crescentview | 🔪 i'm a fish inside a birdcage; open with some closed prompts

🔪 i'm a fish inside a birdcage; open with some closed prompts

🔪 WHO: Akechi and anyone who chooses to tolerate him (I'm sorry).
🔪 WHAT: December Shenanigans
🔪 WHEN: Nebulously December, possibly into January, time is fake.
🔪 WHERE: Wherever, whenever, we're meant to... No, actually.
🔪 WARNINGS: Strong language, emotional constipation, Childe, Twister. Any NSFW will be tagged within the thread but it may happen. Also Kaeya and Akechi are making out, so that's a thing.

🔪 b-b-b-bingo!

[Frequently, Akechi can be found just about anywhere within Crescentview perched neatly on something chair-shaped. He has one leg folded over the other like a prick, one arm folded against his ribs and the elbow of the other resting on his wrist, allowing him to set his chin in his hand. It's a pretentious way to sit, but it's stable, and comfortable despite how it looks. He's poring over his Bingo card for the umpteenth time, and should anyone come within a five-foot radius of him, he snaps his head up.] For our mutual benefit, would you mind cross-referencing cards?

[He's made figurative copies of his card-- on the backs of old casework from his briefcase, he's hand-written out a few lists of squares, content to always ignore the smut squares when interacting with anyone. His penmanship is neat and concise, and there are occasional footnotes alongside them.]

🔪 mountainside farming

[He has no idea how to be a farmer. He has no idea how to be self-sufficient without the internet and a paycheck garnered from murder, he's realizing, but he does have a vague know-how of a variety of things included in farming. Planting seeds, for instance, he has some degree of understanding of. His farm is set away from others, blissfully allowing him solitude, but by no means unreachable or even remotely difficult to find. He's found some old shitty tools and an old shitty sun hat, and his slacks are rolled up to his knees. He's given up on his shirt entirely, given it's white, and his shoes and socks are somewhere out of eyesight, leaving him barefoot and shirtless attempting to tear up the earth for planting things with a rusted old backhoe. There is only so much his shitty little twink arms can handle, someone want to teach him proper technique?]

pt. 2; paddle boats. [Childe]

[At some point he's given up on tearing up his land, and is standing at the bank of a small lake near his farm. More specifically, he's staring at a paddle boat just chilling, rope-tied to a questionable dock. It's pretty gnarly, covered in grime and algae, but if there's one thing Goro is relatively decent at in household tasks, it's cleaning.]

[Tartaglia will find him scooping water in and out of the thing, the legs of his slacks still rolled up to his knees-- not that it really matters anymore, given he's basically swimming fully clothed. His hair is tied back with some kind of twine into a dinky-ass little ponytail, and he pauses with some manner of bucket half-poured into the second bucket seat of the boat to look up at the ginger.] Does your staring serve a purpose, or should I pretend you're less conspicuous? I don't believe we've met.

pt. 3; twister. [Lucia]

[He's yet to figure out how to solve the issue of proper lighting, so he's moved his bizarre find while dusting out to the front yard of his plot of land. Said bizarre find, as it happens, is a classic old game known as Twister, in a banged-up old square cardboard box. It's simple enough, the spin-board in tact and the mat suffering only a few questionable stains, and Goro is seated cross-legged beside the mat reading the instructions for what has to be the fourth time. It's a very straightforward game, but he keeps waiting for something to leap out at him from between the lines to make it more complicated.]

[Movement in his peripheral vision catches his attention and he angles his head toward it, but his eyes remain on the paper until he finishes the sentence he was in the middle of reading. His eyes then meet Lucia's, and after a beat of silence, she can likely see the gears in his little rat brain turning. A slow grin pulls his mouth crooked.] Care to test something with me?

