my type.

[lumeria]

i have a type: the meme

How to play:

• Post with your character.
• Describe their preferences for a romantic partner or just a person they wanna bang/smooch in a generalized way.
  
• This is shown to EVERYBODY.
  
• Reply to those comments indulging, teasing, mocking, being scandalized or so on.
  
• Or you can just go the lazy route, like certain songs.

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Nyarlathotep | Lovecraft Mythos

[rephase]

[Nyarly is lounging by the small sandwich board sign that says simply 'Like a cat, my type is people who are avoiding looking at me or are allergic to me.'

Underneath this, in smaller, and more discreet handwritten print, are the words 'Also very curious and creative people'.]

Reko Yabusame | Your Turn to Die

[musicaldemon]

Rough outside, marshmallow inside.

[Reko herself sighs, unable to deny that but --]

Also soft inside and out.

Yeah I admit, like nice folks and all but wouldn't it be easier t' just word it like that?

Princess Serenity / Sailor Moon

[moonbunnyusako]

Those that want to control and collar me.

Probably not the best type for a Princess but the sign is honest.

[princess_undercut]

"Well that's a very dangerous thing to admit in a place like this, Princess" Namaari said with a smirk as she approached Serenity, looking like the cat about to swallow the canary. From behind her back, she produced a white leather collar.

"Like it?" And without waiting for an answer: "Of course you do. I ordered the best leatherworkers of Fang to make it especially for you. Plus, you already wear a lot of white and white is the official colour of Fang, so as far as I'm concerned it's a sign..."

She brushed some of Serenity's hair away from her neck and made a point of walking slowly behind her. "That you belong to Fang."

Just as slowly, Namaari pulled the leather loop around Serenity's neck. She took her time enclosing it about her and fastening it, so Serenity would have plenty of time to realize that her freedom was being stripped away. "To me."

[moonbunnyusako]

Serenity swallowed as she looked up at Namaari approaching her. “It wasn’t as if I had much of a choice.” The signs wrote themselves after all. Serenity knew it wasn’t something she was supposed to admit out loud. Even if it was true.

Watching as Namaari pulled the collar from behind her back Serenity stayed still. Continuing to meet Namaari’s gaze. Not wanting to admit that the idea of Namaari claiming her like this was one she liked.

The fingers at her neck made her shiver slightly. Then she felt the leather against her skin as Namaari took her time fastening it. Proclaiming Serenity as hers. “I’ve always admired strength,” she finally said quietly. “Will you forgive me for not fighting the strongest as they come to claim me? Or, at least tell me to fight you if that is what you wish for I know you admire strength as well.”

[princess_undercut]

"Fight me?" Namaari didn't even try to not laugh as she walked around to Serenity's front. She cupped her cheek with a hand. "Your highness, the only thing that would accomplish is you getting hurt, and neither one of us would benefit from that.

"It's true that I value strength. In warriors. In rivals. In equals." At that last word she suddenly seized Serenity's chin roughly to help remind her of her place. "In pets, I value beauty and obedience.

"Speaking of which," she released Serenity's chin and took a step back. "Do pets usually stand up on their hind legs in your kingdom? Because in Fang, good kittens remain on all fours. Are you a good kitten?"

John Marston || Red Dead Redemption 2

[americanvenom]

[The sign hanging above the head of this cowboy has a big red arrow pointing to him, reading PEOPLE THAT CAN KICK HIS ASS
He looks pretty proud of the fact.]

[the_widow]

It ain't wrong from what I know.

[americanvenom]

Hardly ever is with these things.

[the_widow]

Sayin' you're in need of an ass kickin'?

Eskel || The Witcher(any) || OTA

[wolfdogwitcher]

He has furiously tried to scratch out his sign and scrawled over the top of it:
Chicks with horns.

He looks very pleased with this effort, but very close inspection reveals the original sign might have read something in the vein of:

Women likely to get me into trouble.

[the_widow]

Men who: think they aren't good/good enough, are good with their hands, have chest hair, aren't too scared of her, don't mind a woman who takes charge.

[ Though part of the worn wooden sign appears to have been etched out with a knife and some degree of rage, it barely reads are likely to die sooner rather than later ]

Yeah well, guess that's true enough.

lan sizhui (rule 63) | the untamed

[longfor]

Mm, I suppose I never thought about it. But perhaps someone that is not easily intimidated. But ah, not overly confident?

[She thinks on it]

[jingyeets]

( this ends up being the worst and yet most hilarious time to be standing right off to the side of her, arms crossed over his chest, and just going: )

Yeah! Exactly!

