Who ⚔ Yael & assorted nerds What ⚔ A dungeon run and other things When ⚔ After the party Where ⚔ Errywhere Content Warnings ⚔ Men with their tits out? Alcohol??? No correlation there surprisingly. nsfw i'm sorry mom
To Yael's credit, he carries on walking as if Yuui didn't just drop that massive secret in his lap. He's the reason his brother is dead? Hard to fathom. Harder to believe.
Yael has half a mind to drop this conversation wholesale, give Yuui some halfassed acknowledgement and let him pretend like he didn't just admit to getting his brother killed, but he won't. Enabling the man to lie and hide and obscure these things will only hurt him in the long run, so Yael stops, turns to face Yuui, and locks eyes with him.]
Yeah? You're going to need to explain that one in detail.
[There's no judgment in Yael's voice. How could there be? He's killed more than a few good men.]
[ He breathes in, and it's like his breath catches in his throat before he shakily breathes back out. Fai knew that Yael wouldn't let this go, would want the plain, horrible truth laid out in front of him.
His heart clenches painfully, but he finally opens his mouth to speak, his words in a perfect monotone. If he can pretend he isn't the one saying it, maybe it will be easier. ]
...He never looked out for me. Growing up, he'd always look the other way. I had a glass thrown at me at the dinner table? Well, the wall was a lot more interesting than that.
[ Incident after incident, he was always the target while his brother was the "good" one. No matter what Fai—Yuui—did, no matter what grades he achieved or scholarships he won, he'd find himself locked out of the house or conveniently forgotten for dinner. Tenuous situations like that encourage keeping to oneself, but he still couldn't find it in him to get over the bitterness he held for his brother anyway. ]
He'd never say anything to me about it. He pretended like none of those things ever happened. So I asked him why. [ He pauses, glancing at Yael just to see the look on his face before his eyes drift back to the floor. ] He apologized, said he would never do it again. Then, the next week he takes a bullet for me.
...I shouldn't have asked him. I shouldn't have said anything. If I let it be, he'd still be here.
[So that's how it is. Raised in an abusive household, Fai stayed silent while his parents focused on antagonizing Yuui. What's a child to do? At that age, lacking in worldly experience and ruled by fear, there was nothing else Fai could've done. To that end, there was nothing Yuui could've done about it either.
It isn't fair, but of course it isn't. Yael snatches up Yuui's hand and holds onto it tightly to make a point: he isn't letting go. Dragging him over to a bench to sit, Yael's eyes are on Yuui's no matter how pointedly he stares at the floor.]
Your brother was just as afraid as you were. That young, it's hard to know any better.
[His grip on Yuui's hand tightens.]
But you have no excuse. You know he did what he did because that was his choice. Because he cared about you.
[Nobody takes a bullet for someone they don't love.]
[ He can practically feel Yael's eyes boring into him, so much so that he can't bring himself to look at his face, even as he squeezes his hand. ]
...I wish I could have seen it before. I wish that it didn't take his death for me to realize it.
[ That's what hurts the most, he thinks. All of the time he's lost with his brother because of the bitterness he's been holding inside his heart this whole time.
A significant part of him wishes he didn't hold onto negative emotions like that, let them burrow deep inside of him until they become a dull pain aching at the back of his mind. And yet... he does. He can't help it. ]
[Yael knows Yuui can't help but dwell and fixate on the past. Given the circumstances, how could he not?
There's no convincing Yuui that he's wrong to carry all that guilt on his shoulders— not here, not now, and not without the supervision of a licensed therapist. What can he do but wind an arm around Yuui's shoulders and hold him in the hopes that might ward off some of the pain? It isn't much, but it's all Yael can think to do.]
You're only human. Even if you had seen it before, your mind would be stuck on other regrets. That's how it goes when someone you love goes too soon.
[ It at least seems to help, his shoulders relaxing ever so slightly as he breathes out a long held in sigh. ]
Mm, I suppose you're right.
[ Yael knows how his mind works too well, he thinks. Though he knows that comes from a place of similarity in the way their minds operate, stuck in their past regrets despite all the effort they put in to push them back. ]
[Yael rests the side of his head against Yuui's. He knows from a wealth of experience, unfortunately, his acknowledgement silent save for a low hum.]
I try to look at things realistically. That's all. The best thing you can do to carry on your brother's memory is live. If he saw you moping and blaming yourself like this, I bet he'd kick your ass.
Sounds like an excuse to keep moping over every little thing.
[Those words would sound much harsher if it weren't for the sweetness in Yael's tone, a gentle softness reserved only for Yuui. Rather than dwell on the unchangeable past, Yael encourages Yuui to get up and keep moving forward... quite literally, getting to his feet and giving Yuui's hand a little tug.]
But you didn't bring me here to listen to you mope and cry. Let's check out those stores.
Hehe... and you weren't even that excited to be here at first.
[ He saw how out of place Yael looked while he was waiting, after all.
Honestly, he has no idea why he even stalled on meeting up. Of course Yael was going to react this way, of course he was going to do what he always does and propel him forward. ]
You really are too kind sometimes, Sheza. But I like it.
