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Anime Romantic Tropes Meme
Anime Romantic Tropes Meme
Anime has some unique tropes when it comes to romance, perhaps because of the setting or the culture in which the medium comes out of. However, these days, some of these conventions have become familiar and prominent - both in anime focusing on romance AND in the more general fare. This meme is for playing out those in all their wonderful, strange, romantic, touching, or sometimes over-the-top and cheesy elements.
By no means is this meme only for anime characters or for characters in Japanese setting. Everything here is generalized enough to apply to just about anything. I would love to see any sort of character here, because come on. No matter what you play, you have to love some romance.
HOW TO PLAY
- Comment with your character and preferences.
- Comment to others.
- THAT'S IT YOU'RE PLAYING.
PROMPTS
- School Romance: Oh, I hope senpai notices me...or the cute class president, or the head of cooking club, or -
- Childhood Crush: You've known each other for a long time, but one of you had to leave when you were kids. Now you'
- re back together, and the dynamic is totally different. This also often involves a "childhood marriage proposal," where the naive party promises marriage and the other takes it seriously.
- Love Note: The note you left the object of your affection might be a bit passive, but you can't confess face to face!
- You're Like Family to Me: The two of you have been close forever, so you've never seen each other like that...until now.
- Tsundere: G-geez, idiot, it's not like I like you or anything! I was just worried...worried, okay? Don't make me slap you!
- Kuudere/Ice Queen (King): I have no interest in things like "love" or "romance." They are the least important things in this world.
- Yandere: You don't like me anymore? How...? Oh, that's alright. I'll make you LiKe Me.
- Unlucky Friend: You lost the person of your dreams to someone else, perhaps because of their allure or perhaps because you never spoke up. What can you do now?
- Red String of Fate: That person? You know you're totally meant for them! So what if you've never talked? You have the red string of fate!
- I'll Cheer You On: Always supportive, always by your side, they're the person you can count on. Why do they care so much, though?
- Harem: One guy. Lots of girls. Craziness ensues.
- Reverse Harem: One girl. Lots of guys. Craziness ensues.
- Head Patting: Apparently a great way to show you care, both for dogs and for humans.
- Indirect Kiss: Your lips touched that. Their lips touched that. OH MY GOD IT'S LIKE YOU KISSED.
- Slap-Slap-Kiss: I could kill you for what you just did! I could - I could KISS YOU.
- Confession in the Heat of the Moment: You're about to go defeat the ultimate baddie. How about confessing your feelings to the person you love? Seems legit.
- Food for Thought: I made you lunch. Want to share?
- Repaying a Debt: You broke a vase, ruined somebody's priceless something-or-another, and now you have to be their servant until you pay it off!
- I'll Be Your Dog: Or you don't owe that person anything, you just wait on them hand and foot and hope they'll appreciate you one day.
- The Kind of ____ You Like: You want to change yourself to the type that the object of your desire wants.
- One-Sided Love: Sadly, still a trope here. As always, a heart will be broken. But maybe, just maybe, the love isn't unrequited. Maybe the other person isn't aware!
- Jerk/Sweetheart: The pairing of a stoic jackass and a manic pixie dream.
- Misunderstood Delinquent: You're not what you seem. You just want to give flowers to that cute girl, not run her over with your motorcycle!
- Fight for You: I won't lose the hand of my girl/guy to the likes of you!
- Sudden Kiss: Kiss from nowhere! There are lots of reasons for this: to stop someone from crying, to make them be quiet, or just to explain yourself when words can't.
- Kiss on the Forehead: It's a sweet way to say "I love you."
- Physical Difference: Usually size difference - and then, it's usually big guy/tiny girl, though big girl/tiny guy is explored as well - though this is present in a lot of different ways.
- Class Difference: Again, sometimes common in western fiction, but anime is made in a culture that is still greatly stratified by class, whether it be wealth or power structures.
- Oh, My Goddess!: Uh-oh, you accidentally summoned an angel/demon/alien/god/goddess. And now they're bound to you forever! But at least you can stay just friends...or something like that.
- Teach Me To Become Human: A robot, an alien, a god, a demon, or anything beyond our human knowledge wants to know more about our emotions - from you and your love.
- Single-Gender School: For all the yaoi and yuri fans out there, don your uniforms and remember that Maria is watching.
- The Silent Protector: In love with his/her charge, but never able to act on it.
- The Perfect Waifu/Husbando: They are so graceful, so lovely, so kind, you've really lucked out!
- To Make My Beloved Happy: You will do anything for the person you love, even if that means not being with them.
- WILDCARD
Aaron Goodlace | OC
...#34. Irony~!
When she had announced to him that she was knocked up, they'd gone through a very confusing period of time when Aaron had been way more into the idea than she'd thought he'd be, given their constant casual disdain -- up until that point -- for planning their futures or talking about serious things. It'd let to squabbles that had happened more out of confusion and crossed wires than any serious beef or ire, and then finally, in the last month, the pair of them had settled into the idea and started really getting their domestic on.
Scratch that: Aaron had really been getting his domestic on, and Kay had been reaping the benefits.