... For you, I mean, though what, intimidated by you, or by your mothers, or by the fact you're leading our generation, or—

( he's just sounding smug talking her up right now, this isn't helpful. )

[longfor]

[He's so sweet]

Wei-qianbei and Hanguang Jun seem to intimidate people easily. I can't understand why.

[jingyeets]

No, totally mysterious, it's not like your mother's leading cultivator of her generation, or the bright light at the heart of chaos, or anything. Not like Wei-qianbei refined a whole school of cultivation that people shiver at the sound of either. Must be that one smiles, and the other one doesn't, right?

( still sounding amused, but ah, yes, well, he's got biases. and they're for both said mothers. )

Hermione Granger | Harry Potter

[bookish_lioness]

Athletes.

[Cue Hermione, arms crossed tightly over her chest as she glares daggers at the sign.]

Just because the boys I've dated tend to be Quidditch players doesn't mean I have a type. Honestly, it's harder to find someone who doesn't play Quidditch!

The Phantom ~ Phantom of the Opera

[dramaticassbitch]

Charming and guileless ingenues who are curious, trusting, gifted sopranos, and unquestioningly obedient. Her head must not be easily turned by meddlesome outsiders who know not what is best for her and wish only to steal that which does not belong to them.

The girl must be teachable, unlike certain shrill, talentless harpies who are not even suited to the worst music halls of that festering gutter known as London. She must be an appreciator of true beauty, not beholden to the physical ideals of mere man. An angel in human form. Nothing less will do.

[While he does not appear to be even a little amused, he does not at all disagree with this statement.]

[catarmy]

[They'll just... wrinkle their nose briefly at what they read on that sign.]

That's a lot of notes.

[Their sign is simple enough: "Someone who appreciates what I am, and might not mind a knocked-down cup or two. And the odd dose of chaos I indulge in from time to time. Hopefully not allergic to cats or fear those of vampiric descent."]

...But there are worse types to like.

[dramaticassbitch]

[He stiffens slightly - knocked-down cups would bother him. As would chaos that isn't of his own making - though he'd never openly admit to that. Vampires he may or may not believe exist.]

It is a sufficient description that addresses both my needs and my concerns.


[Or, he's just wholly hung-up on this one person and describes her exactly to extremely narrow his focus.]

[catarmy]

[Well, those definitely aren't human ears on their head. Too pointed, and slightly too long.]

Mm, just... it sounds like an unreachable ideal. You're bound to be disappointed with inflexible standards.

If you want someone guileless and trusting, that trust is likely to extend, succinctly to say, too far, if you apply specific exceptions that seem to be mild.

And, for example, it is possible to be faithful to a partner without giving them orders like that. A truly faithful partner will look at those beyond them, take what is useful and beneficial to the two of them, and come back with personal growth. With stories and more.

[They smile, warm and bright, their genderless voice pitching slightly upward in a more feminine sound.]

My late husband was like that. Open with trust, but burn him once and you could never have that trust back the same again. But he was far from guileless. You can't have innocence and freely-given trust and hope not to be destroyed by it.

Your angel in human form may very well find her wings burnt away purely because her innocence left her at the mercy of those crafty enough to hide beyond her experience to see the truth.

[Their gaze softens, concern making itself apparent.]

And if she comes to you, in her lowest moments from which there is no return to the past, reaching for your sunlight, will you toss her away simply because her wings are no more? Or perhaps, if she can no longer sing? Because in her core she is trusting, willing to believe in the best of everyone. And who would she trust more than the person she adores?

Not that I know of what you think of with that kind of description, but it's.. worrisome, darling.

Raine | dhampir/shifter original character

[catarmy]

Someone who appreciates what I am, and might not mind a knocked-down cup or two. And the odd dose of chaos I indulge in from time to time. Hopefully not allergic to cats or fear those of vampiric descent.

...Well, it's not wrong?

[They'll just adjust their clothes a little. Maybe it's a good time to nap...?]

Maria Hill | MCU | F/M (30+)

[standardprocedure]

[Her sign reads:...]
WANTED: One (or possibly two) badass super soldiers.

Well, it's not wrong...

Kunikda Doppo | Bungou Stray Dogs

[notable_idealist]

[Kunikida has a problem. He has a lot of problems, starting with the way he thinks about romance, with one side of the sign being such a running list of minutiae preferences (Nay, requirements) that you'd have to get in as close to read as you would a standard paperback page. But the topical problem is that that sign has two sides and he's not sure which is more humilitating: the aforementioned manifesto or the other side's more blunt, legible, desperately banal text: An attractive, competent adult who is basically good.]

Rude || FFVII (Remake) || M/F

[hand_slipped]

Girls with hearts of gold who can throw a punch and don't mind getting spanked.

[He stands beneath the sign, completely stone-faced.]

It's a guilty pleasure.