OPEN ☆ If we were in a perfect world

[steponme]

Who: Shell Overlord (steponme) & OPEN
What: Catch-all Log, now with open prompts!!
When: End of April - Start of May
Where: Olympia
Warning(s): Awkward boners, violence



Fight Club | cw: violence, mind control
[For those who venture down to the see the underground fights, they might find a peculiar scene waiting for them. Standing in the arena and awaiting his opponent is Shell. But for those who know him, there's really no questions that he's not exact;y the fighting type. What's he doing there? Well...]

A. VS (Previous CR only please!)
[...it looks like he's your opponent today. He doesn't look very intimidating, not particularly dressed down beyond having taken off his jacket and scarf, and he doesn't seem to be holding a weapon of any kind. But something you might notice is that a good chunk of the crowd seems to be stepping back. You probably haven't seen what he can do yet -- but even the refferee looks a little standoffish, climbing up over the barricade to stand atop it, out of reach. But as for Shell-- well, he didn't expect to see anyone he knew here.]

...what are you doing here?

B. Domination (OTA)
[...it looks like his battle is about to start. If you're smart, and you've chosen to follow the crowd in sitting in one of the higher seats, then you'll only see the "battle" play out. Shell enters, and just as his opponent starts getting into stance to fight, he suddenly freezes and collapses to his knees. As Shell steps closer, the man starts to scream, pleading for it to "stop" -- whatever it is. Eventually, Shell leans down and whispers something to him, and he starts screaming for the refferee that he gives up.]

[But if you were curious enough to stay as close to the ring as possible, then you'll get to experience what those sitting in the higher seats can only watch: a strong sense of fear and dread seemingly emanates off the battle arena, causing those sitting closest to experience effects similar to the man in the ring. Some start crying, others scream, but most of them only stand and stare in petrified silence. Even the refferee seems affected for a few moments, taking far too long to end the match and give Shell the win.]

[And the moment he does, the heavy atmosphere disappears as suddenly as it appeared. But as Shell heads off stage to wait for his next match, for some reason, he doesn't look very happy about it.]


[ooc: Feel free to alter prompts as you see fit! Let me know in Prompt A whether your character will be effected by Shell's pheromones, as they have a 25% chance of failing entirely. Please note that if you choose to have your character sit too close in Prompt B, they will be affected as well. If you'd like to avoid that, have them sit further back!]

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[steponme]

[...or so he thought, cause in about ten minutes, Shell's reached the point of giggling at nothing, half draped over the counter.]

Hee... heehee... heey, Chuuya? Since we're drinkin', does that mean you're gonna try and snuggle into bed with me again?

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Oh boy, what a lightweight. Looks like Chuuya is going to be dragging him back home again.

He huffs at that question, grumbling into his glass.]

Like hell. That was a one time thing.

[Look at him being tsundere...]

More like you’ll be draping yourself all over me.

[steponme]

Hmmmmm~? But you did it twice already! Even if I was the only one drinking the second time.

[Even if he tried to kick his ass earlier, his impression of Chuuya is still that of a cuddly cutesy human who drinks a lot and passes out in peoples laps.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[B-baka!!! That never happened!!!]

Tch. Well it’s definitely not happening if you keep that up.

[Blush blush grumble grumble.]

Anyway. You’re already drunk. Take it easy on the booze.

[steponme]

Rea~lly?

[YEAH HE DOESN'T BUY IT]

I guess I am. But I drank a lot less than you did, so you must drink a lot more often... I could kinda tell, when I drank from you.

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Chuuya raises an eyebrow at that.]

...you could?

[Didn’t Shell mention that vampires could tell if someone was unwell by drinking their blood? So it makes sense that they could tell if someone were drunk as well.]

I drink everyday. Not to the point of getting wasted, but yeah.

[Chuuya has his reasons why, but he does actually enjoy the taste of booze. Most booze, anyway.]

Anyway, I’m sure Reign would be happy to cuddle with you at night.

[steponme]

Mm. If I drank your blood while you were drunk, I'd probably get drunk too.

[Alcoholic blood? Blood shots?? Could be a good time, if not for the fact that it'd probably be extraordinarily unpleasant to lose blood while already being drunk. Definitely not the sort of thing he'd be willing to test.]

