Created for Each Other

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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.
• Reply to others!

PROMPTS

1. First Meeting — You've just woken up and are getting the news.
2. Learning about Each Other — Though you don't have memories, you still have personalities to navigate.
3. Distaste — You don't like each other. How are you created for each other at all?
4. Guard — While one sleeps, the other looks on. Why does their sleeping form bring up so much fondness?
5. Unwittingly — You didn't want to give in, yet you find yourself being pulled in by your companion and growing protective of them.
6. Closeness — Soft words grow into soft touches, embraces, tiny kisses, and a gentle (relatively) haven.
7. Initiating — The first time you're going to be intimate, or the five millionth time, it will be on your own terms.
8. 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
9. Physicality — Your relationship has a full-on carnal aspect. What else is there to do?
10. Twisted by Science — Your emotions have been tampered with to make you love your lifemate more because you weren't responding.
11. Pure Love — Despite the situation, what you feel for your companion is real. You truly love them, even if you haven't told them.
12. Connection — In some cases, lifemates have been known to have a mental connection, where they can share some thoughts and all pain.
13. 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.
14. Implanted Memories — You remember happy times with your lifemate. Surely those memories are real.
15. Flashbacks — You remember another life, and it doesn't match up with what you know.
16. 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.
17. 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.
18. Scientist — You're not actually a lifemate, you're a scientist! However, you've developed pesky feelings for one of your subjects.
19. Breeding Stock — You're not humans, you're animals, and the scientists want you to breed as such.
20. Protect — You'll fight off anyone to protect your lifemate, scientists included.
21. Power Surge — What are these powers that have suddenly appeared? You've never had these! Your lifemate should stay back, lest you hurt them.
22. 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.
23. 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?
24. 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.
25. To Garner a Response — The scientists want to see how you'd respond if your lifemate was hurt.
26. 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.
27. A Taste of Freedom — You and your lifemate are allowed out, but you have a job to do.
28. Separated — You've been disobedient and as such, you two will be punished by separation.
29. 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.
30. Separate Ways — Now that you're out, there's no reason to stay together, right? You're not really lifemates, right?
31. 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.
32. Hard Time Adjusting — It's different living in the free world when you're used to being in a completely controlled habitat.
33. 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...
34. ANYTHING ELSE or WILDCARD OPTION!!!

Comments

Cardinal Caterina Sfora | Trinity Blood |OTA

[despicablewoman]

[ I am to all options!]

Sephiroth | FFVII | OTA

[prideinthefall]

[ Just let me know if you want the sane or not so sane version. Smut is welcome. ]

[soldierfirst]

[Waking up had been strange; somehow grogginess didn't feel right, but he had no idea why. Sitting up had come a breath later, the movement smooth and unhurried, and he'd turned his head to look into a mirror image of his own face.

The problem with looking into a mirror was that there was actually supposed to be a framed pane of glass separating you from your twin.

Maybe it was unnatural to be so analytic themselves, but the first task had been to determine if they really were twins. That word somehow didn't seem right, but neither did "lifemate." There was nothing that they could find though; maybe they truly were one person and this a hallucination. Even that seemed wrong, though neither of they could say why.

All the scientists would tell them is that they were lifemates, as if that one word was its own definition. It felt woefully inadequate, but they had not found a proper descriptor for it. What mattered more, they'd decided, was the way they seemed to share each other's thoughts without vocalization, how they were so perfectly of one mind at times.

It is their biggest secret in this place.

Today he is sitting cross-legged on the floor, posture relaxed and eyes closed in meditation. He doesn't need to see to know his other is close.]

29

[luckystarlimit]

[She doesn't remember how long she's been here. Ostensibly, it had stopped mattering once she'd adjusted to the routine. Once she'd grown used to her so-called "lifemate" and the lifestyle expected of them, she'd thought she'd managed to accept it all. To trust that this was the best place for her to be, because where else would she even go anyway?

Which doesn't explain why, when she stirs that little bit too early and sees the door opening, there's a surge in her that tells her to make a break for it. Maybe something in the system is malfunctioning or maybe she's become a little too immune to the voices but she can't care for that. All that matters is that chance has presented itself and she can't let it slip away.

The poor grunt sent to feed them doesn't last long, though she at least only knocks him out. But she can't flee yet. She has someone else to consider, someone she turns to look at now.

If he's awake too, she'll gesture for him. If he's not, she'll grab his arms and attempt to haul him out, never mind that he's twice her size.]

23 thank you so much RNG

[casuallypro]

[He'll never know what's triggered it. He's been having troublesome dreams for a while now, but he's always allowed himself to be soothed by the man with him, the man he's apparently been made for and who has been made for him.

