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【 the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme 】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
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【 the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme 】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
We miss you at camp. You should come back to us.
Nymeria misses you, too. And my little brother's here.
I also think Stiles has missed you, but he won't ever admit that sort of thing to anybody else.
Nymeria misses you, too. And my little brother's here.
I also think Stiles has missed you, but he won't ever admit that sort of thing to anybody else.
[It's early- too early to be up really, especially with how heavy the snow has been falling on Berk over the past few weeks, with those weeks stretching into months.
But Hiccup knew if your best friend was a Nightfury- Toothless no less- you'd need to learn to get up early, or he'd be shoving you out of bed himself. He's got no choice really, considering all the fish in Berk right now are frozen under several feet of ice, and what kind of friend would he be if he denied his dragon breakfast?
So he's been up since the wee hours of the morning, gathering a basket full of fish the village had frozen specifically for the winter. They wouldn't miss a few, surely. Besides, that's what they were there for, anyway.
Now he's sitting with his legs crossed in front of the fire, with the basket sitting close to it so the fish can thaw. At the same time he's using his fingers to pick chunks of ice from his metal prosthetic- which admittedly....is NOT fun to be stuck with in this weather.]
But Hiccup knew if your best friend was a Nightfury- Toothless no less- you'd need to learn to get up early, or he'd be shoving you out of bed himself. He's got no choice really, considering all the fish in Berk right now are frozen under several feet of ice, and what kind of friend would he be if he denied his dragon breakfast?
So he's been up since the wee hours of the morning, gathering a basket full of fish the village had frozen specifically for the winter. They wouldn't miss a few, surely. Besides, that's what they were there for, anyway.
Now he's sitting with his legs crossed in front of the fire, with the basket sitting close to it so the fish can thaw. At the same time he's using his fingers to pick chunks of ice from his metal prosthetic- which admittedly....is NOT fun to be stuck with in this weather.]
[Arya gives him a little glare. Come on, Derek. She knew she wasn't going to get a response, but it doesn't mean she couldn't press the issue.]
Bran's being good. He brought his wolf, too. I thought I'd never see them again...
You should come meet Bran. I think you'd take a liking to him.
Bran's being good. He brought his wolf, too. I thought I'd never see them again...
You should come meet Bran. I think you'd take a liking to him.
[ While Toothless could expend energy unfreezing the water, he's more inclined to let Hiccup gather up fish for him. Especially with how cold it's been in recent months, and he's feeling so lethargic in comparison to the warmer weeks they occasionally get to live through. He keeps in motion, though, his tail swaying behind him as he walks and his wings tucked in close.
As he finagles his way into the house, nosing and pawing until he can come inside, he flicks the tip of his half-fin and shuts the door behind him. It's only there that he shakes himself out, at least, snow going everywhere at the entryway before he comes ambling over to where Hiccup is seated.
He churrs softly at him, shuffling his wings into a comfortable position so that he can flop over behind him, curling around his back. ]
As he finagles his way into the house, nosing and pawing until he can come inside, he flicks the tip of his half-fin and shuts the door behind him. It's only there that he shakes himself out, at least, snow going everywhere at the entryway before he comes ambling over to where Hiccup is seated.
He churrs softly at him, shuffling his wings into a comfortable position so that he can flop over behind him, curling around his back. ]
[ Maybe eventually, Arya, you'll get one. With a sigh in response to the glare, Derek moves to sit in front of her. ]
Now's your chance to teach him all you learned last summer, you know. No better teacher to have than family.
I don't doubt I would.
Now's your chance to teach him all you learned last summer, you know. No better teacher to have than family.
I don't doubt I would.
[Hiccup lifts his head where he'd been resting his chin in one hand, pausing to let his numb fingers warm back up. With a grin he reaches over to scratch Toothless just under his jaw.]
Mornin' bud. You ready for breakfast? ...whenever it's- ...not frozen solid at least.
[Even as he says this, a puddle of water has begun collecting beneath the wicker basket.]
Mornin' bud. You ready for breakfast? ...whenever it's- ...not frozen solid at least.
[Even as he says this, a puddle of water has begun collecting beneath the wicker basket.]
[ Toothless lets out a rumbling purr at the scratch, head tilting to give Hiccup better reach as his tail curls to settle in front of his friend. The fins atop his head perk at the question, though, and his head swivels a little towards where the basket is settled.
