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The "Take Care" Meme

The "Take Care" Meme
a shipping meme

Life is hard. You can go through rough patches and over bumps, and sometimes it feels as though you're definitely worse for the wear, both physically and mentally. It's nice to have someone - someone more than a friend - there for you in those times...even if you don't think you want them or deserve them. But they're here, and they'll take care of you.

How to Play:
* This is a shipping meme for more tender, soft moments, but a little more serious than your usual "fluff." It's for people who've been broken down by their experience and those who wish to heal them.
* Comment with your character/your preferences. You may also want to specify whether your character will be the one "cared for" or the one doing the "caring" + pertinent information, but for most effectiveness, it's best to be open to both.
* Comment around.

Prompts
1. Know You've Been Hurt By Someone Else: There are scars left on their heart from a past relationship or fling, and you have to let them know you're not the same way.
2. Can Tell By the Way You Carry Yourself: The person you have feelings for is one of those "cold stone wall" types who pushes people away. Can you get past that?
3. I've Asked About You: You've only heard bad things about this person, but you don't believe it.
4. What's a Life with No Fun: Lighten up a bit! You'd do anything to bring a smile to their face.
5. Please Don't Be So Ashamed: You have a big, BIG secret you don't want the other person to find out about, because surely they wouldn't want to even be near you if they did.
6. I've Had Mine, You've Had Yours: You've both had problems, and it could help to compare wounds so they can begin to heal.
7. Those Lies Heal: Protecting your loved one is more important that the truth, isn't it? It's a lie, but there are good intentions here.
8. You Can't Sleep: Because of past trauma, you're having a sleepless night. Luckily, this time you have somebody to help you and give you some comfort.
9. You Cry Still: The obligatory "seeing your significant other/love cry over something and wanting to make them stop at any cost" option.
10. All Get a Little Taste: Your loved one is sick or injured - literally this time - and you're looking out for them and trying to get them better.
11. You Just Don't Know: Either through magic, torture, or blunt trauma to the head, your special person can't remember you! It's up to you to get them to remember what was between you two by showing all the ways you cared for each other.
12. I Give Her Space: Part of being a careful lover is knowing when you need to leave them alone.
13. Tryna Run from That: Uh-oh, you don't want to fall in love, because you've been there, done that! Maybe there's still time to escape from this...or maybe it's too late.
14. I Will Care for You: After a particularly rough day, you're need a little TLC. Your loved one is going to do everything for you - a bath, food, the works.
15. All the Baggage Just Ain't as Heavy: You know it will take a while for this person to mend psychologically and spiritually, and you're willing to wait.
16. Change the Pace: And the smut option. Show you care through sex.
17. We'll Just Go Slow: You're going to take things one step at a time. No need to rush and define things. Just enjoy each other's company and the healing it brings.
18. We All Have Our Nights: Your lover, because of their past experience, is having a complete breakdown. You have to bring them back from the edge.
19. You Don't Say You Love Me: You both know how you feel, but one of you is having problems saying the four letter word. That's okay, though. Your lover understands.
20. To Save You: After months or years, you've both worked on the problems and old scars and you might just be ready to start something resembling a normal love.
21. CHOOSE SOMETHING ELSE

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[Aoba should really tell Noiz flat-out to stop touching his hair already, but he can't bring himself to. What if, by some chance of fate, Noiz listened to him?

Instead, Aoba swats at Noiz' hand, too late and with too little strength for the protest to be more than nominal. He's giving Noiz a very serious Angry Look, though.]

It's not about what kind of ears I have!

[More about what kind of tail he has between his legs right now, and Aoba is really very grateful for that blanket - and the fact that he caught himself early.]

You're cute. [ he says it matter-oh-factly as his hand drifts back to Aoba's neck and the nape of his neck. For such a headache, aoba is rather adorable. It's very... Strange.

And probably why he hasn't let go yet. ]

[How...

What......?!

Aoba's thoughts block up immediately. What is that supposed to mean? Who says that sort of thing in the first place?! It makes him angry; it also sends another surge of heat right through him, and that just makes him angry at himself. It's not like he needs compliments!]

That's not something you say to another guy!

[Even Aoba can admit it's a weak defense, but it's the only one his mind seems capable of thinking up.]

