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The Sad Things Meme

The Sad Things Meme

Sometimes you just need sad things. Sometimes you just need to break your heart. This is the meme for those times. This is the sad things meme.
WARNING: This is a dark meme and may contain triggering subjects.

How To Play:
A) Post a comment. (Please put character name and fandom in the subject line. You can put preferences in the comment itself if you have specifics you want/don't want)
B) Use RNG to get your number or pick a prompt.
C) Reply to others with that prompt.
D) All of the sad things. All of them.

The Prompts

1) See You Again: You've just come face to face with someone you never thought you'd see again and don't really want to see again. An ex. An old friend who betrayed you. A person who hurt you in some way or hurt someone you loved. The worst part is... despite it all you still care about this person. And maybe they don't feel the same.

2) Parting Ways: You've lost someone very dear to you. Or are about to lose someone very dear to you. Are you at their side in their final moments? Or are you mourning with someone over a shared loved one? Maybe you just need to cry on a friend's shoulder over the loss of someone your friend doesn't even know that well.

3) A Fading Dream: You had big dreams. To be a musician. To be an actor. To be a writer or a doctor or an athlete. Something has taken that away. You don't have the money to go to school for it or you've sustained an injury that ensures you'll never be able to do what you want. Maybe you just have to do something else because of what someone else wants.

4) Torn Apart, Forced Together: You have someone you love very much but you can't be with them. You have to marry someone else. An arranged marriage or maybe just you and your love are separated by social classes. Maybe there are expectations you have to live up to. Maybe you're in a loveless marriage when you find that special someone. Whatever the case, your dearest is being kept from you by something.

5) Life Out There: You're married to someone you don't love or you're tied down by children. You're kept under lock and key by someone with power over you. Maybe everything about your situation makes you feel trapped and you long for something more. But instead you're stuck in this dull life due to something or someone tying you down. It's caused bitterness. Resentment for this person. You want out.

6) Do You See Me?: You are desperately in love with someone who won't even look your way. They love someone else or maybe they only see you as a friend. Maybe they know. maybe they don't know. But you're hopelessly in love and they just don't love you back.

7) This Is Goodbye: A breakup is on it's way. Maybe you see it coming or maybe it's going to blindside you. Do you still love this person? Will you beg them to stay? Retaliate in anger? Try to force them not to leave? Or are you the one breaking up and they're holding on?

8) Illness: It's incurable. Maybe terminal. Maybe it's just making your life harder as the days go by. Cancer, depression, loss of memory... it doesn't matter what it is. Life is just not really a happy thing for you right now. And maybe you're making your loved ones miserable with it too.

9) In Pieces: There's been trauma in your life. A recent experience which left your life shattered and you don't know how to pick up the pieces. A break-in has left you feeling unsafe. You're being stalked. Someone is abusing you in some manner. You don't know how to cope.

10) Rock Bottom: Drugs, booze, sex. Whatever you can get to numb the pain. You just need this escape. But it's tearing your loved ones apart to see you slip further and further away.

11) All My Fault: Someone you love has been hurt and it's all your fault. Things have gotten difficult between the two of you. You want to comfort them but know you may just hurt them more.

12) Roulette: Mix and match or make up your own.

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[It had happened so quickly, no one ever saw it coming. A sudden thunderstorm during a particularly dry season resulted in a terrible fire in the forest near her home. There had been warning and notices for evacuation, but Fluttershy was more concerned about the animals in her home and in the forest than she was about anything else.

Calling the Tortuga and asking the crew to help seemed like the best option at the time, for who better than to help with the fire and rescue the creatures of the forest than the Wild Kratts crew? But the fire raged worse than any of them expecting, and during the rescue they had all gotten separated somehow.

Fluttershy knew she had to make it back to the Tortuga, but with the smoke obscuring her vision and the fire blazing around her, it was easy to get turned around and lost. And while she knew the others could probably take care of themselves, she couldn't help but worry about them.

So as she tried to hurry through the burning forest, coughing and doing her best not to breathe in the smoke, she still called for them, just in case they were within earshot.]

Chris...! Martin...!

[For once, his default small size was almost to his advantage. Keeping low to the ground, he was able to avoid some of the smoke and ash and still move quickly, although there was still enough to make him cough intermittently and his eyes and nose burn uncomfortably. And as a fox, he could ferret out stranded wildlife easier and either carry them to safety, or flush or lead them out of danger.

He watched a pair of rabbits go scrambling for a break in the flames to safety, and then raised his head a little at a shout from nearby, his ears swiveling back towards the sound. He'd been desperately worried about the rest of the crew since they'd been separated, having not seen one of them since and hoping that they, like him, were okay and simply carrying on with the mission.]

Fluttershy!

