【 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 in our parking garage for all new arrivals. We aim to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience!
All are invited to There Is No Tomorrow, a Phoenix Casino soiree to celebrate our beloved guests. The festivities will begin at 1800 hours on January 20th and end at 1800 hours on January 27th. Please look forward to 168 hours of delight.
In an effort to raise happiness and encourage better guest relationships, attendance is required. The house will assist guests that are too shy to appear of their own accord. Please note that black tie attire is mandatory. As always, we hope you enjoy your stay! 】
PARKING GARAGE
ANY CAR IN A STORM
PHOENIX CASINO HALL
WELCOME TO THE NEXT 168 HOURS
Phoenix Casino is a-flutter with activity and packed to the beak with guests. As a famously ever-changing space, the staff would be remiss if they didn't deck the crown jewel of the Golden Peacock out. The casino glitters from top to bottom, shining brighter than diamonds, rubies, sapphires, opals! Party-goers are shiny and glamorous with picture perfect makeup, fluttering gowns, and sharp suits. Card tables are packed and the slot machines are a-ringing as guests play, play, play! Prizes, luxury, booze, attractive people, it's the place that everyone wants to be at.
Those people being dragged inside by some invisible force...? Silly, they were so excited to come that their bodies moved before they realized what was happening. Those are struggles of joy and definitely not the casino's infamous ghost hands dragging unwilling guests to the party at the behest of the house. Look, they're literally hurling their bodies at the card tables with unrestrained glee!
All clocks indicating day hours and night hours have been removed from the casino. Once a guest has entered, their Watch will jam, making it impossible to keep track of the time. You don't need to worry about that tonight.
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's January event.
▶ 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 would be interested in a game invitation, you can note that in your comment header. This month we also have an ongoing ATP / EMP where players can connect. Please feel free to utilize this for all of your peafowl needs!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, 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). 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.
[ Midnight feels Keita's fingers around his as they walk, picks up their joined hands for a kiss to the back of his hand before letting their handhold swing between them, sweet and easy. Midnight bends to Keita as soon as he senses that the conversation takes a private turn, eyes lidded and a small smile on his face. Greedy, indeed... Midnight wants a lot, too. It's a matter of fairness to accept the greed of others. ]
For my faithful reader, my clockwork artist, with the cleverest hands I've ever witnessed... Your designs are truly of paradise. I would be honored to be the focus of as many as you can bestow upon me.
[ And Midnight, true to his word, only pauses with Keita at the elevator and wherever he feels like he hasn't kissed Keita enough. With the kissing pauses, traveling does take a while, but they make it to the elevator. Eventually. He does play with the short hairs at the nape of Keita's neck as they wait for the elevators, though... It's a very pretty neck. Keita's a very pretty man. ]
[ With every kiss, every touch of Midnight's hand to the back of his neck, every reminder of their joined fingers swinging between their bodies, it becomes increasingly difficult for Keita to focus on the task of getting them first to an elevator, and then next to Keita's bedroom door. The golden filigree of branching futures ahead of them suggests a growing number of possibilities where Keita gives up on his self-control and hauls Midnight into the nearest nook or cranny to have his way with him—
But they've been apart for so long, and Keita may not be jealous with Midnight, but he is rather jealous about the expressions of adoration and pleasure he sees on Midnight's face when they're intimate. It's that thought which grants him the wherewithal to press the button for the seventh floor without interruption: that when he makes Midnight come, he would rather be the only one to see it.
Still, as soon as the doors slide closed behind them and the elevator carriage begins to move, Keita does turn to Midnight and pull him down with a firm hand at the nape of his neck, pressing their mouths together in a hot, hungry kiss. There's a touch of sharpness to it now, evidence of how barely-restrained Keita's desire must be.
His desire, and his affection. When they part, Keita settles onto his flat feet and looks up at Midnight to ask, ]
Did you know I was reading to you the entire time?