It is when it's true. [ Noiz seems very nonchalant about it, even as his hand moves to lightly massage the tense area near where neck and shoulder meet. He sees no qualms whatsoever with what he says or does

Relax, Aoba, geez. You're the one on top of him. Go with the flow. ]

[It's really not fair how Noiz can just say those things and not even be embarrassed, when just hearing them makes Aoba's face resemble a lobster in no time at all. It's even less fair that Aoba still can't bring himself to stop Noiz from touching him - and it's just plain unfair that it feels so damn good.

He has to do something. But what? Work, brain, work!]

Well, you're not cute at all.

[Best comeback ever - and Aoba turns his head to face front again, half burying himself under the blanket as he sulkily continues to rest his back against Noiz. Because it's warm; because it's comfortable. If only Noiz would stop being an idiot, it would be perfect.

Probably.]

I know I'm not. [ Noiz snickers and he reaches up to lightly ruffle Aoba's hair. It's your own fault. He's tired and just told aoba things about himself he hides all the time. So yeah he's feeling a bit more exposed than usual.

And a fraction clingy. It's making him sleepy anyway. ]

[The everlasting problem: it feels too good (feels too much) to stop it, but he can't stand letting it continue, either. This time, the coin flip of Aoba's emotions lands on 'protest', so after that ruffling of his hair, he wriggles around to let himself flop belly down on Noiz, trying to grab his hands and hold them still.]

Don't touch my hair!

[At some point, he may realize how he's pressing against Noiz, and be completely mortified. For now, though, he's too busy trying to prove that he's wearing his big boy pants to think of anything else.]

[ Noiz notices that they're pressed flush now and he blinks slowly and repitively. He barely processes the words that come out of Aoba's mouth. He figures it's just him saying stop, which he does, his hand haults.

It's just a reaction, just a physical thing. Aoba... ]

You're getting hard. [ wow yeah. ]

[Finally! See? Aoba can totally make Noiz stop his dumb messing around! All he has to do is to be firm, and -...

That is a little too firm. In all the wrong places.]

Hmm? [It takes a second, and a single slow blink of his own, before Aoba realizes what Noiz is saying. Heat rises to his cheeks instantly. What can he even do? He can't deny it, as much as he'd love to; he doesn't want to run and admit defeat.]

I told you to stop! [So this is totally your own fault, Noiz. Obviously. Don't blame this on Aoba.

Eager to move away as much as possible, Aoba lets go of Noiz, grabs the blanket and shifts with it. If he's leaning against the other side of the couch, that will be much better. Things won't be able to get nearly as embarrassing if his pulled-up legs are facing Noiz - and that way they can still share the blanket.]

Aoba.

[ Noiz doesn't seem perturbed at all, and he's still wearing that indifferent expression. He sits up a bit as well, his back pressing against the back of the couch, respecting the small distance between them - for now. ]

There's nothing weird with that. Besides, it'll put you to sleep. [ He means, if something is done about it. Noiz shrugs and flicks his gaze back over to him. Yes, this is an offer despite the fact he himself isn't really feeling anything (quite literally) right now. ]

[It's totally weird, if you ask Aoba. It's very, very weird. You're not supposed to just -... Let alone when some guy touches you!]

I sleep just fine without that, thank you.

[He does normally, anyway. Right now? Well, his little problem will go away in time, but... for now, sleep is the last thing on his mind.

He's so embarrassed, he wishes he could sink into the couch - anything to keep Noiz from looking at him like that. It doesn't matter that Noiz doesn't seem to care; Aoba feels ashamed anyway.]

...Says the one who is still awake.

[ Noiz smirks just a bit at that and tilts his head to the side more. ] I don't know why you're so worked up over it - we're both guys. It's normal. [ He sounds so carefree despite the rather sensitive topic at hand. And maybe it's because he's let Aoba in a tiny bit that he can be so candid right now. ]

Let me help you, if you're too lazy. [ He's going to move to brush his hand against Aoba's leg. Sorry, did you want him to stop? ]

It's really not -... Stop it!

[Aoba jerks his leg up at the touch, and tries to twist out of the way. Just when he thinks he understands Noiz a little better, something like this happens. There's just no lowering your guard around that guy.]

It has nothing to do with being lazy!

[ Noiz doesn't understand a lot of social concepts, so it's only natural. Duh. Aoba, get with the program. ]

...Ah, that's it. [ Somewhere along the line, Noiz has put together puzzle pieces that don't actually fit and he presses his palm down flat on the couch between them in order to lean over. ] That's fine, then.