[Recognizing the voice, he sprinted off in her direction, squeezing under fallen branches and taking a path around the worst of the blaze towards her.]

Fluttershy?!

[She coughed, the smoke already burning in her lungs as she stumbled her way through the forest. The sound of her name catches her attention, and she pauses, having to try hard to hear through all the noise and commotion around her.]

M-Martin...!

[Every instinct tells her to go look for him. But she knew at the moment, it would be much safer and easier to stay where she was and trusting that he'd find her soon.]

[And find her soon he would. Her call was more than enough for him to get a pinpoint on her location, as he skirted past some burning underbrush and around a charred tree, only to nearly run into her.]

Fluttershy!!

[She should have been back at the Tortuga by now. It was too dangerous out here for Fluttershy...well, for anyone really, but he, his brother and the rest of the crew had better equipment and experience for forest fire rescues. Although the fact that she'd been stranded out here just doubled his concern for the rest of his teammates...and his brother.]

Come on, we've gotta get you to the Tortuga!

[She coughed raspily, the fact that she had been out in the fire longer than the others starting to take its toll on her. The smoke stung her eyes and made it hard to see, and the blazing heat around them made it all the worse, her tears long since evaporated.

She whimpered, nearly collapsing to her knees as she stumbled towards him.]

M-Martin...I-I can't...

[On impulse, he moved to steady her, although he wasn't able to do much more than push back slightly against her shins.]

Easy...

[Watching her worriedly, his jaw set itself into a determined line, as he spoke with as calm and reassuring a tone he could manage.]

Yes, you can. ...Don't worry...I'm gonna help you.

[He couldn't hear any of his crew mates, nor his brother over the roar of the fire, but he could get Fluttershy back to the Tortuga on his own. He just had to change forms first...

Trying very hard to ignore the raging fire around them that was making his eyes and nose burn, breathing difficult, and doing its darndest to otherwise occupy his attention, he focused everything he had on shifting to his human form.]

[She watched him as she covered her mouth with her sleeve, trying to filter out as much of the smoke as possible. But the fire around them seemed to be growing, looming over them and closing in on the little space they currently occupied.

The increasing fire made her even more worried about the others...about Chris...but Martin's presence was reassuring. And when they made it back to the Tortuga, it'd be easier to look for the rest of the crew as well...

It was just by chance that she managed to hear the sound of snapping wood above the crackling inferno, but it was enough to draw her attention to a nearby tree. And she choked on a breath when she realized it was leaning way too much towards them.]

M...M-Martin...!

[The tree was coming down, and Martin was still concentrating on changing back to his human form to notice.]

Martin!

[With a sudden burst of renewed energy, she grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, the easiest place to be able to pick him up off the ground. Then she heaved him off to the side as hard as she could, with just enough time to hope that she wasn't throwing him directly into a line of fire before the tree collapsed completely on top of her.]

[He squeaked when she scruffed him, that more than anything else finally breaking his concentration, although if that hadn't done it, her throwing him to safety surely would have. He yelped when he landed, roughly but thankfully in a fire-free patch of dirt and clear of the tree as it collapsed, spraying up an awful, although thankfully small cloud of dust and ash off the ground.

Stunned from his landing, he lay there a moment, before coughing thickly and staggering slowly back to his paws, opening his eyes blearily.]

...Fluttershy...?

[It was only then that he saw the fallen tree and put two and two together, the realization striking him cold.]

FLUTTERSHY!!

[Coughing, he scrambled to her side, stopping short when he saw her pinned. Momentarily horrified, he snapped himself out of it and moved to nose her forehead, not even noticing he was also whimpering in a canine fashion.]

...Fluttershy?

[Please say something...anything...]

[Unfortunately he wouldn't get an answer, as she was completely out cold from the crash.

Luckily the tree wasn't too large, the one saving grace that kept her from being completely crushed by it. But it was large enough that it completely pinned her to the ground, and turning her breathing - already heavy from the surrounding smoke - even more labored and shallow.

And the fire continued to rage around them, making their situation grow worse with every passing second.]

[When calling her name a couple more times and gentle, but persistent, nudging got him no response, he gritted his teeth a little before inclining his head, just able to make out the sound of her breathing over the roar of the fire.

She was still breathing....she'd be fine. He just had to get her out.

Coughing, he retreated back a couple of steps, casting a wary look at the surrounding flames before he re-doubled his concentration and shifted to his human form, his focus almost alarmingly clear with Fluttershy's life on the line. The change in size sent him into another coughing fit as he half-stumbled, half-crawled back to the tree pinning her to the ground. Bracing himself, he lifted with everything he had, trying to push the tree away.

...But it just wasn't enough.

He tried again, and then again, but with his strength failing him and a growing wave of nausea and dizziness beginning to threaten to over-take him, he realized he had to switch tactics and fast.

