Call Out Meme: Version 4.0

[oathshackledbird]

Edit:  As with the others, this one is starting to get big so I am closing it to new threads now.  Please post all new threads here!  As always feel free to continue any threads that are still on going.
Have a new "Call Me Out" to break in since the old one is starting to get big again!




【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 IV
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.

Comments

[fionnuisce]

If I knew, I'd tell you. [A little reluctantly, Waver accepted the show of affection without much complaint for once.] Stress, maybe? I don't have any fucking idea, I'm just tired of it.

[oathshackledbird]

I wish there was more I could do to help.

[Diarmuid frowns.]

Is there something new going on I need to know about? A threat or a troublesome student?

[fionnuisce]

No, there's really nothing out of the ordinary going on. Then again, maybe I just forgot what 'ordinary' really even is.

[Exasperated, Waver shook his head.]

I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me lately.

[oathshackledbird]

If I could wager a guess?

[Diarmuid reaches out and gently brushes his fingers over Waver's cheek.]

You are exhausted. Physically and mentally, and as a result, your barriers are not as strong as they should be. I don't suppose there is any way I could get you to take just one day off, is there?

[fionnuisce]

You know that I can't do that. [Propping himself up on one arm, Waver looked at Diarmuid directly with a frown.] I have too much to do even without counting the extracurricular demolishing-an-ancient-form-of-True-Magic activities.

[oathshackledbird]

You're going to get sick...

[Diarmuid's fingers find a few loose strands of Waver's hair and he starts wrapping them around his fingers.]

I'm worried about you.

[fionnuisce]

I know what I'm doing, Diarmuid. You worry far too much.

[oathshackledbird]

What else do you expect me to do?

[Tension slides into his words.]

You lock your mind off from me so much anymore! What else can I do but worry?

[fionnuisce]

... [Diarmuid raised a good point. Though he'd been trying to prevent exactly this, Waver's default method of closing himself off had only made things worse.]

[Shaking his head, Waver pushed untied hair back over his shoulder and finally started to relax, leaning against Diarmuid's chest. After a long silence his response came in a quiet and worn out voice.]

...I'm sorry.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid's arms close tighter around Waver, one coming to rest lightly rubbing his friend's back, while the other settles against Waver's head, curled in his hair.]

Don't be sorry. Just please...stop shutting me out. I know you would tell me if I did something wrong, but when you pull away so much it makes me fear I have done something wrong and you are hiding it from me.

[fionnuisce]

You didn't do anything. I didn't want you to worry about me, but hell of a job I've done on that front.

[oathshackledbird]

You try too hard.

[Diarmuid's fingers find their way through Waver's hair and start to rub gently at the back of his head.]

Just...don't think about it so hard. I am here for you, but I can't help if you don't let me in.

[fionnuisce]

You don't understand. Someone like me from no aristocratic family, in my position...I can't be seen to have any form of instability. It won't end well. So of course hiding matters like that would be my default method of coping.

This one place could very well be called the last location on earth where I can be anything resembling human. Forgive me if I have trouble changing modes, so to speak.

[oathshackledbird]

Is any of this going to end well, no matter now you act?

All I ask is that you try, but...

[Diarmuid shuts his eyes, shame causing him to bow his head slightly.]

...I was afraid you had given up even trying to be human here, with me.

[fionnuisce]

...I wouldn't give up. I'm just...I'm not very good at it anymore.

[oathshackledbird]

Then practice. With me.

[Diarmuid leans forward to press another kiss to Waver's forehead.]

It's what I'm here for.

[fionnuisce]

I've been kind of a terrible jerk lately, haven't I?

[He managed a half-smile, arms settling around Diarmuid's waist.] You'll forgive me for that, won't you?

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid shakes his head.]

No, and even if you had, you wouldn't have to ask for forgiveness. I will always give it you without question.

[fionnuisce]

You're much too nice. We really need to work on that.

[oathshackledbird]

What is wrong with being nice?

[Diarmuid gives Waver a confused look.]

Can you teach someone not to be nice?

[fionnuisce]

I'm the best teacher in the Clock Tower. I can do anything.

[oathshackledbird]

I don't doubt that.

[Diarmuid grins at him before becoming more serious.]

But you didn't answer my first question. What is so wrong with me being nice?

[fionnuisce]

Some people might take advantage of that, you know.

[oathshackledbird]

Would you?

[The question is an honest and open one.]

[fionnuisce]

Don't be stupid. Why would I?