【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
♛ refer to the list above for active muses. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, borrow from a meme or wait to see where things go. ♛ a couple of my favorite suggestions: caught in the rain, pillow forts, affectionate physical contact, insomnia, into the woods, hurt/comfort, coffee shop, and of course TFLN, random scenarios and the wheel of memes! Or why not try a quote/picture/lyric prompt?
[It's really not. But also she's not angry which is. Weird? Usually he manages to piss people off -- usually intentionally. But she accepted the insult and turned it into a compliment, sort of. Huh.]
I suggest you get some sleep instead of going out yourself.
[He better be true to his word! Because the next day, once classes are complete, she definitely hunts him down in the crowd of students leaving to go home. It takes her a little bit, but pretty soon she recognizes that hair and pushes her way through the crowd to catch up with him.]
[His brother had been stopped a few minutes ago to chat with someone else, as per usual. Izuru usually heads home before him, anyway; Hajime can't resist trying new clubs and generally using his free time wisely.
He blinks when Natsumi pushes her way toward him, stopping obligingly and moving out of the main flow of student traffic.]
[That really was Hajime's style, isn't it? Which is probably why their relationship ended. Admittedly, Natsumi is a girl who wants to monopolize all of her lover's time. She won't impede them if they do want to hang out with friends or try out clubs, but if she doesn't get enough attention, she's not really satisfied, and can become pretty insecure...
And then she just bottles up those feelings and never works through them with her boyfriend, which is so healthy and totally helps having stable relationships.]
[Sure, his classmates are going to talk about how Izuru got into a yakuza car with Natsumi Kuzuryu, but he's never really cared about what they had to say. They're boring??
But he nods and shrugs. The rest of it makes sense.]
Most people aren't exactly excited to get into a yakuza car. I've heard all sorts of shit like "you'll never be seen again", "if you hang out with their daughter her parents will kill you", "she's just getting you into her car so she can beat the shit out of you"...things like that. People are scared of me and my family.
[She shrugs, waiting for the driver to open her door for her once they've reached the car.]
I mean I guess you probably wouldn't be, since I dated Hajime for a while and he's just fine, but hey. You never know.
[If Izuru waits, he'll also have his door opened for him, but he's welcome to get in on his own too.]
[He's not expecting anyone to open his door for him, so he just opens it and gets in on his own. Whoops. Very fancy, though... this probably frightened Hajime some, but Izuru has the benefit of knowing that Hajime survived this process. So he'll be fine.]
If you were going to make me disappear, you wouldn't have gone through the trouble of texting me last night, [he observes casually with a shrug.]
Besides, I don't think you'd wait until someone was in your car to beat them up.
Heh. See, that's what I tell 'em, but somehow that doesn't make 'em feel any better.
[This is said with obvious amusement in her voice. She knows why it wouldn't make them feel any better. But she's not complaining if he's not scared! It's a sleek, black car, real leather seats (that are also black), varnished wood arm rests, gold accents and controls...definitely a car from the most powerful clan in Japan. No expenses spared. Natsumi gives the address to their driver once he gets in as well, and with a "Yes Natsumi-chan" they're off.]
[What a fancy car... he can't really resist rubbing his fingers against the leather seat. Hajime probably did the exact same thing; they are brothers, after all. It's a little grand for his tastes, though. Ah well. It's not like it's his car.]
I suppose I should have known better to assume we'd take the train.
[She's not against doing it herself, but her family letting her is another matter. They'd probably have a body guard to make sure she got on and off the train safely.
...if she didn't sneak out to do it on her own, anyway.]
I told you, greasy shit. They're not some fancy, hoity-toity place. They cook their chicken and beef and noodles in lots of sauce, or fry the cellophane noodles in lots of oil...it's really good. Their desserts are great too, and they stock lots of sweet drinks! They've got tea and stuff too if you don't like those though.
I don't mind it. People sometimes say interesting things when they assume everyone around them is too busy thinking about their own lives.
[He hums quietly, nodding with her assessment. He might be a rather fit and intelligent teenager, but he has no problem with eating junk food! Just not at all the time. And not when he's about to go to sleep!!]
...Sakuramochi, [he says finally.] Do they have sakuramochi?
[The opposite of his brother's favorite food. They'd always trade each other.]
