talta | Call Me Out Post 2021

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Call Me Out Post 2021

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

♛ this time around i wanted a smaller focus of characters, but i will definitely 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 more than welcome! i've also got a wip shipping prefs list over here if you need it, but i'm down for trying just about anything!
♛ stuck on a prompt? here's a wip wishlist + a list of my favorite bakerstreet memes!

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I HAVE A NENE AND A JINX AND A SATOKO ALL FOR YOU LETS GOOOO what do you want what can i give you

CRIES I CAN'T PICK I'm not... even in a character journal, cries more, but maybe we RNG something??? Unless you want to do something with one more than the other, that's fine too!!

listen its not a "one at a time" with me its "what are we starting first" so i'm good with anything and everything, if there's any particular thing on your wishlist you wanna do.... im ready and willing

I want my ot3 dream, but hands you nanami. do you want me to throw random plot ideas at you? Is there anything you wanna explore specifically or jump right into?

[Sora initially assumes this to be a dream. When he wakes up and gets to his feet and -- whoa! Did that person just....walk right through him....? He tries to step out of the way of the huge...crossing in the road and all. Scrambling and almost falling over again in his haste in the process.

He doesn't even immediately notice the numbers on his hands, not with his gloves. He stands to the side of the crossing, trying to calm his breathing and get his bearings. Glancing and trying to ask a few people passing by what was going on and they....are apparently all ignoring him too? For some reason?]

What is going on....?

[It seems like it's been a long time since Naegi returned to his own world from Empatheias. No one would blame him if he thought that entire experience was a fever dream.

That is, until a very familiar shrimp strolls into his workplace.]

Excuse me, I'm looking for Makoto?

[There's a mountain of paperwork in front of him, still a little daunting for sure, but it's nothing that he hasn't been prepared for at home after working for the Future Foundation. He's sighing, rubbing at an ache in his neck when he hears the front door open.

Naegi's mouth is opening to call out how he can help whoever is there, but when he hears that voice - he freezes.

That voice is... It has to be...!

He stands abruptly, hands on the desk. Papers slide off of piles and flutter to the floor, but Naegi can't pay them any mind right now.]

...Dad?

[It's called out trembling, uncertain - hopeful. A wind that speaks of his surprise blows through the office, but there's warmth in it.]

There you are. Missed you, dear.

[Cherryblod smiles, like it hasn't been ages, and steps forward to gently tug Naegi into a hug.]

[The moment arms go around him, Naegi shakes a little - then even more. His eyes are already pooling with tears as he thinks of how long it's been, of the years that stretch out in his mind of the person that he didn't even know he needed to miss. The years that he got to live through what Komaru had told him here in Empatheias, of the fate of their parents being entirely unknown.

And as the first sob chokes out of him, he thinks most of all of the blood father that may not be around to hug him this way anymore.]

Cher- Dad, Dad I'm... I'm so sorry...! [He presses his forehead against Cherryblod, trying to keep from getting his clothes wet, but that in particular is a pointless endeavor because there's already a rain cloud forming over their heads even in spite of the taste of curry that floods his mouth. There's really no hope of controlling his reactions right now.] Even if it wasn't something I could control, I- I'm sorry I went away for so long...!

[Even if it was shorter for Cherryblod... it was still too long.]

[It's lucky that Cherryblod is comfortable in the water. Rain on him all you like, all he'll do is hold you tighter.]

Not your fault, Makoto. Could say the same to you - I came as soon as I could make it.

[He can't travel worlds under his own power, but he never stopped thinking of how he could come to see his son.]

[He stays pressed there, a moment longer or many as he feels himself piece back together, the embrace healing something he hadn't remembered was broken until only a short while ago.

When he feels like himself enough, he lifts his head. Eyes teary, he has to push some hair out of his eyes that's soaked with rain. It's still warm as it falls on him, but he can feel a little bit of a chill come in from being wet and he shivers slightly.

Part of him still insists there's responsibility for him to bear, there - but he's not 18 year old Naegi anymore, and he's just a little bit better about blaming himself for things out of his control. Instead, he nods, accepts it.]

...Thank you, for coming. Are- Have you been alright? [Gently, almost thoughtlessly, Naegi holds onto Cherryblod's sleeves.] Has everything okay here?

Quiet, peaceful. But not the same without you, dear.

[He isn't unhappy in the sea, particularly when it's safe - but he knew he was missing something.]

If I could've remembered... I would've wanted to come back to you, every single day. I would've done anything I could've to come back...

[Back to this place, full of so many precious people and memories.]

But I'm glad for it was peaceful, at least. Knowing that you were safe... is really comforting.

[He thinks back to his own world that he came from, filled with anything but peace, and Naegi feels nothing but grateful. If he has his way, Cherryblod will never have to witness any of that.]

