❝My Rescuer❞ Shipping Meme
There is no possible way the two of you could have gotten off on better footing. One of you saved the other. You were complete strangers - or just as good as - yet someone put aside that fact and swooped in when they saw trouble like a guardian angel, whether because of their own moral reasoning or just being at the right place at the right time. The one who was saved? Well, they can't help but be grateful to their rescuer...and, perhaps, all that high octane emotion will lead to more. After all, you've never felt so much towards one person.
Will you be able to finally have peace alongside this person, or is all really as it seems?
How to Play
- Comment with your character, preferences, and etc. Is your character more likely to rescue, be rescued, or either?
- Reply to others.
- RNG for your prompt and thread!
Prompts
- No Hope: They were in a situation that looked incredibly bleak, such as being kidnapped or held prisoner. It was likely they would never see freedom or happiness again. That was something you couldn't stand for.
- Life Threatening: It was a simple accident, but it could have ended their life. You stepped in and pushed them out of the way or caught them as they fell.
- Harassment: Hey, leave them alone, pal! They clearly don't want your attention or your perverse remarks.
- Stand Up: You're being tormented and verbally abused by your peers. Finally, though, someone steps in and defends you.
- See Myself in You: They're different - like you are. You don't think they deserve to be treated this way...and neither would you.
- Ridiculous: Uh oh. A giant octopus is attacking you! Can anyone, will anyone save you from certain doom?
- Saved...From Boredom: Your life seemed like it was in black and white before this person introduced you to color.
- Superhero: Saving people is your job. Why is this case any different?
- Justice: What's happening before you is disgusting. You have to get justice for this victim; of course, that "justice" may also be needed for yourself and your sense of fragile reality.
- Spur of the Moment: Rescuing someone was never in your plan, but you couldn't pass up the chance.
- Love at First Sight: They saved you, and you fell. Or the other way around.
- Bring Back Happiness: All that was good has faded until you got a new lease on life.
- Guilt Complex: In the past, you failed. You'll never let anyone get hurt again.
- Not Only a Job: Technically, you were hired to take this person from their captor to another captor, yet in the end, you changed your mind.
- Warming Up: You can't help but soften towards someone you owe your life to.
- Honor Among Thieves: Your record may not be squeaky clean, but there are acts even you cannot condone.
- Gone Too Far: Your rage at seeing a living being treated this way has welled up, and the one who was victimized has to pull you back. Can they?
- Hurt Because of Me: In your defense, your savior has been injured. You feel a certain sense of sinking culpability.
- Patched Up: After the fight, both of you care for each others' mental and physical wounds.
- Who Rescued Who?: They may have physically saved you, but you emotionally saved them.
- The Truth Comes Out: You learned that your "rescue" was a fabrication to gain your trust. Has your relationship changed them? Even if it has, can you ever believe them again?
- All's Well: Once out of the limelight and out of harms way, you two can explore the prospect of getting to know each other better.
- Violent Delights Have Violent Ends: Your relationship ends as it began: with violence and despair.
- Doesn't Last: All of your attractions are a flash in the pan. When it comes down to it, you can't make it work between you when there's no danger to draw you close.
- WILDCARD
|
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sockdere) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
bakerstreet2015-01-21 07:28 am
no subject
If you do it in Kyoto, see that you pass the Aoiya. Okina misses your vulpine beauty and scintillating wit.
[A beat, followed by a non-vocalized internal sigh.]
His words. Not mine.
[And this time, when her gratitude is voiced again, he meets it not with a thoughtful grunt or even a blunt reminder that she didn't have to do it twice. Neither of them feel... right... at this moment in time, with the two of them pulling each other out of the dark mires of yesterday.]
[This time, he touches the bandage on his chest anew and moves his head in a curt but reverent nod-bow. And though his low voice whispers a sincere and meaningful, "You're welcome.", Megumi wouldn't have a hard time realizing what he's really saying.]
Thank you.
[It's not her time to die yet. Neither is it Aoshi's. But for this? It would certainly be worth it.]
no subject
Surely Kyoto has its share of beautiful ladies - enough to satisfy Okina-san, at least.
[A small, wry smile quirked at her lips, but her voice was soft and kind when she replied.]
You're welcome.
[She sat there in silence a moment, allowing the two of them that brief pause to collect their thoughts before she rose up from her chair.]
No doubt Misao-chan has already heard what happened here - or if she hasn't, she will when she gets back from her day out with Kaoru-san. You'll have to stay here for the night, and I'm also certain Misao-chan will do the same, to keep an eye on you and me.
[Another dry smile.]
I'd advise that you stay here for a week at the very least - I don't want you tearing those stitches out, even if you don't mean to.
I'll just prepare some dinner. I'm sure everyone will be visiting, so expect company.
no subject
[Because he has something far better in mind.]
*
[Two weeks later, at Tokyo's largest prison, star inmate Takeda Kanryuu--- up until now the proud recipient of his own luxurious quarters, expensive food from a personal chef, and constant contact with the outside world through messengers--- requested for transfer to maximum security.]
[Officially, he did it out of fear of his fellow inmates, jealous of what his wealth and connections have brought him even behind bars. Further probing, though, reveals a different story.]
[It seems that two weeks after the failed attack on Megumi Takani, Kanryuu opened the silver platter on his morning's breakfast to find a large tuft of his own hair. It had been taken from the back of his head sometime during the night. SWiftly, silently, and almost surely with some kind of blade. Kanryuu would've blamed this on another inmate or some guard with a grudge, but there had been a slip of paper tucked with the hair. On it had been these words:]
Better to count your money than lose hair over appointments you cannot keep.
[Strangely, prison officials saw no more than a blank slip of paper by the time Kanryuu showed it to them. But he knew what he'd seen and he knew exactly who'd done it. And that was why he'd been more than happy to trade his once-safe suite for the 24/7 presence of unforgiving guards and inmates much more hardened than him.]
[For the rest of his days, Takeda Kanryuu--- once Tokyo's undisputed opium lord and would-be merchant of death--- knew what it was to live in abject fear of shadows from the past.]
*
[That same day, Misao wondered where the bottle of Oniwabanshu invisible ink she'd meant to show Suzume and Ayame* had gone to. Aoshi was more than happy to return it.]
((*OOC: They're from the anime, of course, but I couldn't resist using them. XD Oh, that's a wrap? =3))
no subject
no subject