[But mentioning Reign's name has his smile twisting into a pout, which leads to him lightly shoving Chuuya on the shoulder.]

Stop bringing up Reign like that... I told you we're just friends.



[Just friends who were once engaged and totally made out under the stars on the beach like three days ago buT LET'S JUST IGNORE THAT]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Sounds like a fun way to get drunk.

[Chuuya would be down for it, because of course he would, but he definitely wouldn’t force Shell to try it.

The shove to his shoulder is barely a love-tap, but it still amuses Chuuya more than it should.]

Uh huh.

[He’s not convinced.]

He’s pretty attached to you, regardless.

[steponme]

[DRAMATIC SIGH but there's a certain fondness just beneath the surface.]

He's been like that since we were kids. Reign... he always admired the strong and serious Shell Overlord I only ever pretended to be. But even if things weren't different now, and he still liked the real me... I know we'd never work as a couple.

Since we both want the same thing... and it's not something either of us can give.

[Gosh, it sounds like there's a serious reason for all this, one that he's just moments away from admitting, and might just need a little push to get out!! (spoilers: it's not serious at all).]

[thetaintedsorrow]

I’m pretty sure he’d like you no matter what.

[Reign seems very...dedicated that way. He’s also the kind of guy who seems like he’d respect and admire Shell no matter who he turned out to be.

And here comes Chuuya’s curiousity, because even if he weren’t tipsy, he couldn’t just not ask.]

And what’s that?

[steponme]

[DRUNKENLY SLAMS FIST ON THE COUNTER]

...we're both bottoms.




[This is a real tag.]

[And it's gonna keep going, with Shell falling forward and practically hitting the side of his head on the counter as he lays on it, pouting at he stares at his empty glass in front of him.]

How would that even work... I wouldn't even know what to do, and he wouldn't even enjoy doin' anything even if he knew what to do... and even then, it'd probably be weird...

It wouldn't work at all!

[...]

[Behind the counter, the bartender just casually walks over and replaces Shell's empty glass with a glass of water.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

...oh.

[Listen, Chuuya isn’t shy about sex, but he still wasn’t expecting that. He chokes on his whiskey, which really fucking burns when it goes down the wrong way, and he sputters and coughs for a good minute before finally recovering.]

So that’s why you haven’t banged him yet?

[Chuuya, asking the important questions.]

I saw him tied up once. It seemed to be right up his alley.

[steponme]

--what do you mean you saw him tied up once!?

[Ah. Now here's something else Shell is still kind of dealing with: feeling jealous over Reign, despite really having no right to be.]

Have you-- have you two... done...

[He trails off, but surely the question is obvious.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

I found him like that.

[After the kidnappings and Mephisto’s supposed death, Reign had been lost, and Chuuya had found him tied up and about to be whipped by a patron in Shades Darker. Of course Chuuya hadn’t known the guy’s preferences back then and thought he was an unwilling participant, but he’d quickly learned after being asked to punish Reign for his “failure”.]

It was just once. He wanted to forget about some pretty bad shit for a while, so I did what he asked me to.

1/2

[steponme]

...oh.

[Well, that sure has Shell's expression looking as if Chuuya just slapped him.]

[Reign wanted to forget about something? What could it have been? Was that why Reign was an abnormal too? Because of guilt-- just like Shell? It's not something he's ever considered. Reign was always so positive... so what could have happened?]

[steponme]

[His gaze falls back to the counter-- but thankfully, despite being a crypire, he's not a weepy drunk. If anything, the weird haze over his mind keeps him from thinking too deeply about it all.]

I guess I don't have much of a right, getting upset. I'm... not, really.

[Maybe just a bit sad, wondering what could have upset Reign to such a degree, but knowing it wasn't his place to ask. But it's not like he's angry.]

...you know, I... actually had someone back home. Someone who's still asleep.

[thetaintedsorrow]

Reign should be the one to tell you what happened.

[To cause him to want to forget, anyway. All Chuuya did was use his knife for a bit of light bladeplay and then jerk them both off. Whether Reign wants to share that part is up to him.

Oh, and Reign drank from him, but details.

