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TDM 04





【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made on our brand new beachfront for new guests. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We apologize for any inconvenience. Affected guests may convene with the nearest lifeguard or reception for a complimentary swimsuit, at their earliest convenience.

Please remember that beach-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking dress code may be escorted off the beach until they return in proper swimwear. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a beachy keen experience. 】




BEACHFRONT PROPERTY
A BRAND NEW DEVELOPMENT












As the resort moves into what it claims is summer, the days grow longer. The sun is projected well into the evening, the heat of its warmth dialed up to a level some guests complain is unreasonable. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – half the Cloud Dwelling Gardens have been transformed into a sparkling beach of white sands and blue waves, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with wide hats and stylish sarongs. Upbeat music fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the beach has been reserved for a collection of bungalows. These cute pastel homes open straight onto the sand, and are comparable in size and amenity to a rank 7 or 8 suite. All screens within these bungalows are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock, a classic TV series about blue-footed boobys running in slow-motion across the beach. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — there’s no better summer programming than this!
IT’S FREE REAL ESTATE▷ Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals are being checked in to all this wondrous new property that’s just opened up. The catch? Why, characters are stuffed up to 4 in a room, of course. Don’t worry, that’s what the bunk beds are for!

▷ Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are a light and breezy linen, patterned with tropical flowers and colorful designs. Some of these robes are more sheer than others. Watch out that the gentle breeze on the beach doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

Existing characters are welcome to temporarily take up residence in any empty slots in these homes. The staff understand that sometimes you want to pretend to be a brand new guest again, all bright-eyed and ready for adventure. They can even lock you out of your real room for an extra bit of authenticity. No need to ask! It’s all taken care of already.
THOSE WHO POUND SAND▷ Several lifeguards have been newly hired to protect the beach and its visitors. These burly fellows and lasses all have three things in common: skimpy swimwear, rippling muscles, and seagull heads. They spend most of their time hanging out in groups, flexing and gossiping loudly. If characters approach them for their complimentary swimwear, they will provide whatever they’re currently wearing for them to use... by force, if necessary.

Characters who seem particularly vulnerable or are holding something particularly tasty may find themselves surrounded by these lifeguards out of nowhere. The seagulls are relentless, pushing and shoving and pulling hair until they get what they want. Hope you didn’t like your sand castle very much. Those on the lower end of the rank scale will suffer the worst harassment, and they may even go out of their way to harass wildcards, 2s, and 3s just for the heck of it.

▷ Being new hires and fairly low on the resort staff hierarchy, these troublemakers can be easily chased off by someone of a high enough rank, or an assertive enough presence to pass as one. T-they’re not scared! They just remembered they have a mandatory group cawing session to get to! Buzz off!

FUN IN THE SUN
DON'T FORGET TO OIL UP












What’s a beach without fun and games? Dreadfully boring! That’s why all of the beach classics have been expertly set up by staff, including strip volleyball nets, giant boob-shaped beach balls, and plenty of floaties for use in the shallower areas of the temporary ocean. A row of parasols with paired lounge chairs underneath them are placed in some prime viewing areas for festivities. Any time you get thirsty, there’s always a cooler full of canned drinks conveniently nearby, courtesy of Cock-a-Doodle-Doo’s. Sometimes you can hear the staff whispering to each other, “What if it’s too perfect? We won’t be able to deal with the ratings dip once the beach ends!”

Seashells have been arbitrarily scattered along the shoreline, coming in both natural shapes and ones a little more... erotic. The sexiest ones of all are conch shells that let you hear the moans of another guest when held up to your ear; supposedly, if you hook up with the person on the other end of the shell, you’ll be extra lucky in the casino for the rest of the summer. All in all, it’s a carefully tailored creation that can be called nothing short of paradise.
THE BEACH BUNNY BARBECUE BONANZA▷ This booth constantly has smoke billowing out the top and is manned during the entire day by one man – Steve, formerly from reception. It seems this is his punishment duty for be-bathrooming all of the arrivals, last time. Those willing to lend Steve a sympathetic ear will be entreated to bring him water, since the sweltering heat of the booth dries him out like nobody’s business. No matter how characters try to help him, though, a tragedy always occurs and the water always ends up spilled across the sand. That curse really is something, huh?

▷ The signature item at this cookout are the Flamin’ Hop Skewers. Made due to the current overpopulation in the Conservatory, these spicy-sweet — emphasis on the spicy — glazed skewers temporarily grant those who consume them the soul of a rabbit, including their insatiable desire to mate. Any rabbits that resort-goers have formed an attachment with have not been culled, so don’t worry about your precious buns!

▷ The booth also boasts several other exotic meats and vegetables that are considerably safer to eat, for guests who find themselves unable to overcome their attachment. Some of these skewers also feature fruits, including the hybrid ones from the previous gardening collab with the Dizzy Pigeon. Characters are free to revisit any of the Orchard prompts under the Smoky Nectar section of our PREVIOUS TDM.
A SHOW OF STRENGTH▷ When the projected sun is at its highest, staff members will start bringing out tarps and watermelons, fresh from the gardens. What’s that, you ask? Oh, of course these were donated willingly! What a strange question!