With a soft snort, he nudges one of his massive paws at it. He's not going to try and eat any of the fish while they're still cold-- he learned about that the hard way when he had a fish stuck to his tongue. ]
With a soft snort, he nudges one of his massive paws at it. He's not going to try and eat any of the fish while they're still cold-- he learned about that the hard way when he had a fish stuck to his tongue. ]
[He watches Toothless for a minute before sitting up a bit, grabbing a stick he'd gotten from outside- which is nearly as frozen as the fish inside the basket.]
These have been thawing for a while- ..lemme check-
[Grabbing the handle, he tips the basket over until he can jab the stick blindly inside, pulling out two fish speared against each other on the end. They're not in blocks anymore, but still very stiff and icy. So to fix that, he pushes the basket back near the fire with his good foot before holding the stick near the flames.]
How do you like your fish Toothless? Rare, or well-done?
[He's joking, obviously- he highly doubts the dragon really cares.]
These have been thawing for a while- ..lemme check-
[Grabbing the handle, he tips the basket over until he can jab the stick blindly inside, pulling out two fish speared against each other on the end. They're not in blocks anymore, but still very stiff and icy. So to fix that, he pushes the basket back near the fire with his good foot before holding the stick near the flames.]
How do you like your fish Toothless? Rare, or well-done?
[He's joking, obviously- he highly doubts the dragon really cares.]
[ Observing with interest, he pulls his foreleg back towards his body and crosses them both at the wrist. One fin cocks sideways with the question, and a rumbling trill escapes him in answer. Of course he doesn't care, but he makes a show of almost looking thoughtful about it, head tilting as his wings shift at his back in an almost-shrug.
Joking, in his own way, as he's started to learn since dragon and viking began working together.
The next trill that escapes him is both interested and content, as his bright eyes flick from the human to the fire and back. Despite wanting his breakfast now, though, he's rather well behaved about it. ]
Joking, in his own way, as he's started to learn since dragon and viking began working together.
The next trill that escapes him is both interested and content, as his bright eyes flick from the human to the fire and back. Despite wanting his breakfast now, though, he's rather well behaved about it. ]
[It's been a while since North's been up and out of bed, and Katherine couldn't be happier. She finds him absolutely fascinating-- just like all the rest of the kids, of course, but his stories fill her heart with a wonder she can't help but want to share.
Today she's even managed to get her studies done early, if only for the sake of spying on North and seeing what his studies include.
She watches him from the door, peering in and standing on her tiptoes.]
Today she's even managed to get her studies done early, if only for the sake of spying on North and seeing what his studies include.
She watches him from the door, peering in and standing on her tiptoes.]
[Hiccup catches that look in the Nightfury's eye, and he has to hold back a chuckle at it. He holds the fish over the flames just long enough to melt the rest of the ice and make them warm enough to eat- luke-warm really, at best.
Then he pulls them both off the end and offers the fish to Toothless, sighing.]
Sorry it's taking so long- probably not as good as fresh fish, but hey- it's better than nothing, right?
Then he pulls them both off the end and offers the fish to Toothless, sighing.]
Sorry it's taking so long- probably not as good as fresh fish, but hey- it's better than nothing, right?
[After a week or so of shellshock, the formerly complacent rabbit is now moving far too often for the comfort of his bird attendants. He can't help it, really-- he wants to be out with everyone, surveying the pooka territory for anyone still living. Pasche was a stroke of incredible luck, but others had been found, and Bunny wants to be out among the search parties.
Unfortunately, his leg is still simply not completely healed. It won't heal as fast with the pooka survivors scattered, and it's absolutely infuriating to Bunny. He sits for a moment outside the hummingbird palace and messes with the bandaging about his foot, grumbling to himself.]
Unfortunately, his leg is still simply not completely healed. It won't heal as fast with the pooka survivors scattered, and it's absolutely infuriating to Bunny. He sits for a moment outside the hummingbird palace and messes with the bandaging about his foot, grumbling to himself.]
[ An agreeable noise leaves him, and Toothless cranes in to take the fish from his hand, teeth visible as he snaps them up. He's done it enough times that he doesn't worry about catching Hiccup's fingers in the act, and instead immediately goes about positioning them in his mouth with his forked tongue so that he can tip his head back and swallow them down.
Not the most lovely sight in the morning, but Berk has seen worse.
Teeth retracting again, he licks at his chops like a sated dog before he shows his gums. ]
Not the most lovely sight in the morning, but Berk has seen worse.
