the roommates meme

[loregasm]

who left the dishes in the sink?


This is a thinly-veiled device for gratuitous crossovers, I'm not even going to play.

What's an even more contrived and even more convenient way to get two characters into the same space than a coffeeshop AU? Making them live together. Want a more intellectual blurb on this meme? Living together lays bare your habits and idiosyncrasies, blah blah, sometimes you accidentally see each other naked.

Have fun ok

HOW TO PLAY:
- Comment with character. State your preferences/shipping permissions and any information you want other players to know.
- Comment to others. Play whatever first comes to mind, or RNG .
- This meme was written with crosscanon interactions in mind, specifically the kind that jamjar game settings generate. All the prompts work whether the characters come from different worlds or the same one, but if you have strong feelings about the kinds of source canons you will thread with, it'd be wise to mention that as a preference. Otherwise, gratuitous crossovers have the mememaker's blessing.
- Have fun and play nice!

PROMPTS:

1. First impressions. Well, it's been arranged. Whether you went for it because it was a good price, or you've been assigned to live together by an Authority, or the stars aligned somehow and now you're living in your dead rich uncle's mansion with the cousin you never met, it looks like you're going to be sharing your living space with someone for the foreseeable future. Time to shake some hands and make some friends.

2. Second impressions. You'd already met this person and gotten to know them, well before deciding to room together. Being friends with someone and living with them are different beasts, though. What are you learning about their habits at home? Does it change the way you see them?

3. Building friction. There's all kinds of little details that add up to a comfortable living space - cleanliness, noise level, expectations of privacy... If one of you isn't living up to the other's standards, is it going to start a fight or can you work it out like adults?

4. Furry friends. Where did you find that kitten? No, we're not keeping it!...okay, I guess we're keeping it. Make sure to schedule a vet appointment. And get it some toys. Wait, are pets even allowed here?

5. Social circle. Bringing friends over can always be hit or miss. Sometimes they get along great with your roommate. Sometimes they break a lamp and try to hide the evidence and if you ever invite them over again you're pretty sure you'll be flayed alive.

6. Sick day. Don't be a jerk, make them some soup or something. They'd do the same if it was you, right?

7. Snow day. The weather outside is frightful, and it's a good thing you remembered to buy bread and milk, because you might be indoors for a while. Cross your fingers that the power doesnt go out.

8. TMI. YOU DIDN'T NEED TO SEE WHATEVER IT WAS YOU JUST SAW. YOU DID NOT NEED TO KNOW THAT ABOUT THE PERSON YOU CANNOT AVOID CONTACT WITH. OH, WOE IS YOU

9. Property damage. The instructions very clearly said to secure the strap around your wrist before using the Wiimote. This is all on you, pal. Hopefully you didn't break something that was important to your roommate...or setting that'll get you in trouble with your landlord.

10. Movie night. Hey, wanna watch Sharknado with me? (Googling "random movie generator" gives you some helpful sites, if you don't have a movie in mind.)

11. Dinner is served. What do the food arrangements look like here? If meals are a group activity, does one person cook more often than the other? Who leaves what in the fridge? Do either of you have any food-based traditions that get shared? Or maybe you just want to break out the booze and have a fun night in.

12. Vent your spleen. Life is hard and sometimes you just have to complain to someone about it. "Someone" is the person you live with, naturally. They know you, but they're not involved in the drama - a perfect combination!

Comments

oda sakunosuke | bungou stray dogs

[odasaku]

[flank]

[jack opens his mouth to reply there's a lot of things he says that aren't true, but then takes a drink of beer instead. that's probably just a little too cruel; reyes' shit attitude is rubbing off on him. but he takes a look back at the tv, watching the yawn-fest unfold, because there's little else to do.

when were they gonna have someone to fight again?]

