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Created for Each Other

the created for each other meme
a dark shipping meme

tl;dr version — a meme that explores a shipping concept from a darker perspective. Characters, brainwashed by losing their memories and other scientific deviancies, are bonded with their "lifemate," who they're said to be created for. They must live together and grow co-dependently close, all while the machinations behind the scene are twirling like cogs in order to move them closer to the darkness.

Anyone can be manipulated. You just need to work at them through the right person.

You wake up, groggy and confused, in a white room that is expansive and furnished with all white furniture, yet pristine. The white is probably so bright that it hurts your eyes and you may have to blink for a moment. It doesn't help that your body is swathed in white, too; you're wearing what appears to be a modern day white cotton scrub top and and bottom. In fact, the only spot of black on you is on the palm of your hand: right in the center, there's a barcode. Under that, in neat, angular print, is a name. Your name.

It's a good thing it's there because otherwise, you wouldn't know it. Your memories are gone. You don't know how you got here, why you're here, or much of anything else. Soon, however, you'll know that you're not alone. The other person is not you're captor, that much is for sure. They're clothed like you are and look just as confused. They even have the exact same barcode as you, down to the last number. The only thing that differs is the name under it.

But the room is furnished for one alone. One bed, one couch, one bathroom. You two don't know much, yet you know you are two. The secret is soon made clear by a voice over a hidden loudspeaker. The voice claims to be a scientist and announces the purpose of you being here. This is the first day of your existence, they say, and you two were created together and for each other. Lifemates, the term is. You both are the perfect scientific experiment, and let man not tear asunder what science hath created.

And that's it.

Accept this or not, there seems to be little recourse. The room has no visible entrance or exit. The walls don't budge if you hit them. Nothing works. The only time anything changes is when food is brought in, but neither of you have ever seen that occasion. No matter how long you stay up, you always fall asleep when food or other necessities come in. Could that have something to do with the soft, soothing voices and pleasant feelings that sometimes come when you least except them?

You and your "lifemate" may be mutually scared, get along swimmingly from the start. It doesn't matter. Eventually, you'll become closer and closer. Lines will get crossed. Boundaries will get obliterated. Maybe it's because they're the only lifeline you have. Or maybe, maybe what the "scientist" said is right. You're created for each other, and this is your natural state. Whatever the case may be, as time goes on, you want to stay with them, even if you still want to leave this place. After all, how could you leave the side of the person you've spent your whole life with.

Yet there's something in your mind that tells you there's wrong here. Sometimes, at night, you'll get images of another life, and later, during the day, you'll feel hints of an existence you've never known. Luckily, you have your lifemate to get you through this.

HOW TO PLAY

Basically, your character has no memories and are power-nerfed...for some options.
Reply with your character and preferences. Also be sure to mention whether or not you'll play smut, since some options are smut-tinged.
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PROMPTS

