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the true love meme

❝THE TRUE LOVE ♡ meme❞
Perhaps you're the kindest, most love-filled person in the world. Or, on the other hand, you may be a calculating, cold villain. But for this meme, everyone in this spectrum has one thing in common: you feel love towards someone. Not a facade, not even lust, but real, true love. This, of course, complicates things, yet your love is all-consuming and cannot be ignored.

How To Play:

This is a shipping meme that operates on "true love." You're welcome to interpret that as you will through your character and your character's culture/society/canon, but what your character will feel is equivalent to love. Not pretending, not a falsehood, etc etc. Actual love. This may be hard for them but that's the point of the meme!
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Use the prompts or make up your own ideas.

Prompts:
1. First Love: You've never felt love before, at least not romantic love.
2. Been Burned Before: You had a relationship or loved someone before, and it didn't go well.
3. Fighting It: Nope. You don't want love. Not gonna happen.
4. Confession: You decide not to fight it. Instead, you just want to give in and tell the person, for better or for worse. Good thing they love you back...
5. Courtship: You want to take it slow, so you're doing the dating thing. Awww, how sweet.
6. Do That To Me One More Time: The obligatory smut option. You're using the physical to show the emotional.
7. I Don't Deserve You: You don't think you deserve the affection of the amazing, perfect person who loves you, disgusting and horrible and broken you.
8. Forbidden: It had to be here. You're both members of different factions, species, classes, and so on. But nothing will stand in the way of your feelings unless you let it.
9. Be My Bad Boy: Similar to the above but one of you is "good" while the other is "evil." Despite this, your relationship is just as strong and just as pure as anyone else's.
10. For Your Own Good: We all know the romance trope. One party must leave the other, though they still love them desperately. They must make their love hate them for their own good.
11. Trying to Make It Work: Through good times and bad, you've decided to work together for what you feel, because you know you'll only ever love this person.
12. Back Together: You only had room for one person in your heart, and they were the one that got away. Now, though, you have another chance.
13. I Refuse to Leave: Sometimes, even true love isn't all that good. Sometimes it's destructive and painful, and the person you love isn't the one who's good for you. But they love you, and you can't leave.
14. Keep Your Hands Off!: You have to defend your partner, and you won't let anyone stand in the way.
15. Marry You: You've decided to make things permanent. You're getting married to this person, or whatever other bonding ceremony applies.
16. Doomed: You are seeing this love through to the end, even if you know one of you is dying, being taken away, or otherwise gone from the picture.
17. Wildcard

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[ooc: before i roll, do you mind cross canon with a mutant computer expert?]

[I wouldn't mind, but I'm not terribly familiar with the canon details, so I may need a few hints about her to keep Sherlock IC.]

[That's absolutely fair. She's a native of Chicago, huge Cubs fan, has a genius IQ and can work magic with a computer. She's also been an X-Men since she was around 14, had three different code names, has sometimes questionable fashion sense. Um. She worked in England with a different superhero group called Excalibur for a while, so she's not entirely unfamiliar with the country. The canon point I play her from is after that, and a little AU. Oh, she's frequently snarky and tends to date older guys.]

[Did you want to set up a scene or would you rather have me do it? :3]

[and forgot the important stuff. she's a professional level dancer and can phase through almost anything. um, if you'd like to set it up, very cool. if not, i'll try my luck with rng.]

[I am actually going to be sleeping very soon, but I can set it up in the morning unless you want to do it before then. ♥ ]

[I'll try and write something up. Would you prefer beginning or middle of a relationship?]

[Glad I checked my email again. Beginning would mean Sherlock is reluctant by default, so I'll leave that up to you.]

[ When it comes to love, people will tell you that Kitty Pryde has no idea what she's doing, even if she knows what she wants. The few she's had have either never quite gotten off the ground(Piotr Rasputin, who fell in love with someone else), or flown so high that a spectacular crash and burn was inevitable (Pete Wisdom, she broken his heart). But then, other people say that the third time is supposed to be a charm, and those are the ones that she's listening to now.

She meets Sherlock at Scotland Yard. He's there discussing police business and she's there trying to make a report about finding a dead body in the alley behind her apartment-- er, flat. Turns out to be an ordinary, run of the mill mob hit. As ordinary as those things are, anyway. Sherlock comes along and solves the murder pretty quickly. Quickly enough to impress Kitty. Possessed by some spirit of Saint Murphy, she'd asks him out for coffee. And then he asks her out for tea (someone has to culture the Yank). Tea turns to lunch, then dinner, then breakfast, and one night he takes her along to a scientific lecture on reading crime scenes. He's the lecturer.

It isn't until after he agrees to sit through a Christmas ballet with her, several months into this, that she makes a belatedly obvious realization. She's falling for him. In a big, huge, 'why will I never learn' way. In a way that his stupid texts can make her heart race. It's .. absolutely terrifying. She's been through this crap before, with people who aren't so hard to read. She sits on the information for two weeks, trying to figure out how - and if - to tell him. In the end it comes down to making herself be brave.

If Kitty never tries, she'll never know. So she texts him a meeting time and the address of a little park not too far from her apartm-- flat. She's there early, settled on a bench, umbrella in her lap in case it rains. Now all Sherlock has to do is show up. ]

Edited 2013-07-27 06:05 (UTC)

[ He feels like a total tool, wearing a white button-up shirt and the bowtie that his sister insisted he wear, damn her. Morgiana was cool, and he was going to embarrass himself. Ugh, it wasn't even a high school dance, just some stupid middle school shin dig where they didn't even need to have dates, but he asked her because he is such an idiot and a loser and is too scared to show up alone and have everyone ignore him on the dance floor and--

His dad honked the car horn, looking more and more aggravated as time goes on. It probably didn't help that Horohoro had been standing, staring at the door dumbly for the last few minutes. ]

Shut up, Dad! [ Horohoro shouts, and then, nerves be damned, he slams his finger into Morgiana's doorbell. ]

[The sudden noise of the doorbell caused the young teen to stumble on the red high heels that she had managed to slip on. She takes a look at herself in the mirror one more time and then carefully makes her way to the door. When she opens it up, she sends Horohoro a flustered, yet shy smile.] Uhm.. Hi.