Get your feet off the table. [76 rumbles at the exact same time reaper says something to junkrat. he's only slightly embarrassed when they both chide him like a child.]

leonardo watch | kekkai sensen

[omnivident]

[scrapture]

[junkrat now pauses mid-slurp. what is this, his surrogate dad and dad? eh, not like he actually minds all that much 'cause it's kinda like some ragtag junker posse he'd hang out with; surprisingly he was used to being the youngest of any designated group. just feels familiar. except when the both of them say that shit at the same time? he just sort of eyeballs them back and forth, darting between the two with a mildly bewildered look on his face. and then. the giggle. because wow despite these two hating each other they're kinda in sync, eh?!

anyway then he wiggles the toes of his foot in defiance, raising a finger and opening his big toothy mouth like he's about to say something snappy when reaper's... smoke... wafts into his face. rat coughs!]

Oi, watch where you're blowin' that! [waves a hand to dissipate the smoke cloud ewww sick ghost fumes!!]

ANYway, I live here, I getta put 'em wherever I damn well feel like it! [looks like the baby's in a feisty mood tonight]

[fantasmaniac]

[ such a conscience, jack. reyes would be touched. except not. he'd probably scoff at him no matter what he says. he ignores junkrat's obvious moment of bewilderment, whether he notices it at first or not, but turns his head just a touch when he fucking giggles. god, way to make it weird!!

he'd been trying pretty hard to ignore the way jack's fiberglass gargling register grates on his ears, especially when they overlap with his own.

the smoke continues to billow, like it represents his slowly building rage towards the both of them. yeah you breathe that in and suffer... ]

Huh, seems you're not too attached to your limbs then, are you?

[ His fingers twitch, like he's got an itchy trigger finger, smoking continuing to billow but now in a more particular pattern. jack might be able to notice what might happen next if he's paying attention even just a little. ]

[brutalize]

Frank has been trying to avoid examining too closely why he agreed to this in the first place. It's just that it turned out to be a lot harder than he'd expected to cut himself off from humanity. He'd been fine for a few months, almost a year, but before... what happened, happened, he'd always been surrounded by people. The Marines, his family, all day every day.

Now, he'd even managed to chase Karen Page off.

But NYC's hero community tends to be tenacious, and Certain People have a habit of trying to curtail his more bombastic efforts, so he figures he might as well situate himself right in the middle of what he can only imagine is the latest intervention attempt and work on nipping that bullshit directly in the bud. One way or another. Hopefully Danny Rand is a more reasonable sort, once he peels himself out of the ridiculous costume.

(Frank isn't holding his breath.)

"Hey," he calls, sharply, when he shoulders his way into the apartment with both arms full of groceries to the sounds of canine teeth grinding gleefully through plastic, and his big lumbering pitbull stops swallowing loosened buttons off the remote long enough to bound over to him with a happy bark. "The fuck you been up to, huh boy?" he asks the dog, probably in attempt to sound scolding, but really he's disgustingly soft on anything not criminal-shaped so the furball isn't even slightly chastised.

He sighs and glances around for Danny, or for whatever mess he's sure to find. "You in here, motherfucker?" He means hello, roomie.

[flank]

[holy fuck, rat, don't draw attention to their lingering gayness. it's really weird and jack is turning a little red in the tips of his ears. not that anyone can see that, since the mounting his mask usually is attached is currently still wrapped around his head.

anyway. the fact that reyes is starting to smoke-out isn't really anything new or exciting. if someone so much as says an off-comment to him, he'll growl and smoke and threaten. but yeah, he totally notices that finger wrapping around a trigger that isn't there, the smoke starting to make a shape.

shit.

jack does the only thing he can think of to distract reyes before he pulls a shotgun out of his ass and shoots their roommate with it. yes, he throws his beer bottle right onto reaper, making him twice as wet.]

[scrapture]

[meanwhile, trashmouse is busy snorting to himself at the comment, to which he responds with an enthusiastic:]

What gave it away!