▷ The goal is to smash the watermelon the staff give you until the succulent red fruit inside is splattered all across the tarp, perfect for falling comically into or... eating, if you’re into that. The rules are that you must use your buttocks to do so, and you only get two tries. Successfully cracking open the watermelon on the first try will earn characters a large payout, and if it’s on the second try, a medium payout.

▷ Failing to bust a watermelon at all won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow! In order to keep their watermelon supplies steady for the duration of the beach festivities, the staff do ask that guests attempt this no more than once per day.
DAYDREAM PARASOLS▷ Every umbrella set up on the sands has two lounge chairs set up underneath it, with a shared table between them. The chairs are padded and oh-so-comfy — sitting in them for too long while another person is present will result in both characters falling into a deep sleep.

▷ While asleep, characters will discover they’re sharing a dream with their umbrella-mate. The dream is always set on the same beach as the waking world, but there are floating clouds and sparkles in a range of pastel colors. Other beachgoers are faceless, if not entirely absent. It’s just the two of you.

▷ Anything the characters think of can drift in and out of the dreamscape, including but not limited to items from home, scary monsters to dramatically rescue your partner from, and strange abilities to fly or float through the air. However, characters will also be at full suit activation in the dream. Once both characters orgasm or they naturally wake up from their naps, they’ll find things are entirely back to normal, as much as they ever are in the resort.

NOTES
▶ All new arrivals have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort. The staff will strongly insist on characters picking out "summery" attire with it, though.

▶ Existing characters may be booted into the bungalows or locked out of their room against their will. We leave it up to player discretion if this happens and the degree to which they're removed from their normal suite.

▶ For the Daydream Parasols, wildcards may be afflicted by whichever suit their player prefers for the duration of the dream. This will have no bearing on their suit selection when applying, and suit effects should not manifest once back in the waking world. It's just a dream, after all!

▶ The dreamscape has no explicit time limit, so feel free to make them as long or as short as desired. Dreams should also be sexy first and foremost. While you can include your mom dying in the background if you'd like, you have to be horny about it too.




TWINKLING CURRENTS
THE PARTY NEVER STOPS












As the sun sets in a cascade of colors over the water, lamps are lit and floating lights surface from the depths. Stars twinkle in the sky, and Steve is finally released from his smoky shackles. Though the daytime amenities have gone to sleep, the night promises its own set of beachy wonders sure to please even the most distinguished of vacationers.

Flyers posted in the lobby and in the hallways promise of a bar ran by the most enchanting mermaids you could ever want to fuck, as well as a fireworks show in every color, including ones you’ve never heard of. With the seagulls gone to bed, peace settles across the sands, tinted blue, yellow, and pink from the myriad of lights. For those seeking a more subdued, romantic air — this is the beach for you.
SWIM UP TO THE BAR▷ While the advertisements promised mermaids, they were careful not to include any photos or illustrations. Wading out into the sea to the floating bar quickly illustrates why: these merfolk are fish on top, not the bottom! If asked about this configuration or accused of being unsexy, they’ll lift their elegant legs out of the water and exclaim, “How else would you be able to fuck us if not for these!” Though a few guests seem unsatisfied by this clarification, there are no complaints about the drinks themselves.

HOLDING ON TO SUMMER. This cocktail brings seaberry-gin, limoncello, white crème de cacao, and freshly squeezed lemon juice over pebbled ice, wrapping you in decadent flavors accenting the season. Drinking this cocktail can cause you to be overcome with the desire to lean back and sink into the ocean itself, but fret not! It also grants you the wonderful ability to breathe underwater, no gills required! And it’s topped with a yummy little ball of white chocolate.

MANGO STAR. A delightfully bright drink in a highball glass, the combination of elderflower rose syrup and seaberry-gin floats a summery pink over the orange mixture of mango juice, lime juice and honey syrup on the bottom. On top are two cute little stars cut out of mango, accented with mint leaves. Guests who drink this cocktail report some confusion in the identity of other guests, as just one drink is enough to shift perception of others. Other characters may appear to be different guests of the resort, or familiar faces from home.

