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TDM 03


【 Hello, dearest guests. We hope you have been enjoying your time in the Golden Peacock and utilizing our many amenities.
Reception would like all guests to be aware that some new arrivals have been misplaced. Due to the nature of the resort, new arrivals may have been misplaced in unexpected locations. This includes your personal suites. We are very sorry for this inconvenience.
Please do not be alarmed if you come across a misplaced new arrival. We kindly request that any guests that find a misplaced new arrival escort them to the main hub, where we have arranged a central meetup where all new arrivals can claim their complimentary robes and welcome baskets.
All guests are invited to come mingle at the main hub and meet new arrivals. As always, we hope you have a pleasant day! 】

DEALER'S CHOICE
STEVE, WHERE DID YOU PUT THE NEW ARRIVALS?



The Golden Peacock has swept away the hues of winter and welcomed vibrant pops of color for a change of pace. Gone are the snow whites and cool golds. Vases of bright florals have been staged all throughout the general hubs and hallways. Statues have been cheekily decorated with bright clothes, such as charming hats and billowing dresses with cheerful prints. This peacock has cleaned up nicely, its brilliant feathers shaking with a warm palette to please the senses.
Staff are bustling during the decor turnover. While some diligent employees are steadfastly decorating the hallways with sprawling vines and spectacular blooms, others are darting back and forth in search of something. Or rather — someone. Several someones. Front reception is in an outright panic while flying over the phones and furiously slamming their hands on keyboards.
"Steve, I know you're new, but you can't just press any button that pops up on the computer screen! The new arrivals are supposed to go into temporary suites." Deborah, the head receptionist, sighs, "Now who knows where they are. I hope they're okay... I'm sure they're quite confused, wherever they wound up. Steve, stop crying. The house won't fire you for this. Probably. How's your resume looking?"
In the end, Steve didn't get fired. But he did get reassigned to trash duty.

FLORAL RIOT
A STRIKE OF COLOR



【 🌸🌸🌸 Come experience new floral delights! Prepare to be ravished by a symphony of color and aroma. Romance, love, and pleasure all await within corridors of beauty. 🌸 🌸 🌸 】
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."

SMOKY NECTAR
DRIBBLE OF SWEETNESS



The conservatory is even busier than the gardens. Unlike the easygoing staff in the garden, employees in the conservatory are busy zooming to and fro with brooms while trying to get a handle on the unexpectedly huge amount of pollen. From flowers, from trees — so much pollen. The ground is coated and the air is thick. Several long-standing guests visiting the area have fallen into sneezing fits. Even with cleaning efforts to mitigate the build-up, the pollen becomes thicker as the weeks go on. Staff eventually give up on trying to sweep it away.
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"

PETAL-STAINED LIPS
A BLOOMING DISEASE



👩🦰 "Hack hack, hack hack... what do you mean, 'please cover my mouth when I cough'? I'm a rank nine. Nine! You can't tell me what to do. Now, clean up this mess. I've been coughing up flower petals all day." 👩🦰
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.

PROMPT NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Arrival, The Bathroom Button: Multiple versions of arrival are possible. Characters may be flushed down the toilet or tub to wake up in several different locations across the resort.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
OOC NOTES
BLANKET CW: Altered States; Aphrodisiacs; Body Horror (potential); Dubcon; Illnesses; Medical Play; NSFW Language; Paranormal; Somnophilia; Sex Pollen; Sex Toys
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance. Your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's April event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Current characters posting to the TDM should note they are currently in-game in the subject line.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only.
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game, the thread will not be applicable toward rewards as that character would not have a card value.
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
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At Birdbucks, he gets a couple of muffins, raspberry, chocolate, and butterscotch, and has the same drink Monika apparently regularly ordered, which... uh, probably doesn't help the "couple" image. Of course. He's quick to deny that they're a couple though, but he'll accept the extra stuff regardless. She really is living the luxurious life, huh.
While Monika is giving off her giddy, bright energy, Soundwave continues to give off his grumpy, prickly energy as they walk towards the entrance of the exhibition, hand in hand. Guess there's something to be said about opposites attract.]
You're in an awfully giddy mood. Careful, or you might just infect me.