[She's very confident. She's sure they'll be a next time! He'll see, he'll totally like hanging out with her and want to go out again.]
That's like...completely opposite of what Hajime likes. It's just funny to me. He'd always make a face when I picked one out to eat myself, or offered him a bite of it.
He follows her gaze out the window, noting where they are and trying to remember what's in this area. Ah, yeah, he's walked by this place before, but never stopped in.]
Did my brother like this place?
[He's just assuming this must have been one of their date spots?]
[She clearly wasn't expecting a question like that. What the fuck. What the fuck? Who said you could ask that question!!!]
No, of course not! Are you kidding? A guy like that could never like sweets. Why are you even asking, I mean we aren't even twins!
[Yes, he does. They both have massive sweet tooths that could easily rival one another. Natsumi just gets to enjoy hers more because it's perfectly normal for a girl to like sweets.]
He did. It wasn't his favorite or anything, but he said the food was good and didn't mind it when we went here instead of some nicer joint.
[He doesn't have to say anything. He just smirks at her denial, an expression for which I have no icon but assume it's a very handsome expression because of course it is. This Izuru actually has emotions, after all! And he can be amused at the fact that the heir to the biggest yakuza family in the country has a sweet tooth.]
I'm looking forward to it, [is all he says, though he's still smirking.]
[That stupid (handsome) smirk tells her that he doesn't believe her, and she scowls dark.]
You tell anyone and you're dead, got me?
[This is a serious threat, Natsumi not acknowledging what he said at all. Not that she's ignoring him, and she's actually pretty happy to hear that, but this needs to be set straight first.]
[He doesn't seem intimidated by the threat, though he is slightly taken-aback by the venom in her voice. Huh... this is already more interesting than he could have planned on.]
Your wish is my command... is what I'm supposed to say, right?
[He probably wouldn't tell anyone, anyway?? There's no point and the punishment would outway any potential reward for him.]
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[It's really not. But also she's not angry which is. Weird? Usually he manages to piss people off -- usually intentionally. But she accepted the insult and turned it into a compliment, sort of. Huh.]
I suggest you get some sleep instead of going out yourself.
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[It helps that she's got way thicker skin than most people. You think that's an insult? Please.]
Yeah, yeah. I'll go to bed mom.
[The hilarious thing here is that her mom doesn't care when she goes to bed as long as she doesn't sneak out and get herself killed.]
No backing out, okay? I'll make sure to whine to Hajime until his ears fall off and then you'll get to hear about it from him later!
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[He's also going to have Words with his brother about this... wtf......]
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[Probably. Hopefully?]
Night then, I guess!
[He better be true to his word! Because the next day, once classes are complete, she definitely hunts him down in the crowd of students leaving to go home. It takes her a little bit, but pretty soon she recognizes that hair and pushes her way through the crowd to catch up with him.]
Hinata!
[Hey there friend.]
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He blinks when Natsumi pushes her way toward him, stopping obligingly and moving out of the main flow of student traffic.]
Kuzuryu.
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And then she just bottles up those feelings and never works through them with her boyfriend, which is so healthy and totally helps having stable relationships.]
You ready to go? My driver's waitin' for us!
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[He shoulders his messenger bag a little more comfortably and quirks an eyebrow at her.]
I thought you'd drive yourself.
[She's too young to have her license, but she's also yakuza??]
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Why would I do that when I have people who'd drive me?
[She's yakuza but also she's a princess.]
Plus, I may not be the heir but I do still need protection most of the time. And oniichan won't let me since I'm too young to get my license.
[What can you do? She shrugs and gestures for him to follow as she starts heading towards the parking lot.]
That's not makin' you nervous is it? He's a good guy, nothin' to be worried over.
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[Sure, his classmates are going to talk about how Izuru got into a yakuza car with Natsumi Kuzuryu, but he's never really cared about what they had to say. They're boring??
But he nods and shrugs. The rest of it makes sense.]
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Most people aren't exactly excited to get into a yakuza car. I've heard all sorts of shit like "you'll never be seen again", "if you hang out with their daughter her parents will kill you", "she's just getting you into her car so she can beat the shit out of you"...things like that. People are scared of me and my family.
[She shrugs, waiting for the driver to open her door for her once they've reached the car.]