SEABERRY FLORADORA. This is a vibrant cocktail made of seaberry-gin, ginger beer, lime juice and raspberry syrup, highlighted by floral ice cubes and edible flowers. Despite its bright pink color indicating a level of cheerfulness for the summer, this flavorful cocktail causes guests to be quickly overwhelmed with a sense of loneliness. The longer this sensation goes on, the more guests will try to seek out company to aid in the ache, even if it means appearing quite desperate in the process. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

BLACKBERRY ROSEMARY GIMLET. Blackberries, rosemary sprigs, simple syrup, and a combination of seaberry-gin and lime juice make this aromatic cocktail. It’s double strained over ice and garnished with a blackberry on a pick, giving it a regal appearance. Drinking this cocktail causes obsessive and possessive behavior, however — sometimes to extreme levels. Should your partner choose this cocktail to drink, you may not want to mention anything that could make them jealous. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

JUST SOME SEAWATER? Questioning the mermaids and mermen on how they came to be the way that they are will result in them offering you an item off the sea-cret menu. Taking a glass from the bar, they dip it into the ocean and offer it right over to you. Drinking the seawater does, in fact, turn you into a very sexy reverse merman or mermaid. This occurs whether or not you drink it from the glass or take in a gulp while swimming, so watch out!
ACROSS THE NIGHT SKY▷ Where else could you get a perfect view of the stars? Despite the sea of lights below, the artificial nature of the skies in the resort means that all guests get an unrivaled view of the galaxy. Which galaxy? Why, any of them — characters will see a shifting range of constellations from night to night, including ones they don’t recognize, ones shaped a bit like something you might find in Love Dove, and ones that are identical to those from their home. Happy gazing!

A fireworks show is held every night, from 10PM until 1AM. The noises are just loud enough to block out a whispered confession timed correctly, but aren’t quite enough to inhibit conversation. Most of the fireworks are from a design series known as Matteo’s Masterpieces, and range from the standard burst to abstract shapes to... well, you know. Unlike the sloppy doodles found in the margins of books while Swan Lake was decaying, all of the boobs and dicks blasted across the sky are very well rendered. For fireworks.

SANDY SCAVENGING
A GAME OF BEACHES












It wouldn't be the Golden Peacock without a game for guests to play! All guests that wander into the beach area may find themselves receiving one of two Watch messages. Some very special guests may even receive both challenges — or continuously receive a new challenge when the last 24 hours is up. The resort just wants you to have the most fun possible!
SCAVENGER HUNT: EASY MODE (SFW)Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our EASY MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Great Tit! Dessert Vouchers and a large payout.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down and then publicly spanked by a SEAGULL LIFEGUARD.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

  • 1. Collect one unfinished drink.

  • 2. Collect two kisses.

  • 3. Collect three pairs of sunglasses.

  • 4. Collect four sets of sandals.

  • 5. Collect five feathers from a lifeguard.

  • SCAVENGER HUNT: HARD MODE (NSFW)Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our HARD MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Naked Yolk Kink Vouchers and an extra-large payout. Winners will also be given a limited edition WINNER pin. Any guests wearing a WINNER pin will be treated as kings and queens of the beach, and be permitted to command any other guests as they see fit.

    Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down, stripped, and then strapped into the fuck pillory by our SEAGULL LIFEGUARDS. Losers will be free game for other guests to use for their pleasure.

    Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

  • 1. Collect one cup of cum.

  • 2. Collect two bite marks.

  • 3. Collect three pubic hairs.

  • 4. Collect four nudes (nude images).

  • 5. Collect five bathing suit bottoms.


  • NOTES
    ▶ All effects from the swim-up bar last around 2-3 hours, but may be extended by having another drink.




    INTO THE DEPTHS
    IT'S HIGH TIDE WE GET OUT OF HERE












    Though the beach experience is perfect on the surface, things are less elegant behind the scenes. Wave-making machines pulse and rattle down below, shaking the ceiling of the basement suites. Water leaks from pipes, streaking across walls and pooling on the uneven floors. The maintenance levels are abuzz with staff setting out buckets and pans, shooing lost guests away with a heightened level of urgency. Someone got a little too enthusiastic with mopping, they claim. Nothing to worry about at all!

    Even the ocean itself isn’t without its issues. Despite appearing as a boundless expanse from the shore, the walls of the Golden Peacock are a very real factor. To avoid any undue damage to the screens that comprise the sky, the sea stops abruptly before it reaches them, cascading into a waterfall all the way down to the depths of the resort. Gentle currents become swirling vortexes and choppy waves, sure to pull down any guests that aren’t careful about where they swim. A few gull-guards patrol the line of buoys that mark the end of the safe swimming area, but the primary line of defense the resort relies on is the utter disinterest most of its guests have.
    TUMBLING DOWN▷ Characters who stray past the line of buoys out in the far sea will find themselves caught in a riptide that sucks them straight over the edge of the water. This applies both to characters swimming, or characters in some sort of vessel, such as a small rowboat borrowed from the staff.

    ▷ Feel free to make up any sort of vehicle rentals in general, as long as they’re reasonable in size — they should be able to accommodate 1-2 characters at most. A waverider would be okay, but a yacht would not.