First Meeting — You've just woken up and are getting the news.
Learning about Each Other — Though you don't have memories, you still have personalities to navigate.
Distaste — You don't like each other. How are you created for each other at all?
Guard — While one sleeps, the other looks on. Why does their sleeping form bring up so much fondness?
Unwittingly — You didn't want to give in, yet you find yourself being pulled in by your companion and growing protective of them.
Closeness — Soft words grow into soft touches, embraces, tiny kisses, and a gentle (relatively) haven.
Initiating — The first time you're going to be intimate, or the five millionth time, it will be on your own terms.
Need You Now — You've grown reliant on your "lifemate" to keep you calm or even take care of you, whether you want to admit it or not. You may even need them beside you to sleep or
Physicality — Your relationship has a full-on carnal aspect. What else is there to do?
Twisted by Science — Your emotions have been tampered with to make you love your lifemate more because you weren't responding.
Pure Love — Despite the situation, what you feel for your companion is real. You truly love them, even if you haven't told them.
Connection — In some cases, lifemates have been known to have a mental connection, where they can share some thoughts and all pain.
Aphrodisiac — The sexual bonding between the two of you isn't progressing in a way it should, so one or both of you is injected with a potent aphrodisiac. That should do the trick.
Implanted Memories — You remember happy times with your lifemate. Surely those memories are real.
Flashbacks — You remember another life, and it doesn't match up with what you know.
Nightmares — Waking up in the middle of the night, sweating in fear is never a wonderful experience. Luckily, you have someone close by to cheer you up...if you want to worry them with your dreams.
No One but You — You've decided to ignore the scientists and make the best of what you have, carving out a little life together.
Scientist — You're not actually a lifemate, you're a scientist! However, you've developed pesky feelings for one of your subjects.
Breeding Stock — You're not humans, you're animals, and the scientists want you to breed as such.
Protect — You'll fight off anyone to protect your lifemate, scientists included.
Power Surge — What are these powers that have suddenly appeared? You've never had these! Your lifemate should stay back, lest you hurt them.
Training Together — New equipment has been put into your living quarters and you've been told to learn to work together perfectly. Whether you're both fighters or one is a fighter and the other their handler or healer, you must fit as well in battle as you do in life.
The Veil Falls — The curtain is raised, and you see that you're not an experiment. You had a life that's been stolen from you. Your mate had one, too. What will you do with this new knowledge?
Wish to Forget — Instead of being angry or glad about your past existence, you're horrified by what it was like and only want to live in the now with your lifemate.
To Garner a Response — The scientists want to see how you'd respond if your lifemate was hurt.
A Task Given — In order to guarantee the safety of your lifemate, you have to do a certain task. Maybe hurting someone else isn't a big deal as long as you get what's yours back.
A Taste of Freedom — You and your lifemate are allowed out, but you have a job to do.
Separated — You've been disobedient and as such, you two will be punished by separation.
Escape — There's a tiny window of opportunity to get out. Take it. But no one gets left behind, even if you would have before.
Separate Ways — Now that you're out, there's no reason to stay together, right? You're not really lifemates, right?
Can't Be Without You — ...only not, because now you're dependent on each other, and you can't live a life alone or with another.
Hard Time Adjusting — It's different living in the free world when you're used to being in a completely controlled habitat.
Living a Peaceful Life — You've managed to get past all the challenges and are now living a normal life together. But did the scientists ultimately win? After all, you are still "lifemates"...and there's still the trauma to deal with...
ANYTHING ELSE or WILDCARD OPTION!!!

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[Eric studies Loki quietly; he is calm on the surface. He does not know where his skill for masking his emotions comes from, he only knows it is natural to him.

When Loki touches those scars Eric mimics the movement, touching each in turn and giving a genuine smile to the other.]

Enemies wouldn't let themselves be known; I will not let them hurt or shame if they ever found us.

[Loki leaned into the touch. He disliked the scars for some reason, even if he for his life couldn't figure out why, but he enjoyed it when Eric touched him. Even those hateful scars temporally turned into something blessed when he touched them.]

Would you make them bleed for me?

[If he indeed had enemies then Loki had the feeling that he would be deeply satisfied of seeing them suffer. Because if they wished to harm him then they should be ready to pay for it with their own blood.]

[Eric's eyes blaze with protectiveness, sincerity and excitement. Something at that the thought of bleeding those who hurt Loki makes the blood in his veins come alive.

He takes the others face in his hands, his eyes are fierce, so is his body language and yet his touch is as gentle as a summer breeze.]

I will drain every last drop of their blood for you while you watch, paint the very walls and floors red with it for your enjoyment.

[His voice, frame all of it vibrates with an undeniable blood lust.]

[Placing one of his hands over Eric's, Loki smiled wickedly. To hear those words made him very happy. For a normal person it shouldn't, but he wasn't a normal person. Not that he knew that. His mind had been wiped clean of his true identity. Here he simply were Loki.]

I would enjoy that greatly. Almost as much as I enjoy you.

[Flirting while talking about brutally killing people didn't seemed wrong at all to him. In fact he felt that it was a most appropriate thing to do.]

Why not enjoy ourself while we wait for those deserving to die in agony?

[Eric's lips curve up into a slow grin; he does not need to be asked twice. He also sees no reason to answer when the hunger in his eyes certainly answers enough for him.

It made Eric happy to know that the violence in him made Loki happy; even if he had no idea where that nature came from.

He is not concerned with it as his fingers remain and he leans in. Lips go to the others with a passion that tells all of the excitement that was in his system after these thoughts.]

[Loki responded to the kiss right away, humming happily into it. He could feel that burning passion and it made him excited of what to come. If there was something he liked without a single doubt then it was sex.

And Eric sure knew how to make that more then something simply likeable. He made it into an adventure each time.

Moving, Loki pressed his body up against his lifemate. Body a bit warmer then normally, but it wasn't a fewer. His core temperature had simply gone up for some reason.]

[Killing and sex rank as Eric's two favorite activities. Since he can't remember his first kill, that leaves just the sex. That he remembers.

With Loki and only Loki.