Chuuya glances over at Shell, his expression softening.]

Was it the dark-haired guy I saw in your memories?

[Shell’s reaction to seeing him again spoke volumes, after all.]

[steponme]

[Reign should -- but would Shell ask? Probably not. It wasn't really his business, right? If it were something that Reign wanted Shell to know about, he probably would have told him already.]

Yeah. That-- that was One.

[He almost considers using the other name he knows him by, but... until he can see One for himself, he's not going to let that name pass through his lips. One deserves to be the first to hear Shell call him by it.]

He's not a vampire like me. But... he's different from other humans, too. He never really told me much about himself... but it's thanks to him that you and I can sit here and talk like this. I don't think I would have allowed myself to be so open around others if I hadn't met him.

[thetaintedsorrow]

One, huh?

[Shell did mention how humans weren’t even allowed names in his world, and Chuuya still thinks that’s beyond fucked up, but obviously Shell doesn’t think of humans that way, and that’s what matters.]

Then I should thank him.

[Activate soft Chuu mode as he drains the rest of his whiskey to try and look nonchalant as he says that.]

Cause I like it. Talking like this, I mean.

[Chuuya glances away, mumbling.]

There’s someone I should thank too, I guess. I would be dead if it wasn’t for him.

[steponme]

...me too.

[His feelings about One made everything complicated. But he can't deny everything One did for him, nor how badly he wants to see him again.]

[But he catches that little bit of mumbling, leaning over towards him.]

...who's that?

[thetaintedsorrow]

The guy you saw in my memories. Dazai.

[Oh lord, are you ready to see Chuuya at his most tsun? Because here it is.]

Even though he’s a goddamn disaster of a human being.

[Cue lots of grumbling and huffing as Chuuya orders yet another drink.]

We used to be partners in the Mafia. Lots of shit happened since then, but I’m alive, so.

[steponme]

[Is Chuuya ready for Shell to completely misinterpret what he meant when he said partners? Because he's gonna, thinking for a second before asking a question that most people would consider too tactless, given the context.]

[But hey, drunk Shell didn't have much of a filter anyway.]

...was he someone you loved?

[thetaintedsorrow]

[MAXIMUM TSUN REACHED. Look at his blushy cheeks...]

Like hell.

[TIME TO CHANGE THE SUBJECT.]

What’s the plan after this, anyway? Can you even make it home on your own?

[He wouldn’t let Shell walk home like this, but still, he might as well ask. He’s definitely not letting the guy drink anymore tonight.]

[steponme]

[Yeah, that blush says a lot more than his outright denial.]

You don't have to change the subject like that... if you didn't wanna answer, that's okay.

[...he says, expertly changing the subject back, because he doesn't want to admit that he's probably too drunk to even find his way home, let alone get there in one piece.]

[But he's also not ready for this evening to end, and he has a feeling that any talk of leaving here might lead to just that.]

I didn't wanna talk about One before, either. Cause we were a secret back home.

And... cause he left me just before the Storm.

[He doesn't turn and look at Chuuya when he says it, still smiling, but something about the way the words leave his lips implying that it's something he probably needs to get off his chest.]

[Is Chuuya sure he's not going to let him drink some more tonight? Because if there's ever been a time for booze, it's after a painful breakup.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

...it’s not as simple as that.

[It’s not so much that Chuuya doesn’t want to answer, it’s that he doesn’t know how to answer. What he feels for Dazai is so goddamn complicated that Chuuya could fill a novel if he wrote it all down, and a simple “yes” or “no” simply wouldn’t even begin to cover it.]

He literally has my life in his hands for reasons I don’t wanna go into.

[One day Chuuya will tell someone besides Atsushi about Corruption, but today is not that day.

Chuuya hadn’t realized how much his grip had tightened on his glass, and it nearly shatters in his hand when Shell delivers that news.

Because it hits way too close to home.]

Did he tell you why?

[Well shit, now he can’t deny that Shell probably needs another drink, judging by the look on his face. Chuuya orders him a single shot of fireball whiskey, because fuck taking it easy.]

You don’t have to tell me, but if you wanna get it off your chest, you might as well do it now. Then you can take a shot to burn it out of your mind.