[yeah, he's laughing at his own joke and the fact that reaper noticed that, hardly even realizing there's a smoke-gun forming in his grip. suddenly-- crash!! junkrat flinches away because he gets sprayed with collateral beer from 76's toss. then he hollers:]

YA DIDN'T TELL ME IT WAS A HAZIN' PARTY.

[now junkrat proceeds to slam back one more swig of his own beer before he adds to the bubbling mess on reaper, just standing up on the couch and pouring it on him from above with a manic grin like this is all some stupid game. has no idea. reaper: THRICE as wet.]

Natsumi Hikari - Kamen Rider Decade - OTA

[summerorange]

archer; fate;

[nockpoint]

Kiriko Shijima - Kamen Rider Drive - OTA

[drivesshotgun]

u kno the prompt

[ateaist]

[She has sacrificed much for you, Archer. For example, she's taken to lounging around in a robe rather than totally nude. You know, when she was with Okita she could lounge around nude and it was fine! But Archer's gotta be so stuffy...

And--

Err.

Well, no, that's the only thing she's done. She doesn't cook. She doesn't clean. She just lounges around watching tv, eating, sleeping...what a worthless roommate.

But today is different1 Today, she realises she's fallen asleep on the mail she brought in, and decides it would be a good idea to tell him about it. Rather groggily, she calls out to him from the couch in the living room.]

Oiiiiii, Mumei-[Nameless. Ain't she clever.] Muuuuumeiiii...

[ramblingly]

Yeah, we can't have your old friend in the kennel-- and I'm more than glad to let him stay a while if that's the alternative.

[He was such a sweet, slobbery lug of an old pup, after all. She couldn't just say no!]

And don't worry so much about thanks, he's dog. It's fine!

[dannyrand]

First off-- Hi, he's totally reasonable and, unfortunately for him, the most patient of said 'super hero' community.

Second-- Wow, rude.

Danny manages to ignore the sound of the door banging against the wall with a forceful open, though he does crack an eye open at the crude, reverberating voice that follows. He exhales and steels himself before rising up from the mat in the adjacent workout room. So much for meditating.

"It's Danny." He corrects from the doorway, for maybe the dozenth time, though he's getting used to the idea that most of the name calling isn't (completely) out of malice.

His eyes drop to Frank's dog for a moment, then back up to Frank with an arched brow before he crosses over to help him at least unload (what he assumes is groceries.)

"I hope you got him something else to eat, I think he's tired of the couch--" Or what's left of the arm of it. But hey, it's leather-- and dogs are dogs.

Right - Ressha Sentai ToQger - OTA

[lunchleader]

((Warning - he tends to each everything))

oh god, we need 10 boxes of band-aids stat

[ex_usignolo141]

[ Rainy weather made for a slow day at Benriya, and though both Nicolas and Worick were home; Alex had taken her usual position at the desk — ready to answer the phone should it ring.

By midday there hadn't been a single call, and she had actually moved from the desk to one of the couches; an open book between her hands. The muffled noise of someone moving about downstairs caught her attention, glancing up and towards the stairs with a silent brow arch.

It didn't take her long to find the source of the sound, the sight of Nicolas half in the fridge enough to draw the conclusion that he was more than likely looking for something to eat. In an effort to keep from startling him, Alex waited until she could catch his attention with a wave — her right hand forming a "c" shape before she pulled it down the middle of her chest. ]

Are you hungry?

I got this AU business

[ninjou]

[It's the first day of college orientation and the week before classes start. Dazai Osamu is not that excited, even though he's looking forward to getting out of a not-as-great situation and into a place where he can be weird educate himself and whatnot.

He has a whole week to goof off and skip out on orientation, so he doesn't have to deal with all of that nonsense and happy togetherness. Instead, he's sitting fully clothed on his bed reading a book, headphones blaring music, feet propped up on a suitcase, wondering if his roommate is ever going to show up.]

