FANSERVICE MEME

[stabbyfingers]

THE FANSERVICE MEME

STEP ONE: Comment with your characters!

STEP TWO: comment to people's characters either anonymously or as yourself with who you want to see them thread with! Include a prompt! Gen, shippy, crack, whatever! "Give [character] a hug!" "Punch [character] in the face!" "You're now stuck in an elevator with [character]!" "NOW KISS" If you don't include a prompt, they either have to flirt or are stuck in a box together

STEP THREE: that person goes and tags that other person and reacts icly !! stalk that thread

STEP FOUR: remember to keep checking back for new people to prompt! don't let timezones ruin ur day

( U CAN OPT OUT OF STUFF THAT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE !! IT'S FOR FUN !!! )

Comments

[fauxmarth]

it's like the dare meme except without eating glass (probably)

[(Anonymous)]

insult duel with kylo ren

[fauxmarth]

I'm not very good at dealing in foul words, but...I will do my best!

[shadowglitter]

[ APPEARING FROM THE BUSHES AND BRANDISHING AN INVISIBLE SWORD, IT'S ODIN DARK,,

frantically, owain jousts with an invisible soldier, which is actually kind of a thing he did in nohr all the time? so it's kind of convincing. look out, he mimes!, stabbing the air in front of lucina. he dramatically wipes the sweat that also isn't real off of his stupid forehead after slaying the fakey fake make believe bad guy who nearly killed lucina when she wasn't paying attention, and then the battle rages on. he's supposed to mime his day, which typically implies neither the use of physical contact or any particular lies about what his day involved, but that... that doesn't... matter. it's fine. he takes a hit from an invisible arrow and stumbles backwards, falling dramatically into lucina, kind of hoping she'll catch him but already preparing a silent monologue in case she drops him and he has to fake his death on the ground.

hello cousin. ]

[fauxmarth]

Oh-!

[hi! um!

...oh...

Lucina stares with a confused, mildly concerned smile as the performance begins, slowly folding her arms as it goes on.

she does indeed catch him in his death fall, at this point stifling a puff of exasperation because how long is this going to go on without context really.

a beat.

...is that it? are you dead?]

That was [.......uhhhh] very nice...

...Are...you in a new play, Owain?

[faithfulson]

Hello.

[ Here's a fellow cinnamon roll on a mission, as he is currently holding a flower out to her. ]

This is for you.

[fauxmarth]

O-oh! How lovely! [flowers are nice. surprise flowers are nice, too!] My thanks, stranger.

[faithfulson]

No problem.

[ He let out a sheepish noise, rubbing at the back of his neck. ]

At least the requests so far have been pretty tame?

[fauxmarth]

Relatively. [she shrugs.] Some seem to be rather...out there, from what I can tell. But I won't be too vocal of criticizing; if flowers is all I get? I think I'll have done alright.

[flightforfreedom]

Hey, Lucina, c'mere a minute.

[fauxmarth]

Oh! Hello, Poe. Sure, what can I do for you?

[flightforfreedom]

[ Anon didn't tell him anything about how these had to be delivered, so he just leans - up? down? how the fuck tall is Lucina anyway - and gives her a smack of a kiss on the temple of her forehead. ]

There you go. Special delivery.

[fauxmarth]

-?!

[Poe ur a shortie but Lu is a shortier. and also rather flabbergasted?!?!?

and kind of reflexively shoves him sorryyyyy she's horrified by her reaction if it makes you feel any better.

tomato-red:] Wha-! Buh-! P-p-Poe, what on earth has gotten into you?!

[flightforfreedom]

[ Great, fantastic, good job, Poe. He doesn't colour, but he does look sheepish. ]

Sorry, Lu, delivering kisses to everyone. Should have asked first.

[fauxmarth]

Yes! Yes, a, a warning would've been most appreciated! Gods. [huff.

HUFF!!!!!]

Right, ridiculous dares, that's it...

[flightforfreedom]

[ He puts up his hands in both apology and surrender. ]

Lesson learned, promise.