Call Me Out 2018

[yamadori]

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

♛ i'm trying to focus on these characters in particular, but i will pull out one of these if you ask for them! ♛ call the characters out by putting their names in your subject line! i can also post starters if you need them ♛ gen, shipping, crosscanon and crau are all fine - but please, no smut. ♛ stuck on a prompt? here's a wishlist + a list of my favorite bakerstreet memes! meme code.

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[luckyhood]

"Y-!" [It's little more than a puff of air, can't even really be called the beginning of a word. The man's fingers go for the ones wrapped around his throat, but he doesn't have the strength to pry them off. It was one thing to threaten the young man whose shorter than the average Japanese boy several years his junior; another entirely to deal with the strength of a grown man suffocating him. And Naegi feels his heart making a leap for his throat, for a different reason entirely. He trips forward, hands out, grabbing onto Cherryblod's sleeves as securely as he can and-] Dad, don't- Don't- Please, let him go! [Maybe it's because his brain is in panic mode, but he can't picture anything but the worst happening. And if it does, he can't bear that - the weight of this man's life, or for Cherryblod to bear it.] If... If something happens to him, then the Reaper- [He breaks off, buries his head in Cherryblod's sleeve. Tries not to think about the blood he slipped through to stand here.] Please... I promise I'm okay, so please...

ilu

[cherryblooded]

[Naegi has every reason to be concerned. If Cherryblod did kill this man, he wouldn't lose sleep over it. He threatened Naegi, therefore he dies.

But he would feel guilt over killing him in front of Naegi, especially with Naegi begging him to spare him. Naegi doesn't need to witness the level of cruelty that Cherryblod is capable of.

So, after a second, he releases the man's throat.]

Run along now.

ilu too!!!!!

[luckyhood]

[He doesn't waste any time. As soon as he's released, he's scurrying backwards with his hands, choking both on his terror and having his windpipe free again. His throat works for a second, like he's going to try and say something, maybe a curse- but then he's vaulting to his feet and running away without muttering a thing. It's not worth it. It isn't until he hears the bang of the front door that Naegi feels his knees shake, weak and wanting to buckle. He can feel the adrenaline crash encroaching on him like a train at full speed, but he can't collapse yet. He can't, because-] Dad, are- [His voice breaks a bit, so he swallows and tries again.] Are you okay? [That's probably a question that should be reversed, and even Naegi recognizes that, but he can't help asking because worry is clogging his throat...] All of this blood- Is this an emotional effect, or are you hurt? [Please don't be hurt.]

[cherryblooded]

Emotional effect, nothing to worry about.

[Aside from the implications of his anger appearing in the form of blood. That's going to be hell to clean up later...

Naegi's knees are shaking - he's not someone used to worse violence than this - so Cherryblod holds him close to his chest. He'd want to hug him no matter what.]

Did he hurt you?

[luckyhood]

I... don't know if I can not worry about you. [Even as Naegi says it, he finds himself relaxing into the hug, burying his head and breathing out unsteadily. Although it's still being threatened at close quarters the way he had been that has Naegi shaking, the blood brings back... memories. Really bad memories, but it's easier to chase away when he's being hugged like this.] Especially when there's just... so much... [Does he the mean the blood, or the situation? Perhaps it's both.] ...But I'm okay. He didn't do anything to me, it was just... [He swallows.] It was scary. [That feels childish to say, but it's the truth.]

[cherryblooded]

It must have been. But you're safe now.

[Cherryblod rubs Naegi's back gently, as soothing as when his daughter came to him after a nightmare.]

Not going anywhere anytime soon. ...Would be rude not to clean up your floor after making a mess.