MASTER MEME POST
May. 23rd, 2012 05:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
steadfastheartofgoldYEAH THE PURPOSE OF THIS IS TO KEEP ALL MY MEMES ORGANIZED SO I KNOW WHERE THEY ARE. Replies to this post will be the memes themselves (unless I decide to do them publicly; in which case, they will be listed on my info post until they die and they get linked here for memory sake).
Old memes:
haven't finished any just yet!
Memes I'd like to try:
The Domestic Meme
The Mortifying Moments Meme
The Love Me Meme
The Nightmares Meme
The Three Types of Love Meme
The Broken Meme
The Sensory Deprivation Meme
Look below for memes I've already done! (The old memes link is only so I can find them if I've done a lot of memes) V
HURT // COMFORT MEME
Date: 2012-05-24 02:59 am (UTC)Hurt/Comfort - Hurt/comfort is a fan fiction genre that involves the physical pain or emotional distress of one character, who is cared for by another character. The injury, sickness or other kind of hurt allows an exploration of the characters and their relationship.
Rolled: twelve
RPing with: scarletdarkchaos
Canon? no
TIRED. You've had a hard life recently and you're just worn too thin to really care anymore. There's no fight left in you anymore. Can someone help change your mind?
how do you write depressed Sonic ever
Date: 2012-05-24 03:04 am (UTC)[ It's quiet and it's storming outside.
Sonic's ordinarily deathly afraid of water, afraid of storms, afraid of floods. But here he is, standing outside, leaning next to a tree, letting the rain drape around him and his surroundings and fog his breath. He can smell all the individual droplets, crashing down into the earth below, soaking the forest floor and muddying it to the extreme. He doesn't quite know why he's here. Perhaps it's because he likes the sound; it drowns out the white noise that's been raging in his head. Or perhaps it's because he likes to torture himself.
He's trying to get his heart to pound, but it's too exhausted to work. It's been pounding, pounding, and it simply doesn't have the energy. Just as he doesn't.
He breathes a sigh, rubbing his gloves together, waiting for the storm to pass. This was a stupid decision. Tails will worry about him. But does it matter, when he's teetering on the edge of giving up?
He doesn't expect company. No one's going to stop for a quitter, anyway. ]
just tear your heart out and whisper "I'm sorry sweetie"
Date: 2012-05-24 03:22 am (UTC)[ Shadow has been breaking through the storm himself, trying to find a way back to the GUN headquarters. The rain is necessary, for everything to grow, to give life to the world. If only it were not so pounding... The skin under his fur was beginning to feel numb. The slick grass beneath his shoes proved to be a non-issue, but for someone like Sonic, unless he was at top speed, and even then--
A glimpse of cobalt blue crossed his vision. ]
Sonic?
[ The black hedgehog flicked an ear, and skidded to a halt. What is he doing out here in the rain? He hates water to begin with, and it is getting late. And he is standing still...this presents more questions than answers.
He made his way over to the blue hedgehog, now fully taking in his exhausted, downtrodden disposition. Shadow's own voice was fairly quiet. ]
What are you doing out here?impossiburu
Date: 2012-05-24 03:37 am (UTC)[ Sonic nearly starts as Shadow appears before him, and he stares at him, looking cornered. There's no way to adequately explain why he's out in the rain. Both hedgehogs know that he hates it, and though the black one has teased him about it before, he'd never harm him with it. At least, Sonic likes to think so. It's a small comfort midst tumultuous storm.
He flicks his ears back against his skull, gaze unfocused as he tries to form a coherent answer. Stresses are crashing down on his shoulders again, making him even more exhausted than he'd already been. ]
Watching the rain. You?
[ He praises himself for sounding so normal. It's a small victory within several failures, he supposes. Lady Fate can grant him that much. ]
sonikku-chan desu your kokoro is weary
Date: 2012-05-24 03:52 am (UTC)[ He watches his body language carefully, his unfocused gaze, his lowered ears. It's more than just watching the rain. There is more to this. ]
You can watch the rain from inside. The storm is getting worse. [ He might as well answer his question, and he does so while crossing his arms instinctively. ] I am on my way back to GUN headquarters. No doubt they will attempt to give me an assignment in this horrendous weather. Hmph.
[ He pauses, then uncrosses his arms, standing a little closer. I have never seen him look this weary. Usually, he is cheerful and upbeat, letting nothing get him down. And yet, he sounds so even. Perhaps he is just watching the rain.
And somehow, I doubt it. ]
You... [ He hesitates, not knowing quite how to address the situation. ] ...You look weary.
my kokoro is hardly doki doki
Date: 2012-05-24 07:36 pm (UTC)[ At first, Sonic doesn't reply. He continues to watch the rain outside of the shelter of the tree dribble down, not making any move to get anywhere near shelter, despite Shadow's hidden suggestion. He isn't really watching it, his gaze blurred, not by tears but from lack of any real focus. ]
If you're so mad at GUN, why don't you holler at them?
[ He chooses to ignore the verbal acknowledgment to his own condition. ]
shadou-kun will find the dokis for you
Date: 2012-05-24 08:12 pm (UTC)You may ignore me if you want, but I shall stay here. [ He subtly flicked his fingers under his glove and shut his communicator off. Yes, I will get scolded for doing so. There are more important things at hand.
Such as finding this one's spark. ]