Call Out Meme

[oathshackledbird]

Status: It's finally fixed! It's big enough to be closed, though. Ongoing threads have been moved here!

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
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 journal in the subject line! (I have too many Lancers to just go by name! X.x ) ♛ 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. meme code.

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Animus Diarmuid

[holyswordwielder]

( ooc ; continued from here! )

'Mm...

[ Arthur raises an eyebrow at Diarmuid skeptically. ]

...You aren't the only one he embarrasses though. And you're not the only one who's come out with a few scrapes and bruises here and there from his meddling either.

[ He lets one of his hands wander along the Lancer's body down to his hip and traces the angles and lines there with a fingertip. ]

Though you may enjoy a little suffering now and again, I know you dislike it for others.

Obligatory there will be SMUT warning goes here!

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid's smirk fades into an embarrassed look.]

I know. I am trying...

[His words drop off as Arthur's hand trails down his body. A shiver he can't quite hold back slides over him.]

I...may. Is that so wrong? Better me suffer than others...

[One of Diarmuid's hands moves to cover the other servant's, pressing his fingers harder against his hip.]

Are you offering...?

[holyswordwielder]

[ Arthur rolls his eyes, but he doesn't continue to argue about Cú Chulainn. The fact is that he knows it's a losing battle and there are much better ways to pass the morning.

He rubs his thumb in circles into Diarmuid's pelvis for a while, enjoying his hand over his, then he slides his palm backwards, letting it rest at the dip at the small of the Lancer's back, splaying his fingers out across the beginning of the swell of his ass. ]

That depends. Did I not give you enough suffering last night?

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid shakes his head, but the answer he had been about to give is lost in the quiet moan that Saber's actions draw from his lips.]

I would hardly say that last night was punishment. It was far too pleasant. However, you are free to try again as many times as you would like.

[He winks at the other servant.]

I can be very stubborn about learning things sometimes...

[holyswordwielder]

Well, I suppose you do deserve punishment-- for being stupid and for causing two innocent girls to be left vulnerable to falling prey to both Cú Chulainn and Gilgamesh.

[ Because that is clearly entirely all Diarmuid's fault; it is completely the Lancer's fault they ended up in bed together instead of with the women they intend to keep safe from harm. ]

[oathshackledbird]

[Having it put that way actually makes Diarmuid pause and worry enters his eyes.]

Do you think we should go check on them? To make sure those fools didn't to anything inappropriate to them?

[As much as he might want to stay and accept whatever punishment Saber wants to give him, Diarmuid's duty to those he cares about and wants to protect will always trump his own pleasure.]