He's considered it to be a good life, too. It had taken time for them to get used to one another but now, Reno can think of no-one else who would inspire that degree of loyalty and urge to protect as Sephiroth does. Even as he knows Sephiroth can take care of himself (and can take care of him quite ably, when the mood takes him or when Reno provokes him into it).

At least, he hadn't been able to. Today, when he wakes, it's as though the blanket over their cage has been torn away and he can see everything. All he was, all he's become and there's fury there that makes him want to destroy the room because he had people that mattered to him, without them being made to his specifications.

But he can't. Because Sephiroth isn't awake yet and Reno is very aware that there are two outcomes which both spell trouble. Either he'll remember too, in which case this is a very small space to be trapped in with a man who will doubtless want him very, very dead, or he won't and Reno will have to decide whether to say anything or if he can even try to pretend that everything's the same way it's always been. Especially with his temper simmering to breaking point as it is.]

reira serizawa | nana | f/m

[traptsongstress]

Clara Oswald | Doctor Who

[missionimpossiwald]

[No #19 please!]

[danny_pink]

OOC: I'm thinking some horrible trick of Missy's?

Bobbi Morse - AoS - MCU

[mockingbirdmorse]

[ota except no. 19~]

jean kirschtein | attack on titan | ota

[douchestein]

[ open to all, but please pm/comment if you want to do 19. ]

[strategisch]

[Do you have anything in mind, or may I roll the dice?]

marco bott | attack on titan | ota

[pyred]

[ open to all, but please pm/comment if you want to do 19. ]

historia reiss/krista lenz | attack on titan | f/f (m/f with castmates)

[historiacal]

[ no 19. if you are a castmate wanting to play m/f, please realize she wouldn't actually be attracted to a male partner and would be struggling with what the scientists would be telling her about her 'lifemate'. ]

15, what a tweest!

[unarmoredheart]

This is bullshit. Complete and total bullshit. Reiner has glanced at the blonde woman (girl, more like, she's so tiny) sleeping on the bed in the room, but paid her no mind. He's far more interested in investigating and trying to find a way out. He's checked out every corner, and found nothing. The place is sealed up tight, and he balls one hand into a fist and hits the wall, growling under his breath. "Dammit!"

Uchiha Obito | Naruto

[infrareds]

( open, but please, no one under the age of 20! )

Edward Courtenay | Downton Abbey | OTA

[propatriamori]

[For the canon-blind, Edward has been recently blinded and still grappling with getting used to it.]

4/5+ 6

[workingclasslad]

<sub>[Maybe it was because the man was blind. Maybe it was because the poor bloke was just like him. Hell, maybe it was because William felt a sense of duty to protect him because if he didn't, who else would? There wasn't anyone else, and he couldn't possibly begin to imagine what he must be going through without his sight.

He didn't know how it happened, but it was obvious enough that it had been an accident of sorts. No one was born blind with their eyes ruined and marks on their face like that, and even though William barely knew the man, his heart went out to him. He wanted to keep him safe from those people, wanted to keep him safe from anyone who would think about hurting or upsetting him...

When he couldn't sleep, William would sit up either on the end of the bed or on the floor right next to it, his head rolling back to rest on part of the mattress and stare up at the ceiling and thought about him. More often than anything, his mind always wandered to that phrase the strangers uttered on the day he woke up with Edward; Lifemate. He couldn't figure out why it left him feeling uneasy for the life of him, but it did. Whenever William brushed his hand against Edward's, when he started to notice it was becoming less and less accidental, he questioned it.

It felt wrong. It felt so, so wrong, but if it was wrong then why did it feel right?

...This was going to be another one of those nights where he stayed up struggling with it.]</sub>

Jaime Reyes | DC Comics | ota

[wwtkd]

[ open to all prompts - prefer to play Jaime aged up appropriately for smut ]

Loki | Norse Mythology | OTA

[lokaskinna]

((Any and all is good.))

Garrett | Quest for Camelot | OTA

[istandalone]

Marcus | Original Character | Open

[uisge]

Chase Collins | The Covenant | OTA

[bastardofipswich]

[ Not feeling particularly smutty right now, but open to everything else! ]

17, sort of

[plain_jane]

[As annoyed as Jane is by this weird 'situation', she figures the best she can do here is blatantly ignore the scientists and the fact that she was 'made' for her cellmate. No way is she going to accept that. However, since he is the only one here besides herself, she's not going to be bored, either.]

Hey. Frankenstein's Experiment. Do you have any cards? You know, playing cards?