Only rarely before had she had mates who fell into the same category of attentiveness that he did. Even if he laced everything he did with snark and subtext, she'd long ago become a pro at reading his meaning and besides, words aside, he really had his game face on. He had found a lot of the furniture that had gone into the nursery; he had done a ton of prenatal information-gathering (much stuff that Kay already knew, but he still got mucho points for it); he had been going out of his way to make her comfortable physically and psychologically, although if she called him on it he laughed it off or made it a game of taunts.
In short, they weren't married and weren't likely to get married and yet here he was, being a stereotypically exceptional husband.
So she'd taken the opportunity to try and make a gesture of her own. He'd been working from home a lot in his pit of computers, but sometimes office visits were necessary, especially considering the big planning he was doing. She'd very recently cut back on her work hours given that she was now starting to show (barely; it really just looked like she'd eaten a lot at dinner, but all the time) and her work was mostly heavy lifting.
She'd often told him that she could cook but didn't like to, and he'd laughed at her for it. Well, they'd see who was laughing tonight. It was true she had a great deal of previous practice in the matter, accrued over several lifetimes of pre-takeout societies, and so she got fancy: thin steaks with wine sauce, risotto, roasted vegetables. Nice table settings in their still-pretty-bare dining room, a roaring fire in the fireplace (of course). Coffee waiting, the nice stuff.
Aaron would come home to a warm house, welcoming lights in the windows, and mouth-watering smells. Kay lazily circulating around their big kitchen, and then sauntering to meet him at the door, a tall cup of coffee, sweetened, cream, in each hand.
"Hey, gorgeous," she greeted, leaning against the doorjamb that led to the living room.
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I can't stop DAWing.
How do you manage these things!?))
It'd been a day of going in and managing his small team from their office, checking in on their progress, holding meeting after incessant meeting. Aaron had been feeding everyone hints of what he was up to, but it took practice and it took tact and, more than anything, it took face time to keep his very intelligent
minionsemployees from talking too much about what it was that they did, while still putting all of their thoughts into the pot of what he ultimately needed, the better to come up with game plans.What a fucktonne of work it was -- was continuing to be -- and Aaron was glad merely to pull their shitty old car up the extended driveway of their home. That all the lights were on did not surprise him, but once he stepped through the threshold of their house, the smell did. Kay's mugs in either hand did it for him.
"What the hell happened here?" he asked, slipping his courier bag over his shoulder and letting it fall to the floor before closing the door -- and the horrendously cold draft -- behind him. He was grinning, though. This was... he didn't know what this was.
Space magic. :3
Once he'd taken it she got right up close to him and leaned up, claiming his mouth even before the coffee had a chance to get to it.
Once she'd finished kissing him she fell back, smiling. "A little something to tide you over till dinner. Should beee," she checked her nonexistent watch, "fifteen minutes? Give or take bitchy potatoes."
Re: Space magic. :3
He only realized he should probably stop when he nearly spilled coffee on them both. "Let's sit, shall we?"
Into the kitchen they went, Aaron marveling to himself and out loud all the way up to the set table. "Who are you and what did you do with my Kay?" he asked, stupified.
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She looked up at him again and grinned. "If you want the chair's set up in front of the fire. Kick your feet up, I'll holler when dinner's a thing."
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Then he visibly sauntered to the chair, kicking his feet up over the pile of logs and pulling out some more work, now that he thought about it. May as well get done what needed it.
{{I can't remember, are we playing them in a timeframe early enough back that tablets don't exist yet?))
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Owed, schmowed -- but she wasn't going to tell him as much. Let him think he owed her. Then he'd just do another thing she'd have to retaliate for, and as it was turning out, retaliations in the game of who's-the-better-sigoth were really not so bad.
She was in there for another tennish minutes, and then a couple more while he listened to her put things out on their oversized, gorgeous antique wooden table -- one of their very first purchases to go with their new place and, as it turned out, just exceptionally heavy. Then her voice floated from the dining room, adjoined to the kitchen, "soup's up!"
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Aaron had realized that something was missing, and so he had been dealing with it as Kay got to work in the kitchen. They may not have furniture enough to fill a house, yet, but they had what came from their amalgamation of apartments, and that included a stereo system. Out of a sense of duty the blonde had set up with a gentler sort of punk, something that Kay would appreciate for her days pre-Aaron, to lend the room a feeling of the nostalgia without abraiding the classiness too much. Now he sauntered over to the table, getting a load of what the woman had set out.
"Shit, you went all out. What is this stuff?" he was already lading out risotto and the rest of the works for himself. Just one thing he wasn't going to allow her to do!
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She was more than happy to let him serve himself up, and she followed him up at each dish. Maybe she'd done it as a treat for him, but nothin' like getting to eat the food you've been putting together all day! She did get to his wine glass first, though, topping him up with the red she'd brought out.
As she slid into her own place setting she was grinning, and, settling in, tilted her head to listen to the dulcet tones of NOFX, played so quietly as to be positively sedate. "Nice touch," she told him, "very romantic."
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The music choice garnered only a wink. He knew what the ladies liked.