middaeg | [OPEN] rainy and sticky days

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[OPEN] rainy and sticky days

Who: Wataru & YOU!
When: All of Mareuer
Where: In and out of town
What: Catch-all for the month! Quests, events, and others. Open prompts under the cut. HMU if you want a close thread!
Warnings: NSFW in one of the threads, a corpse in one of the prompts, Kivat being Kivat, and that's it.

i; research request — i fucking love reading

[ A simple enough request that gives me an excuse to look around the library. Though he's strictly ordered to just look up books about chimeras and similar, he can't help himself and skims through a few unrelated shelves, curious about what he could find about this world. His free time has been cut off a lot since he started working, so now is a chance like another to catch up.

He's in the process of piling a few books when he sees another person seemingly into the research. He smiles softly. ]

Are you also looking up chimeras, by chance?

ii; hungry grass — rest in pizzas

[ Wataru brought more than just a sandwich, in case the situation called for him staying in the grass further than necessary. He ended up dawning down more than half his share while investigating, without even realizing it. Kivat might even praise him for getting more fat into his exceedingly slim body, but that's besides the point.

When the corpse comes into view, he feels a sudden wave of nausea hitting him. He'd seen a lot of humans getting turned into nothing but only their clothes when the Fangire sucked all their life essence out. He also witnessed the Fangire themselves shatter into pieces of glass when they died. But an actual human corpse, just laying there and rotting? That's something he's still not quite used to seeing in plain view.

He notices he's still got a piece of pizza in his mouth, and he shoves it back into his bag. He's no longer hungry. ]

I guess that answers it. [ He tells the companion who came to investigate with him, although it sounds even ridiculous to him that a dead body would cause hunger-inducing grass to grow around it. So he adds, as an afterthought, ] ... Probably.

iii; kivat option — stuck in the moment

[ Kivat Bat the 3rd loved wandering around with no purpose, interacting with people and playing pranks sometimes. As Wataru's familiar, he's the complete opposite of him: chatty, loud, and brutally honest. He got around making a few friends among the monsters thanks to his attitude, but with those came also enemies he pissed off either on purpose or by accident.

So one day he gets his comeuppance. A cat turnskin managed to capture him, wrap him up in tape, and trap him under a half dozen sacks of fertilizer. Bad luck wills that the weather is especially bad today, and a rainstorm pours in the area with no one noticing that the sacks are soaking up in the street.

Muffled by the tape, his voice can still be felt faintly in a pitiful "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" sound that might as well be ominous if he wasn't pissed off while wildly wriggling and trying to break out. That turnskin is a dead monster.

Wonder if anyone manages to find him before Wataru does? ]

iv; wildcard

[ The prompts are mostly for quest shenanigans but there are still other things Wataru will do throughout the month! He will...
- Help experiment for the sake of vampires in the Desmodus Mori quest;
- Be out of the city and assist the infected when he's not at his job;
- Frequent the Coven, especially the Abjuration and Evocation classes;
- Work at DiplomaTea as a server/musician;
- Walk his petalwolf Dahlia around, play with the orhphans and refugee children, etc.
- Probably be around for full moon shenanigans if you want something hotter.
- Event shenanigans, possibly, when they come around.

Let me know if you want a specific closed thread! PP me at gaiamemories or send me a PM. ]

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[ ... That sounds really bad Everett STOP--

Actually, it's fine. Wataru shakes his head and sighs. He hasn't been really introduced to some things that may turn sexual like... being rough. ]

I'll try but still tell me if it goes too far.

[ Knots would hardly show up on short hair, but he'll see. Wataru starts brushing Everett's back with broad strokes, not digging the brush too deep but trying to get the fur spotlessly smooth. ]

I will be sure to say. [Well, as good a time as any for them to chat, given Wataru's wish to talk alone between them. He presumes the young man will feel more candid and at ease if they're sitting in such a way that Everett isn't staring him down, marking every shift of expression.]

What is it you wished to discuss with me, my dear?

[ Hmm. Actually there's not really... much he wants to talk about? There was last full moon which wasn't good on his mental health, but would telling Everett make him feel better?

A frown settles in, hard. It's making him forget his flustering at least. ]

How had last month been for you?

Last month... busy. Much too busy, even. I shall hope to stop bouncing between Dorchacht so often. I believe it's wearing me out. And I see my companions here far less often when traveling.

[diplomatic work might be his passion, but there wasn't much being done. Lots of work and little accomplishment to show for it. Spending more time upon the council, with the seats now open, seemed a better opportunity]

I think it better to spend time reviewing the motions of our new council seats. Another chance for us to share one another's company, away from the shop.