    ▷ While falling down the waterfall, characters will temporarily black out before hitting anything solid. They will resurface anywhere there is standing water, whether that be a flooded hallway, in the Crane’s Respite, or even in someone’s open toilet bowl. There are no limitations on where in the resort the resurfacing can happen; even the bathrooms at Roost aren’t safe from this teleportation.
    A RISING FLOOD▷ Drainage is a difficult aspect to manage. Though the majority of the seawater is recycled to maintain the ocean above, enough of it is siphoned off for deeper filtration that the resort’s plumbing systems simply can’t handle the volume. Leaks are happening on all floors below ground, increasing in depth the further down into the basement characters go.

    ▷ Characters living in the rank 2, 3, and 4 suites may notice that in addition to having leaks in the hallway, their own rooms are also flooding. This can range anywhere from a constant, unpleasantly damp floor, to having an entire cascade of water blow them and any other unsuspecting guests down several hallways the moment their door is opened. Life vests are recommended.

    ▷ The flooding will intensify as the event goes on, culminating in some of the maintenance levels being entirely underwater towards the end of the event. Once the event is over, the flooding will recede within about a day, leaving only a few water stains here and there as evidence of their presence.

    NOTES
    ▶ Any amount of standing water is a valid target for a character’s resurfacing, even something as minor as a glass of water. For situations where a character would not actively fit into the source of their arrival, they will be violently flung out of it, knocking over or spilling it in the process if that’s possible.

    ▶ As always, players are free to control the level to which their individual characters are affected, and being flooded out of their space is not mandatory.




    OOC NOTES

    INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

    BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; aphrodisiacs; breeding urge; delusions; forced clotheswearing; hallucinations; harassment and bullying; jealousy; thalassophobia; transformation; unreality

    ▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your 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 June event. The beach will ICly be present from June 15th - June 30th.

    ▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

    ▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!

    ▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort! There are recent additions to the locations page as well, for those who have yet to see them!

    ▶ 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). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!

    ▶ 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.

    ▶ Don't forget your sunscreen! We'd hate for any chicken wings to come out burnt.

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    comfypillow: (pic#17250109)

    quincy | nu: carnival | new character, current player

    [personal profile] comfypillow 2024-06-18 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
    ① IT'S FREE REAL ESTATE
    cw: nudity, potential nsfw?
    [ Comfortable. Quincy sighs, tightening his arm over the large pillow pressed against his chest. It's a good firmness. Enough to crush against himself yet still keep its shape. Exuding a soothing warmth. Smells nice... he nuzzles his face into it, happy to continue sleeping.

    Naturally, things are not as he thinks. For one: what he is currently clutching tightly to himself is not a pillow. It's a person—a person he's sharing a very tight twin bunkbed with. For two: he is not back on the Klien continent enjoying a good nap. He's in some far-off random sex resort enjoying a good nap.

    For three: he is wearing a tight little gauzy robe that does nothing to cover him, from his muscular chest to his impressive ... ahem. Well. Let's just say that this robe, as short and sheer as it is, leaves nothing about the man's physique to the imagination.

    Will you wake this slumbering bear or continue to suffer through tight hold while using you as a body pillow? The choice is yours. ]


    ② A SHOW OF STRENGTH
    cw: a real thick ass
    [ A particularly eager staff member grabbed him by the arm as he was trying to pass by without notice. Difficult when you're 190cm and built like a brick house — which is precisely why he's dragged to the forefront of the watermelon crushing line and a particularly large melon thrust into his arms. You have to break it with your ass! another guest helpfully adds, and after a moment, Quincy sighs. This is a pain.

    It feels more troublesome to fight it. So, without another word (but a drawn sigh), he puts the watermelon on the floor squats his ass onto it. Which promptly bursts the watermelon into four clean halves, as if by magic. The people gasp. Other men tremble, their thighs splattered messily with watermelon juice. How can one man's ass possess such strength?

    Eager to leave, Quincy turns his eyes onto you, offering two pieces of the watermelon he had just crushed in one move with his ass. ]


    Take it. [ ... ] Eat.


    ③ SWIM UP TO THE BAR
    cw: possessive/obsessive behavior, potential nsfw or weird aggressive cuddling
    [ It's difficult to avoid the crowds. After noting that most of the guests are buddling around bonfires or off playing games on the shore, Quincy heads into the water, considering taking a leaf out of the book of otters and floating on his back while dozing. It would be quieter to sleep in the ocean than to return to the bungalow he had woken up in.

    The bar is blessedly quiet when he swims up to it. The merlocks parting their legs and showing off their human anatomy while batting their fish eyes do not phase him; he simply points to a drink off the menu to quench his thirst. Blackberry sounds good enough, and a little bit of alcohol will be perfect to sleep off after he finds some rock to sprawl out on.

    It's a fine enough drink. But, when he turns, intending to huddle up somewhere isolated—he stops. Red eyes dig into the first person he sees—you—and he sits right back down. ]


    You... what's your name?


