Call Out Meme: Version 5.0

[oathshackledbird]

Edit: Closing this one out for now. Please put all new threads here! Thanks!
Fifth verse same as the first... It's new 'Call Me Out" Time!




【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 V
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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[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid leans back, placing one of his hands against his chest and bowing his head slightly.]

And I couldn't have gotten a better partner and friend. I cannot wait to get back to your world and unleash this crazy partnership on the Clock Tower.

[fionnuisce]

They've no idea what kind of trouble they're in for.

[Waver placed a hand under Diarmuid's chin and tilted his head up enough to kiss him, barely holding back a smirk as he did.]

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid gladly accepts the kiss, closing his eyes for a moment and sighing happily once it is done.]

You're getting good at that. Have I told you lately?

[fionnuisce]

You hadn't happened to mention, no. But I like to think I'm a fast learner.

[oathshackledbird]

You certainly are. It's much easier to be a good teacher when you have so much potential to work with.

[Diarmuid winks at Waver and then leans in to steal a kiss of his own.]

[fionnuisce]

If there's one thing I appreciate, it's talent.

[He wrapped his arms around Diarmuid's shoulders in response, clearly not minding the stolen kiss all that much.]

[oathshackledbird]

[When the kiss ends, Diarmuid rests his forehead against Waver's.]

So remember that the next time you doubt yourself, because you are talented. Very talented.

[fionnuisce]

And your best talent right now seems to lie in flattery.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid rolls his eyes. How often have they had this conversation? It's almost tradition now, which is why he laughs and just shakes his head.]

It's not flattery, but I don't feel like having that conversation again. How about giving me an early birthday present and just accepting it?

[fionnuisce]

Ah--that's right, it's nearly April. I hope we'll have time enough to at least spare some attention to it.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid shakes his head.]

I doubt we will and it's okay. Saving all of us so that we can celebrate more birthdays later is more important than celebrating this one now.

[fionnuisce]

If we live through all of this, then I'll make it up to you next year.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid gently taps Waver on the nose.]

No 'if.' When. I fully expect you to keep that promise. I want a good celebration next year.

[fionnuisce]

Anything you say. I'll gladly give you anything you could possibly ask for.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid leans in to lightly kiss Waver on the nose.]

I know you will. Why do you think I will be looking forward to it?

[fionnuisce]

I'll have to make sure to live up to your expectations.

[oathshackledbird]

I'm not worried. You always do.

[fionnuisce]

You terrible, terrible flatterer.

[Waver shook his head, leaning against Diarmuid with a slight smile.]

[oathshackledbird]

Hmm...

[Diarmuid wraps his arms back around Waver.]

You know, I think I prefer 'Idiot' to 'Flatterer.' Just saying...

[fionnuisce]

Very well, idiot. If that's what you prefer, who am I to argue?

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid frowns slightly, though there is good humor in his eyes.]

You know you didn't have to agree quite so quickly...

[fionnuisce]

Fate forbid I argue with you, right?

[oathshackledbird]

If you don't argue with me now and then I am going to start worrying about your health...

[fionnuisce]

Hm...another time when I've the energy to spare, I think. I'll be sure to pick a fight with you over something else.

[oathshackledbird]

Well...as much as I hate to wait, I guess I will just have to do that.

[Diarmuid laughs, resting his head again Waver's.]

We are both such idiots...