Teeth retracting again, he licks at his chops like a sated dog before he shows his gums. ]
[ North's studies involve one of Ombric's owls-- the head of them, who is patiently sitting on a stack of books as the thief looks between it and the book he's got cradled in his lap. There's a subtlety to owl that he's not quite got yet, but at least the birds have been good sports about it.
He doesn't notice Katherine at the door right away, as he purses his lips before looking up from where he's seated on the floor, surrounded by assorted books.
When he finally croons, his study partner fluffs up with amusement, rotating its head back and forth. ]
Confound it... It's the accent, isn't it?
[ Hoot. ]
I thought as much...
He doesn't notice Katherine at the door right away, as he purses his lips before looking up from where he's seated on the floor, surrounded by assorted books.
When he finally croons, his study partner fluffs up with amusement, rotating its head back and forth. ]
Confound it... It's the accent, isn't it?
[ Hoot. ]
I thought as much...
[Katherine herself wasn't terribly more advanced but having the advantage of knowing the owls for quite a long time did improve her communication with them. As such, she can't keep herself from leaning back on her heels and giggling, covering her mouth to stifle the sound.
North has been learning extraordinarily quickly, but that didn't mean he was infallible, and such fallibility was charming-- much like Ombric's many quirks.]
North has been learning extraordinarily quickly, but that didn't mean he was infallible, and such fallibility was charming-- much like Ombric's many quirks.]
[Did you have lacrosse practice today, Jackson? Don't mind Lydia, letting herself into your house (with her key you gave her, in case you're regretting this, or something), enjoying a diet soda with your mother, and making her presence in your room.
Normally, she'd let herself in while Jackson was around. The fact that she'd made her grand entrance quietly and with Jackson still gone meant that something, although god only knew what, was wrong.
Lydia's laying in his bed, her laptop resting on his pillow, underneath the covers; there's a gossip article or something on the screen, but she's not really reading it. The incident with Peter had passed ages ago, it felt like, but there were some days where it'd come back in waves, and no amount of family-ordered-therapy (that she didn't need, no matter how many times she insisted) was going to save it.
But this might.]
Normally, she'd let herself in while Jackson was around. The fact that she'd made her grand entrance quietly and with Jackson still gone meant that something, although god only knew what, was wrong.
Lydia's laying in his bed, her laptop resting on his pillow, underneath the covers; there's a gossip article or something on the screen, but she's not really reading it. The incident with Peter had passed ages ago, it felt like, but there were some days where it'd come back in waves, and no amount of family-ordered-therapy (that she didn't need, no matter how many times she insisted) was going to save it.
But this might.]
[Chuckling softly, the viking stabs the stick into the basket again to get some more fish to warm up.]
They're good, huh? ...At least they're...somewhat fresh. Since they're on ice and all..
[The sun's coming up- so he's sure the others are out and about by now. When the sun barely gets a chance to warm the island during these months, everyone generally takes as much opportunity as they can to do the work that needs to be done when the temperature isn't completely ridiculous.
But what is Hiccup stuck doing? ..Staying inside mostly, as usual. Replacement legs aren't really made for walking in the snow.]
They're good, huh? ...At least they're...somewhat fresh. Since they're on ice and all..
[The sun's coming up- so he's sure the others are out and about by now. When the sun barely gets a chance to warm the island during these months, everyone generally takes as much opportunity as they can to do the work that needs to be done when the temperature isn't completely ridiculous.
But what is Hiccup stuck doing? ..Staying inside mostly, as usual. Replacement legs aren't really made for walking in the snow.]
[ At least. It's better than trying to go fishing for himself, especially with his half-fin. Shifting to get more comfortable as Hiccup goes about warming up more fish, he lifts his tail up and settles it across the viking's metallic foot, despite the chill that sticks to it still. Warming it is the least he can do while his friend warms his food.
And though he would be out there with the rest of the island, working off energy, Toothless is perfectly content to stay indoors for the meantime. There's times where a quiet moment is more than enough, especially when it's with just them. ]
And though he would be out there with the rest of the island, working off energy, Toothless is perfectly content to stay indoors for the meantime. There's times where a quiet moment is more than enough, especially when it's with just them. ]
[Hiccup can't help but smile a little at that. He'd never meant to hurt Toothless like he had, leaving him crippled with a missing fin... and yet, now they were inseperable. Considering he was...kinda missing something too, they really depended on each other now.
Holding the stick with one hand, he reaches back to pet Toothless again, idly running his fingers down the top of his head to the end of his nose.]