    ④ A GAME OF BEACHES: HARD MODE
    cw: hopefully lots of slutty nsfw
    [ He hadn't paid much attention to the watch on his wrist before now. When it beeps, he looks at it and reads the message. A placid expression slowly turns to exhaustion as he sighs, feeling a headache building between his temples. This—is really troublesome. He wants nothing to do with it at all. He would be happy to throw this particular task aside without a thought if not for the note about the loser penalty. That's enough to make him pause, trying to weigh the least troublesome option between the two.

    .... .. ... it's the pillory, isn't it. Hunting down other people to "collect" each of these items is simply too much of a headache. Which is why, preemptively, Quincy heads over to the set up for losers and strips off his shirt. He leans against the pillory, waiting, eyes slitted in a vague doze as he waits for some seagull lifeguard to come by and lock him inside. They don't seem so uncomfortable, actually.

    As it happens, it's also a meeting location for people looking to "collect" for the hunt meet and mingle for the sake of finding partners. If he looks as if he's staring intently at you with smoldering eyes... well. He kind of is. He's spacing out looking directly at you with fake sunlight directly in his line of vision, so it could certainly look passionate. ]


    ⑤ TUMBLING DOWN
    cw: drowning risk
    [ He's sitting on a fake rock somewhere far out on the water, trying to figure out what he's going to do with himself in this place, when he spies the bob of a figure going beyond the buoys. At first he doesn't think much of it, but continues watching with vague concern. There are walls in this man-made place, and the sound of something like waterfall...

    When it realizes that whoever's out there has been caught in a riptide, he moves. He dives into the water and swims close, reaching out an arm for the wayward soul tumbling in the water. They're both caught now, but Quincy is not concerned about himself; he's strong and fully confident in his ability to weather the elements. ]


    Hold onto me. [ a strong command as he meets the eyes of his unfortunate little fish. they're too close to the edge now. even someone as strong as himself won't be able to rip them free of the tide and tumble. ] We're going over.


    ( Existing player, trying a new character! Very much voice-testing so please be gentle with me. Open to gen and smut. He's from a BL visual novel but I am an equal opportunity employer, so both m/m and m/f welcome. 16+ for smut, any for gen. Please note that Quincy is 32 physically but has lived for Many Moons beyond that. No formal kinklist right now but usual nos apply: scat/vomit/necro. Thank you! )
    massochism: (olivine185)

    excuse me hello while I just be horny on main with a 3 thank u

    [personal profile] massochism 2024-06-18 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
    [Quincy could be forgiven for not seeing who he was talking to immediately. it's dark enough that he could have taken it off, but Olivine is still wearing his sunhat while he sits at the bar, blissfully unaware of the familiar form drawing up to it because he's... reading a book. it's called The Hidden Affairs of the Church, when someone speaks and he closes it—quite abruptly, in fact, because how could he mistake that voice????

    wide eyes peer up at Quincy, as if trying to evaluate his corporeality.]


    Quincy? When did you get here??

    [!!!! he hadn't even felt him getting close... maybe the book was just too engrossing. anyway, that doesn't matter, because he's pushing himself to his feet, the chair tipping over unceremoniously as he does. it lands on the foot of a seagull lifeguard, his indignant squawking completely unnoticed by the priest.]
    comfypillow: (pic#17250105)

    yes I will allow it

    [personal profile] comfypillow 2024-06-19 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ The spill and squawking gull do not go unnoticed by the hulking forest guardian, but he doesn’t care to pay them attention. The priest—when he turns his head, it’s as though the halo of his god brightens his silhouette, making him especially dazzling. Quincy blinks, as if trying to clear dust from his eyes, but Olivine is no less ethereal in a way that makes him … want to capture that light. To cup it in his hands like a little bird, not allowing anyone but himself to see it. ]

    Today.

    [ Olivine stands so Quincy stands. The guardian’s brow is furrowed, a question and confusion etched into the fine lines at the corners of his eyes. One might expect: perhaps poor Quincy is out of sorts swept away from the wood territory. That would be perfectly normal.

    In actuality, he’s seriously considering kidnapping the priest so he doesn’t have to share him with anyone else. An urge that doesn’t pass as the seconds tick by. ]


    You didn’t?
    massochism: (olivine177)

    [personal profile] massochism 2024-06-20 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
    [He hadn't realised his much he'd gotten used to that quiet, abbreviated speech, let alone how he'd missed it. It shouldn't be so relieving, given what this place is and all, but... well, that's just Olivine, too.]

    Ah... no.

    [reading Quincy has always taken a little extra effort, but he's happy to put that in every time. There's a lot to be confused by here, and it would be easy to assume that.

    Olivine mostly does, really. There's some part of him that thinks something deeper is happening... but of course, even if he were sure, even if he knew the taller man was thinking of kidnapping him to keep, he wouldn't really balk.

    Delicate fingers move up to rest on Quincy's arm, warm and real. At least that question suggests the world isn't ending with their absence, too... that's a relief to know for certain.]


    I've been here... almost seven months now, I think. [a laugh.] I'm sorry to say it's probably as troublesome as you expect.