[ He takes it upon himself to lightly brush their lips together, thinking that Aoba clearly isn't worked up enough and would feel weird if something happened with this first. That has to be it, right? ]

[That's not it. That's not it at all, and Aoba's eyes widen as Noiz leans in. He should push the guy away, but touching could end up making this even weirder; he should say something, and he tries to, but he can't find the words. Lips part a little anyway, in a last desperate attempt to stop this - far too late. The moment he opens his mouth, Noiz' lips meet his... and that can really only make this even worse.

But Aoba does nothing. Noiz kisses him, and he just lets it happen, frozen in shock before his heart skips a beat, felt throughout his body, and he finally, finally begins to relax. It's bad. It is weird! But it also feels kind of good, and Aoba is tired from fighting, just plain tired. He'll feel terrible about this soon enough; he's not sure it's not a gigantic mistake now. But his body seems to think otherwise, and he lets out a soft moan without meaning to.

It was meant to be a protest. Honestly.]

[ Sure it was.

There's some sort of attachment growing, even if Noiz wants to ignore it. He can't remember the last time he told someone that, something that personal, and even more so, he can't remember the last time he's had physical contact with someone (even if it's just a natural thing). He's usually repulsed by other people touching him, but this is oddly different. He'll blame it on feeling in control. That's all it is.

Noiz brushes his tongue against Aoba's lips and then shifts, trying to slide it inside. Aoba's lips are way too soft for his own good and Noiz feels some sort of warmth starting in his tongue that goes to his head. It's a rarity, given his condition, but it's there and he gingerly rests his hand on Aoba's hip, giving a small tug to bring him closer. ]

[For Aoba, of course, it's the exact opposite: the safety of not being the one in control is what appeals to him the most. Not having to worry about hurting people; not having to worry at all, for a change. It's a dangerous desire, especially in one so prone to embarrassment and shame. Sooner or later, he may well give himself over to someone who takes more than Aoba is ready to give.

But that's the last thing he's thinking about right now. He is trying to think, though, his brain scrambling to get a grip on his thoughts again. It just takes him a good long time to succeed, lips parting a little too eagerly for Noiz' tongue, and that feels far too good, so very good - but what is...? Is that... another piercing?!

It's not a bad feeling, really. The hard smoothness of the metal makes for a nice contrast with the soft, wet warmth of Noiz' tongue. But the sensation is different enough that it gives Aoba something to latch on to, some semblance of thinking straight, even as he shifts his hips closer to Noiz, his body following that little tug like it never had a choice. Detaching his lips from Noiz', Aoba takes a sharp breath, tries to hang on to the thoughts that were trying to form.]

Wait - Noiz...

[It's not really a protest, this time, more a desperate plea for a moment of reflection. As much as Aoba wants this - and, at this point, he really can't deny that anymore, doesn't bother trying - he's not the only one involved, here.]

You -... Are you sure you want this, too?

[Massive sacrifice, admitting he wants this, himself - but this is not about him. Noiz may have kissed him before, very innocently, but there have been no signs that he wants anything like this. If Noiz is doing this reluctantly, just for Aoba's sake... Aoba really can't accept that.]

[ Aoba tastes like a mix of things he's never had before and it's both exciting and confusing. He wants to pause, wants to stop and ask him what he had for dinner and then ask what that is and if he can try it, but his mind should be focused on something else besides food right now. Like the warm body pressed against his that he can barely feel, barely feel over that thick layer on his skin, blocking most sensation.

Aoba's hesitation catches him off guard, though, and Noiz fixes a confused look onto his face. He's asking if he wants this? What kind of idiot asks that in the middle of making out and getting hot and bothered? Way to sober up the mood, kid....

It's not like he doesn't want it, because that carnal part of him does, and merely kissing Aoba, feeling him with his tongue and those noises have gotten half-hard, at the very least. ]

I don't window shop, if that's what you mean. [ it's not like he's giving this a try and is going to stop midway or become bored. he's pretty into the idea of sucking face with aoba and whatever comes from that tonight. ]

[What kind of idiot? This kind of idiot, of course - and Aoba is the worst kind of idiot in a great many ways. Clearly Noiz could do a lot better. But that, thankfully, is not something currently on Aoba's mind.

