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the love me meme

❤ You see someone. Lo and behold, you're in love with them; it's as simple as that. - Oh, I'm sorry, what? You're not in love with them? Well, you are now. The question is just... how are you in love with them?
❤ Post with your characters. Someone else will reply to your character. Then, you go and generate a random number between 1 and 5. Remember, that particular number only applies for that one thread.
❤ Match up that number with the appropriate category of ~*~love~*~ below, and that's how your character now feels about that replier!
❤ (If you really want a certain type for that thread, feel free to just pick one of the symptoms. But it's much more fun to draw one at random, sometimes!)
❤ Remember - just because Character A loves Character B doesn't mean Character B loves them back. (Or is going to be any less creeped out by this sudden change of heart...)

one.
Yandere love. You are obsessed with this person to the point that it is dangerous, unhealthy and absolutely insane; you want them to be with you, you, you, you, and only you, and nothing is going to stand in your way. No one is going to hurt your love - in fact, no one is going to come near your love. And if they say they don't love you? They will. You'll make them. Because you're meant to be together, and you're going to be together, forever and ever and ever. Married married married~

two.
Moe love. It is adorable, and sweet, and innocent. You want to hold hands and exchange chocolates and pretty cards and take long walks on the beach and talk about your future and your kids and aaaaw. It's just like you're in a G-rated Disney movie! You just want your True Love(TM) to be happy, and to know that you love them very much. ;u;

three.
Tsundere love. Of course you love them, but you're way too shy to admit that! Things like that are embarrassing, damn it! You'll yell and flail and hit the love of your life, but it's just because you're not sure how to show that you love them. I mean, you'll still be awfully upset if they try to leave you, or if they don't understand, or they don't want to kiss you... But there's no way you'll say "I love you"!! ... Not unless they say it first, at least. Physical comedy ahoy!

four.
Sexy love. Maybe there's some love hidden deep down somewhere, but that's not the priority here; first thing's first is that man needs to take his clothes off right now. You don't want to talk about your house and your white picket fence and your 2.5 kids; you just want to touch that person now, and you'll think about the rest in the morning. Kissing and contact and maybe a little lovin' are what you want, and nothing is going to stop you. No means yes. For underage characters (and those of us who w-would rather not write sexy things), kisses and flirting are all you need.

five.
Melodramatic love. This is very important and you know you're rushing things a little but this love was meant to be!! Your love life is suddenly a Shakespearean tragedy, complete with dramatic plot twists and turns, and you need to confess your love to the world before it's too late! There's no time to lose; in the morning, you're going to be exiled, your love is going to be hanged, your mother will be shot, your father will become a pirate and someone will kick your puppy!! For bonus points, speak in terrible, hilarious, terrible prose.

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It's fine, I was sleeping like shit anyway. You know how it is, right?

[She looks from him to her window, and there's no way those wings are fitting through.]

Meet me at the front door.

[And off she goes to open the front door, which actually isn't locked considering some asshole once upon a time glued a d4 over the lock. She swings the door open when she gets there.]

Yeah.

[He could have fit if he really tried, but it would've been a chore. But he gives a solemn nod and flutters off the windowsill to head for the door when she sees him open it. It takes some effort to fit inside, so he shifts back to normal once he reaches it.

Well, he was here. It'd been kind of a long day, it was nice to just indulge in the silence. He's suddenly incredibly grateful that Vriska doesn't have any housemates as he stuffs his hands into his pockets.]

You missed the big blowout. Long story short, I think I pissed the wrong people off -- not that that's a new thing or anything, but these dudes actually want my fine feathery ass at their kitchen table tonight, and I don't mean as a house guest.

[A long pause.]

So.

[Vriska's used to it, him getting into trouble. They're always getting into trouble with one thing or another. But it's never been something serious that could really endanger someone.

Her brows furrow.]

What stupid thing did you do this time?

Don't really want to talk about it. Not enough time.

[He stares at her, feeling himself freeze up again. Then, pointedly, he frowns at her. Time to get serious.]

Did you mean all of that shit you said?

[He should probably specify. He doesn't want to, it feels like a waste of words he could be using for other things.]

About John? The apology?

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[Wow, what an uncomfortable question. She frowns, shifting her weight and looking away from him. It was hard enough apologizing the first time, and now he's questioning it?]

What the hell kind of question is that? I don't just hand out joke apologies like that. I don't usually even hand out apologies at all.

Of course I meant it. What is this about?

I'm sorry.

[Long pause.]

For being a huge dingus.

[Another pause.]

And an asshole.

[Yet another.]

You didn't deserve that.

[No matter how many admittances he makes, it always sounds like there's something else he wants to say. Something he needs to say that he can't see to get out. It makes him clench his fists.]

[Side...eyeing........]

What the hell crawled up your nook? I thought you were just putting up with me for Egbert's sake.

That's how you made it sound.