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    [personal profile] expereiment 2024-06-18 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
    [no......... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..................

    okay, to be fair, having quincy here is the lesser of his worries. in fact, rei's probably (definitely) more annoying to quincy than quincy is to rei. but the issue with seeing quincy is that the shitty pain in the ass fox is usually not too far behind. rei squints around, trying to find him, trying to sense his essence. so far, though, all seems distinctly fox-free... good...

    well, while he's here, he might as well get some amusement at watching the giant try to crush the watermelon with his fucking ass, lmao. if he takes some pics of it with his watch, it'll be his little secret. of course, quincy breaks it with ease, and - hands him a chunk? two chunks? he can't eat all this.

    his expression falls into one of familiar annoyance.]


    You've been here for less than a day and you're already nagging me to eat?

    [he takes one chunk. he's learned that the giant can be quite stubborn when he wants to be, after all.]

    Oi, the fox isn't with you, right?
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    [personal profile] comfypillow 2024-06-19 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Honestly, fair. At least there is indeed no sign of that old fox, just a bunch of quivering muscle men still gasping at the flawless ass technique used to split that watermelon into four even chunks.

    Quincy remains holding out the second large chunk of watermelon, staring at the researcher with flat expectation. He only took one. There are two to take. Eat them both. ]


    No. [ the forest guardian reaches out his hand slightly more, encouraging Rei to take it. and eat it. he is watching. so, yes, that’s the answer to his earlier quip. ] Where’s the owl?
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    [personal profile] expereiment 2024-06-20 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
    Good. This place is enough of a headache as it is.

    [an exaggerated sigh when quincy persists. who's being the troublesome one now? rei begrudgingly takes both, biting into the first quarter of watermelon since quincy is staring at him expectantly. damn this giant and the weird things he gets stubborn about. olivine has been making sure rei is on a regular eating schedule now, thank you very much...]

    Probably the same place where your little friend is. [he wipes his mouth of juice with his sleeve, since his hands are currently occupied.] I'm working to get him back, though.

    [another bite. god, you asshole.] If this watermelon ends up having some kind of weird aphro in it, you're going to be the one to fix it. [he wouldn't put it past this place to do that, after all.]

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    [personal profile] bountyfull 2024-06-18 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Vash has made a very valiant effort at ignoring the weird, disturbing display of the reverse mermaids while nursing his own drink— seaberry something. He's never really been one to drink a mixed drink like this, often choosing just straight up liquor when he wants to try to get drunk. It has him a little bit in his own feelings, which might be why he barely pays Quincy any mind when he shows up, gets a drink, and moves to leave.

    Until he doesn't.
    ]

    Huh? [ Vash blinks behind the sunglasses he's acquired, turning to face Quincy with an expression that's mostly hidden, despite the way his brows rise up into his messy hairline. ]

    It's Vash. [ He manages one of those practiced smiles, but finds he appreciates the new company. He extends his prosthetic hand in greeting. ] Yours?
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    [personal profile] comfypillow 2024-06-20 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
    [ The reverse mermaids are a little upset that the two guests at their bar are paying them no attention. One huffs, turning around and bending to show off its ass with some naked butt twerking. Bounce bounce bounce.

    Despite merlock undulations, Quincy’s attention is rapt on the other man—this Vash. Drawn like a moth to moonlight, this person has somehow stirred possessive wants that he had thought dulled with the weathering tide of age. For a long-lived and taboo entity, where the closest he can come is living near the tribe he cares for to help when they need it, it’s a strange feeling.

    He quietly looks down at the offered hand. ]




    [ Slowly and gently, the forest guardian reaches to clasp Vash’s hand. Only, he doesn’t shake it—he tugs it, to draw Vash in against himself for a proper embrace. Not strangling but firm.

    This feels more right. Those mermaids can’t really see him this way, which eases some of the discomfort muddling beneath his chest. ]


    Quincy.
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    [personal profile] snakelace 2024-06-18 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ He’s sitting nearby, wistfully gazing up at the stars when Quincy approaches.

    Right, this is hardly the first time some tall, intimidating stranger approaches him out of the blue. What’s concerning, really, is how…tired he looks.

    Baizhu has to tamp down his worry and offer him a friendly smile. ]


    It’s Baizhu. Would you mind telling me yours?
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    [ The hulking forest guardian tilts his head and watches the other man. Green… the color of his hair, even under starlight, reminds him of the wood territory. Maybe that’s why there’s a strange urge brewing. ]

    Quincy.

    [ He responds after a slight pause. There’s a question in eyes above those impressive eyebags. A slight purse of his lips, as though he means to say something.

    In the end, he only sighs.

    Then, he gently picks Baizhu up and tosses him over his shoulder before striding off down the beach to find a more remote area. ]
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    [personal profile] snakelace 2024-06-20 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ …Yep, he’d sort of expected this, so he’s not even going to fight Quincy about it. ]

    Lovely to meet you, Quincy. I hope you’ll find someplace with a good view of the sky. I’d like to watch the fireworks later on.

