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【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.




or any from my { muselist: }
★ A-H ★ Homestuck ★ I-T ★ YGO

♥ 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, or wait to see where things go. Memes For Inspiration! [ RNG ] i. The Mood Mismatch Meme ii. The Interspecies Love Meme iii. Someone's Asleep In My Bed! Meme iv. The Island of Misfit Prompts v. A Meme Full Of Tropes vi. The Firsts Meme vii. Jealousy Meme viii. Last Words Meme ix. "I'm Sorry" Meme x. The Suddenly Naked Meme xi. Suddenly! Hugs Meme xii. The Then & Now Meme xiii. Winter Meme xiv. University Life Meme xv. Midfuck Meme xvi. Cupcake Meme xvii. Awkward Situations Meme xviii. The "Wedding Dress" Meme xix. The Corruption of Innocence Meme original meme code.

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[niceguysalvwaysfinishlast]

[And Cronus isn't at all sure how he got this lucky in anything. He met a guy who knew so much about troll culture that he was denied growing up, and this guy was not only willing to teach him everything but also didn't criticize him for it. It's just been something he's struggled with for so many years (he doesn't even think in sweeps, like he should), and then this guy is also into him? It's been an intensely fortuitous series of events, and it's led to him on his back and Dirk's tongue against his gills.]

[It almost feels too feelings-y to talk about how much he appreciates having his body appreciated for once since it's been under fire of judgment all of his life, but it's...true? He thinks? The way Dirk talks about and acts around and touches his body feels a lot more than just acceptance and appreciation, it feels fetishized, but does Cronus care? Not that much. It physically feels too good to care if Dirk's worshipping of his flesh is crossing that line into full-on kink.]

[He forgets how to talk, for a moment, and somewhere in the back of his mind he hopes that what comes out is somehow, magically Alternian, but instead it's just a stuttered answer,]

Y-yeah...

[followed by just breathing.]

[hesthedj]

[Dirk sighs warmly against Cronus' neck, before running his tongue adoringly across the filaments again. This is the best sexual experience of his whole fucking life and it's real.]

I have a bucket.

[He puts exactly as much heat into the question as it deserves, sucking indulgently on the skin around the gill he's been working on. The purple that wells up is darker and a different shade than any hickey Dirk's ever given before, and it's gorgeous against the grey skin. So he tells him.]

You're gorgeous. So fucking gorgeous.

[There's really no way to fake the thick, warm enthusiasm that oozes from his voice. He leans up just enough to kiss Cronus on the mouth, hot and wet and open-mouthed.]

Do you want to have sex?

[He waits for an answer before doing anything else, because consent is important, motherfuckers.]