I'm ready to go. [Even though this dance wasn't as important as other festivities that Morgiana had been too, all the girls had chattered on about the pretty dresses they were going to wear, so she figured she had to wear something nice too.]

D-Do I look okay? [Morgiana had on a rather stunning dress that matched the color of her eyes and hair. It suited her nicely and it made her look more beautiful.] This..isn't too flashy, is it?

[ Horohoro turns about ten different shades of red before he can actually answer her. ] I, uhh, yeah.

I mean no! [ He holds up his hands, hoping they might somehow stop him from making a fool of himself. Maybe if he holds them up hide enough to cover his face? ] I mean, yes you look okay! Really, uh, really okay. And, no it's not flashy. It's great.

[ Holy shit, how did he manage to spit that out? Hoping to continue his smooth start, he holds out his hand to give her the small wrist corsage he bought only for his hand to reveal nothing. ]

Oh, crap! I forgot your flower thing! [ The night is over! His life his ruined! ]

[Morgiana giggles into her hand lightly, red eyes flashing with amusement. It wasn't a mocking laugh or anything. Horohoro was the only person that she ever really relaxed and allowed herself to show emotion easily.] Ah.. don't worry about it.

The flower really isn't that important anyways. [She instead reaches over to snatch up Horohoro's hand into her own, the girl boldly intertwining their fingers. Her smile is tiny and hesitant and soon after she closes her house door shut behind her, she nods over to the waiting car up ahead.] Maybe we should go.

Your father must be impatient by now. [When she's side by side with Horohoro, she squeezes his hand, her smile softer looking.] Thank you for asking me out to this dance.

Oh, right! Yeah, he's probably-- [ Yup, there's another honk to drive the point home. Horohoro glares at the car. Dammit, Dad, don't embarrass me! ] Let's go, huh?

[ This is where he should probably offer his arm or something, help her down to the old, green van that's pulled up the driveway. The hand holding has him so flustered, he just kind of drags her along instead. ]

Well, yeah! [ That was a bit louder than he meant for it to be. ] I mean, who else was I gonna ask? Most girls don't like me. But, you're cool. You could like, beat people up and stuff. And you're too nice to say no! Haha! So, uh. Thanks for not saying no.

Why wouldn't they like you for? [Morgiana looks puzzled by this, head tilting to the side. Her heels make a clacking sound on the concrete floor as they get closer to the green car waiting near the streets.] You talk to a lot of people right?

[She scratches at her cheek, just following along Horohoro's side.] I wouldn't beat anyone up. ..Not unless they deserve it. [Plus there were lots of factors for why she accepted Horohoro's request to this dance.

She has a major crush on him, which she hasn't said anything about, just yet. Any chance to spend time with the male was welcomed in her books.]

Well, yeah. Not unless they deserve it, of course. You're like, you're not crazy or anything. [ What a weird thing to say, and his weird, awkward laugh isn't helping things.

He opens the back door to the van, stepping aside so Morgiana can get in first. Horohoro's dad grunts his hello, and then throws back Morgiana's wrist corsage without even looking back. Horohoro is eternally grateful for this. Dad redeemed! ]

Here it is! [ Turning to Mor, he holds out the small corsage made of a single, pink teacup rose and a bit of baby's breath. The lady at the flower shop told him pink stood for grace and admiration. Horohoro blushes at the thought, and before he can stop himself, he blurts out as much to Mor. ] It means grace!

[ Mortified. ] ...I thought it suited you.

O-Oh.. [Morgiana allows Horohoro to slip the pretty corsage onto her wrist to which she inspects thoroughly. She sends the male a soft smile, fingers still never releasing his as she squeezes it.] I really like it.

It's beautiful.. Thank you. [She looks incredibly flustered here as she scoots closer to the other's side to press against him. Morgiana debates kissing him on the cheek but with the way Horohoro's father was glancing at them through the rear view mirror with an amused look, she was going to wait until after they were dropped off and far away.]

Oh..it's the school. [As the car came to a stop she could hear the beat of the music from inside, kids of their age walking inside excitedly.] Uhm..Thank you sir, for driving us here. I will take good care of Horohoro. [Wasn't that the other way around!? She dips her head in appreciation, opens the door and then steps outside, waiting for her date to do the same.]

[ Oh, man, and he was working so hard at not devolving into regular Horohoro-around-girls mode. But she's really close. And her knees are touching his. And her knees are naked. Not that he hasn't seen her naked knees before, but now that she's in a dress and this is a date, he can't stop staring at them. It was like looking into a crystal ball and seeing that he was a tremendous fuck-up who was probably going to ruin this date if he couldn't stop being a giant, dumbass dork who stared at his date's knees what the hell.

Surprisingly, it wasn't his dad's annoyed glare that snapped him out of his thoughts, but Morgiana's "I will take good care of him" statement. Suddenly, it was a competition. Good date Horohoro vs. trying to psyche himself out and ruin his love life forever Horohoro. ]

Ah, Morg, wait! [ He shot out of the car, bouncing up to the girl and holding out his arm for her to hold. ] I thought if we--well, I mean. [ Pull it together. ]

You're my date. I should escort you in. Uh, right?

Edited 2013-07-29 00:38 (UTC)

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the true love meme

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