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[sicklysweet]

Who 🍰 owen & frenemies
What 🍬 area explores, depressing conversations, quests???
When 🍭 August
Where 🍫 Lumina Cloth, et cetera
Content Warnings 🥧 Owen, discussions of suicide/suicidial ideation, violence & death, potentially other things that will be updated as needed.



Wildcard me! This will also be where I put open prompts, should I write any unrelated to the event. I might also add more top levels in the body! Hooray! Feel free to hit me on the plotting post, or on discord and plurk, both revelries.

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[wowcool]

Hehe.

[Just a few, huh.]

[The next statement makes him laugh again - as light as bells. It's funny, to feel so heavy and so light at the same time. If only real life was like this, right? If only things could be so simple.]

Maybe. I do like when a man orders me around. [But now he's tilting his head, giving the man a narrowed little glance - pleased as a fox.] I like having my fun, too. I'm a tricky sort. You have to really focus on setting me on the path you want. Catch me if you can?

[He feels drunk.]

I believe you can.

[sicklysweet]

[Can't believe Anaido is just out here, announcing he likes to be bossed around, to someone like Owen...]

Well, that sounds like a challenge.

[Chasing someone? Better then waiting for someone to care, maybe, like what Owen's been doing for most of his life. Ever since...

Maybe it means Anaido is different, broken in ways Owen doesn't understand, but maybe he won't leave Owen behind or lock him out and up and leave him all alone. It's just another delusion of the moment, that's all it is, but instead of saying that he'd let Anaido slip away, instead of shooting him down, he just shakes his head.]

I don't like losing, and I don't like being disobeyed. Don't get mad at me when you learn that the hard way.

[He says, like he's not going to panic about all of this later.]

[wowcool]

Maybe it is one.

[Throwing down the gauntlet, here - but he doesn't care either way how this goes. Of course, it may be quite sad if Owen pushes him aside, but he's the type to live in the moment. Whatever he'll take, he'll get. A starving man will be happy with scraps.]

[But it doesn't mean the starving man doesn't want a buffet, ether.]

I won't be mad. I just want to see if you have bite to your bark. If you don't, then I'll be upset, and you don't want that, do you?

[sicklysweet]

[Neither of them have any idea what they're getting into, do they?]

Challenge accepted, then.

[Against his better judgement, unfortunately.]

We'll see if we can handle each other, and whether or not you're up to handling my bite.

[And then what? Owen has no idea. He's giving Anaido about a month before he forgets about him and moves on, or finds someone less abrasive and cagey to flirt with.]

[wowcool]

[He smiles, dead eyes and bright teeth.]

[He doesn't know what he's getting into, but oh, its so fun while it goes on, isn't it?]

[He leans forward, turning to press a light dusting of a kiss against the man's ear. Oh, this is playing with fire. He likes getting burned.]

Bite me, then.

gazes into the middle distance

[sicklysweet]

[Well, challenge accepted.]

If you insist.

[He shifts, cupping Anaido’s face with both his hands. He looks into those dead eyes of his, as if to see if there’s any spark at all, but then he’s leaning in for another kiss. Another proper one.

Then he bites down on Anaido’s bottom lip, a laugh catching in the back of his throat.]

also gazes

[wowcool]

[Well, he did ask for it. And even as the pain blossoms (with some surprise, this game really does feel so realistic), he doesn't regret a thing.]

[He lets out a little laugh of his own, bubbling over.]

That's more like it.

[And such a gift deserves something in return. His hand tangles into the other's hair as he also bites over the other's lip, tongue tracing over the outline of that bold gesture as he continues.]