplay. Open to any and all characters! Reposted from here.

Steps:

1. Comment with your character(s) in separate comments
2. Look for other threads to comment to. When you find one go here
3. Type in the numbers 1-10
4. Match the number you have with the corresponding scene and play it out!


1. Pillow Fight.
You are now in a room full to the brim with pillows. Bed pillows,
knee pillows, throw pillows, body pillows, neck pillows, travel pillows,
donut pillows, large pillow, small pillows, pillow pillows...you
get the idea.

And you know what to do.

2. Cuddling.
You are overcome with the urge to just cuddle and talk about whatever
comes to mind.

3. On a Date!
Maybe it is your first time, maybe you've already been dating for a while!
You two are going out to an amusement park full of all kinds of things to do. Or maybe to the movies? Perhaps the park! Up to you.

4. Sweet kisses.
Pecks on the forehead, the cheek, on the lips. Maybe butterfly kisses. You just
feel compelled to show one another affection, platonic, romantic, or otherwise. You may or may not already be together.

5. Plushies!
Yet another room, this time stock full of all sorts of plushies. They could be fun
to throw at each other, to do roleplay scenarios with go deeper, to dive into. Maybe even play hide and seek in them!

6. Cheesy Love Duets.
The two of you have fallen in love. Now you want to declare your love...in song form.

7. Young Again.
You two have now been aged down! Wee little chillins

8. Lets be friends!
They might be a stranger, or someone you don't usually like but
now you want to know more about them, and find yourself caring for them.

9. Star gazing.
It is night time and you are outside, curled up in a blanket with someone else.
It's not too cold, not to warm, and the stars are brighter than ever.

10. Dessert Appreciation.
You are suddenly hit with an incredible desire for sweets. Lucky for you an
entire banquet as been laid out for you and your companion! Eat up~!



I'm a little swamped to play myself, but have fun!

Comments

True...but so many icons~ *A*

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[The scrutiny had made Tir somewhat thankful that signs of the experiments didn't show in this place. What had happened...back in the village, the scars would have been pretty awful. But his skin was mercifully the same as always, in this peaceful beautiful place.

The brush of a hand slowly covering his own drew surprise to Tir's eyes, surprise followed by a somewhat shy smile. It was warm this way. It's such a simple little gesture, but something about it is more comforting than any words could ever be.

The comfort was slightly short-lived. It was disappointing, but his other self's words were a much more immediate concern. He knows you--that is to say himself-- better than to believe that Tyr is fine. He may look it, but that goes for both of them, that doesn't say anything. Yet he also knows better than to push the subject.

His eyes are dull with concern as he shifts a little where he sits, ending up closer to Tyr, knee just brushing against his double's leg as he looks over at him. The brightness of his smile is somewhat dulled by his concern.]

I'm glad you're okay... I hope everyone else will be, too.

When you pick up Tir again... 83c

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[ Tyr simply nods in response. ] Yeah... Things there...always get better in time. It's almost nice in itself...

[ His voice was rather distant, and his eyes looked between Tir's blushing face and the sky and their hands and the absence of space between their legs. Part of him wished his other self would smile more genuinely, but he knows that isn't possible.

Instead, he turns their hands so they can be linked together, and shifts himself so they can be sitting side by side. He couldn't believe Tir was blushing - and it's strange to think yourself cute, especially when you personally would hate if someone else thought that - but Tyr has to admit, it is pretty cute of him...

--What the ever loving hell, self. Tyr looks away and turns his eyes towards the stars again. To cover up whatever he was thinking... Tyr falls silent. ]

Maybe~

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It is a little comforting to know that things will get better... [Slowly, he closes his eyes. The closeness is comforting, almost soothing away his worries. It will likely never actually be gone, not completely. But in the peace, he can let it slip away for a while.

The hand shifting with his own draws his eyes open with slight curiosity, but before they even fall on his hand, he feels their fingers linked, and his smile warms as his fingers close over his other self's hand.

The last time he remembered holding hands with someone was fairly long ago, now. And it was probably Gremio's hand he was holding. It was warm and safe, but the feeling at the time was wholly different from now. But now's feeling? He wasn't completely sure. But he liked it.

He was content. A shift brushed shoulder to shoulder as he, after a glance to his older self, raised his eyes to the stars once again.]

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[ Tyr wasn't sure if it was weird to hold his own hand, but it felt like the right thing to do now. He didn't do anything but hold his other self's hand, though, and feel content in their warmth their closeness created. If someone saw them now, he wondered if it would look like looking at mirror images. They even put their legs in the same position.

But the only one to see them now are the stars overhead. Was this a dream? he wondered. It was almost better than his others if that was the case. It was...relaxing. Definitely relaxing.

With a quiet sigh, Tyr's eyes mapped out the familiar constellations above them. They were like the ones back home, surprisingly. He never thought he'd have to note that in his head before now.

He responds in a quiet mumble: ] A little... It's the best we're going to get anyway.