[ Midnight gestures to Keita's book, but after chasing his mouth down for another last kiss, he smiles. ]
It's not just an idea, though. How do I put this...? Do you ever have dreams that feel as though they've lasted months, years? When you wake up, they feel strange and distant, but if one closes their eyes and lets the memories flow back... Well, sometimes the images flow back so vividly, it's as though they actually happened, even if the details never come to mind.
[ Midnight holds Keita to his front, swaying from side to side. ]
I know you were reading to me. I enjoyed it... I didn't have much presence of mind to understand the passage of time, but perhaps that's a blessing. The moments without you feel intangible, nondescript, utterly without note. The only moments I remember are those with you in my lap.
[ Midnight laughs, rests his head on top of Keita's. ]
I remember that your voice was very warm. I remember that I wanted you to have some water and a little rest every now and then, but not so much that you forgot to visit. It's selfish, perhaps, but there it is.
[ Although it would be a stretch to describe the experience of being a statue as pleasant, Keita must admit that the way Midnight describes it doesn't sound wholly unpleasant either. Like dreaming for a long time, cognizant of certain moments of company... It's a relief to know that Midnight's time spent in stone on a plinth wasn't abject torture, at the very least. ]
I suppose it's for the best that you couldn't hear the content, [ Keita murmurs with a quiet laugh, his breath warm against the hollow of Midnight's collarbones where his face has come to rest. ] I tried my best to select romances that weren't wholly indecent, but there was only so much I could do.
[ Even the book he'd been holding when Midnight awoke contains a few scenes of particularly steamy intimacy. Keita tilts his head up to press his lips against Midnight's throat, his arms wrapping low around Midnight's bare back and pressing gently to skin. ]
Will you want a bath, first? [ For all that dust. ] I'll speak selfishly as well: I'm not inclined to leave your side for at least as long as you'll have me there.
Mmm... Well. I do remember how it felt to hear it.
[ Midnight takes the tip of Keita's ear between his teeth, giving it a playful, gentle nip, a tug. Sure, he couldn't say what the plot of any of those books were, but sometimes, it's about how the book makes one feel. Midnight can pinpoint, with great accuracy, how he felt. ]
Why would I want you to leave my side? Darling, you are welcome wherever I am.
[ Midnight kisses the nipmark at Keita's ear, then lowers his voice to a hush. His skins form gentle bumps under Keita's hands; he can feel himself slowly rouse. ]
Would you like me to prove it? I don't mind. I'll do whatever it takes to show you all the lovely spaces, all the room I've made for you...
[ The tug of his teeth at his ear makes Keita shiver instinctually, his fingers pressing more firmly against the flesh of Midnight's lower back. The body against his is warm, stirring, and calls up an answering warmth in Keita that begins in the space just below his lungs and spreads its way downward, sweet as hot honey. ]
Then there I'll be, [ he murmurs back, brushing a thumb over the forming goosebumps on Midnight's skin. Once again, Keita finds himself almost overwhelmed with how thoroughly he loves this man. ] I've spent so long making myself small—you make me want to fill all that room in your heart.
[ Tilting his head back, Keita offers Midnight a warm, adoring smile—though not without desire, evidenced by the dark cast of his eyes—and then leans up to press their mouths together in a searching kiss.
Behind them, the elevator dings to signal their arrival at the sevens floor, but Keita ignores it for a moment, until he's had his fill of the taste of Midnight's mouth. ]
Let's start with the bath, [ Keita says when they pull apart. He relinquishes his grip on Midnight's waist in favor of a grip on his hand instead, lacing their fingers together once more so he can pull Midnight out of the elevator and down the hallway toward his room. ] And then, unless you lodge an objection now, I think I'd like to fuck you until you can't see straight.
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For my faithful reader, my clockwork artist, with the cleverest hands I've ever witnessed... Your designs are truly of paradise. I would be honored to be the focus of as many as you can bestow upon me.