Is that what he means? Aoba lets out a soft sigh, gaze dropping to Noiz' lips in a mix of desire and uncertainty. Maybe... maybe that's close enough. Trying to become as determined as he wants to be - and always a little too eager to focus on the other, rather than having them focus on him - Aoba reaches out and runs a hand down Noiz' stomach, going right for his dick. If they're going to do this - if Noiz wants this, too - Aoba refuses to be the only one enjoying it to the fullest.

If he can't quite meet Noiz' eyes - well... he's doing his best to be bold in other ways, trying to ignore his embarrassment.]

[ aoba how forward of you.... noiz isn't sure when this escalated into that, but oh well. still, he senses the awkwardness that's rising up. he can barely feel the touch, but it's noticeable enough and his eyes flutter for a quick second. ]

Is this your first time doing this? [ it's breathy and a bit of a tease, lips quirking into a tiny smirk. but it sounds good-natured, not really malicious or cruel, and noiz tips his head back a bit to enjoy the warmth form aoba's hand. ]

Relax.

[Even if it's only a tease, something in Aoba wants to protest, offended - but, somehow, it's not a purely negative kind of offended. It's the kind of blow to his pride that leaves him feeling exposed, open and vulnerable in ways both good and bad.]

I don't... do this every day, you know.

[Still a protest, but a nominal one, nothing remotely harsh about it. He tries to stroke Noiz, awkwardly, definitely not relaxing - and still not looking Noiz in the eyes, either.

Until he finally does look up, trying to see if Noiz is enjoying this. Aoba's own pleasure is largely forgotten, thankfully.]

Neither do I.

[ it's a confirmation that despite how neutral and cocky he seems it isn't like he does this on a daily basis. rather, the idea of people touching him on a daily basis kind of freaks him out, makes him nervous, so he'd just rather not deal with it.

but here's aoba...

he meets aoba's gaze, almost curiously. ... is he still that nervous? he leans forward and presses their lips together smoothly, deeply, trying to get aoba to relax, still, and just go with the flow. ]

[It shouldn't be reassuring to hear that Noiz doesn't do this often either, but it totally is. The way Noiz acts, it seems so natural, so habitual, that Aoba could have easily presumed Noiz did this with everybody - or everybody who puts up with him for more than five minutes. There's really no reason why Aoba should feel a need to be special, so clearly this isn't that at all. It's just a little less embarrassing, knowing they're both trying to find their way.

This time, when Noiz leans forward, Aoba doesn't freeze up, though he doesn't respond until he closes his eyes and feels Noiz' lips against his own. Going with the flow is one thing; what Aoba feels, if he lets himself, is more like a tsunami than a calm river, and just going along with it, no questions asked, is almost certainly dangerous. He's not sure he can resist much longer, though; he wants this - whatever it is - and he's soon kissing back eagerly in return.

At least stroking Noiz gives him something to hold on to.... figuratively speaking. There's no need for him to get swept away just yet. The more aroused he's getting himself (and he is, embarrassingly much), the more he tries to focus on rubbing at Noiz' dick. Apart from anything else, it seems only fair to give that much back.]

[ too bad aoba doesn't even realize that the whole 'can't really feel' thing even includes his dick. there's like a thin layer of rubber all over his skin and it's making aoba's annoyingly gentle - though certainly well-intentioned - touches more of a horrible, horrible tease than anything pleasurable. ]

Harder. [ he murmurs it against aoba's lips, a bit annoyed, tongue flicking out to trace the seam of his lips. he really likes kissing aoba. really, really does. it's a bit dangerous but he won't allow himself to believe he's getting attached. not quite yet. ]

[More than that, Aoba hasn't really made the connection between 'no pain' and 'no feeling at all' just yet. Maybe he'll get there and maybe he won't, but he's definitely not thinking about anything that complicated right now.

There's only a moment's hesitation at that order, but if Noiz can't feel pain, there's no need to hold back, if Noiz doesn't want him to. Dicks are sensitive, but it's not like going a little harder will do any permanent damage. So Aoba obeys, moaning softly as Noiz licks his lips, letting them part in natural response to that touch. Gripping Noiz' dick more firmly, he starts pumping a little faster, too, trying to ignore how hot his own face - and certain other parts of him - feel.]

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The "Take Care" Meme

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woooo sorry for delay!!

No problem! Between holidays and work I'm stupid slow myself, lately. -_-

ahaha yeah this time of the year is nutso

Seriously.

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