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[The possible weirdness of holding his own hand was generally lost on Tir. The content feeling won out in the end over all awkwardness surrounding having met himself. It probably helped that it was just them, of course. That way, he felt like what ever happened was okay. They wouldn't be judged. The stars could keep a secret.]

At least for now, it seems like we can relax... [He offered quietly, eyes still directed to the sky. To watch the stars that watched them in turn. It was the truth. No matter what they had waiting for them after this, they had been given the chance to just enjoy the peace.

Slowly, he took a deep, calm breath as his eyes drifted closed. His face still turned up to the stars, before with a content sigh he allows himself to drop backwards. The cool grass tickles at the back of his neck as he shifts where he now lays, never once letting go of Tyr's hand.]

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[ Tyr simply nodded, even if neither of them were looking at the other and simply watched the stars. This was the strangest vacation Tyr had ever been on, but it was the nicest one in years.

He wondered if that was true for Tir, too... He certainly seemed like he had pain of his own.

With his double falling back onto the grass, though, Tyr was not going to argue. He sunk down into the soft grass unceremoniously. His eyes left the stars overhead, though, and returned to look at the identical face beside his own. Tir... What was he thinking? It seemed unnatural to wonder what you yourself were thinking, but the thought stayed until he finally asked what was on his own mind. ]

... Back home... What's it like for you now?

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[Though he had been previously relaxed, the question caught Tir's breath in his throat. What he was going to return to...the war...

This was something he hadn't thought about while he had been in the village. The months he had been able to spend with Ted and Gremio while he was there. He was able to genuinely be happy. What did he have to go back to but more death?

It was necessary, this war... he knew that, he really did. But right now, something inside him didn't want to go back. He wanted to see Ted and Gremio again.]

Back home... [He paused for a moment here, before he managed to continue in a voice that was altogether too small.] Ted...he just...

[Get a grip and say it, Tir.] ... He died in my arms...

[He couldn't bring himself to meet Tyr's eyes.]

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[ Oh...

Tir, you didn't need to say that. A flood of sorrow overwhelms him hearing Tir say that in such a weak voice without even the strength to meet his own eyes. Tyr's mouth hung open dumbly for a moment before he released Tir's hand to take hold of his opposite shoulder gently. They weren't anything like symmetrical now, with Tyr's face painted in shared pain but his elbow propping him up to speak to his younger self. ]

I... I know. [ What a stupid thing to say, but it was all he could think of. Ugh, what would Gremio do? ...What would he want Gremio to do? His hand leaves Tir's shoulder to travel up to his face and brush away his long bangs with his fingertips. ] But... It will be better in the future. For certain.

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[God why did he go and say that? He could have said just anything else. He knows how much it hurts. Why did he have to say that to his other self? Tir could almost feel the sadness permeating the area.

He was almost hurt when Tyr released his hand, but the touch on his shoulder drew his eyes. The touch was gentle, comforting. Something to focus on, instead of the pain that he had managed to shove aside for so long.

His focus was singled out so strongly on Tyr's touch that he almost missed it when he first spoke. He knew...so that was an answer. His other self was older, as he had initially felt. Tir couldn't help but to feel bad at bringing up this memory.

He nearly started to apologize, when the hand left his shoulder, touch gentle as fingers brushed back his bangs. The touch, the following words of a brighter future, they stalled his words before they even formed. He remained silent for a time, before gently he leaned into the touch, eyes finally lifted to Tyr with so many questions warring within them.

'How can you be so sure?', 'Do you promise?', 'How can it possibly get better?'... Yet in the end, they all seemed to reconcile themselves into one thing. Trust. He knew himself better than to question. He just felt his older self wouldn't be simply saying that for his benefit. Not unless it was true.]

...thank you... [He murmured, voice quiet and still carrying with it the apology he had never managed to say in words. He couldn't quite manage a smile, not yet. But somehow his trust in Tyr's words had lifted some of the weight of his sadness.]

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[ He wondered if this was an omen that he'd be separated from Ted yet again. The thought was almost too painful to stand, and--He had this Tir who had just lost Ted. That...That was much harder to live with...

Tyr shifts himself to give himself more leverage over Tir, looking his other self in the eyes. He can only pull a sad smile across his face as he ends up stroking Tir's forehead with the backs of his fingers. He thought of the way Katara could touch relax him by just touching his temples with water. He wished he had that power right now...

If he thought this would have any consequence on the future, he wouldn't say anything more, but since this couldn't possibly be real, he continued in a low, soft voice. ]

Gremio... Gremio will come back. And after the war is over, we go travelling together. And... Things back home get a lot better. You don't need to worry... It's really great...

[ But it's not the same. It'd never be the same again. Even when he goes home to Gregminster again, and eats in the same stew in the same dinning room sitting in the same chair, his father won't be beside him there. And Ted will never come over to visit and try to take their leftovers and...

He tries not to think of it much. ]