[ He listens to Everett and nods along, although his friend can't see him from the angle he's in angle. What Wataru sees, on the other hand, is the mass of fur he's currently brushing with careful but not too weak strokes, watching it form parallel neat lines every time he passes his brush through, from the top downwards.

The council being mentioned brings a bit of a smile on his face. ]

Mhm. I joined it on a whim, because I share the desire to improve the quality of life in the city. As I am now, I don't think I'm doing enough.

[ Playing music for customers is nice and all, but... he really wants to go with something more concrete as his time in Aefenglom draws longer. ]

That's a noble goal, my dear. I'm glad that is why you are involved, we need to keep our ambitions focused on the betterment of this world around us. If the Mirrorbound contribute positively, we will soon be more the asset as strangers in this strange land.

[and that should keep them safe, which is a large concern of Everett's. Having seen the Dorchacht incident all first hand, the Mirrorbound need be sure there's no regression while they are here. Some wish to fight, or run, but Everett thinks it best to be productive. Make themselves of value and precious to their good hosts.]

[ Wataru finds himself more comfortable talking about the matters of this world, as grim as the situation is currently. A small smile sets on his mouth eventually, as he enjoys the sounds of his brushing just a bit.

... He finds himself stroking the fur lightly with his other hand, though unwittingly. ]

Yeah... I hope someday we can leave this world knowing we've done something worthwhile for all the natives here.

[The brushing and the fingers petting him draw a pleased hum from Everett. It's a very contented moment to share. He hopes Wataru can forget his tension somewhat. He'd never have meant to stress the poor boy out, nor confuse him about where they stood]

That would be a marvelous accomplishment, I agree. Something to be proud of. [he leans back further, into the touch, not flopping into Wataru, but wishing to be closer]

I know many wish to return to their homes as soon as possible... but I am enjoying my time here. Truly. Changes and all.

[ Noticing the movement, Wataru remains still. He keeps brushing, sometimes moving up to also have a go at Everett's luscious hair. ]

It would be. [ He agrees, pondering over his current status here and how much he enjoys his time in Afenglom. Not... much, honestly, or at least not like Everett apparently does. But lately many things keep him busy and it's not so bad if he ignores the internal fights and horrible things that happen to fellow Mirrorbounds every month.

He couldn't get over the death of his Bonded. Even now he still really, really, can't.

Wataru pauses for a second, then slows down his brushing. ]

I'm a bit... half and half on that. I miss my friends at home, but there's so much to do here that keeps me occupied and I'm learning so much more things here than I ever did back home. I wouldn't mind staying a while longer.

I would be disingenuous to say I never wished to return home myself. One day, it would be nice to see Myddvai again. Makes me curious, if there could be a way to connect all our homes with this place. How wonderful that would be, to be able to explore so many places.

[Everett's wistful to think of that! Attached as he is to this place, he longs to see home... without needing to lose those he has come to love in Aefenglom. If one day they can go back, why need that be a one way trip only? A hope to cling to, for him.]

I've heard some varieties of this Earth many seem to be from. I would love to see it myself, one day.

[ He had considered the possibility that he wouldn't be able to see the friends he made here again if he returned home. It's honestly a worry he didn't want to become a hurdle in his head, but it's an inevitability some of the people here encounter too early. He has no idea what happens when a Mirrorbound disappears from Aefenglom, and maybe he wouldn't like to find out. ]

If there was a way for us to return and yet be able to get here whenever we wanted...

[ A sigh, as he idly strokes the back of Everett's hair, lost in thought. ]

... I would really start working hard for it.

Y, yes... I'm certain we... both would... [sorry, Everett's drifting into a state of bliss. His hair being brushed or his scalp being massaged over are weak spots of him. He can't help but melt a bit further back into Wataru, melting into the soothing attention.

Spoiled creature, he is, to have a young man tending to him in such a way.]

[ Alert about Everett's shift into a more relaxed state, Wataru slows his movements too, unsure of whether to stop so the faun won't fall asleep... or keep going.

When Everett leans further into him, Wataru places a hand on his shoulder for support. ]

... Are you alright? Should I stop? I think I'm almost done, anyway.

I'm very pleased, lad, yes... more than alright. [He nuzzles into that hand of support, reaching a hand to pat Wataru's against him]

Thank you, Wataru. You're a kind man and a dear friend. I hope you know that... and well!

[ Suddenly he's even more thankful that Everett's back is turned to him because... Wataru genuinely blushes at that, unable to move further than just a couple shallow brushes. ]

It's just what a friend would do for another... I think.

