✧ call me out! ( special surprise version )
a special edition call me out! |
With the return of my laptop, it's about time to go on ahead and throw up a new call me out post, now with new, fresh coding! Of course, I'll still be utilizing my old post, but this one is just a special self indulgent one for the most part to get back into the swing of things.
Basically, you guys know the drill by now: pick a character that's available on my muselist and either throw up a top level or bully me to make you one. Either one works. I just want to get my feet wet and start playing with everyone again after two weeks of being stuck on mobile phone tagging, so here we go.
As far as my interests go, I'm a huge fan of shipping and smut, but we don't have to have things go in that direction! And if you want to do smut, I do ask that you warn for it at least, even though I'm 100% down for it. In terms of genre, I'm good with most things from memory loss to bad end AUs to fluffy scenarios. If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to ask me here, PM me, or hit me up at
endlesseight!
And here's the links--
Basically, you guys know the drill by now: pick a character that's available on my muselist and either throw up a top level or bully me to make you one. Either one works. I just want to get my feet wet and start playing with everyone again after two weeks of being stuck on mobile phone tagging, so here we go.
As far as my interests go, I'm a huge fan of shipping and smut, but we don't have to have things go in that direction! And if you want to do smut, I do ask that you warn for it at least, even though I'm 100% down for it. In terms of genre, I'm good with most things from memory loss to bad end AUs to fluffy scenarios. If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to ask me here, PM me, or hit me up at
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- Random Scenario
Mind Altering Hot Springs (usually NSFW, but we can do a SFW variant!)
Butler or Maid meme
Hypnotism meme
Inappropriate sexual tension
Reincarnated lovers
Fuck or Die
Adorasmut
TFLN
Unusual Show of Affection
First Time Makeout
Mutual Loss of Virginity
Starting a New Life With You
Lover's Hideaway
Soulmates AU
Nursed Back to Health
Picture Prompt (SFW or NSFW)
Three Types of Love
Rainy Day
Music Prompt
code edited from deltra of gangnam style
I've done nothing. calling Shirou for mostly SFW hot springs and ??? route, ring ring
All in all, it should've been a blissful, carefree time...
It hadn't gotten complicated until this very moment, standing at the edge of the hot spring, clutching her towel against her like a lifeline as she stared at the only person here getting into the water...]
Sen... Senpai? [Her voice is little more than a squeak. Of course no one would warn her... Why hadn't they gone to a ryokan with separate bathing hours for men and women?!] I didn't know you were...
[Her voice trails off, tugging at the edge of the towel. Why isn't it longer. Why can't she disappear into the floor.]
"mostly" sfw..... also i'm rude af, ubw route shirou for. some reason.
[The name is caught in his throat and he finds himself sinking even deeper in the water, unable to say the rest of his name. At least, not at first. He didn't think that it was actually mixed bathing, unless.
Unless one of them made a mistake?
Maybe he'd made a mistake--]
N-No, it's fine, I can get out!
[Probably best to do it now before he loses any more of his dignity.
Or something. Yeah.]
wow.... and """mostly""", gestures at towels and fate/ in general
[Also, possibly, because his chest is uncovered and she might kind of die if he starts getting out and she sees anymore of it. And if she sees anything else, she really will.
Underneath the embarrassment, it makes something in her gut twist. She shouldn't be looking at him that way - she doesn't have the right to look at him that way, but she's greedy. Awful and greedy, as she's been for so long.
It's that, at least, that makes her finally look down and away. The strands of hair that aren't stuck to her shoulders from steam slip forward, helping to hide the redness of her face.]
I can... come back later, after you're done.
[This is what she should do. This is the right thing to do.]
...Or, since it's late, if Senpai wouldn't mind me being here...
[Any normal girl would have fled in embarrassment. A girl an anime or manga would have thrown something and called him a pervert.
But her... Her mouth is traitorous enough to reveal what she really wants.]
Then... I can just sit facing the edge. I promise I won't do anything to bother you.
[Even now, when Sakura knows she should stay away... she's unfailingly drawn to him, it seems.]
i am the trashiest person alive and i revel in it
["Made a mistake", he doesn't finish that sentence but the implications are definitely there and are also very much obvious. He sinks a little lower, making bubbles with his lips in embarrassment as he's just. Not really sure what to say or do.
He's never seen Sakura in this light, especially since she's always been more like a little sister and his kouhai to him, but right now and here he feels so much differently. And he doesn't know if it's the hot water in these springs or if it's something else entirely different, but. His face is ridiculously red, now.
But he shakes his head, shifting so he can speak, even if he's a little nervous. No, actually, he's a lot nervous.]
I mean- [...] I don't mind if it's you, Sakura.
[And those words slip out without meaning to and he immediately wants to sink back into the water because of it.]
excellent very good, please make room for me in the bin
Sakura has to look away again, smile tugging at her lips, giggle stifled in her throat. She shouldn't think of him that way when he's older, but... That's a cute look for him. Maybe it's fortunate she ended up in this situation after all, if she got to see tha-
"I don't mind if it's you, Sakura."