[He isn't! He genuinely isn't!! But if wandering around the mall will lift Yuui's spirit, then Yael is more than willing to do it. What doesn't kill him will make him stronger, etc............. but as they walk, Yael keeps his eyes forward, only the slightest hint of a pout on his lips.]
"Too kind" is overkill. You haven't had enough nice people in your life if you think I'm too kind.
[You know what they say about a man with big, meaty tits............ bigger, meatier heart.
Yael regards the Glare's with, well, a glare. But in the spirit of getting this shit over with, he marches boldly into what is clearly a store meant for preteen girls while wielding Yuui as his shield. If anyone gives them dirty looks, he can turn his plaintive gaze onto Yuui and claim that he is but a shell of a man being dragged around by his needy, demanding malewife. There's truth to that.]
Every in here's tacky plastic junk. Next.
[.005 seconds into their Glare's shopping spree and Yael's already turning on his heel to flee leave.]
[ He tugs on the back of Yael's armor to drag him back inside much like he's grabbing onto the nape of a kittens neck. ]
Here.
[ Fai knows he has to be quick about this—efficient, one might even say. So, he places a tiara atop Yael's head before he makes another break for it. ]
[Yuui is met with approximately no resistance from Yael— it's all for show, really, and he's effortlessly tugged back into Glare's and crowned the prettiest princess in all the land. Yay.]
What's this for? You're the fruity little princess here.
[HE SAID IT, HE CALLED HIM HELLA GAY, Yael takes the tiara off his head and plunks it on Yuui's. Much better.]
A crop top? My stomach would get cold. Heels are another no. You're feet are smaller than mine.
[A crop top sounds hella impractical, as do heels. Yael has only ever dressed with practicality in mind, but that said, he sees the benefits of crop tops, just. Not on himself. Case in point:]
Hey. Why have you never worn a crop top and heels on a date?
[That'd likely mean going to a gay bar and getting hit on by men who aren't his Yuui, but that's fine. He's down to let his boyfriend's freak flag fly, so he can put up with some unwanted attention and free drinks for an hour or two.]
[ And it would definitely require a club or bar setting, and he can only picture Yael on the dancefloor, stiff as a board. That would be fun for only long enough for Fai to laugh at him.
But he could be convinced. With a hum, he allows his eyes to travel up and down Yael's body. ]
[Off they go to Spancer's. If nothing else, it's got to be better than a store whose target audience is prepubescent girls... but not by much. Current memes and weed culture is not really Yael's vibe, but hey, at least there are costumes and sex toys on the back wall.]
I seriously doubt that. Besides, I don't like drawing attention to myself.
[Ah, hm. He can practically feel the cheeto dust forming on his fingers with this damn hat on. Yael doesn't fight it knowing full well Yuui will plop some other atrocity on his head if he takes the weed hat off.]
Why would I do that? I get enough unwanted attention. If I could have any super power, I'd want invisibility.
[Yael grabs a 12 inch horse dildo and flings it at Yuui. catch!]
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To Yael's credit, he carries on walking as if Yuui didn't just drop that massive secret in his lap. He's the reason his brother is dead? Hard to fathom. Harder to believe.
Yael has half a mind to drop this conversation wholesale, give Yuui some halfassed acknowledgement and let him pretend like he didn't just admit to getting his brother killed, but he won't. Enabling the man to lie and hide and obscure these things will only hurt him in the long run, so Yael stops, turns to face Yuui, and locks eyes with him.]
Yeah? You're going to need to explain that one in detail.
[There's no judgment in Yael's voice. How could there be? He's killed more than a few good men.]
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His heart clenches painfully, but he finally opens his mouth to speak, his words in a perfect monotone. If he can pretend he isn't the one saying it, maybe it will be easier. ]
...He never looked out for me. Growing up, he'd always look the other way. I had a glass thrown at me at the dinner table? Well, the wall was a lot more interesting than that.
[ Incident after incident, he was always the target while his brother was the "good" one. No matter what Fai—Yuui—did, no matter what grades he achieved or scholarships he won, he'd find himself locked out of the house or conveniently forgotten for dinner. Tenuous situations like that encourage keeping to oneself, but he still couldn't find it in him to get over the bitterness he held for his brother anyway. ]
He'd never say anything to me about it. He pretended like none of those things ever happened. So I asked him why. [ He pauses, glancing at Yael just to see the look on his face before his eyes drift back to the floor. ] He apologized, said he would never do it again. Then, the next week he takes a bullet for me.
...I shouldn't have asked him. I shouldn't have said anything. If I let it be, he'd still be here.
[ And I wouldn't have to live with the guilt. ]
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It isn't fair, but of course it isn't. Yael snatches up Yuui's hand and holds onto it tightly to make a point: he isn't letting go. Dragging him over to a bench to sit, Yael's eyes are on Yuui's no matter how pointedly he stares at the floor.]
Your brother was just as afraid as you were. That young, it's hard to know any better.
[His grip on Yuui's hand tightens.]
But you have no excuse. You know he did what he did because that was his choice. Because he cared about you.
[Nobody takes a bullet for someone they don't love.]
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...I wish I could have seen it before. I wish that it didn't take his death for me to realize it.