[Was that victory so sweet that it's put her in that good of a mood, or is she just happy to be hanging out with him again? If it is the latter... well, he'll be happy to know, but he won't ask the question out loud because he knows if it's true, he'll be a blushing mess.]
Roses... They are the red flowers? With thorns?
[Awful lot of people here, though. Not his favorite because of how loud everyone is, especially when they're so emotionally excited, but... he has Monika by his side. His hand squeezes Monika's lightly and he shifts closer until their shoulders are touching. He apologizes to her, but Monika's presence help to ground him a little.
It's to be expected to have this many people when it is the exhibition's grand opening today. A staff standing by the entrance is excited to tell them that fact, and begins to explain the festivities and what fun they could find with the flower maze in particularly is something they're proud of. They even have prizes for guests to find!]
A flower maze... Do you want to go through the maze, Monika?
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[ There you go, Mister Grump. You get to know the truth without having to wonder or poke around in her head. See how generous she is? ]
Oops, sorry! I forget that you probably don't know Earth things as much. [ She sips thoughtfully. ] I'll do my best to explain things, but I don't know every flower, unfortunately. But...yeah! Roses are the red flowers with thorns! They can come in other colors, but red is the best~
[ Shocking that she'd think that. As she takes another sip, her eyebrows go up when he moves in closer. Gradually, her expression softens into something sympathetic. Does he not like crowds? She can understand that. Sometimes it's overwhelming for her, too. At his apology, she shakes her head and smiles to let him know it's okay. She's there. They can be strong for one another, connected by their hands and matching drinks.
His hand gets a squeeze from her, then she gives a bright, encouraging smile. ]
Yeah! Let's go through the maze! [ She kisses his cheek, doing her part to get people thinking they're a couple. ] Then I can find a rose, just for you!
[ She's really doing her part. ]
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He's really glad his avatar comes with a mask. His cheeks are burning red at the truth. At this point, Monika likely is able to tell when he's flushing under the mask, but she wouldn't be able to see the smile forming underneath. No way she wouldn't teased him about it.]
... Idiot.
[What a tsundere.
It isn't just her admittance that she's happy being with him, but he appreciates that Monika doesn't mind him sticking very close to her. Crowds are generally overwhelming to him, especially with what he can hear from them. Having an anchor to ground him like Monika helps him Maybe at some point he'll tell her about his powers, once he finds the confidence to. He can only hope that she doesn't fear him, knowing what powers he has.
Surprise flits across his face when Monika kissed him all of a sudden. Is... Is she... Whatever happened to the Monika who vehemently denied they were a couple back in the bath house? Now she seemingly doesn't mind making them look like a couple.]
Are you normally this affectionate in public?
[Boy, that's something he has to get used to.... He would like a flower from her, though.]
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Gosh! You're so grumpy! It can't be comfortable having that stick up your butt all the time!
[ Come onnn! Be the happy mech she saw in the parking garage earlier! Well. "Happy." His "happy" is a special kind, but at least it's better than what she's getting now. He's going to kill the flowers with how much he's bringing down the good vibes!
His question does give her pause, though. She makes a face around her straw, pulling them along through the crowd and towards the maze. ]
Um. I dunno. [ She laughs weakly, considering lying for a moment before going with being truthful. ] I guess? With a few people here and there...
[ What a weird thing to have to admit. She looks back his way, shaking the feeling off. It's not like the Player would mind her doing what makes her happy! There's nothing wrong with a little affection here and there! Or, ah, the occasional sex...
If anything, this proves just how fast and loose she's getting with her "rules" about being with other people. Which is to say, she's constantly doing whatever she wants and deluding away any potential consequences. ]
Should I stop? I can, if you want.
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Soundwave in turns is quiet after the answer to his question. It's not that he hates it nor does he actually want her to stop. Monika has seen how affection he can be when they were alone together, or at least out of the public's sight, but... he's not used to open affections. Although it does speak of how he might feel about his friend that he's willing to tolerate it rather than push her away.]
... Just don't overdo it.
[A lukewarm answer. She can keep being affectionate.]
I... apologies if I am actually bringing the mood down. I am.... Not used to open affections like yours.
[That's the truth of it.]
