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Fluff Meme

R U L E S:
1. Post your character with their name and series in the subject line.
2. Others respond using RNG. Roll 1 - 15 to pick a scenario.
3. Some scenarios have options (A - C). Pick any one from them or roll 1 - 3.
4. If there is no option that fits for you, then feel free to make one up!
5. And there you go, instant fluff~

Scenarios:

1. A little help, please?

A) Lost - You got lost somewhere, like a school or office building or even an unfamiliar city street, and it doesn't look like you can figure out the way back by yourself.

B) Bike/Car Trouble - Your mode of transportation has a flat tire and your cellphone battery is dead while you're in a middle of nowhere.

C) You Shrimp! - You’re just a short fry who can’t even reach the top shelf for an item. Or even if you’re tall enough, you STILL can’t reach it without a second hand. Like maybe, a ball that got stuck on a basketball’s ring.

2. Babysitting/Pet sitting

Your neighbor is going out of town for a few days. They ask you to take care of the pet (or the baby) for the time being. But you don't have to worry! Your neighbor hired someone to help you. You can only hope that person is reliable...

3. Playful Fight - The two of you are having such a nice time together, doing whatever it is you’re up to. Suddenly, one of you just can’t help but start teasing a little. Like maybe pick up the nearest object available and throw it to the other person's face.

A) Food Fight - Didn’t your mom always told you not to play with food?

B) Water Gun/Water Balloon Fight - Well, that’s one way to cool down.

C) Pillow Fight - Grab a pillow or two. It’s game time.

D) Tickle Fight - Who cares about objects! Your true weapon is your god hand!!

4. Hand to Hold - Something terrible just happened. It’s terrible enough to make you cry or flip a table. You don’t want to be alone right now with these feelings.

A) Shoulder to cry on - You’re not done crying and it just hurts to cry on your own hands.

B) Woke up from a bad dream - Did you get rickrolled in your sleep? Did you hear the trololo man’s song within your dreams? Sit up and tell that person to hold you right now!

C) Just had a bad day - Everybody’s against you today. Flop down that couch and start sulking.

5. Stuck/Stranded

A) Stuck in an elevator - You had places to go! People to see! But that can’t happen due a technical difficulty while you were riding the elevator. Fortunately ~~or unfortunately~~ you’re not alone.

B) Stuck due to rain - Just your luck, you forgot your umbrella. Do you wait it out or try to make a run for it?

C) Deserted Island - Due to a miracle, you survived the boat crash and even drifted ashore! Yay! Except... where the hell are you now? And, oh god, is that a dead body next to you? ~~Wait, it moved!~~

6. Sick/Injury

A) Stuck at Home - It’s your fault that you stayed out the rain too long. Or maybe you just overworked yourself too much. Be careful!

B) Infirmary - Looks like you got into a minor accident. Guess it was a good thing that someone was there to help you to the clinic.

C) Hospital - Still waiting on the results for that last medical exam? Maybe you're EXPECTING A BABY. Whatever it is, at least you've got some company to keep your occupied.

7. Confession

A) In Person - Nothing is more sincere than a direct confession!

B) Love Letter - You’re so traditional. Are you going to put heart stickers, too?

C) Phone call/Text/Email/IMs - Ahh, the wonders of technology. You can even say how you feel through emoticons. :D <3

8. Date

A) Dinner - Whether it’s in restaurant or take-out at home, enjoy a meal with that special someone.

B) Movie - Cozy up on the couch watching a DVD or head to the mall to watch latest blockbuster.

C) Picnic - Grab a basket, grab some food, and pray to god that whoever prepared it knows how to cook. Watch out for ants.

9. New Kid On The Block

You’re new to the neighborhood. Maybe you’re a new student or a newly hired worker. Maybe you even just literally moved in. Either way, you miss your old home and your friends. You’re so lonely. Aww. Don’t worry, maybe fate will be kind to you and reward you with a new friend very soon.

10. A little extra help with work or school

A) Study partner - The exams are coming up! You thought of calling up someone to study with, hoping that it will increase your focus and all those other benefits.

B) Homework pain - You have an extremely difficult homework. You’re at the point where you want to throw it out the window.

C) Overtime at work - It’s shit-o-clock. You’ll never finish these on time. You might as well pull off an overnight at the office, unless a kind soul decides to assist you with work.

11. Hanging Out

A) Shopping - Maybe your ~~victim~~ date doesn't mind shopping with you. Maybe they did. Well, they're here now and they're not getting away from you that easily!

B) At a coffee shop - Maybe it's your first date and the two of you are testing the waters, maybe you bumped into each other. Whatever the reason was, there's nothing like two people just talking over a cup of coffee.

