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the roommates meme

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!

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[ this is a disaster and he wants to die. He wants to die bECAUSE THAT'S HIS JACKET THAT STUPID SPIDER IS GETTING INTO.

He makes another pathetic, choked up noise. Traumas Leo thought he had finally put to rest are coming back with a vengeance. ]

Blaaaaaaaaack--- [ It seems that Dorothy doesn't have fun inside his coat pocket either so she's climbing out and going farther down. Please Don't Come Closer To Him. ]

[ LOOK, HE'S NOT PSYCHIC, HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT'S WRONG UNLESS YOU TELL HIM LEO!!

well, he's psychic, but not that kind of psychic. It's a different kind of psychic. Are there even those types of psychics—

He'll chance a look over his shoul oh. ]

[ Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ]

Oh.

[ black you useless homosexual—

Look. He'll stop their nice moment to head over and gently pick her up before she causes any more troub god dammit don't you scurry away from him and get under the couch like you... just did...

Er. Uh. Hrm. He should definitely reassure his terrified roomie on how not-terrifying this situation is. ]

........I've got this under control, Leonardo. [ He Definitely Does Not. ] Don't worry. [ He 100% Does Not Got This. ]

[How about Buff McManhuge for a Room mate?

Or an itty bitty skeleton man?]

[Rainy days were the worst because no one usually gave them work unless it was that important. Things have been pretty quiet and the break is nice, but it's been raining all day with no sign of clearing up.

Nic had a tendency to shuffle around downstairs, not always willing to stay in the same room as everyone else. That, and the free time just meant extra time to work out or curl up in the arm chair.

He closes the fridge and straightens up. He nodes to her silently.

They didn't do breakfast today (although he ate light anyways) and it was the right time for lunch. He moves to grab his coat. There's no way he can cook, so he might as well go out. Right?]

Shocking.

[ aaaand, shes kind of failing. he doesn't even turn away from the kitchen counter to get a look at the commotion, and there isn't even a pause in the steady sound of chopping up whatever the hell it is he's chopping. ]

At least you remembered to get it. What's in it?

[ As he reaches for his coat, Alex is quick to put her hands up in an effort to stop him. She had just gone grocery shopping the other day — there was no way they could have been out of food already. Moving past the other, she took her turn to peek into the fridge, noting that they definitely had enough to make a meal. Straightening, she once more turned to Nicolas; this time, keeping her hands at her sides. ]

Do you want me to make something for you?

[ While Alex did know the sign for cooking, she didn't know enough to convey that entire sentence to him. ]

[A little lumpy gets her to snort, and then she reels back a little when the second part registers.]

Wait, you ate the ice cream?! You jerk! You deserve this! Go die!

["This" being her cuddling into him. Get sick and die, get sick and die!!]

[ part of it was not knowing where he stood — or wanted to stand — after everything that had happened. he remembered nothing of his time here while he was back home, and he's spent the better part of the past few months engrossed in teaching the avatar how to firebend and prepping for war. he fought his sister the day before he was pulled back here. he almost died saving katara, and would have if she hadn't healed him after taking azula down herself.

it hurts. the wound throbs, and had he been left where he was, katara would've tended to it more. she told him it would take a few more sessions before it didn't bother him, and she'd healed him in a panicked hurry the first time. the waterbender had apologized for her sloppiness. zuko dismissed it, thankful he survived the encounter with his sister's lightning. what was one more scar? at least this one was where nobody could see.

which is why he slept with a dark shirt pulled over his torso instead of shirtless like he preferred. it hid the bandages. ]

The floor is fine, [ he insists, laying on his back with his eyes closed on the makeshift pallet he's made for himself. ] I'm used to sleeping on floors.