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Her gaze falls down to the ground, lush, verdant green, just as beautiful. He has her realizing some things about herself. She thinks back to the day they first met, when she mentioned how they mirrored each other. He's afraid of too much. She's afraid of too little. ]
I'm totally exaggerating. You can be however you want, okay? I just want to make sure you're okay and, um, that you're not going to get so annoyed at me that you leave.
[ Her eyes return to his visor as they walk, then she lets go of his hand for a second or two, just so she can link their arms together. They can be a little closer that way, she figures. ]
I'm sorry if I'm being weird. I kind of overdo everything, huh? [ She sighs. ] I want affection so bad, so I give it out extra hard when I can. Then maybe I'll get it back, you know? Then I won't have to ask and look...desperate.
[ Wow. He's getting more truthfulness out of her. Maybe that's his real power! Or maybe, since she feels so understood by him, it's easier to admit these things? Who knows. ]
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[Don't worry about it, essentially. With Monika specifically, it'll actually take a lot for him to even consider leaving her, and her show of affection doesn't even have him entertaining the idea. It'll just be his typical grump reaction.
He's surprise by the sudden truthfulness from her, though. Not even sure where it's coming from, but it gets him thinking. They both are pretty starved for affections. Monika is more open about it while he's keep it close tightly deep within him that he doesn't even know was starving for it. That is, until Monika unlocked it, making him realize just how much he yearned for those touches.
As they walk further into the maze, further away from the bustles of all the guest that he's still hearing, Soundwave pulls his mask down and kisses her squarely on the lips. Quick and chaste.
Bashfully, he turns his head away and pulls his mask back up to hide the ever growing flush, not minding at all that their arms are linked. He would've minded it earlier, but]
You know I always give back. [Then, he turns his visor back at her.] If it is affection you want, then... I can give it to you without asking.
[A pause as he takes a sip of his drink.]
While we are away from the public's eyes, that is. It will... Take some time for me to be affection as you are in public. [A small sigh leaves him as he tilts his head to rest on Monika.] Though, I'm not certain if I ever will. In a way, I suppose I am envious of you in that regard.
[He's not done yet, though. He pauses yet again as his eyes wanders to the hedges, observing the lovely burst of bright colors on the green. It's so peaceful here compare to the crowd.]
I... am aware that my reaction may often say otherwise. It's bcause... I honestly do not know how to react, but I... like it when you are affectionate to me. It's not something I get to experience... or receive often.
[It's so difficult to admit to it, but he let it out of his throat finally.]
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No. Really. He does. If he didn't, he wouldn't have pulled that kissing maneuver. Monika stumbles a little once their lips meet--actual lips, not her lips and his mask--then it's over before she can fully react. It burned just as hot as any other kiss from him would, though.
How nice. Now they've got matching blushes! She quickly finishes off her drink to give her mind some time to recover, before she can say something too stupid. ]
You do. [ At last, she speaks, after sliding her empty cup into the canvas bag of goodies hanging on her arm. ] Sometimes like...that! Ahaha. But mostly in your special, Soundwavey sort of way. Thanks...
[ Her head shakes. ] Just don't force yourself, okay? Take as much time as you need to get used to it. I'll do my best to remember to be gentle. And if you never get used to it? Then...I guess I'll just have to smother you with way more affection in private~
[ She squeezes his arm, leaning her head back against his. It slows their progress a bit, but it's fine. One of the romantic alcoves is nearby, anyway, so they can probably hide away there and keep talking without having to worry about moving at the same time. ]
Don't be jealous of me, silly. If there's anything I've learned here, it's that it's okay to not know some things, because there'll be opportunities to learn. You'll find someone that's willing to help eventually. Someone that understands.
[ There's a silence as she rethinks what she was going to say next, something she knows would be too affectionate. She settles on something else. ]
I like it, too. Being affectionate with you. And as long as I'm with you... [ Her head nuzzles against his. ] ...we're going to make sure you're getting plenty of what you want.
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If I do not return your... affection, I will return all that accumulated affection to you in private.
[Prepare for his own smothering affection in private. Maybe in her suite, or his, or the romantic alcove. That could work, too, for them to hide away. He's fine with their progress slowing down- It isn't like there's anywhere else they want to be, and they can take their time enjoying the colorful sights the maze provide. Sure they are prizes apparently, but Soundwave isn't rushing to find them. Maybe they'll stumble across one sooner or later.