C) At a playground - Nothing wrong with reliving your childhood here. Last one to the swings is a rotten egg!

12. Somebody Save Me!

A) Drowning - Wow, you didn’t even bother checking if your life ring had enough air in it?

B) FIRE! - Good job. You burnt your kitchen and now there’s a forest fire in there.

C) Defending your honor - How dare you forget your rape whistle at home! Maybe screaming will send someone to your aid! KYAAA~

13. Couldn't Make It To Bed

A) Drunk passed out - Looks like you had too much to drink. Think you can still make it to bed by yourself?

B) Slept on the Couch - You’re ridiculously tired and that short nap on the couch became longer than you planned.

C) Fell asleep in the car - Not exactly the ideal place to fall asleep in (carbon monoxide poisoning and all). Luckily, someone’s coming to your rescue.

14. Outdoorsy stuff

A) Stargazing - Maybe you two just enjoy the sight of the sea of stars. Maybe either of you believe in the legend of the wishing star. Either way, the evening sky is shining down for the two of you.

B) Camping - Screw the city! Nature is truly the best! Grab your partner ~~or be dragged off by them~~ and explore to your heart’s content. Watch out for snakes or bears.

C) Field Trip - It’s a class field trip or a work’s group outing! What will you do? Explore every nook of the location you’re in? Stay in your room and play board games? Sneak out each other’s rooms to meet up tonight?

15. Wild card - Roll again, pick anything you’d like, or create your own scene.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

( are you laughing as hard as i am because i'm dying. i had to do this. )

[ it goes without saying that knives would do anything for vash, and the same applies to nicholas. vash knows this too, so when he keeps dropping hints about wanting to have dinner together for the holidays, about how nice it would be to spend time together, and how he misses a home cooked meal, well. it stands to reason that one (or both) of them will fold, it's just a matter of when that would be.

which is why they're at a farmer's market at seven-thirty in the morning, because nicholas isn't here to play any games: if vash wants a home cooked meal with him and his brother, then a home cooked meal with him and his brother he'll fucking get. nick takes a deep, prolonged drag of his cigarette, mentally gearing himself up to wade through the crowd to fight elderly ladies for overpriced tomatoes. or something.

god, he needs a coffee. ]

You got the list?

( he's never been able to deny his brother anything, not when it really comes down to it, because he'd perfected the application of puppy eyes ( it's super effective ) and his patented pout ( fatality ) and when he dares to put them together? instant k.o.

which stands to reason that when he not-so-subtly suggest that he'd like for them all to have dinner together for the upcoming holidays, he resigns himself to an amalgamation of everything in his arsenal until he agrees to play along. not that it takes very much, mind — see above — but sometimes he has to go through the motions in order to make vash think he's actually won instead of effectively having his brother wrapped around his little finger.

because it's true. it's always going to be true. there are no two ways about it.

vash is the only person he would be out this early for, ready to start a fight at the drop of a hat over something like exotic herbs or organic anything, but at least he's wanting for a home-cooked meal instead of any of the already-prepared garbage he eats any other time of the year. knives will never say that this is his favorite way to spend a weekend morning, but if they get everything done now, they won't have to worry about it later.

he could go for a coffee, himself. maybe they have something already brewed at one of the stands here. he'll treat. maybe. )

Of course I do. ( he says mildly, reaching into his pocket for the handwritten list had at least made sure would be legible to them both:

new red potatoes
arugula
fresh garlic, mustard seed, basil and parsley
green beans — the kind you have to snap the ends off of!!
white corn ( not yellow )
carrots

among a whole slew of other things that are beginning to make him think this is going to be a much bigger fiasco than he'd realized.

he holds the paper out to nicholas. ) Should we split up? We may be able to find everything faster if we each take half the list.

Edited (TOO DAMN USED TO WRITING KNIFE FUCK ME LMAO) 2023-12-27 20:57 (UTC)

[ it's honestly a little too easy to imagine knives starting a fight over organic vegetables, and nick has to work to keep his face straight, ashing his cigarette before shifting to get a better look at the list. they both have an idea of what vash likes but nick had let knives plan the menu, conceding only because he knows how to pick his battles; as much as he has no qualms about arguing with knives over most things, he's actually kind of invested in this dinner being a success, and it's easier to just focus on the cooking part. ]

"The kind you have to snap the ends off of", huh. [ his tone is amused, if dry as it always is, but he doesn't comment on the list any further than that. ] Yeah. Meet you at the coffee stand in the back.

[ before he forgets—he pats his coat pocket, pulling out two reusable bags: one decorated with flowers and the other with brightly colored polka dots. he hands the polka dotted one to knives. ]

Don't actually kill anyone over organic eggs, all right? I don't wanna have to deal with the clean up.