[ The shirt was certainly bothering her, but Weiss's interpretation of what was happening was a little.. different. After what had happened with her in Genessia since he left, she wouldn't have blamed him if he thought she was unclean or if he couldn't look at her. She knew how jealous he got, even if none of those relationships she'd tried to have to force herself to move on from him had really been fruitful. The second one had even been purely physical because she didn't want to feel that way about anyone else again, though since it had been nearly a full year at that point it wasn't because of Zuko directly. Weiss had stopped hoping she would wake up and he would be here again long before she'd thought about it, had made space for him in her heart and tried to move forward. That didn't remove the reality that no matter who she felt for, if anyone, the same thing would happen. It was a pain Weiss had to deal with alone, since Zuko's memories of her all but disappeared while he was gone.

Now that she had Zuko back, she didn't know what to do with him. If he didn't remember losing her, he couldn't have moved on, so she could only assume his refusal to be near her even just to sleep and the sudden bouts of modesty in dress had to do with her, even if neither of those relationships had ended in any way that couldn't have already been considered punishment from a karmaic standpoint. Someone else would've had to tell him anyway- it wasn't that Weiss wouldn't eventually, but talking about any of that wasn't something she wanted to bring up until he was more settled in. She didn't want to bring it up at all for her own sake, but what she was falsely interpreting as passive-aggressive gestures made her suspect someone else already had. ]

That's great for you that you're comfortable on the carpet, but frankly? If you have some kind of PTSD sleep-bending, I don't want my carpet singed. I definitely don't want to trip over you in the middle of the night. I'm not a Faunus, I can't see you in the dark, and I don't sleep very much so it's bound to happen. [ Weiss pauses, then points to the couch. It's obvious she sounds a little irritated. ] Sheets are less of a problem to replace, so just sleep on the couch pull-out if you're still refusing the bed.

[ it's only been a few days. a handful of stressful days, given the sort of chaos that genessia's fallen under and the weeks of sleepless nights and hard fights he's had prior to it. he's tired. normally he'd argue with her and call her irrational, but he's exhausted. (and he has no idea what this 'PTSD' is supposed to be. don't use abbreviations around him, you know he doesn't get them.) ]

Fine. [ an easy surrender. he has to roll onto his side to get up, pushing up with both hands while resisting the urge to grasp at his throbbing chest with the other. the pained groan is one he tries to mask over with irritation, snatching up one of the blankets and padding over to the couch with exaggerated sourness. ] Have it your way.

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Thank you.

[ The groan almost worried her but with how pissy he was acting and how long it'd been since she had been around him, it wasn't like she could just magically get back into sync with him. Things like that didn't just happen. There was a dissonance between them. She was a different person than she was the last time they'd been around each other, and Zuko.. she didn't know what Zuko's problem was. ]

Is there a specific reason you're mad at me or should I just guess?

[ It wasn't as though she hadn't gotten accustomed to pissing off people she cared about lately. It happened more often than she wanted but she went through with it anyway. They were things she needed to do to protect Nova City and Genessia, rather than her friend's feelings. She could usually tell what it was she'd done besides guessing at things that he shouldn't have known yet. ]

[ The strange reason was that chicken nuggets didn't belong on a pizza. She rolls her eyes and gets out her arugula from the fridge and some pecans, strawberries, lemon, and olive oil. It takes her only about a minute to put it together and she seems to be thinking about Jaune's proposal while she does so. ]

If and only if you put pants on.

[THE MOST LOUD, OVER DRAMATIC SIGH.]

Why did I even bother if you won't read it...

[Well, whatever. She stops mumbling to herself and there's the sound of her ripping the side of the envelope open instead.]

Let me see here...dear such and such...you're so and so blah blah blah...I don't think it's importa-

I'm not mad at you, [ he says, drawing upon his calmest, most regal sounding voice. zuko doesn't recall speaking to her that way, but right now, it's the only way he can keep himself under control. because it's not her. it's really not.

it's everything else. he's been through a lot and right now, he's just— ]

I'm tired, okay? I'm just— [ he sits down gingerly, leaning back against the cushions. ] Tired.

--guh!!

[She drops the letter...

Slowly, Nobunaga pulls herself up and kneels on the sofa, looking in the direction of the kitchen.]

A-Archer...it's an emergency!! Get over here!