Swaying unsteadily as he shrank back down to fox form, he shook his head to clear it, and then did the only other thing he could think of: Use the bat-eared fox's natural creature powers as he began to dig fervently beside Fluttershy.

...If he could dig away enough of the surrounding ground perhaps he could get her loose enough to pull her free.]

Come on...dig...dig faster...

[But even though he dug as quickly as he could, he was slowly realizing there just wasn't enough time. In a last ditch effort and beginning to lose coherency, he squeezed himself underneath the tree where he'd dug, coughing as he pushed up with what little he had left.]

Come on...come on, please....please...

[Chris had been out there just as the rest of them were, directing animals out of the fire or taking severely injured ones back to the Tortuga. It was on one of these trips that he learned Fluttershy and Martin hadn't checked back in lately.

To say he left at breakneck speed was an understatement.

Plunging back into the fire, Chris ran as fast as his wings could carry them and then, when they were too tired to carry him alone anymore, on hands and feet and then, finally, alight by wings. He tried so hard not to let a panic get to him, but the longer he ran through the blazing forest without any answer, without any sense that they were nearby, the more worried he got.

All too soon he was a frantic beast of his own, full demon mode doing nothing but propelling him faster into a frenzy as he beat his wings through the trees, heedless of anything in his way. Though he had started out this search in the more human form, the more scared he got, the more the control slipped and the more ash and smoke seemed to cloak him like shadows.

The sound of a tree crashing caught his attention, and the cries heard in it made his blood run cold. That sounded like- oh please don't let it be, oh please don't let it be...

Unfortunately his worst fears were realized as he came to the scene of the accident, perching on a high branch just long enough to get a bearing on the scene before diving in. Less man than shadow at this point he landed with a heavy thud that kicked up ash and dust, and then scrambled over to the tree.

Claws hooked under the round trunk and legs braced, wings flapping for additional push as he grit his teeth and pulled up with all his might.]

[Martin didn't even hear the thud, either unable to comprehend it or assuming it was another tree falling nearby. The cloud of ash and dust kicked up made him cough and slip, although he recovered quickly and started pushing up in vain again.

He had to be delirious by now because it actually seemed like it was working. Martin was optimistic, but a single bat-eared fox couldn't possibly hope to lift a tree more than 15 times his size. And yet, it felt as though the trunk above him was moving...

And then suddenly, the tree was clear of them. He stumbled forward, not expecting the loss of the weight, landing on his side next to Fluttershy and coughing again. Blearily glancing up, he spied a dark shadow-y shape above him, almost drowsily wondering for a brief terrifying second if he wasn't looking at the specter of Death itself.

Until everything clicked...]

...Th-anks, Bro...

[Chris didn't acknowledge Martin at first, knowing he had to get that tree entirely clear. All four wings lifted him up, albeit only inches off the ground and he pivoted it away, finally dropping it down in a clear space nearby.

Then he came down again instantly, rushing over to the two of them. There were words in some garbled mix of English and the demon speak that he produces when he's toeing the line between forms, but whatever its meaning was it was lost in the broken tone it was carried in, which had nothing to do with it being a blend of languages.

His arms instantly swept up his brother as he went down to his knees and he held him close, one hand resting between those big fox ears. He lingered for just a few moments and then, still holding Martin against him as a protective mother does her baby, went over to Fluttershy in the same worried panic.

She had minor injuries, that he could tell, but it was being unconscious that was really hitting him deep. A frantic look at his brother and then he knelt beside her, swallowing deeply. Reluctant to let go of Martin as he was, he reached out with one hand as he bent over her, touching her face.]

[With the tree lifted, her breathing came a little easier, though it was still weak and forced, desperate for air where there was none to be given.

And though she didn't wake, there was a slight movement; perhaps just a spasm, or just her body trying to shift into a better breathing position...or perhaps just the slightest lean into Chris' hand at his touch.]

[He couldn't understand Chris's garbled speech, long past the point where even english would have been hard for him to parse, but it didn't matter as he got the sentiment, croakily trying to reassure his brother in return.]

...I'm f-ine...d-on't worry about me...

[His words were spoiled a little by the coughing fit that followed, but it was the truth so far as he was concerned; he hadn't been pinned under that tree after all.

Taking a moment or two to catch what breath he could, he caught the look Chris sent him at the sight of Fluttershy, and he'd have almost honestly preferred a tree had flattened him to the feeling that look gave him.

How was he ever going to explain...?

He shook his head at that, taking advantage of the slightly loosened grip Chris had on him to pull himself free of it and up onto his brother's shoulders, admittedly more lying across them than he was perching at this point.]

...Go on...get her out of here...

[His tone was encouraging but urgent. Fluttershy would need help, and soon, and he could hold on. She couldn't.]