Keeping his half empty cup into his own bag, he takes out a butterscotch muffin and takes a bite off it, before holding it out for Monika to take, if she wants. He likes the taste, but Monika is likely to fill her stomach with it than he does.
Someone willing, huh.]
I think I already found someone willing to help and who understands.
[A little more nuzzle to her head. So, hey, if it wasn't clear who he is referring to the 'someone' is.]
Thank you, Monika.
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[ Such a friendly thing to say! That delusion of hers is ironclad. After all, if she does these things with someone who's just a friend, as she tells herself at least one hundred times an hour, the platonic nature cancels out the romantic! Pure science! Just to prove how platonic things are, when he holds out the muffin, she leans down and takes a bite while it rests in his hand. He gets a wink as she chews, making happy noises at how yummy it is. F r i e n d s!
It isn't long before she's thankful for her boldness, using that chewing to silently work through some overwhelming feelings. He's said something very, very, very, very friendly. So exceedingly friendly, she almost forgets how to breathe.
One second! Her brain's in the process of restarting! ]
I didn't know I'd ever end up being that person for someone...
[ She pulls away a bit, just to make it easier to tug them into that quiet, closed-off alcove. It truly is beautiful, shaded and fragrant from the flowers curling around the ornate wooden trellises. A tiny little world, and right now, it was only for them.
Her bag's set down near the bench, then she turns to him and helps do the same with his things. With that done, she can take hold of one of his cheeks. Once again, her own cheeks are going pink and her heart gets fluttery, but she giggles softly through the warmth dancing through her body. ]
Sorry, but...I found you first, so I get to say thank you first! [ How does that work... ] So. Thank you, Soundwave. Thank you for doing the same for me.
[ He's pulled in for a hug now that they're alone with each other, where no one can see. ]
I'm glad I could finally tell you that.
bruh i just realized i flubbed a line up there :<
[Totally friendly thing to say and Soundwave certainly isn't in full denial mode, either. Not even how she bit the muffin while it's still on his hand and that wink she gave to him can make him think otherwise. Now ignore that blush growing more pink on his cheeks as he completely forgets to to pull the mask back up. All of what they've done and said to each other are purely platonic, and nothing can sway that.
He does tilt quizzically at Monika when she suddenly pauses for a second. But before he could ask what's wrong, Monika says her piece and then tugs him into the alcove. Him admitting to finding that someone to her only makes his blush worsen, but he doesn't feel an ounce of regret being truthful to her about that.
Now it's his turn to receive words that are utterly, super, and ultimately friendly that has his chest overheating.]
I... am that person for you, too, hm. I see. Then, I am... thankful that we both found each other.
[Despite all the flutter she's radiating off her, Soundwave figures it's all still platonic feelings she has for him. Or so, he's telling himself anyway. Though he may be able to feel people's emotions, but unless he's actively reading their mind, it's up to him how to interpret their emotions, or outright ignore in some cases.
That being said, now that they're alone, out of anyone's potential sight in this alcove. It's just them in this beautiful alcove. Which means that he can give back the affection she shown to him. Soundwave pushes Monika so they could meet eye to eye again, his arms gingerly wrap around her waist and bring her body close to him.]
Monika, shall we forget about the maze for a bit? Just a... [He leans forward.] A small detour.
[And his lips meet with hers once again. A little longer, this time, as he savor the taste on her lips.]
aw dang! if you ever need me to delete something so you can edit just lmk!
[ She smiles. It is nice, seeing little bits and pieces of him like this. Whether it's telling her the truth, leaving his mask down, doing things with her he wouldn't do with others...yeah. She's all sorts of happy. If all those emotions radiating off of her aren't making her glow, it's a miracle. ]
It's...fate.
[ And if ever there was something she was never afraid to admit to being in love with, it was that.
Her smile disappears with a gasp, only because he's shocking her with his sudden boldness. Her heart hammers faster. He's so warm. Is he brimming with desire while tucked away in the garage, just like she is here in his arms? She doesn't manage another word, just a squeak as he nears. Another squeak follows when his mouth presses against hers, then one second, two, and she melts against him. Yes. A detour would be good. Just a small one.