    [ With him, naturally.

    But anyway, he’s just going to do his best to chill while slung over someone’s back because what else can he do, honestly. ]

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    ① IT'S FREE REAL ESTATE

    [personal profile] blastedass 2024-06-19 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
    [Falling asleep in the same bed he woke from in this stupid place is not the smartest thing to do, and yet, maybe it is. At least he's been in this room before. It's better than crashing in a place he has absolutely zero idea about. And he can lock the door, for whatever good that's worth. If anything, the bed's comfortable and Bakugo drifted (see: collapsed) to sleep instantly.

    What his dreams are, no one knows, but his sleep's summarily interrupted by something compressing against his back. Bakugo's eyes flutter open once or twice, disturbed in the morning, and he groggily looks down to find a head buried in his ches- ]


    THE FUCK?! [Adrenaline surges through his veins like a floodgate and he instantly jams both hands against the giant man's shoulders, quickly trying to shove him backwards to get some space between himself and those shitty tree trunks arms squeezing around his torso.] Who the fuck are you?! Get off me!!

    [Apparently the choice is: wake. Violently.]
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    [personal profile] comfypillow 2024-06-20 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
    [ This pillow is being too loud.

    Quincy’s expression crumples, irritation setting in his jaw as the pillow struggles against him. It’s comfortable and he doesn’t want to wake up. It’s too troublesome… a little more sleep is fine.

    He sits up abruptly when his pillow starts to curse. A man with dark eyebags and messy blond hair stares at the youth, without so much as a fluster. ]


    Stop yelling.

    [ A small stitch of consternation sits between his brows. Otherwise, he remains placid, looking around the room before turning tired eyes back onto the young man in his bed. ]

    Where is this?
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    [personal profile] blastedass 2024-06-20 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
    Urusei! Don't order me around!

    [He doesn't know which gets this giant up first, the curse, the yell, or the shove! But he's not completely disengaging himself either, so Bakugo's forced to keep his hands where they are or risk the guy glomping him again.

    Who the hell dumps another person in someone's bed?! Or if he climbed in last night, how the fuck did Bakugo not feel him?! This guy's arms are almost as thick as Endeavor's! The blonde glares at those eyebags and scruffy hair with death threats.]


    How the hell should I know?! I just got here yesterday! [He'd like to know the answer himself. A hotel is the best answer he got, with a bunch of mystery surrounding even that.] Who the fuck are you?

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    [personal profile] conspecifics 2024-06-19 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
    ( it had been an accident, ending up so far from shore. curiosity is meant for killing cats, not dogs. somehow, though, the innocent pool floatie he'd fallen asleep on had drifted and drifted, until the currents had grown so violent he was thrown from its air-filled embrace— right into a second, less pillowy one. were he not half-drowned, kirma might assume he's still dreaming.

    as things are, he does cling to quincy as instructed, nails digging in. the roiling waves are much closer to what he'd expect from an ocean... but that also means certain death, following that logic. terror certainly wakes a man fast. he's not sure where to look; ahead towards their doom makes him dizzy, and back up at his savior(?) is...

    ...

    maybe he's been at the resort too long.

    Anyway, )
    Are you— going to cover my fall?

    ( such generosity, for a stranger. somehow, as they teeter over the edge, it doesn't feel as though quincy alone will make for much of a cushion from this height. )
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    blows a kiss

    [personal profile] comfypillow 2024-06-20 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Waterlogged, blond hair sticks to Quincy’s forehead and cheeks. One arm remains fast against the yokai—those ears are like the yokai of the forest, so this assumption is immediate in the brief moments they have before they hit the edge of the sea. ]

    Yes, [ is his stalwart response before the tide rips them over, ] I’ll protect you.

    [ And then just like that, the water ushers them over the edge and tumbling down with the waterfall. As promised, Quincy uses his body to shield the wolf yokai from the majority of the battering on the way down. Which, as is the rule of Nu Carnival, batters his clothing to shreds.

    Which is why he’s fully naked when they both splash up into the bathing pool in the basement’s communal bathroom. ]




    [ Quincy looks around with dead eyes. This isn’t what he was expecting. ]

    What is this?
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    [personal profile] conspecifics 2024-06-25 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
    ( wow... if kirma wasn't about to be forcibly knocked unconscious, he'd be blushing. as things are, there's no chance to respond to such an assertation before the blackness overtakes him.

    resurfacing is still unpleasant: it's still wet, after all. his first instinct is to shake like a dog, sending droplets flying all over above the surface of the bath, making a few unfortunate bystanders recoil in displeasure. something about the principle of it, he hears them mutter, as they move away from the naked and the slightly-less-naked man that have suddenly appeared. there are worse bodies of water to end up in, but there are also certainly better. )


    It's the bath—

    ( this is the point where, looking over, he realizes that quincy has on even less clothing than before. his eyes go wide, but... you know. he's getting a little more used to that kind of jumpscare, here in the sex casino. )

    It seems you've been rewarded with decency for your efforts. ( sort of. there's towels and robes near enough, anyway. )

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    I. Quincy my love...