[ is he being a shit or is he being serious... maybe both. ]

( they're both invested in seeing this dinner come to fruition, as it were, and if it means both of them being on their best behavior through the remainder of the holidays — because of course that's what it means for them, not just a dinner they all share — and as much as he'd be willing to start a fight over very nearly anything, he really is doing this for vash. there isn't much of anything he wouldn't do to ensure his brother's happiness.

even if it's playing exceptionally nice with the man next to him. the man that can find any and every reason to be a brat at any given time.

( this … might be one of the reasons he does actually like the guy, but he isn't about to admit it. it would go directly to his head and he would never hear the end of it.

he's not in that kind of mood today. moving right along. )

he does chuckle at the other's first comment about the list. ) He's particular about what he wants … when he wants to be. Otherwise it's frozen waffles and chocolate chips. ( he knows his brother very well, and by now, you should too.

he does appreciate you giving him the polka dots, though. he's not feeling the flowers today. however — ) You're in luck, I think. I'm not feeling very volatile about organic eggs today. ( pause, for dramatic effect. ) The corn or carrots? I'm not so sure.

( and he's just going to turn and leave you to your own devices, go about his own shopping quickly and efficiently, and by the time you happen to meander all the way back to the coffee stand, he's got a coffee in each hand. one for both of them. )

No casualties. I hope you're satisfied. ( stop that. )

[ vash is really out here ending feuds and wars just by batting his doe eyes and pouting. everyone knows how knives is, and how nick is too, but a simple dinner request is enough to have them being on their best behavior and playing nice. incredible. nick would hate it if he hasn't already resigned himself to the fact that he is simply unable to deny vash anything.

but it's true: he does know vash very well, especially when it comes to his wants. which means the frozen waffles and chocolate chips comment pull an amused huff out of him, that turns into an actual laugh at that would-be veiled threat; brief and mixed with something like incredulity, equal parts annoyed and kind of into it. damn. knives leaves before he can even get a jab of his own in, and nick just lets it go, shaking his head as he tackles his half of the list.

he takes a little longer, mostly due to being waylaid by a tiny grandma trying to barter for his bag of green beans (it's always the fucking green beans) while yelling at him in spanish. in the end, he cedes the green beans and has to buy another bag, but he's not going to talk about it and instead, accepts the coffee. ]

Kinda too early to tell, isn't it? [ nick holds his gaze as he takes a measured sip of the coffee, as if it's laced with poison or something equally nefarious, and swallows it down. his grin is just this side of shit-eating. ] Guess I'll find out later.

( listen here, wolfwood. you and he know best that those doe eyes and thick lashes could end world war three if it came down to it; it's his not-so-secret weapon and he's not above using it to get what he wants whenever he wants, though he'll insist afterward that he isn't doing anything out of the ordinary.

little … gremlin, is what knives likes to call him, but he loves his brother endlessly and will never deny him anything given the chance, even though he likes to pretend that he plays the tough love card more often than he doesn't.

( he doesn't. ever. play that card. he just likes to pretend he does, so it doesn't seem like he's a pushover when it comes to something his twin might want from him. regardless of what it actually is. )

wolfwood looks a little bit worse for the wear when he finally shows up at the coffee stand, and at least he isn't going to comment on how that bag of green beans looks a little … like you had to fight a grandma for it? did you? maybe that's just his spidey senses tingling. we'll move right along.

don't you grin at him like that, nicholas. he might actually like it — not that he's going to openly admit such a thing, taking his own sip of coffee as he does to hide the curl of his own mouth in return — and no, he didn't poison you, asshole. not this time. ) Is it? ( there's … some measure of smugness in the line of his mouth, for some reason or another, so maybe you can call him out on it later. )

Did you find everything?

[Angel spent a lot of time sleeping outside. Too many buildings were destroyed and she spent far too much time wandering from settlement to settlement to really find a place to stay most nights. With Dogmeat at her side she didn't mind sleeping out in the open or against what was left of a wall.

Traveling with Vash made things even more interesting. She thought that she was pretty unlucky, but Vash was on a whole different level. He really did have some terrible luck.

So they sat in the middle of some crumbling walls with no roof or ceiling of any sort with a small fire to keep the chill away. She sat close to him, just looking up at the stars.]

[If you're down for a Jill, any prefs? 4, 5, 13, or 14 stand out to me the most, but I ain't picky.]

( i'm always down for a jill! and i love all of these options ... though i do like the idea of clive trying to make her a snow daisy crown in return for the one she made for him? and maybe they end up watching the sun go down and the stars come up, idk. they just deserve some happiness. )

[I love it! Maybe they sit down to relax for a bit, Jill leans against Clive to take one of those resting-the-eyes naps, and we can start the thread either with Clive giving her the crown or with Jill noticing what he's doing on her own, if you think that would work? If so, I can do the starter! If not, I'm down to hash something else out.]