I mean I guess you probably wouldn't be, since I dated Hajime for a while and he's just fine, but hey. You never know.
[If Izuru waits, he'll also have his door opened for him, but he's welcome to get in on his own too.]
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If you were going to make me disappear, you wouldn't have gone through the trouble of texting me last night, [he observes casually with a shrug.]
Besides, I don't think you'd wait until someone was in your car to beat them up.
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Heh. See, that's what I tell 'em, but somehow that doesn't make 'em feel any better.
[This is said with obvious amusement in her voice. She knows why it wouldn't make them feel any better. But she's not complaining if he's not scared! It's a sleek, black car, real leather seats (that are also black), varnished wood arm rests, gold accents and controls...definitely a car from the most powerful clan in Japan. No expenses spared. Natsumi gives the address to their driver once he gets in as well, and with a "Yes Natsumi-chan" they're off.]
I hope you saved plenty of room for food.
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I suppose I should have known better to assume we'd take the train.
[Rich people...]
What kind of food is it?
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You like taking the train?
[She's not against doing it herself, but her family letting her is another matter. They'd probably have a body guard to make sure she got on and off the train safely.
...if she didn't sneak out to do it on her own, anyway.]
I told you, greasy shit. They're not some fancy, hoity-toity place. They cook their chicken and beef and noodles in lots of sauce, or fry the cellophane noodles in lots of oil...it's really good. Their desserts are great too, and they stock lots of sweet drinks! They've got tea and stuff too if you don't like those though.
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[He hums quietly, nodding with her assessment. He might be a rather fit and intelligent teenager, but he has no problem with eating junk food! Just not at all the time. And not when he's about to go to sleep!!]
...Sakuramochi, [he says finally.] Do they have sakuramochi?
[The opposite of his brother's favorite food. They'd always trade each other.]
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Huh.
[Natsumi eyes the window separating themselves from the driver before leaning over to him to whisper a question.]
How about we take the train next time then?
[After that she sits back with a grin and a wink before nodding.]
They do, yeah.
[Pause...and then a laugh.]
Is that your favorite? Oh my god.
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Suit yourself.
[Assuming there is a next time? Confident. He kind of admires that, in a way. Most girls don't speak to him so casually.
Then he frowns, and a trifle defensively, asks,]
...Why is that funny?
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[She's very confident. She's sure they'll be a next time! He'll see, he'll totally like hanging out with her and want to go out again.]
That's like...completely opposite of what Hajime likes. It's just funny to me. He'd always make a face when I picked one out to eat myself, or offered him a bite of it.
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[Laughtrack.wav]
He'd always want my kusamochi and trade his sakuramochi for it. I guess I just got used to it.
[Another small shrug. It's not that big a deal!]
Neither of us usually eat many sweets.
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[That's all!]
Yeah, I noticed that with him and wondered that about you. More for me then!
[She glances out the tinted window, humming a little.]
Almost there now. It's not far from the school.
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[THE Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu? Certainly not, right?
He follows her gaze out the window, noting where they are and trying to remember what's in this area. Ah, yeah, he's walked by this place before, but never stopped in.]
Did my brother like this place?
[He's just assuming this must have been one of their date spots?]
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Ghhk--!!
[She clearly wasn't expecting a question like that. What the fuck. What the fuck? Who said you could ask that question!!!]
No, of course not! Are you kidding? A guy like that could never like sweets. Why are you even asking, I mean we aren't even twins!
[Yes, he does. They both have massive sweet tooths that could easily rival one another. Natsumi just gets to enjoy hers more because it's perfectly normal for a girl to like sweets.]
He did. It wasn't his favorite or anything, but he said the food was good and didn't mind it when we went here instead of some nicer joint.
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I'm looking forward to it, [is all he says, though he's still smirking.]
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[That stupid (handsome) smirk tells her that he doesn't believe her, and she scowls dark.]
You tell anyone and you're dead, got me?
[This is a serious threat, Natsumi not acknowledging what he said at all. Not that she's ignoring him, and she's actually pretty happy to hear that, but this needs to be set straight first.]
Nobody gets to know that. Not even Hajime.
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Your wish is my command... is what I'm supposed to say, right?
[He probably wouldn't tell anyone, anyway?? There's no point and the punishment would outway any potential reward for him.]
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