[ And Midnight, true to his word, only pauses with Keita at the elevator and wherever he feels like he hasn't kissed Keita enough. With the kissing pauses, traveling does take a while, but they make it to the elevator. Eventually. He does play with the short hairs at the nape of Keita's neck as they wait for the elevators, though... It's a very pretty neck. Keita's a very pretty man. ]
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But they've been apart for so long, and Keita may not be jealous with Midnight, but he is rather jealous about the expressions of adoration and pleasure he sees on Midnight's face when they're intimate. It's that thought which grants him the wherewithal to press the button for the seventh floor without interruption: that when he makes Midnight come, he would rather be the only one to see it.
Still, as soon as the doors slide closed behind them and the elevator carriage begins to move, Keita does turn to Midnight and pull him down with a firm hand at the nape of his neck, pressing their mouths together in a hot, hungry kiss. There's a touch of sharpness to it now, evidence of how barely-restrained Keita's desire must be.
His desire, and his affection. When they part, Keita settles onto his flat feet and looks up at Midnight to ask, ]
Did you know I was reading to you the entire time?
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[ Midnight gestures to Keita's book, but after chasing his mouth down for another last kiss, he smiles. ]
It's not just an idea, though. How do I put this...? Do you ever have dreams that feel as though they've lasted months, years? When you wake up, they feel strange and distant, but if one closes their eyes and lets the memories flow back... Well, sometimes the images flow back so vividly, it's as though they actually happened, even if the details never come to mind.
[ Midnight holds Keita to his front, swaying from side to side. ]
I know you were reading to me. I enjoyed it... I didn't have much presence of mind to understand the passage of time, but perhaps that's a blessing. The moments without you feel intangible, nondescript, utterly without note. The only moments I remember are those with you in my lap.
[ Midnight laughs, rests his head on top of Keita's. ]
I remember that your voice was very warm. I remember that I wanted you to have some water and a little rest every now and then, but not so much that you forgot to visit. It's selfish, perhaps, but there it is.
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I suppose it's for the best that you couldn't hear the content, [ Keita murmurs with a quiet laugh, his breath warm against the hollow of Midnight's collarbones where his face has come to rest. ] I tried my best to select romances that weren't wholly indecent, but there was only so much I could do.
[ Even the book he'd been holding when Midnight awoke contains a few scenes of particularly steamy intimacy. Keita tilts his head up to press his lips against Midnight's throat, his arms wrapping low around Midnight's bare back and pressing gently to skin. ]
Will you want a bath, first? [ For all that dust. ] I'll speak selfishly as well: I'm not inclined to leave your side for at least as long as you'll have me there.
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[ Midnight takes the tip of Keita's ear between his teeth, giving it a playful, gentle nip, a tug. Sure, he couldn't say what the plot of any of those books were, but sometimes, it's about how the book makes one feel. Midnight can pinpoint, with great accuracy, how he felt. ]
Why would I want you to leave my side? Darling, you are welcome wherever I am.
[ Midnight kisses the nipmark at Keita's ear, then lowers his voice to a hush. His skins form gentle bumps under Keita's hands; he can feel himself slowly rouse. ]
Would you like me to prove it? I don't mind. I'll do whatever it takes to show you all the lovely spaces, all the room I've made for you...
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Then there I'll be, [ he murmurs back, brushing a thumb over the forming goosebumps on Midnight's skin. Once again, Keita finds himself almost overwhelmed with how thoroughly he loves this man. ] I've spent so long making myself small—you make me want to fill all that room in your heart.
[ Tilting his head back, Keita offers Midnight a warm, adoring smile—though not without desire, evidenced by the dark cast of his eyes—and then leans up to press their mouths together in a searching kiss.
Behind them, the elevator dings to signal their arrival at the sevens floor, but Keita ignores it for a moment, until he's had his fill of the taste of Midnight's mouth. ]
Let's start with the bath, [ Keita says when they pull apart. He relinquishes his grip on Midnight's waist in favor of a grip on his hand instead, lacing their fingers together once more so he can pull Midnight out of the elevator and down the hallway toward his room. ] And then, unless you lodge an objection now, I think I'd like to fuck you until you can't see straight.
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