🔪 wildcard

[Akechi spends most of his time at his farm to avoid others, trying to figure out how to make this whole farming thing work without being sociable or accepting, much less asking for, help. His plotting post can be found here, but I'm open for literally anything. I can make additional prompts or you can toss me whatever you like! Please harass my shitlord. :>b]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ It's fine if Akechi's smile is a little mean because Kaeya will probably be a little mean himself. Still left in a bad mood from the previous night (see: first fight with Diluc), he's less subtle about his jabs and teasing. He's also more blunt and direct. ]

Well, how about a quick kiss?

[ He takes back the card as he hands back Akechi's. ]

[Akechi's eyebrows shoot skyward in a startled, desperate bid for his hairline, but he recovers quickly enough, leaning his weight sideways and hoping his slow-spread grin isn't as anxious as it feels. His heartbeat ratchets directly into his throat, but his voice is startlingly calm.]

My, how forward. I'm afraid you'll have to come to me, if you want that. [Kaeya is quite a bit taller than Akechi, and he absolutely Will Not Reach For Him.]

[ Kaeya almost gets a glint in his eye once he sees Akechi's reaction. Oho, maybe this will help him improve his mood. Placing a hand on his hip, he leans down forward until he gets uncomfortably close to Akechi's face, close enough that his breath just skirts across the boy's lips. ]

Is this close enough?

[He draws in a breath that is not a gasp, thank you, and straightens his shoulders at Kaeya's immediate approach and closeness. It's a struggle to not lean away from him, but he claims the gesture as a challenge and grins, instead. Tilting his head ever so slightly backward, his lips pull away from his teeth and he speaks right into their mingled breath.]

It'll do. [Excuse him as he reaches a hand forward to hook his index finger on that little clasp at his throat and tilt his head to drag Kaeya to his lips.]

[He is by no means a practiced kisser. He's eighteen and arguably more emotionally constipated than he is intelligent, and has been an idol of sorts in the Japanese public eye for the most eligible years of his life, but if there's one thing he's good at, it's research. He's at least got a good idea for how to be alluring, in theory if not in practice.]

[ Would it be a surprise or not if it's revealed that Kaeya is a rather experienced kisser? As for who he's kissing, well, that's a secret that he'd like to keep to himself. As Akechi closes the small distance between them, Kaeya places a hand over the other's cheek. Stroking his thumb across his jaw, he tries to coax Akechi's mouth to part. He slightly opens his own mouth to let his tongue slip through, wanting passage into other's. ]

[ If he was feeling nicer, this would have been just a simple kiss, but no, he wants to see how far Akechi will let him take this. ]

[Not even remotely-- if Kaeya isn't kissing half of Mondstadt I'd be surprised. Akechi does the service of closing his eyes when Kaeya leans into the gesture, trying his best to not flinch at the hand on his cheek. He doesn't fully succeed, but at least he can probably pass it off as a startle. He recoils before he allows Kaeya to proceed literally into his mouth, finger still hooked on the clasp at his throat, and makes a brief attempt at searching his gaze before offering a disaffected shrug.]

[He's not who Kaeya wants to be kissing, that much he's sure of, but-- he can at least appease his own interest in feeling desirable while he's here. His lips part curiously, and his free hand reaches out to find Kaeya's shoulder to steady himself.]

[ Kaeya is surprised when Akechi parts his mouth, not expecting him to actually do so. He's not unhappy about it though, taking the opportunity to meet his tongue with Akechi's. Just how long will Akechi allow him to do this? He's curious, so he's not going to be the one to end the kiss. ]

[Akechi is nothing if not competitive, so this might go on for a while. He jolts a little again at the introduction of tongue, clearly inexperienced but a quick study, and stubbornly keeps at it despite it making his skin feel a bit like he's been wired by electricity.]

[ Then so be it, it's going to go on for a while. Kaeya will take the opportunity to pull Akechi closer, keeping one hand on his cheek while placing the other on his waist. Luckily, he's not super handsy so Akechi doesn't have to worry about any wandering hands, but he does have him close enough that there's no gap between them, simply chest to chest. ]

[It makes him jolt again, and he considers breaking the kiss in order to lean out of Kaeya’s hand against his waist, but takes in a careful lungful of air through his nose and lets it remain. It’s not exactly uncomfortable, but it certainly isn’t comfortable, either.]