And you, my dear? Were you safe?

[That's the important part here, not whatever happened to Cherryblod. Naegi deserves hardship far less, after all.]

[Naegi's expression flickers, and he knows he won't be able to hide it. Could never be able to hide it from Cherryblod, so he doesn't even try.]

...No. Not all the time. [He says it very quietly.] The state of the world was... in very bad shape when I got home. But I had Kirigiri-san and the rest of my friends, and we did what we could to watch out for ourselves and each other.

[He's not surprised - can't be, with what he knows of Naegi's world from before - but it does make him squeeze Naegi a little tighter.]

I'm sorry that I wasn't there to protect you, Makoto.

[Admittedly, he was already very far off schedule, and should have probably fought a little harder to get back on track. Childe's refusal to join La Signora on the return trip to Snezhnaya had come with the unfortunate price tag of needing to wait until the next vessel willing to ferry him back home opened up the capacity of passengers. Which... It had! Technically. Only, he hadn't been in the position to board when it had been ready to set sail, and Teucer's stowaway antics had necessitated his younger brother take the ticket back instead. He had now managed to officially tie up all the loose ends involving himself and the Northland Bank, his schedule fully and mercifully empty from now up until the next Snezhnayan trade vessel lowered anchor in Liyue's stone harbor.

As the saying went, "Third time's the charm."

A lack of responsibilities in the lands of the Geo Archon had soon him in the deepest throes of wanderlust and mind numbing boredom, and Childe had relocated himself from the fine inns and expensive dining within the city proper to more of a... Rustic living style. He'd taken to living in one of the Fatui outposts near Lingju Pass, spending his days training the new recruits in the art of combat and endurance. His nights passed peacefully, resting within one of the standard issue canvas tents and dreaming of home.

It... Was still quite boring, honestly. But the courier bearing news of his travel arrangements would arrive any day now, and thus the monotony would only need to be endured for just a while longer. Besides, it was better to remain here and away from the city, where the rumors of his involvement in the summoning of Osial could not be fueled by the fire of his own presence. It was better to let things die down naturally.

Today was a day like any other, bright and sunny, with only the occasional cloud in the sky to lazily float past the clear and unbroken cyan blues above. The recruits he had been personally overseeing had taken the good weather as an excuse to get some patrol work done, and in their absence, he had decidedly set out armed with a fishing rod and an empty bucket. Following the river southeast towards Mount Tianheng, he set up shop on the banks of the water and cast out his first line.

Very important Fatui business. Clearly.]

[He's always surprising her, isn't he?

Lumine doesn't always wander out of her way, but she's doing it more since that episode with Childe and Teucer - a desperate need to clear it of the thoughts that seem to cloud it now at a rapid rate. What she doesn't expect is to find the person that's occupying her head way too much, benignly fishing without a care in the world.

At first she thinks of just turning around and walking the other way, but then- she's speaking before she can even reel her thoughts back.]

An interesting place to find the Eleventh Harbinger, don't you think?

[In all honesty, he held both himself and his senses to such high regard that Childe had been all but certain that it was nearly impossible for someone to get the jump on him these days. The word nearly here was paramount, as somehow Lumine has in fact managed to sneak up on him all the same.

Although in hindsight, such a notion wasn't really all that surprising; she had become something of an exception to a lot of his personal rules and routines, after all. To his credit, the way her voice rings out from behind him doesn't make him jump or jolt, and only the subtle way his shoulders momentarily stiffen on reflex would be enough to give away his brief lapse in guard.]

Oh, I'm sure I could think up a few areas that would be a lot more unexpected. Just wait until I surprise you in a domain some day. [His tone is bright and chipper as always, and there's a grin tucked into his words as he keeps his eyes on a particularly large koi that's currently in the process of sizing up his lure. A brief war is waged on whether he should wait to fully address her until after he manages to bag a catch, one that's quickly conceded as he starts the process of reeling his line back in.

She's certainly more interesting than a koi, after all. Especially if he can manage to goad her into drawing a weapon on him.]

Although, with the way we keep running into each other like this, I'm sort of starting to think that you might be actively trying to track me down. [He's tilting his head just enough to glance back at her over his shoulder, the curve of the smirk on his lips pairing with the teasing note his voice takes on.] Miss me that dearly, comrade?

Edited 2022-01-23 08:42 (UTC)

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Call Me Out Post 2021

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TWEWY l Sora & Neku

give me the son boy

me trying to remember how to write Naegi

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the way I'm already so invested in this I dug into imgur for the album

baby

wehhhhhhhhh

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Hands you a Whale for a Girl™

Whale! Whale! Whale!

its him it's beluga boy