Her knuckles clench tightly around the towel as she stares at him. She isn't dreaming, is she? To hear him say that, to say something that feels like it's reaching directly to her heart and filling it with warmth - how can he say something like that so easily?]
Senpai... I...
[Doesn't he realize that if he says something like that, she won't be able to contain her heart?
he's never seen. but she could never quite hold that against him.]In that case... I'll be joining you, then. Please excuse me...
[It feels like she's in a dream as she slowly walks over to the edge of the water. Distantly, she's aware that her heart is racing, but it feels like it must be happening to someone else.
This is not her everyday life, she thinks, as she dips her feet into the hot water with a sigh. This is not her normal, where she looks at her Senpai longingly from afar, always knowing she can never be close the way she wants to; that it will never be her right or privilege.
And yet, here is Emiya Shirou inviting her closer. And here is Matou Sakura, accepting it with a guilty and fragile hope.
Keeping her front turned towards the edge as promised, she slides the towel from her shoulders. It really is... like a dream... A shiver goes through her that has less to do with cold and more with nerves, folding the towel so she can place it on the rock. Wondering if
hoping thatShirou is looking....What a bad girl she is.]
Is... [She swallows. Her throat is tighter than she expected.] Is this alright, Senpai?
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While he wants to look at her, he feels that if he does, he'll have lost something precious.
He doesn't answer her at first, but soon enough he nods, quiet. But he realizes that maybe she isn't looking at him, just like he's not looking at her, so he gives a verbal response. ]
Y... yeah, it's fine, Sakura. Don't worry about me too much.
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[She doesn't mean to say it, or at least not that honestly. Her fingers dig into the stone a bit, and surely it must be the lovely warmth of the water that's loosened her tongue that much...
Sakura sighs a little, then folds her arms over the edge to rest on. There's a bad part of her, still, that wonders what he would do if she turned around... But she focuses her mind away from that, zeroing in instead on the way the heat feels like it's seeping into her bones. She isn't sure if her body has ever felt this relaxed before.]
...It feels really wonderful, though. Thank you for letting me join you.
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Zombie Apocalypse - Sakura Matou
Normally the social type, Shoji only had a few of the survivors he would consider a friend. The definition of that word has changed now; and from what he knows, just about anybody who won't want to harm you is a friend. Becoming a supply gatherer for the survivors, Shoji was assigned to search a city called Fuyuki, Sakura's hometown. Whether she tagged along because she wanted to, or she was assigned to help guide Shoji and the other gatherers, Sakura would see her ruined hometown again soon. Riding on the back of a pick-up truck, Shoji sat calmly beside his rounded riot shield, and billy club as a weapon of choice against their enemies. After long minutes of silence, he glances up at Sakura while they're in transit ]
If it helps any, they're a lot less active in the mornings. It's at night that things get crazy.
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[This is an emergency situation, so it's fine to reveal that she is, in fact, a magus-- sooner or later, anyway. Of course, she hadn't shown it prior to this due to the whole deal with magus families. But now was the right time to use it, even if she didn't necessarily like it.]
Will you be alright, though?
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Oh yeah. What's this like, 12? 13? Man I lost count of how many times already, but I've been outside of the compound a lot by now. This stuff is... pretty normal to me now.
[ He chuckles, shaking his head lightly just moments before the truck stops at the empty street of Fuyuki which would act as their rendevous point. Shoji nods to Sakura, picking up his weapons and letting her depart from the vehicle first. Splitting up in twos, Shoji was assigned by their leader to accompany Sakura and hit up some drug stores for some medication. Having not been here before, Shoji gestures to Sakura with his usual confident expression ]
After you.
[ He'll follow closely behind her; adjusting the strap of the riot shield on his forearm ]
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[Her words are rather quiet and honestly, it's rather strange to see Fuyuki so quiet and empty. It's her hometown and there's something about it that sends chills down her spine. But she isn't afraid; not in the slightest bit.
Being the first one off and leading the way, as the one more familiar, she keeps her footsteps light and her voice low before she sees one of them, but puts an index finger to her lips for a moment to indicate silence before she lifts up an arm in a defensive stance, showing off the Mystic Code on her left arm as she quietly chants a spell, a quiet but powerful aura appearing around her as her shadow reaches out to pretty much knock out some the wind out of some of the zombie's sails.]
... Let's continue.
[She doesn't know if he's surprised by that or not, but Sakura doesn't seem to care in the slightest right now. Although he might notice that even though she wasn't running, Sakura seems to be slightly out of breath already.]
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Got it, boss.
[ Shoji comments and follows her lead, soon walking beside Sakura and noticing her stress a moment after. ]
Hey, you okay?
[ He stops, laying a hand on Sakura's shoulder with a quizzical look on his face ]
That magic of yours don't take too much out of you now, I hope.
Mikan and footplay pls
Awright. You're gonna relax for once. You keep up like this and you're not gonna be any good to anybody.
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[Her words are frantic even though she's on the bed without any issue. She claps her hands together, almost pleadingly.]
If I relax, then the other patients might get hurt and I'll be useless regardless!