The other was so warm, Eric did not worry over it, in fact he revels in it.

Naturally cooler himself for some unknown reason. His hands take little time to slip beneath the fabric covering Loki, finding bare skin and claiming it inch by inch as fabric is pushed upwards.

A nip given in the kiss, tugging Loki's lip as he gives an almost playful sounding growl.]

[That fabric could go to hell for all Loki cared. Why did they even wear clothes when they had so much sex? It would be easier to go around naked and he wouldn't mind cheeking out Eric's body all the time.

Moaning into the kiss, Loki parted his lips for the kiss to turn deeper. He wanted it to go deeper and placed a flick of his tongue over the other's lips to invite him.

One hand moved to tangle into hair and playfully tug at it. The other started to roam the skin over Eric chest, mapping out by now familiar muscles.]

[Eric himself has a passing wonder about the same thing; he was not fond of the clothing as it was. Naked was certainly preferable and he had no reason in his mind to cover his body. It was spectacular after all.

The invitation is met with hunger, Eric's tongue doing no flickering but instead devouring in it's intensity.]

I am going to tear your clothes now.

[He had a way of being blunt but at least he was polite enough to give warning before his hands tore the fabric as if it was nothing. Lips yanked from Loki's they graze over his neck, biting with blunt teeth when he finds the pulse there.]

[Now that he called kissing. Hot and with no restraint. Loki loved how Eric knew precisely how rough he could be for it to still be good. That was what made things so good. He wasn't treated like he were mad out of glass, but he wasn't hurt either.]

Do it.

[The sound of the fabric tearing sent a wave of pleasure through him. Something that could be seen by his semi erect cock. Some kissing and tearing of clothes and he was already getting aroused.]

Eric~

[He moaned out as Eric bit down on his neck, head tilting to the side to give more room. That felt surprisingly good. He wanted more of it.]

[He did not know of any experience outside of Loki, yet the things he did, the way he moved all told of some sort of experience on Eric's part. He knew how to take and give so that Lokie would feel pleasure.

The biting raises his lust, Eric divests himself of his clothes moving closer to Loki and that warmth.

He loses himself in it, fingers darting in and out claiming skin. Teeth releasing, only to bite again, further down. There is something in the action that puts an almost wild edge to Eric's behavior.]

[Right now Loki didn't cared about how Eric could know what to do to make him scream out of pleasure repeatedly. Now he only cared about that he knew it in the first place.

Smiling as clothes got removed, he didn't hid his stare. A strong, well toned body. How could he not look at it?

Another bite and another moan. This one louder then the previous one. Wrapping his arms around his lifemate, Loki clawed at his back and shoulders with blunt nails.]

[There is a low humming moan that surfaces into a growl as he is both watched at and clawed. He enjoys both with a great pleasure, his body hardening heavily in response.

His tongue dances a trail from his last bite mark. Hips edge Loki's legs open some so that he can press their bodies together more intimately.

In that same moment lips collide with an undisguised hunger and want.]

[Loki leaned into the hot tongue, letting out a soft nose. Even being licked at one of his less sensitive spots made him shiver. Having their bodies pressed up so close to one another only set more of those pleasant sparks down between his legs.

The kiss tasted wonderful. The hunger and want transferring right over to him. Groaning into the kiss, Loki pulled Eric in even closer to his increasingly warmer body. He didn't wished there to be anything between them.]

[Eric had no issue abandoning even a centimeter of space between them. Flesh to flesh his hands find tiny spots to nip and tease, knowing exactly which ones should be hit.

His tongue is the only thing warm on him as it wraps around Loki's, dancing it's way back free slowly only to come back and claim the others once more.]

[Eric knew his body so well. Knew how to make him moan ans squirm, craving more and more. It could be tortuous with how teasing his touches could be, but Loki loved that torture.

Pulling away from the kiss, Loki stared into Eric's eyes, panting for air and a smile on his lips. His whole body was burning, the need making his brain fuzzy.]

Eric, take me...

It will hurt a little.

[For one, Eric was not small. For two, it seems as if the people who have them in this room did not provide certain modern amenities that made these things easier.

As he moves himself and Loki to position Eric settles between his legs looking down at his lover.]

Are you certain you're ready?

No.

[Loki pulled Eric into another fiercely hot kiss.]

Now I am.

[Spreading his legs invitingly, he smirked. Pain wasn't a thing he particularly liked, but he could take it better thn most. His body had several marks from different injuries he had suffered. He didn't remember that however.]

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