Her hands slide to his shoulders to grasp him there as she deepens the kiss, easing her tongue past his lips. He's sweet. Butterscotch lingers on his tongue. She missed this. Missed him. He was no longer trapped in her memories, and now, she could make more with him.
For granting her this? He could detour her for as long as he wanted, now and in the future. ]
<3 it's no big deal but sure! that's what i get splitting my focus between 3 diff things at once :x
Aside from the heat rising in his chest, it brings about feelings inside him. Good and warm feelings that flutters inside. Even though it hasn't been long since they last kissed back in the stairwell, this... feels different, somehow. Though he likes the kiss back then and thought it warm, this feels nicer and warmer.
Hence why he keeps their lips sealed together for a long time, longer than their longest kiss. The dance between their tongues continues, both savoring the taste lingering in their mouths... Alas, Monika is a human. Much he likes to keep the kiss going longer, she needs to breath, and if she ever shows sign that she's lacking air, Soundwave pulls out. A soft sigh escapes him as he leans his head back, leaving the trail of saliva stretched between them, half-lidded crimson eyes staring back at Monika.]
You tasted sweeter than I last remember.
[No doubt thanks to the butterscotch and drink. It makes him want to go back to her lips and tongue for another taste, but he stops himself and goes to kiss her on the lips instead since Monika likely needs a breather or two.
Then, he rests his forehead on hers while he pants lightly, eyes closed, hugging her tighter.]
I'll let you decide when you want us to continue the maze. [But before that, he actually does have another request.] Before that, can I.... Can I listen to your heartbeat? Like... how we did before.
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Thankfully, he's looking out for her, eventually pulling away before she can completely starve herself of oxygen. It was getting pretty dicey there, the heavy breaths shooting in and out of her nose not nearly enough to keep her from getting dizzy. Or maybe that was just him? The effect he always seems to have on her?
When they've parted, she licks her lips, breaking the thin trail that connects them, savoring her last morsel. ]
Ahaha. Funny. I was going to say the same thing to you.
[ Another kiss, then it's another moment of sweet respite, safe and warm in his arms. She shifts her hands to his back, stroking lightly, sneaking a few soft pecks whenever she can't stop herself. ]
The maze isn't going anywhere, okay? You're more important.
[ Flowers are such fleeting things. Her time with him may be, too. Of things that may be around for a short time, she'd rather have him. ]
Of course. [ At last, she tears herself away, just a little, then moves them over to the bench, never letting go as they sink down together. ]
You'd better get comfortable. I may not let you move for a while, you know~
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Fine by me.
[He murmurs. He'll be fine with them just staying together like this for hours, or even the entire day. Just the two of them together. The rest of the world shut off and not matter one bit.
Unfortunately, time is potentially short for them. Knowing that he could disappear, but not knowing when? They might as well make the best of their time together before the resort suddenly tears him away from Monika's embrace again. But for now, they can just rest easy in each other's embrace.
A small peck to her cheek before he dips his head down to her chest and presses his ear against her chest.
Soft as always, he likes them as much as he'd deny how much he likes them, but it isn't his primary focus right now. His arms even choose to wrap around her waist in a loose hug and shifts a little to get himself comfortable on the bench, nuzzling against Monika, listening to the beats of her heart.]
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[ An improvement! Totally.
But she means it well. She saves all of her dumbest nicknames for those she cares about the most. Nicknames are their own kind of affection. A sign that someone's name is so buried deep into her mind, just the one isn't enough. She has to have more than one way to show how much having that gift of a connection means to her.
Just as her heart had when they first did this, something that feels like millennia ago, it's beating wildly, especially whenever she imagines what he must be hearing. Is it too much? Too loud? But seeing him this way, quiet and content...gradually, it slows. She can allow herself to feel something like peace with him there. Loneliness wouldn't dare try to sneak in.
As one arm cradles him, she brushes through his hair with the other, petting him like he's been doing to her. Maybe there's something to it, all this petting. ]
What do you like about human heartbeats...?
[ About hers, she's really asking. ]
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[Soundypoo is new, but it isn't any better than Waveypoo. For reasons, he doesn't sound half as annoyed the previous times she used a nickname on him. He's gotten used to it? So relaxed in her cradle that he doesn't mind it?