I hope you'll allow me help you, in such a way, should you ever wish. [in whatever way that might be hoped for. Everett doesn't mean that exclusively chaste nor sexual, either he'd be happy to pursue with Wataru... but the boy is still so hesitant, Everett would never wish to take advantage of him in either way.]

You deserve the best of me.

[ Nothing really comes to mind as to what he could ever ask of Everett. He already got more than he ever asked for - a job, kind coworkers, good friends, a chance to perform with his violin. But he also got that one intimate interaction - something he never ever dreamed of sharing with anyone just yet, not even Mio.

As much as it embarrasses him, Wataru is thankful to Everett for conceding a lot of firsts to him. What kind of help would he ever ask for? ]

The best of you... but you already did so much for me. I can't possibly take advantage of that, Everett.

[ Part of him has a craving for more of those tender and intimate touches from that past full moon. But it's pretty clear for him how difficult it would be to settle for that mood again - at least in his case. ]

Of course you can! [he insists, chuckles slightly at Wataru's (sweet, really) denial. Everett turns to look back at the young man, reaching to ruffle his hair playfully.

Though he stops to smooth it right back out, careful and doting]

If you won't ask-? I'll simply have to keep doing what I feel is kindest towards you. Woe is you.

[ Now Wataru has even less of a chance to hide when Everett turns around to play with his hair. His blushing face is in full view and he turns his gaze away by reflex. ]

I'm sure more people would need that than I do.

[ He takes Everett's wrist in a slight grip, murmuring shyly. ]

All things considered, I've already received enough kindness to live quite peacefully here.

[he relaxes into that grip, wishing Wataru would be a bit more selfish. Good as he is, Everett does worry for him giving his everything.

Sort of his type, that...........]

My lad, I don't want you to merely live, I long for you to thrive. What I can do to aid in that, I will do, no question.

[ Why is it always so difficult to deny Everett when he's like this?

Wataru had grown out of his generally pushover phase, becoming more stubborn and confident about what he wants to do. Yet he still can't think selfishly; every single time, he takes another person's feelings into account before his own. Because his selfishness from his sheltered years didn't help him at all in the long run. It only prolonged his suffering. The forced empathy he shares with Jill just steeled this selflessness of his.

That's why he has such a difficult time accepting Everett's words. Although he kind of... wants to, now, because the faun is nothing but charming for his poor heart. ]

Just for a little bit-... [ He murmurs, tries to stop himself, but can't. His face is scarlet red, turned in a way that has his nose press against Everett's wrist, eyes diverting from the other man. ] If it's just for a little bit... like last time...

Oh! [he coos, rather delighted and a bit surprised, if softly, casually asking]

Is that what you are flustered over? You are always welcome to ask, if you would like some affection. I would simply hate to pressure you with unwelcome attentions, my dear. [the wrist Wataru is cuddled into will reach and pet the younger man's hair, cute thing...]

I know you are a shy sort, that's probably a difficult thing to ask of you... but I would gladly be so intimate with you again. Of that, do trust.

[ Against his own judgement, he quickly leans into that petting. He... likes having his head stroked and his hair played with. It makes him a bit sleepy, though, so he nudges Everett's hand away after a bit and nuzzles his palm.

His boss is right - he should just ask if he wants to feel good - but his shame is often a burdensome obstacle he struggles to overcome. He's glad at least he did something about it, now... ]

Okay, just... I can't be too explicit about it. [ He really can't. It's too embarrassing. He might die from that! ] But as long as it's okay for you to do such things with me... I want to carry on with that.

Goodness... how like a Springtide you are about this. Brings me back to my youth. I understand. [their people have an impossibly difficult time admitting to what they want and enjoy. Well. Most of them. Some are like Everett, too bold and earnest for such a repressive culture. He adapted to their ways, but just as quickly adapted out of them, to freedom.

All in all, it's a shyness he can work with. Petting a thumb over Wataru's cheek, he cups he face in that gloved palm and leans in to kiss the young man. Gentle and comforting as he can.]

[ He's barely sure that Everett means that in a positive way, although... considering his fondness for the Springtide, Wataru will take a guess and decide that's more of a compliment than a way to tease him. Although that really felt like a tease, too.

That's not really what he should be thinking about, anyway!

Nothing else really comes up in his brain when Everett does the thing he always does, bolder and more confident than Wataru hopes he himself would be. The kiss is received with a bit of stiffness, a little response, but his hand is already clutching at the gloved one that is cupping his cheek.

He hopes that's enough of a hint for Everett to carry on. ]

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