[ That's what hurts the most, he thinks. All of the time he's lost with his brother because of the bitterness he's been holding inside his heart this whole time.
A significant part of him wishes he didn't hold onto negative emotions like that, let them burrow deep inside of him until they become a dull pain aching at the back of his mind. And yet... he does. He can't help it. ]
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There's no convincing Yuui that he's wrong to carry all that guilt on his shoulders— not here, not now, and not without the supervision of a licensed therapist. What can he do but wind an arm around Yuui's shoulders and hold him in the hopes that might ward off some of the pain? It isn't much, but it's all Yael can think to do.]
You're only human. Even if you had seen it before, your mind would be stuck on other regrets. That's how it goes when someone you love goes too soon.
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Mm, I suppose you're right.
[ Yael knows how his mind works too well, he thinks. Though he knows that comes from a place of similarity in the way their minds operate, stuck in their past regrets despite all the effort they put in to push them back. ]
...You know from experience, don't you?
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I try to look at things realistically. That's all. The best thing you can do to carry on your brother's memory is live. If he saw you moping and blaming yourself like this, I bet he'd kick your ass.
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[ With a soft laugh, he rests a hand on Yael's thigh, letting the warmth of his skin bleed into his palm. ]
I wish I moped less, but I think it's just part of me now.
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[Those words would sound much harsher if it weren't for the sweetness in Yael's tone, a gentle softness reserved only for Yuui. Rather than dwell on the unchangeable past, Yael encourages Yuui to get up and keep moving forward... quite literally, getting to his feet and giving Yuui's hand a little tug.]
But you didn't bring me here to listen to you mope and cry. Let's check out those stores.
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[ He saw how out of place Yael looked while he was waiting, after all.
Honestly, he has no idea why he even stalled on meeting up. Of course Yael was going to react this way, of course he was going to do what he always does and propel him forward. ]
You really are too kind sometimes, Sheza. But I like it.
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[He isn't! He genuinely isn't!! But if wandering around the mall will lift Yuui's spirit, then Yael is more than willing to do it. What doesn't kill him will make him stronger, etc............. but as they walk, Yael keeps his eyes forward, only the slightest hint of a pout on his lips.]
"Too kind" is overkill. You haven't had enough nice people in your life if you think I'm too kind.
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[ Good thing Yael has such big tits so he can protect his big heart.
He points at the Glare's, filled to the brim with cute accessories. ]
Let's go there.
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Yael regards the Glare's with, well, a glare. But in the spirit of getting this shit over with, he marches boldly into what is clearly a store meant for preteen girls while wielding Yuui as his shield. If anyone gives them dirty looks, he can turn his plaintive gaze onto Yuui and claim that he is but a shell of a man being dragged around by his needy, demanding malewife. There's truth to that.]
Every in here's tacky plastic junk. Next.
[.005 seconds into their Glare's shopping spree and Yael's already turning on his heel to
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[ He tugs on the back of Yael's armor to drag him back inside much like he's grabbing onto the nape of a kittens neck. ]
Here.
[ Fai knows he has to be quick about this—efficient, one might even say. So, he places a tiara atop Yael's head before he makes another break for it. ]
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What's this for? You're the fruity little princess here.
[HE SAID IT, HE CALLED HIM HELLA GAY, Yael takes the tiara off his head and plunks it on Yuui's. Much better.]
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He definitely looks better in the crown too. ]
I don’t know… I think you might be transforming. Every little shiver around my dick got you closer and closer to becoming fruity.
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So that's your agenda. Be careful you don't fuck me so hard that I outfruit you and get all the special attention instead.
[That little pizza boy's going to be giving him the free garlic knots instead.]
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Hehe… that would be kind of cute, though. Does that mean yours change up your wardrobe too? Maybe wear a crop top? Would you ever try out my heels?
[ They’re hidden deep in his closet, but he has a pair or two. ]
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[A crop top sounds hella impractical, as do heels. Yael has only ever dressed with practicality in mind, but that said, he sees the benefits of crop tops, just. Not on himself. Case in point:]
Hey. Why have you never worn a crop top and heels on a date?
[That'd likely mean going to a gay bar and getting hit on by men who aren't his Yuui, but that's fine. He's down to let his boyfriend's freak flag fly, so he can put up with some unwanted attention and free drinks for an hour or two.]
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[ And it would definitely require a club or bar setting, and he can only picture Yael on the dancefloor, stiff as a board. That would be fun for only long enough for Fai to laugh at him.
But he could be convinced. With a hum, he allows his eyes to travel up and down Yael's body. ]
I think I'd like seeing your abs in a crop top.
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I'd look like an idiot. You may as well ask me to put on a bra.
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No you wouldn't. Trust me. I'd find a crop top that would stop right at your stomach. It would accentuate your body.
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I seriously doubt that. Besides, I don't like drawing attention to myself.
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You really don't, despite your attitude. Sometimes I wonder if you try to attract attention anyway.
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Why would I do that? I get enough unwanted attention. If I could have any super power, I'd want invisibility.
[Yael grabs a 12 inch horse dildo and flings it at Yuui. catch!]
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oh yeah this is nsfw
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