Her heartbeat bangs into his ear like drum being rapidly strike down right next to his ears. She's agitated, yet it is the most relaxing sounds he's ever heard in a while. And it grows more relaxed as her beat slows down to what he presumes must be normal for humans. His shoulders droop, eyes close shut, as he nestles peacefully on her chest, unknowingly letting out a soft purr as he's being petted. He has pet his friends' head before, including Monika, but he's never been the one who had his head pet.
It's new. It's... nice. My, it even brings a subconscious small smile on him, unbeknown to himself. With Monika, he finds himself able to be vulnerable without worries. Strange, it's only been a week since they first met- at least in his perspective -and already she grew on him despite the annoyance she also brings in.]
It sounds... calming. Listening to your- [A slip.] -human heartbeats, they are warming and relaxing that I... could perhaps fall asleep listening to them.
[His eyes crack open and he shifts his head up a little to meet with her eyes.]
I... like it. [A pause, as his gaze then bashfully shifts away from her, cheeks peppering hot pink.] I... hope that did not sound weird.
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Would he look like this as his actual self, she wonders? Not that this would be nearly as easy to hold him, considering his head alone could probably crush her thighs, but it'd be worth a shot. If he had a face--because she's still under the impression that there's not much of one hidden away, if there is one at all--would he look so pleased as this? Would she be getting the rare treat of seeing him actually smile?
So many millions of years he's existed, and he's surely telling the truth. He's not used to affection at all. She frowns briefly at the thought, gently stroking other parts of his face. Anything to bring out more of that smile. ]
That makes two of us, then. It's the best sound to fall asleep to.
[ The slip is smoothed over in her mind, since she's going to choose to believe he used "your" in a general sense. Nothing nearly as personal as referring to only her! ]
C'mon, though. Don't wimp out on me! [ She returns his smile, tilting his head back towards her. ] Always say what you mean like you mean it with all your heart, even if you feel like you don't. Then you can say the weirdest things and no one will ever question you!
[ Her smile widens into a grin as she tickles under his chin. ] Or maybe I'll keep wondering how little ol' me can keep making someone like you blush?
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I do say what I mean like I mean it. [He's blunt, after all! Remember all those times he criticized her? But--] Just... never on matter such as this.
[Something that is so intimate, sweet, and warmth. It's embarrassing. He's not used to speak his feelings out on those because he's not all that used to receive all this lovely affections.]
Shut up, though. I am not blushing.
[Ah, there's that petulant tsun response. Said with a clear blush on his cheeks. She can keep wondering how she of all people keep making him blush, because he doesn't know the answer to that, either.]
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So, it's like I said! You need to always do it. Don't leave doubts when it comes to something as important as feelings!
[ The irony... ]
Besides. I wanna hear everything you have to say with your full Soundwave-y intensity, no matter what, since I'm so special~ [ MORE IRONY... ] Especially if it makes you blush, because then you're extra cute~
[ She pauses her petting to lean back and snatch up a flower off a nearby bush, a soft, delicate blue. Then, just as one should when they want to be extremely friendly, she slides it into his hair. ]
There we go! The flower I owed you. [ She peers over her shoulder, glancing at a helpful plaque. ] A hydrangea, apparently? So pretty!
[ She boops his nose. ] A pretty blue flower, just like you!
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St- stop that, idiot... Monika.
[He's stuck between wanting to stay on her chest and moving away from those teasing fingers. Oh, what torture he's experiencing. Maybe one day he can speak of his feelings in his own ways, with words rather than action, but that day wouldn't be today. Fortunately her fingers stop and Soundwave breathes out a sigh of relieve, but mild surprise flits over his face when he feels something slide behind the avatar's ear. Ah, she promised him a flower earlier.]
I am not a flower. [Pout pout.] But... thank you. It's... beautiful.
[He'll keep there for the rest of the day. Maybe if he has a mirror, he'll think he looks pretty? Hah, no way he'll actually think that.
Satisfied with resting on her chest, and honestly he's in danger of actually falling asleep if not for Monika's teases keeping him awake, Soundwave pushes himself away from her chest. However, he suddenly presses his cheek against hers and starts to nuzzle, even if doing so makes his cheeks flushed redder. She wanted some of that Soundwave-y intensity? There, she'll get it in a form of some intense cheek nuzzling before pulling away for good.]
I think I've rested enough. Shall we get going?