[ he doesn't remember much about the dream: just fire and pain. that's how it always is, though, isn't it? it's a familiar nightmare, one from years ago, one filled with teeth and claws and death.

for a little while, he lies in his bed, cold sweat drying on his skin, heart noisy in his ears, while jote sleeps a few feet away in blissful quiet. she doesn't need to here in the hideaway--she's never really needed to--but she likes to be close to him, and after her years of patient service, he can deny her very little. but even so.. jote's even breaths aren't enough to lull him back to sleep this night, and with a start, he remembers that they don't have to.

he climbs out of bed, hushing jote when she stirs sleepily to attend him, and scratches out a note for her in the morning (with my brother), then pushes his feet into his boots and slips out.

clive's light is out when he reaches his quarters, but he senses his brother's aetheric energies--and only his brother's--inside, so after a brief hesitation, he cracks open the door enough to slide inside, then shuts it behind him again. by the time clive is opening his eyes in the dark, joshua's removing his boots, and without another word, he climbs over the older man and into his bed, curling into him like they're children again. ]

( clive, on the other side of things, very rarely gets deep enough sleep that he dreams at all anymore; more often than not, at any given time during the darkest hours of the night he can be found sitting at his reading table, skimming over missives that may have just come in or older ones that he hasn't had a chance to give the whole of his attention to yet, anything to keep his mind occupied long enough that his eyes become tired, even if the rest of him remains pulled so taut he may as well serve as a trip-wire.

nerves. restless energy. he's always counted himself a level-headed man rarely given to impulse, but when there is no outlet for that restless energy, he can never allow himself to relax as he needs.

he's aware of his brother's presence even before he opens his eyes; the door opening and closing is a dead giveaway, of course, but so is the sound of his quiet breathing, the thrumming of his heart behind his ribs that he can sense more than he can actually hear, and even as joshua makes to climb over him and make a home for himself in his personal space, clive is acclimating as best he can. shifting here and there a bit, arms coming around that slender form as they had so often when they were young, nose burying in soft, blond hair with a sigh. )

What's kept you up so late, brother mine?

[ joshua echoes clive's sigh, breath tickling over his brother's collarbones as he tucks his face in against him. it feels good to have familiar arms around him, his brother's face in his hair. it feels safe. he feels safe, loved, looked after. it's selfish, he's sure, because clive has so many responsibilities already, but.. joshua can be strong again in the morning. for now, in the darkness, he just wants his older brother's comfort. ]

Nothing, [ he reassures him, voice a soft mumble, ] just bad dreams. [ he slides his own arm over the other man's waist, fingers curling against his ribs, and marvels at how different this is from what he remembers. in his memories, after all, he's a small child, and his brother is nearly a giant, big enough at least to wrap joshua up completely. now, joshua's limbs have grown long, and he can tangle his feet with clive's, hold onto him with a strength he didn't have back then.

he shifts so he can tilt his head, bumping his brow gently against the other man's jaw. ] You weren't asleep. Have you only just gone to bed?

( it has only ever been his job to ensure his brother's safety,but it has never felt like a job to him, because he loves him so much that he would look after him even if he hadn't been raised to be his shield; the only thing that matters to him, especially now is joshua's safety, his livelihood, and he's always going to do his level best to make sure it all remains intact.

if he ever lost him again, he'd tear the world down and take it with him to whatever hell awaits him for failing the phoenix a second time.

nothing, he says, as if it's ever really nothing, and while he waits for an acceptable answer ( perhaps one closer to the truth of why he's still awake this late ) he moves one hand down to smooth over the line of his brother's spine, fingers brushing over every notch and the dips between much like he had when they were younger, soothing a frightened boy that had found himself jolted awake by nightmares.

some things never change, and if they do, not very much, do they?

he rumbles low and soft in the back of his throat, voice muffled because he can't quite bring himself to move away from nuzzling into joshua's soft hair. ) Bad dreams certainly aren't nothing. ( it's a tease more than anything, even if it's true.

he pauses to press a kiss to the center of the other's forehead, lips brushing over his brow with the sort of affection only ever meant for the one in his arms. ) Not only, but I'm sure you know the woes of a mind that will not settle as well as I do. ( another pause, and a kiss to the bridge of his nose. ) Perhaps all I needed was your warmth next to me.

Edited (FUCK ME SAME ICON ) 2024-01-26 18:13 (UTC)

( canonmates or m/m preferred for any shipping. ota for gen fluff! )

((A traveler that records people's life stories - she fits pretty much any scenario! She's also immortal. That's also a thing.

Feel free to assume CR or have her be a stranger, either works!))