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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[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.

1/3

[steponme]

Literally...? [When he says it like that, it sounds like something a lot darker than just some love affair. But then, he did say it was within the mafia. And there was still a lot about Chuuya and his past that he still didn't know.]

[But regardless-- he's not going to ask if Chuuya says he doesn't want to talk about it. And so instead, he just shakes his head.]

No... he didn't tell me anything. Or at least... I couldn't understand it. So maybe that's why.

He did so much for me, even though he hated vampires... but looking back now, I wonder if I ever really did anything for him. If I ever really saw him for who he really was...

[It almost seems like he's about to start crying, but instead he abruptly grabs the shot glass and throws back the shot of fireball.]

[...]

[steponme]

[WHY DOES IT TASTE LIKE FIRE??]

[Behold, the vampire who's never tasted anything spicy in his entire life.]

[steponme]

[Cue coughing and grabbing the glass of water put down by the bartender and chugging the whole thing.]

W-What... was in that...

[thetaintedsorrow]

I can’t answer that for you, but judging from what I know, I doubt you never gave him anything worthwhile.

[Shell seems like the kind of person who loves with all their heart and soul, and he can’t imagine him not being entirely devoted to One if the guy meant so much to him. Chuuya can’t even begin to guess why the guy left, but he’d bet money that it wasn’t Shell’s fault.

Before he can say anything else Shell downs the shot, and it gets the exact reaction Chuuya was expecting.]

I said it would burn it out of your mind, didn’t I?

[Okay, he shouldn’t be laughing, but he is.]

Can’t handle a little heat, huh?

[steponme]

Have you ever heard of spicy blood? I've never tasted anything like that before!

[WAVES DOWN THE BARTENDER FOR MORE WATER he's being laughed at, this is rude.]

[But he can't help but appreciate it, in a way. Maybe it would be easier to talk about it he didn't let himself fixate on how sad he was. He'd like to be able to talk about One, knowing now that he's in a world where it's actually safe to do so. Maybe One wouldn't appreciate it when he woke up, but... well, they'll have a lot to talk about when that happens.]

[A lot, considering what happened with Reign recently.]

[...]

[Fuck it, he's getting another drink and Chuuya can't stop him!! He's gonna be gone in a few minutes here, probably.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Heh. Guess I won’t order you another, then.

[There’s a million reasons why Chuuya likes that particular kind of whiskey, but mostly because it’s like a fucking punch in the mouth that gets him drunk just a bit quicker than regular whiskey.]

Damn, you’re really going to town.

[Whatever, Chuuya won’t stop him unless he really starts looking sick.]

You ever heard of an “orgasm” shot? Or a “blowjob”? Yes, they’re real names, and they’re good.

[steponme]

A-- what?

[Pauses mid-sip of his new drink to stare at Chuuya, eyes wide and blushing.]

Why are they called that?

[thetaintedsorrow]

Because one leaves cream on your face and the other is like an orgasm in your mouth.

[And to demonstrate, Chuuya will order Shell something roughly equivalent to them with whatever liquor is available that resembles the ones back home.

Of note is the whipped cream on top of the blow job shot, and there’s really no non-messy way to drink it.]

Which one do you wanna try?

[steponme]

[Chuuya's playing with fire right now, whether he knows it or not. Because as soon as Chuuya offers to let Shell try one of them, his eyes light up and he gets a look on his face raaather similar to that brief look he got during their fight.]

[He didn't realize drinking could be like this.]

I... I guess I'll take this one.

[The blowjob. "Orgasm in his mouth" was a little less clear as to what it meant (did it just taste good?), but the thought of drinking something and ending up with that cream all over his lips as if he just got his throat fucked... ah, how humiliating that would be.]

[Which of course means he gonna go for it, biting his lip in anticipating before taking the shot -- and predictably, ending up with whipped cream all over his lips.]

Oh, that-- that one was pretty good.

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Leave it to Chuuya to accidentally indulge someone’s kinks over and over again.]

Good choice.

[Chuuya watches with a wicked grin as Shell takes the shot, and of course he’s left with a smearing of white all over his lips. Really, this is like college freshmen levels of entertainment, but whatever. Why the hell not indulge?]

You look good like that.

[And perhaps predictably, Chuuya will lean forward and slide his thumb along Shell’s bottom lip to collect a bit of the cream before licking it off with a smirk.]

Nice and sweet.

[steponme]

You... think so?

[Predictable, but not for Shell, who isn't expecting to see a move like that. They were kind of throwing subtly out the window here, weren't they? It was exciting to be able to do something like this -- especially out in the open, without worrying about what it might do to his reputation or how he might be judged for flirting with a human.]

[And so, he opts to be a bit more bold himself, licking the cream off his lips and wiping what he couldn't reach with his fingers -- before licking those clean as well.]

[But he's not stopping there, reaching out to take the other shot -- and then holding it out to Chuuya.]

Since I took the blowjob... can I offer you an orgasm?