what's your number?

[semimeme]

 

what's your #?

a meme about what it says on the tin.

1. post with your character, canon, prefs if you like
2. include in your comment the number of individual sexual partners your character has had (feel free to headcanon it up; zeroes are valid)

3. comment to others. be surprised, scandalised, delighted, etc.

Comments

[lanyards]

[ WAIT NO DON'T LEAVE HIM

ginger runs over to tug on rum's arm, near tears. ]

No, I'm fine! I don't need to nap!

[rum_eyes]

[ Rum laughs softly, a single huff of an exhale. Ginger is so predictable. ]

Why are you getting worked up?

[lanyards]

Don't just suddenly leave me like that... It makes it feel like I did something wrong.

[ ;; he legit has tears in his eyes ]

Are you mad at me?

[rum_eyes]

Why would I be mad at you?

[ His head cocks to one side, hands resting on his hips. ]

Just don't forget about me when you find someone.

[lanyards]

[ he's a little startled by the demon's words, but then again rum has always had a knack for saying so much in so few words. where gin spent too long running around and fumbling his meaning, rum's talent lies in his bluntness... he envies him for it, near constantly. ]

I'd never.

[ gin sobers up almost instantly, his expression folding into one of serious concern. the hand he'd been using to tug on rum's sleeve loosens, but only for a moment as he readjusts his grip to slip down and hold the other's hand instead. ]

You're my best friend, Rum. I could never forget you.

[rum_eyes]

[ Rum stops as Ginger readjusts his grip, not wanting to actually shake him off. It's hard to have this conversation when he knows, when it's like everyone in the company knows besides Ginger himself. ]

I know. We've been together so long, I don't think we could live without each other.

[lanyards]

[ rum probably has no idea how relieved gin is to hear we. or maybe he does, with the way the angel's expression brightens instantly. ]

That's true! I'd definitely be lost without you!

[rum_eyes]

Hm, you'd get beaten up. Or worse.

[ He smiles, though, because Ginger wouldn't be himself if he were super powerful or brilliant. ]

[lanyards]

[ th.... thanks??? ]

You don't have to sound so confident about that...

[rum_eyes]

How many times have I saved your ass?

[lanyards]

Who's counting...!

[ stop do you want him to cry again ]

[rum_eyes]

Not me.

[ This time, he’s the one reaching for Gin’s sleeve to tug him along the hallway. ]

C’mon. Coffee.