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[ She does noticed how careful he's being when he sits back down though. The way he speaks to her is very different than what she's used to, but it's hard not to notice how careful he's being with his own body. ]

If it were more than that is there some reason you wouldn't tell me? I wasn't expecting to get the cold shoulder until after we caught up.

[ his hands twitch at his sides, resisting the urge to palm his injury. ]

There's nothing else. [ liar. worse, he doesn't have a good reason for not telling her other than wanting to avoid being coddled. he didn't regret this injury, and he didn't want anyone telling them they were "sorry," when the worst thing about that failed agni kai was how far gone azula was. her mind was so twisted. so broken. ] I just want to sleep.

[ carefully, he lays down, stretching out across the sofa and turning his back to her. he doesn't pull the blanket over him, and with the way his shirt rides up, the edge of bandages can be seen peeking out from beneath the fabric. ]

[ Weiss watches him in silence for a couple of seconds, able to see the bandages peeking out now. Her voice just sounds exhausted when she says something. She knows he's probably just trying to make sure she doesn't worry, but she has so many trust issues at this point that it's hard to deal with Zuko of all people keeping her in the dark.

Weiss didn't say anything else before she slammed the door after leaving the room. She needed a few moments to calm herself down before she came back. She was only outside the door, holding it shut in case he decided to do something stupid like come after her despite his injury. When she finally came back in, her heels were audibly thunking against the floor from her stomping. She didn't bother to wait for him to turn around, or hold back even the slightest bit. If he wanted to sleep, he could do so after she said her piece. ]

Pyrrha died. Penny died. Ruby was comatose. Blake was stabbed and ran as soon as she was able. Yang lost her arm. Vale fell completely at the hands of people we trusted, who we thought were our friends but were really just liars. Here I became City Guardian. I got stronger. I pushed away half of the people from my world trying to protect this place and even if they forgave me, it's obvious they don't think I was right. I tried to move on from you as best as I could because you weren't going to come back and even if you did, chances were it wasn't going to be with your memories. I dated someone who eventually tortured my friends in front of me, tortured and killed me after I dumped him to have an open sexual relationship with Flynt when I realized I couldn't commit even if I felt alone. I didn't want to experience loving someone and losing them over and over again because I knew it'd end up the same way as it did with you, and I lost everything because of it.

[ Weiss reaches down and pulls his shirt up without hesitation or care for his personal space. ]

Whatever reason you're trying very poorly to hide the bandages under your shirt, I don't care. Don't lie to me.

[ he doesn't comment on that, mostly because he's too busy crying out in pain as the front of his shirt pulls taught over his injury, curling inward while reaching back to bat her hand away. ]

Don't—

[ Weiss cringes a little herself when she sees how badly he reacts to that, drawing her hand back as if she'd been burned. Even if it's nowhere near the worst thing she's seen, it still makes her panic a little. She did that, she hurt him. Weiss takes a deep but shaky breath, holding the hand that touched him with her other hand. ]

..Are you okay?

[They belong in his mouth along with pizza. Jaune just looks confused by Weiss' leaves. He's probably always confused by it, but he did room with Ren. The strawberries are the only part that looks nice to him.]

Deal. There are some movies on there I think you'll like! I've heard they're pretty good.

[ It looks great to her, but she probably wouldn't touch Ren's drinks either way. She knows that you don't have to be disgusted to eat healthy. ]

Do you even know what kind of movies I like?

[Poor Ren. Only not those drinks are horrible. He heads back to his room, but he shouts while he puts on pants.]

Uh...Action with a slice of romantic comedy and some fantasy and sci-fi elements and the mystery of an unsolved murder?

That's far too specific, Jaune!

[ She's not even sure she wants to tell him. What kind of movie is he even talking about. While Jaune is changing she's going to go ahead and make a smoothie in the blender. It's kind of a purplish color- blueberry, strawberry, kale, yogurt, and a small bit of honey. Just enough that the kale flavor isn't tasteable but all the vitamins are still there. She stares at it for a moment, then splits it into two cups. Jaune may have one too. It contains 0 algae. ]

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