    [personal profile] armwriostle 2024-06-20 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
    [A bunk bed was not meant to fit two grown man of their sizes like this and how it's managing is probably because Quincy is plastered against his back and clinging to him like he's just their personal stuffed animal.

    Wriothesley is a pretty light sleeper in comparison and he's very aware of the large body pressed against him. He tries not to move too much, wanting to limit how much movement he does, but he also doesn't want to be stuck like this for a lot of reasons. He awkwardly tries to tap the man's arm by reaching around.
    ] Hey...
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    Hello ✨

    [personal profile] comfypillow 2024-06-22 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ The tap does not go unnoticed, even if the burly man gives no outward reaction of feeling it. He remains steadfast in his possessive pillow clutch. After a lengthy moment he sighs and rubs his face against the slope of the pillow (that’ll be poor Wriothesley’s shoulder), muted noise a rumble from deep in his broad chest. ]

    Topper… not now.

    [ His eyelashes tickle against Wriothesley’s skin as Quincy presses his face in. This pillow is quite firm. And smooth… rubbing his face against it feels good. Which is why he responds to that urge on instinct, rubbing his cheek and lips against it and relishing the sensation. ]

    Acorns in the top drawer. Have snacks.
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    [personal profile] armwriostle 2024-06-23 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
    [Sir, this is cute and all, but...]

    Hey. Uhm, I'm not Topper.

    [Wriothesley can't help but shiver, feeling the way the other rubs their face against his bare back. He was pretty sure he went to sleep with a shirt on, but nevermind, he should be used to waking up in questionable states of undress here at this point.

    His hand gently pats the arm around his waist. This guy is a pretty sound sleeper, aren't they?
    ]

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    [personal profile] emyoji 2024-06-21 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
    [ This time Seimei has wandered into a situation that isn't an intentional scheme or even the resort playing tricks. He's merely curious, deciding to rest in the beach home because it happened to be available and he felt like relaxing near the water. But he wasn't expecting someone else to end up sharing the bed (although he probably should have) or for them to latch into him like he was their assigned security blanket.

    The man is a lot larger than him, that's his first observation. Muscular and certainly physically blessed, the fox is easily caught by the arms around him. He squirms under their grasp, huffing a little at the irony of being snared by someone who is apparently deep asleep. Well, they're undoubtedly going to have a sad awakening. ]


    Hey there. You can hold on if you want to, but surely your lover will be disappointed?

    [ His companion must be dreaming of someone. Seimei tries to move enough to tap the sleeper on the head. ]

    Aren't you worried that you'll get eaten if you sleep like this?

    [ Sometimes you have to say certain truths to get attention. ]
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    [personal profile] comfypillow 2024-06-22 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
    Hmm…?

    [ The hulking forest guardian is loathe to stir, yet there’s someone talking at him. Little devil…? No, the voice isn’t right.

    That’s a realization that causes him to move in earnest despite being so comfortable. The muscular strap of his arm slides back as he shifts into sitting up somewhat, blinking wearily. Clearly what sleep he had managed to get hadn’t been enough with those dark circles under his eyes.

    He stares at the other man, somewhat on guard, but ultimately more perplexed than anything else. A large hand raises to rub his own rumpled blond hair as he blinks, digesting what the stranger had said before. ]


    You want to eat me?

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    [personal profile] mistcraft 2024-06-29 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ the slumbering bear is holding on just a little too tight for kuya's comfort, but it doesn't take him very long to realize who's doing it. it's why he can spend time with his eyes open, cautiously looking around to ensure that they're both safe. he frowns at the sight of the television program playing off to the side, mostly annoyed by it. but the idea of leaving quincy's arms.

    until like, he doesn't want to be anymore. ]


    Old friend...

    [ kuya taps the other man's arm. poke poke. ]

    ... you have plenty of time to sleep. Do I need to be rough with you?

    [ asking permission is basically a warning. it has nothing to do with "if". it's more about the "when". ]
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    im so late please forgive me yells (3)

    [personal profile] silicone 2024-06-29 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ look from behind he defintely looks like your average brunette as he tries to figure out what kind of drink he wants (or maybe he's just staring in disbelief at the reverse mermaids. knowing eiden, it is probably both. he can't help it.) so it kind of startles him when he hears the familiar voice, bringing his brow to furrow ever so slightly.

    so he'll turn his head and just.

    kind of jaw drop a bit. he blinks a few times because this seems totally fake and maybe he's eaten something else or drank something else that's made him go absolutely insane. still:
    ]

    ... Quincy? Quincy, you're here?

    [ bye he's already pushing off the bar and launching himself at him to actually feel if he's real!? ]