..So what'cha wanna do today buddy? ....Got anything special planned?
Holding the stick with one hand, he reaches back to pet Toothless again, idly running his fingers down the top of his head to the end of his nose.]
..So what'cha wanna do today buddy? ....Got anything special planned?
[ They were definitely a pair, to say the least. But Toothless was all right with where things were, because now it really did leave them inseparable. It wasn't conventional in the least bit, but much about Berk wasn't even before the union of viking and dragon. So he's content where he is, with his human and his life as it is.
Head bowing towards his hand, his ear fins relax back and he closes his eyes with the touch, nose wriggling a little as his fingers come to it. A purr leaves him again, even as his wings shift in silent answer. It might be cold out, but a bit of a flight won't hurt as long as they don't stay out forever. ]
Head bowing towards his hand, his ear fins relax back and he closes his eyes with the touch, nose wriggling a little as his fingers come to it. A purr leaves him again, even as his wings shift in silent answer. It might be cold out, but a bit of a flight won't hurt as long as they don't stay out forever. ]
Yeah? ...Sounds like a good idea. Here-
[He turns to grab some more fish from the stick, holding them out for Toothless to eat.]
Haven't had a good flight lately with all the snow...feels like it's been forever. We both could do for some fresh air.
[He turns to grab some more fish from the stick, holding them out for Toothless to eat.]
Haven't had a good flight lately with all the snow...feels like it's been forever. We both could do for some fresh air.
[ Perking at the sound of laughter, North inclines his head slightly to the side before he turns fully towards the door, twisting at the waist. Both brows raise, and his eyes narrow in mock intent as he focuses his attention that way. The owl hoots amicably, still amused, and goes about cleaning its primary feathers on its wing as his conversation partner excuses himself in a quiet croon.
He slowly rises, stalking towards the doorway, body hunched forward. ]
He slowly rises, stalking towards the doorway, body hunched forward. ]
[ It hadn't been difficult for Tooth to talk her mother into letting her have the old, cloth sling that she had used to carry both her and her baby sister around in for Pasche. Not when she'd seen how much the little pooka had come to mean to all of them, but most of all Bunny himself. Having the baby girl with her everywhere she goes has proven to be an interesting task, but not one that she'd ever give up for anything.
Especially not when, for a time, she was the only survivor besides the prince that they knew of.
So she carries her nestled in the sling, tied secure in a way that one wing actually helps to support it against her back, and wanders through the palace on her quest to locate a certain stubborn pooka. When she locates him, she comes to stand at his shoulder, tailfeathers fanning anxiously before she reaches to touch his shoulder. ]
Especially not when, for a time, she was the only survivor besides the prince that they knew of.
So she carries her nestled in the sling, tied secure in a way that one wing actually helps to support it against her back, and wanders through the palace on her quest to locate a certain stubborn pooka. When she locates him, she comes to stand at his shoulder, tailfeathers fanning anxiously before she reaches to touch his shoulder. ]
[ Yes, actually, he did. But don't worry, Lydia. Jackson's not regretting giving you the house key back again. Rather, it's sort of just a reminder of everything that's happened since werewolves started to crop up in Beacon Hills, as well as what happened to both of them.
But it's interesting for him to come home after parking the Porsche in the drive and suddenly catch Lydia's scent in the house. He frowns, pausing as he shuts the door behind him, his eyes scanning for her if she might be downstairs. It's not unusual for her to let herself in, not in the least, but at the same time...
He comes up the stairs, following her lingering scent to his room. Not a surprise, in and of itself, so he just opens the door and comes in. There's no immediate reaction to seeing her in his bed, as he sets aside his lacrosse equipment and bag, shrugging out of his jacket to toss onto the back of his desk chair and kicking off his shoes before he comes towards her.
As he does, though, his brow furrows a touch-- not in annoyance, not in the least. ]
But it's interesting for him to come home after parking the Porsche in the drive and suddenly catch Lydia's scent in the house. He frowns, pausing as he shuts the door behind him, his eyes scanning for her if she might be downstairs. It's not unusual for her to let herself in, not in the least, but at the same time...
He comes up the stairs, following her lingering scent to his room. Not a surprise, in and of itself, so he just opens the door and comes in. There's no immediate reaction to seeing her in his bed, as he sets aside his lacrosse equipment and bag, shrugging out of his jacket to toss onto the back of his desk chair and kicking off his shoes before he comes towards her.
As he does, though, his brow furrows a touch-- not in annoyance, not in the least. ]
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