【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
♛ 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. ♛ if there's someone on my muselist who isn't listed here, feel free to call them out! you might have to wait longer for a response though.
[ he pulls away for a moment to assist with that venture and shifts his legs to make the angles a bit more comfortable. also his hand goes to Eames' waist, pushing his shirt up to get some skin contact going on ]
[ Arthur's really not sure how to explain the issue, or even why it bothers him at all in the first place. He's sure that most people would find something fundamentally troubling about being around/interacting with someone who is essentially naked without knowing it, but then most people don't know it until they go trying to take the "clothes" off and Arthur sort of hopes that no one else has experienced this particular situation with Eames. He's not sure why, he just wouldn't wish this weird brand of discomfort on anyone. ]
[ so he just takes a deep breath ]
[ and goes back to the making out part ]
[ not bothering to touch Eames' pants because he can just shapeshift them away ]
[in fairness he can see why it would be rather disquieting. he'd just kind of assumed it was something Arthur was aware of by now, even if it wasn't something Eames had ever actually mentioned.]
[but hey, he seems alright with it now so Eames is just gonna go back to it (they can talk it out later or something)]
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It wasn't a line.
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[whatever, he's gonna put his wine aside and casually leeeaaaan over to kiss Arthur]
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[ but yeah hi kissing back ]
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[he probably won't because he is super into this rn but]
[he could]
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[ if Eames leaves Arthur's just going to act like it doesn't bother him ]
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[he is, however, going to insist on removing Arthur's shirt]
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[ he pulls away for a moment to assist with that venture and shifts his legs to make the angles a bit more comfortable. also his hand goes to Eames' waist, pushing his shirt up to get some skin contact going on ]
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[awkward]
[he's not really sure what the best way to go NO DON'T TOUCH THAT is here so he's gonna just grab Arthur's hand instead]
[don't look now he's gonna be shirtless in a sec]
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[ okay wait no he has to ]
[ just pause for a second ]
[ ... ]
Are you... not actually wearing pants?
[ he's trying not to disrupt the mood he really is but something bothers him about having dinner with a naked man and not knowing about it ]
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[he is failing to see the issue here]
I don't usually bother if I shower this late in the day.
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[ so he just takes a deep breath ]
[ and goes back to the making out part ]
[ not bothering to touch Eames' pants because he can just shapeshift them away ]
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[but hey, he seems alright with it now so Eames is just gonna go back to it (they can talk it out later or something)]
[hey Arthur how's your neck doing]
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[ okay all this shapeshifting weirdness aside, he has to grab Eames butt. he feels compelled to do so. so he does ]
[ the other hand just hangs out in Eames' hair, being encouraging ]