[A bit of hesitation precedes him leaning forward just enough to put pressure between their chests, curiously nipping at Kaeya’s lower lip. Sorry, Kaeya, he’s definitely a biter.]

[ The game of chicken continues as Kaeya is surprised, but not discouraged, by the nipping. He simply responds by pinching Akechi's hip. Bite again and he'll pinch again. ]

[That actually startles him and he squirms, shifting just enough to nearly break the seal of their lips and frowning, humming in a vaguely disgruntled tone. Don’t pinch him, sir!!]

[ He won't pinch if Akechi won't bite! But after a little bit more tongue wrestling, Kaeya will finally break apart because he feels like Akechi is the type to keep on going forever solely out of spite. However, even after taking his lips back, he keeps his hand on Akechi's waist, though he does drop the one that was once caressing that grumpy face. ]

My, you really held up.

[He's been fueled nearly entirely by spite since his age was likely in the single-digits, so Kaeya is definitely on the money, there. As for Akechi having held up, well...]

[He does, at least, certainly seem undaunted, but his posture is stiff and the only thing flushed darker than his face and neck are his lips, bruised and pretty from the kissing. He scoffs, faintly.] I'd say you certainly failed at the "quick" part. [Which is surely no fault of his, mind.]

[ Kaeya just smiles. ]

Well, it's hard to give up when your partner is so eager to keep going.

[He tilts his head a bit, humming.]

Well, you're pretty eager yourself-- who are you thinking of? Clearly, not a stranger. [Akechi this is not how you get plowed like a field. ...or is it.]

[ akechi: (makes out) btw who u thinking of ]

Do you think that lowly of yourself? What makes you think that I wasn't simply infatuated with you?

[He's pathetic and awkward okay you can't expect anything more of him.]

[The callout does make him flinch, but he shrugs.] You seem the type to have pursued someone faster if that were the case.

Well, sometimes I like to take my time. The pursuit isn't always about speed.

[ Kaeya's smile is unwavering and his grip around Akechi's waist is still firm, holding him close. ]

What about you? Was there anyone in your mind?

[Smooth. Akechi grumbles, refusing to be swayed by that statement-- he's absolutely swayed. A huff, and he shakes his head.]

I didn't have time for such things.

That's unfortunate. Well, now that you're in this world, I suspect that you'll have all the time that you need to start pursuing such things.

[ And now, Kaeya will let go and take a step back to give Akechi the room that he might want. ]

[He'd gotten used to it, so he startles just enough when Kaeya moves that it's obvious, and then folds inward to avoid looking at him.]

Time, yes. [The ability to actually function around other people enough to be desired, notsomuch. Picking up his bingo card, he stands.] Well, now that you've attained a square I'll give you the space to continue on with your day. [Akechi this is why you are a lonely piece of shit--]

Why cut our time so short?

[ stop trying to run away you little rat ]

Care to join me for a drink?

[His expression pinches into confusion and he looks up, head tilted to further convey his lack of understanding.] I-- the purpose of the interaction was the square, was it not? [Why would you want to spend time with him??]

[It's him, he's the rat. Please shake him.]

[His expression slackens entirely at the second question-- he's well aware Kaeya does not mean soft drinks. He's also well aware people don't usually invite people out for drinks if they don't enjoy them in some capacity, or work with them. So he just stands there dumbly for a solid fifteen seconds trying to figure out why on earth Kaeya wants to prolong their time together and introduce alcohol to it. When he can't come up with an answer, he just shrugs.] Sure? I don't understand why you'd want to.

[ Kaeya has his hands around rat!akechi and shaking him!! Throughout Akechi's entire confused trance, Kaeya simply stands there waiting with a simple answer. ]

There's no harm in getting to know one another, is there? And over drinks is the best time to know someone.

[ because you're more honest while drunk :) ]

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i will not apologize for the subject of all smooching being akira

no one else would smooch him lbr

u right

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here have a porny icon, as a treat

it's my lucky day

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