[Which is bad.]
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[He’s not having it, and shuts down that argument with a single word. Kneeling down in front of her, he starts to remove her shoes.]
You’re at least gonna get a foot rub for all that runnin’ around you do. No arguments.
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Are you not letting me do my work because you don't like me...? [That's not it at all, but this is apparently the thought that's been drilled into Tsumiki's head the moment she was shut down.] A-Are you planning on making me stop working altogether...!? Is that your plan, with this foot rub?
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[And off come the socks too.]
Why would I give you a foot massage if I didn't like you?
those good wholesome dokis
but today, nothing will stop him from finally, finally, asking sakura to date him.
sure, they've both confessed, and have certainly grown closer in the years since they first met. but it seems as though something has always prevented them from taking another step, forced to stay in one place until things hopefully calm down.
not today, however. the final bell for school has rung, and syaoran has been on a quest to find sakura since then, hoping to catch her before she leaves for home. after scrambling around the school to find her, syaoran catches sight of her just walking past the school gate. he rushes out, but not too quickly so he'll be out of breath when he meets her.) Ah, Sakura!
(calling out to her in hopes of getting her to wait so he won't have to constantly jog to keep up, and eventually makes it to her side. where he wants to be.)
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The cherry blossom trees were always a delight to watch, not to mention that they always reminded her clearly of the day that he came back to Japan and said those words that she would never forget, all of it dear and close to her heart.]
Syaoran-kun! [Honestly, there's no hiding just how ecstatic she is to see him by her side.] Did you want to walk home together?
[There was no cheerleading club after classes today, although the chorus club still had to practice for their next recital. It made Sakura a little sad that she wouldn't get the chance to walk with her best friend, but having Syaoran by her side more than made up for it.]
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all syaoran wanted out of this was a chance to ask her out on a proper date, like she deserved. but now presented with the opportunity to spend even more time with her? he makes a quiet noise of surprise before his blush deepens in color, nodding slowly as a smile creeps onto his face.) Yeah. I'd like that.
(syaoran always finds himself becoming a little softer around sakura. he was more likely to smile, less likely to be a bit stern and serious, more than willing to take a detour if she wanted to.
he reminds himself he had a goal in all this, and while walking sakura home under the cherry blossoms is undeniably romantic and wonderful, he has to make sure not to get caught up in things. clearing his throat, he turns to sakura, a light pink dusting still on his cheeks.) Sakura, are you... do you have any plans this weekend?
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It's a nice change of pace to walk alone home with him, even if their homes were in completely different directions. But she didn't mind in the slightest, because all she wished was to stay by his side for as long as possible. Not to mention that the smile he flashes her is everything to her. She's extremely appreciative of it.
Taking things slow with her bookbag in her hands, she only stops when he suddenly turns to face her, asking a really important question. One rather pivotal question that only causes her emerald green eyes to widen ever so slightly.]
I don't... [She's a little hopeful, but at the same time curious as to why he's asking.] Why?
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he's nervous and tense, but only because he's doing his best to muster up the courage to say the words he's wanted to ask ever since he first got back to japan. their feelings for each other were mutual, that much he was sure of. but syaoran never wanted to assume that meant they became a couple.
he takes in a deep breath, steeling himself as best he can, standing up straight and rigid.) Will you-- go on a date with me this weekend? As a couple.
(there. he said it. now, with eyes wide and shining as he waits for an answer, the blush on his cheeks makes it to his earse.)
1 / 2; this absolutely warrants it
But then she's a little worried when he makes himself rigid and then.
He says that and she finds herself just. Staring for a few moments.]
Ho~e?
[It's her usual vocal tick that makes her stand out and it's just addled with confusion, as if her ears didn't hear things right.]
2 / 2
Ho~eeeee—!?
[In fact this one is a lot louder than her first, sounding a little too shocked. If there were others around, they would have definitely heard it. And in realization, Sakura, embarrassed, covers her mouth and tries to calm herself down.
She's trying so hard and she can't help but duck her head in shame, just quietly bobbing her head up and down before she finally raises her head to smile at him, her cheeks still flushed.]
Y-Yes, of course! Um... when and where do you want to meet? [Sakura seems to bounce in her step now that her embarrassment has passed, just slightly.] I don't mind going anywhere you want to, Syaoran-kun, as long as I'm with you!
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it's truly endearing, in a way, seeing how gleeful and excited she is through her embarrassment. even more knowing that she's only acting like this because of him. syaoran is relieved there's at least no one around. she didn't bring kerberos today, and he can sense that daidouji isn't hiding anywhere recording this.
they're alone. they're together. no one to watch them get embarrassed at each other.
but then she's honest, strikingly so, telling syaoran she just wants to be with him, and he ducks his own head, quiet noises of embarrassment as he nods his head.) I want to be with you, too. As much as I can.
(now that both of them are fully embarrassed and red in the face, syaoran glances up at her, still a bit shy, but wanting this date more than anything.) Does the amusement park sound okay?
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also just going to put a blanket clear card spoilers warning from here on out!
okay now for the actual tag
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