[He reaches for her hand but stops short of grabbing her, before changing his mind and links his arm with hers instead. This feels nicer, and what a friendly way to stay connected.]
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Yeah, yeah. I know. You're not a flower. [ Her eyes shut while she leans into the nuzzling, letting out purrs to match his earlier ones. ] You're a giant alien grump. How sad~
[ Her head turns enough to kiss his cheek softly while he pulls away, then she looks up at him as he stands, warm and happy, feelings that intensify when he brings them together in the sweetest of ways. He may suck at saying how he feels, but he's becoming one hell of an expert at showing it with his actions. She's proud of how good of a teacher she's been so far!
Ahh. What an amazing...friend. ]
Let's~ [ She grabs their food and leads them back to the maze proper. ] Shame on you, though, for not coming as your giant self! I could've sat on your shoulders so we could cheat our way through the maze!
[ Once a cheater at games, always a cheater at games. ]
What would you do if you were your normal size? Could you carry me in just your hand?
[ King Kong is quaking! ]
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All in all, Soundwave gives her a silent permission to take photos with him. ]
Shame on you for wanting to cheat.
[She gets a small bonk on the head for that. Take that!]
It's more fun figuring it out, wouldn't it? Besides, if I come as my giant self, I'd just fly out of the maze. With you sitting on my shoulders, of course..
[Okay, maybe he isn't above cheating if he wanted to.]
I could do that. Carry you while you sit on my palm, or... perhaps I will let you sit on my shoulder instead. It might be more comfortable for you up there.
[And he'd probably want to use his hands for things instead of carrying a cute tiny... friend.]
Too bad for you. We will have to find the way out of the maze together without any cheats. Stuck together for how many hours here...
[Though he's not saying it like it's a terrible thing.]
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[ Sure, Jan. She pouts a little after her bonk. Such a grump... ]
I guess having someone like you around will make doing things the hard way a little better, though.
[ Wait. Did he just say--? Her head snaps in his direction. They fly now?! ]
Don't you think you could've told me you can fly by now?! We could've gone flying or something! Maybe even found a way out of this place together! [ Wishful thinking, she knows. But it's a fun thought. ] Well, probably not. But that'd be fun, imagining what it's like to be in an airplane...as long as you had a seat belt for me, ahaha. Some of us can't survive falling from the sky, you know. [ She peers around when they hit a fork, then decides to go right for them. He's welcome! ] Or from super high shoulders~
[ She spends a moment taking in all the new flowers around them, then her tone's shifted to something more wistful. ] I do kind of wish I'd met you in a place that's not here. Don't get me wrong, it's nicer than the alternative, but...I bet we could find so many other things to do for hours and hours. Even if it was just sitting at a beach, staring at the ocean, eventually watching the sunset.
[ For someone who loves to dream big, her actual wishes are very small. The tiniest wishes to do the simplest, smallest things. ]
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[He shrugs. Yup, he can fly. He can transform into a car, too. Two methods of transportation!]
Maybe if I have enough fuel for my rocket boosters, I... suppose I can take you out to a flight sometimes. And do not worry, I will catch you if you fall, you fragile little thing.
[Would definitely be nice to find a way out of here, but likewise Soundwave doubts it'll actually be that easy. His gaze turns to her when her tone changes. He can imagine that, the two just staring at the ocean, hands joined together, or her sitting on his lips, until the sun sets... A simple and small want. What a silly thought to come to mind, but... It'd be nice.]
I'd like that. ... The only annoying part is getting sand inside my joints. I suppose it wouldn't be a problem with this holoavatar, but I... bet you'd want to be with my real self instead.
[After all, she had repeatedly told him how much she wanted to be with the real him back during the time they connected together for the first time on her bed. It still lingers on his mind that she'd prefer the real him, but sometimes this form does allow him to do somethings that aren't possible with his real self, like eating this chocolate muffin (which he'll also share with Monika). And kisses... Lots of kisses, apparently.
Eventually, they'll reach their first dead end. But it isn't all bad, as there awaits a treasure chest.]
That must be one of the prizes. It doesn't look like anyone has opened it.
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blanket cw for extreme kinks
rip soundy
he'll be fiiiine
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cw: self harm >>
there's something wrong with these two idk what
it's ok i accept my shame
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cw: suicidal ideation
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