[odasaku]

[ Is Oda excited about college? Debatable. There's a distinct flutter in his heart as his eyes scan through the area, mesmerized with everything around him-- he never imagined getting this far in life. For someone of his status, Odasaku would have been lucky enough to go to community college.

His expression, however, does not show any of his feelings, besides a tinge of curiosity. With a suitcase in his hand, he knocks on the door once ( yes this is his door, he checked twice ) before opening it.

Ah-- his roommate is already here. Odasaku enters quietly, closing the door behind him. The stranger looked busy in his own world, and even he could clearly recognize the lyrics of the song that blares from his headphones ( the song about double suicide? Really? ) and the book ( a guide to suicide? ) in his hand. It would be rude of him to disturb him, no? Probably?

So he'll just place his suitcase on the bed, and start unpacking. Sorry Dazai, but you make the first move. ]

[ninjou]

[Dazai is humming along when the door opens, and pretends not to notice for a few moments as he's disturbed by the person who can only be--yes! Jackpot! What an unassuming-looking roommate...

His toes tap in the air a few more times as he sings a few more "whoa whoa whoa"s, then looks up properly.]

Ah.

[Off goes the music, and he tucks the book aside under his pillow (after helpfully bookmarking the chapter entitled "Water and You").]

Hello! You're my roommate, then?

[fantasmaniac]

[ ooooh he is so ready to shoot junkrat's other leg off right now. then shoot the peg leg too while he's at it. the twin shotguns start to take shape, and he's waiting for the right moment to make his revenge that much more sweeter when-

SPLRSHH

he's stunned. beyond belief. he knew jack was sort of an asshole, but he's used to him being a straight-laced by-the-books sort of asshole. not toss whatever's in your hand and hope to distract him sort of asshole. he even momentarily forgets that he has the guns nearly formed. ]

GRRRNNNNGHH! [ he's now more interested in shooting jack rather than junkrat, the smoke flaring up now a lot more ominously (and obviously) than before until–

there's more beer on him now. it's cascading down from the fucking crouched height of the rat on the couch next to him like a shitty fizzy waterfall and he's so pissed now that he just strikes Junkrat in the pegleg knee with his fist. ]

[nockpoint]

[ when you only have two things in common with your roommate (guns are cool, swords are cooler), things get a little rough. things get WORSE when it turns out shes a nudist bum who never cleans and thinks she's smart for picking an idiotic nickname. ]

I told you, dinner won't be done until seven. You've still got half an hour to wait, so stop whining at me.

[ dont make him take this apron off and....!!! not finish cooking or something. ]

hi tori, 8-- no i'm kidding it's 4

[penduli]

[ ...So. Um. The furry friend in question is a tarantula (rose hair, if we want to get specific; her name is Dorothy), and uh. Look, she's very friendly, she's just chilling in Black's hands. ]

I already said I'd take her. [ ......... ] No one else would, and it's not like there are shelters for tarantulas.

[ he has to be like this. this is the way he has to be. ]

GOD PUT THIS BACK

[omnivident]

[ When Black said that he got a pet, he expected something like a dog or a cat...maybe a turtle, if the blonde was feeling adventurous? And yet.

And yet. ]

...Black. [ listen. he can see spiders from far away. He can even kill them ( it took him a long time to do that ) but.... this. This ] Black!!!

how about i COMBINE!!! 6 + 7

[barredheart]

Leeeooooooo, [that's such a whine, the power's flickering and White's trodding pitifully with her blanket over her shoulders and a candle in hand.] Leo, I'm cold. The candle isn't helping.

[It's just kind of heavy and tipping forward, letting wax drip on the floor. Honestly, who let these two be roommates.]

would you have preferred what rng gave me (8)??

[penduli]

Please? [ Do you want him to get down and beg

because he will. He'll do it. ...He's just gonna pet her for now. ] I'll be the one taking care of her—you won't even need to get anywhere near her if you don't want to.