[His thumb stroked her cheek as he took one long look at her. A heaved sigh and then he shifts, decision made.

Both hands come up and pluck Martin down, giving him a little squeeze to himself before he, ever so gently, places him on Fluttershy's midsection.]

<Hold on.>

[Two words in perfect clarity, despite being in the demon language. Leaning over, he carefully slid his hands underneath Fluttershy and lifted her up, holding her to him bridal style. He stayed bent over as the primary pair of wings unfurled, beating at the ground, taking out massive scoops of air that kicked up smoke and ash.

One powerful kick off with his legs and a moment to balance in midair before he took off, holding both Fluttershy and Martin to him, powering up and above the tree line. Only when he was out in clear air did he start to level off, bearing straight for the Tortuga's location.]

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[Thankfully it was a short trip to the Tortuga after that.

What was not short was everything that took place after the landing, as far as treating Martin and especially Fluttershy was concerned. Making sure their bodies had enough oxygen and water was the first thing, and then examining the severity of Fluttershy's condition.

Eventually her physical injuries were taken care of, and she was placed in one of the Tortuga's bedrooms to rest, where she remained unconscious while the rest of the crew continued working to rescue creatures and prevent the fire from spreading any farther.

It was only long after the fire was contained, and eventually put out, that Fluttershy started drifting back to consciousness with a soft groan. Her eyes fluttered open, unfocused as they glanced around before the pain of her injuries caught up to her.

She breathed shortly, as though her body wasn't used to taking in oxygen any more, trying hard to relax though the pain made her tense. And disoriented as she was, her mind had trouble grasping where she was and what was happening. All she remembered was the fire, and the tree...

And Martin.]

M...M-Mar..'in...

[If Fluttershy happened to look to her side, or even shift her arm a little, she'd notice that the Kratt she was looking for was curled up at her side in a tight ball.

His fur was a little singed in places, but on the whole he seemed okay, seemingly dozing at her side with only a slight wheeze in his otherwise quiet breathing.

He wasn't sleeping though. How could he possibly sleep after everything that had happened? ...After everything that was still happening...

And he certainly couldn't sleep with Fluttershy in an unconscious state. He hadn't gotten the chance to even explain what had happened to his brother.

...Rather...maybe he could have tried harder to explain what had happened...and he didn't. He wasn't sure. But either way he didn't like it. Especially when he'd never been afraid to tell his brother anything.

His ears twitched at Fluttershy's quiet voice, his hopes instantly raising. Unsure of what he could possibly say to her either though, he simply nosed his head a little against her nearby hand.]

[Her hand twitched just slightly, inching closer to him so she could gently pet the top of his head. She tensed for a moment as a coughing fit rattled through her body, still seeking the much-needed oxygen.

When it passed she took a few gasping breaths, her eyes opening again and glancing around, better able to focus now. She glanced at her side, just to make sure it was who she thought it was.

Still petting his head, she managed a small, tired smile.]

Y-You're...okay...?

[He winces at the coughing fit, cringing back a little. It's painful to hear her breathing like that, and he hardly wants to imagine what it must feel like for Fluttershy.

The pets are soothing, but he's still feeling rotten about the whole thing. He manages a weak smile all the same though as he looks up at her.]

Yeah...heh...I'm just fine...

[He definitely was not just fine, but he was more fine than Fluttershy was.]

Completely thanks to you, Fluttershy...

[And his brother too, but there'd be time later to thank him for that.]

[Her smile brightened a little; it was still weak to be sure, but she seemed more relaxed at least, knowing he was okay.]

'm...glad you're safe...

[There was a small laugh from him.]

S-same here...th-thanks for havin' my back out there...

[Funny, he'd thought he'd be the one leading her back to safety, when instead, she was the one who'd saved him.

His expression softened a little, as he exhaled a little tiredly.]

...I owe y'one.

[Another cough shook her body, but it didn't stop her from turning onto her side towards him, gently pulling him closer and hugging him as best she could.]

I-I'm...glad I could...be there for you...

[And hopefully he wouldn't have to return the favor for a long, long time.]

[He let himself get pulled along, barely even moving as she hugged him in, almost like a floppy stuffed animal. He was tired still, and he wouldn't have protested the gesture anyway. If anything, it was actually very soothing. He started to half-nuzzle into the hug exhaustedly before he realized what he was doing and simply rested his head on her arm instead, the brief respite he'd gotten from feeling incredibly guilty about this whole thing ending abruptly.

After all, he still hadn't told Chris what had happened, and if he didn't, then surely he'd find out eventually from Fluttershy. ...And he didn't want that. It'd just feel even more like he was trying to hide the whole event from his brother.]

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The Sad Things Meme

Martin Kratt | Wild Kratts

11 and 12-ish, with human!Fluttershy and Monster!AU

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