[gunslingerqueen]

[All options are welcome!]

Arthur l Mystery Skulls animated

[arthurianmetal]

[All options welcomed]

3 + 15

[whatihatethemost]

[YOU]

Cissnei || FFVII: Crisis Core || OTA

[luckystarlimit]

First Meeting~

[the_earths_salt]

It's not a good habit to fall asleep sitting down. He's lucky his neck and back aren't in knots from it. Just how tired must he have been, anyway, to sleep with the lights still on? What time is it? Is there somewhere he should be? Something he was doing?

He can't remember. He doesn't remember falling asleep either, actually, or what he was doing before it. He doesn't remember the couch he's sitting on, or the rest of the room he's in, glaringly white and brightly lit like some sort of laboratory. But why would a laboratory have a couch, or a bed? This looks more like some compact little home; all it lacks is a kitchen.

.....He can't remember why he should know anything about laboratories, to be making assumptions like that. Or much of anything, for that matter. Maybe it's more like a hospital, judging from these clothes? Maybe something had happened, some sort of accident? Maybe he'd hit his head? Lexaeus lifts a hand to feel over his head, carefully, for bandages or bumps or lacerations, and finds nothing. He feels fine, to be honest--well-rested, pain-free, still a little sleepy.

What he doesn't feel is panicked or scared, or upset, or angry, or..... much of anything, really. He's numb, more than anything else, calm but confused, a little curious--mildly concerned, at worst. He wonders, distantly, if that's a bad thing. For the moment, at least, it doesn't seem like it--it seems awfully counterproductive, getting worked up over something like this. He brings his hand down to peer at it instead, quirking an eyebrow at the bar code--he definitely doesn't remember that, or the name written under it.

He assumes it's a name, at least, and probably his--bar codes are for identification and processing, tracking and indexing things..... it would only make sense. It doesn't sound familiar, but that's really no surprise, at this point; nothing is, so why should that be any different? Lexaeus..... why not? That sounds like a good name, a strong name. He feels like he must be strong--he's certainly big enough for it.

The only other spot of color in the room is unfamiliar as well--a head of red hair, a woman, wearing the same loose-fitting scrubs. Probably a fellow..... patient? Is that what he should think of himself as, for now, if not as Lexaeus? It's as good a guess as any, just like his guess at the time, without access to a clock or at least a window--or a door, that he can see. How strange..... It would be rude to ignore company now that he's sorted himself out as best he can, though, that much he's certain of. (It's nice to be certain of something.)

If they're both here, then they're here for a reason, and maybe even together for a reason; for all he knows, they could have known each other, and he's just forgotten. Wouldn't that be rude, and far worse besides, forgetting a friendship he might have held close to his heart? Hopefully they're strangers--he'd rather not forget someone dear to him. "Good morning."

Reno | Final Fantasy VII | OTA

[casuallypro]

Distaste + Aphrodesiac/Twisted By Science

[coldhardfacts]

Logically, Vexen understands why there's nothing to do here. Logically, he knows that he and his (the very term makes him wince still) lifemate are meant to be the center of each other's universe, and spending their time getting to know each other, bonding properly as they're meant to--as they were made to. Why a project like this was made to begin with, Vexen isn't sure; it doesn't seem like much useful data could be gathered from them. Why they chose to make Reno..... well, Reno, the way he is, is something Vexen is certain he'll never understand, let alone why they would make someone like Reno for him.

It's utterly incomprehensible, to be perfectly honest: Reno is irritating at best, infuriating at worst, loud and brash and unrefined, lacking all sense of restraint or propriety, let alone dignity. The only time the man is even remotely tolerable is when he's asleep, or his mouth is too full to say anything.

Eating and sleeping are the only things that break up the endless monotony and frustration, anyway--Vexen doesn't mind being an artificially-created creature, not nearly as much as he minds his creators giving him such a poor environment and poor companion to go with it. (Even lab rats ar least get toys or exercise wheels, don't they?) Shouldn't their personalities be more complementary, if they're designed and made for each other? Why won't they even acknowledge his requests to at least look at their own data, or maybe even help somehow? He knows they had to have gotten the message. They're watching and listening. They always seem to be.

Good for them. Maybe if they watch long enough, they'll see that their experiment is a failure, and he could never be meant for a match like this. In the meantime, Vexen is sick to death of it all; he retreats to bed, fully determined to at least distance himself from Reno as much as possible, even if he can't sleep. A nap would at least mean he wasn't bored; just attempting to take one, if nothing else, is a fine pretense to shun conversation.

Prince Hans * Frozen * m/m

[open_door]

[open to all options]