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]

[Chuuya should really stop making a habit of being everyone’s cuddle buddy, but what the hell, it’s a been a day for both of them, and Chuuya is too tired and drunk to be tsundere about it. He does have just enough of that fiery energy left to appreciate the sight of Shell stripping, though.

Wait...is that a corset?? He knows Shell dresses a little old-timey, but still. Well whatever, Chuuya will strip down to his underwear too, and without a hint of shame about doing it. There’s plenty of scars littering his body, some old and some just beginning to fade, but that doesn’t make him any less gorgeous.

But he’s not actually trying to show off as he crawls into Shell’s bed with a huff.]

Yeah, yeah. Now lay down or I’m taking the whole bed for myself.

[steponme]

[.....]

[Yeah, Shell's nowhere near drunk enough not to gawk a little shamelessly at Chuuya's body. He only ever got to see One undressed completely the one time, and while Chuuya certainly wasn't on his level, he was still fit and muscular...]

[He catches himself when Chuuya speaks up, nodding as he quickly shuts off the light and climbs over. Thankfully he can see just fine in the dark, so no awkward stumbling over Chuuya's body to lay down next to him.]

R-Right!

[...but who's gonna snuggle up next to who first is the question.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Good. Admire his hot bod, Shell. It’s truly a sight to behold. Not that Chuuya notices once he’s wriggled under the covers.

The answer to that question is Chuuya curling up next Shell on his side, much like a cat would to a human it’s taken a liking to. His leg brushes over Shell’s as he gets comfortable, as if he’s not just made himself at home in someone else’s bed.

He’s silent for a moment before curiousity gets the better of him.]

...why the corset?

[He’s caught a glimpse of it before, but hadn’t thought much of it until now.]

[steponme]

[He can't say he minds the closeness. As soon as Chuuya cuddles up beside him, Shell finds himself doing the same, draping and arm across Chuuya and hugging him closer. Vampires might not like the heat, but a warmth like this wasn't that bad.]

[He was prepared to just drift off to sleep like this, but...]

Hm? It's just clothes... fashion is a little different back home compared to here.

[...]

[Gonna just reach over and give his collar a tug tho.]

...why did you take off everything except your collar? Do you belong to someone?

[HE SOUNDS LIKE HE'S ASKING THIS WAY TOO SINCERELY but it's a joke.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Chuuya, meanwhile, seeks warmth like he has none of his own, and it’s all because he’s gone most of his life without the kind of closeness required for it. It’s nice, being able to let his guard down just a little, even if the fact that enemy organizations out to destroy the Port Mafia no longer existing means that the Port Mafia itself has ceased to exist...]

Everyone dresses differently here.

[He’s seen all manner of outlandish outfits since arriving on Nysa, so a corset is actually pretty tame.

...

HUFFFFF. NOW HE’S DEFINITELY NOT TOO DRUNK TO BE TSUNDERE. Look at him sputter and blush as Shell tugs on his collar!]

Like hell. I wear it because I like it.

[How true that is remains a mystery...]

I can’t find another one like this on Nysa, so I never take it off except to bathe.

[He tosses a leg over Shell as revenge. Now he’s trapped!]

Besides, you’re the one who mentioned masters, not me.

[steponme]

[You know, draping his leg over him like this is a lot more intimate when they're so dressed down. But Shell isn't shying away from it, a strong part of himself craving some intimacy right now... really, that's usually what he's been missing more than anything. It's not like he and One were always just rough.]

I was just asking cause I was curious... did I make you mad?

[He leans his head down closer, pressing his forehead against Chuuya's -- a close, intimate move, but they were already pretty damn close right now. The light shining in from the window is dim, but his voice makes it clear he's smiling.]

Sorry... don't be mad, okay?

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Learn what a tsundere is, Shell, sheesh.

Chuuya’s huffiness dissipates almost instantly when their foreheads touch, and despite not being even a tad bit ashamed of his near-nudity, Chuuya blushes at the sudden, intimate contact. It’s nice, of course it is, but now he appears much more vulnerable than he’d intended.]

...fine.

[His voice is a soft murmur as he fights off the desire to let his eyelids slide shut and fall asleep just like this.

...actually, he thinks he will. Eventually. He’s far too comfy to move.]

...I’m glad. That you’re drinking blood again. I know you’re not, but still.

[steponme]

[The vulnerability is probably not helped by the fact that Shell can see that blush on his face perfectly. Which has his own face flushing, the smile on his face growing just a bit more -- even as Chuuya proceeds to bring up his least favorite subject.]

[There's another apology on his lips, prepared to apologize for being such a headache and for worrying him. But he pauses, and instead redirects it.]

Thank you... for worrying about me.

I know it's still gonna be hard, but... as long as I have friends like you looking out for me... I think it's gonna be okay. Cause I'm not alone anymore.

[thetaintedsorrow]

That’s what I’ve been saying.

[Chuuya may talk tough, but his voice is nothing more than a soft murmur as sleep threatens to overtake him at any second. It’s been one hell of a day, and they could both use some rest to sleep off the booze.]

It’s gonna be fine.

[So sleepy...he’ll just...close his eyes now, forehead still resting against Shell’s. Thank god no one is around to take pictures this time...

Right?]

G’night.

[steponme]

Good night...

[And likewise, Shell's eyes slide closed and he drifts off to sleep, all snuggled up with Chuuya...]


[Only to wake up a few hours later, feeling like he's dying. He groans, curling up and burying his face into the source of warmth laying beside him.]

[Which basically means pressing his face into the crook of Chuuya's neck and pulling him even closer, clinging as if he were his teddy bear or something.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Chuuya sleeps rather well all things considered, right up until Shell pulls him closer and groans in pain. Chuuya’s eyes flutter open instinctively, and he blinks away the blurriness of first waking to (sort of, he’s awfully close) see Shell clinging to him for dear life.]

Huh?

[His hungover brain takes a good couple of minutes to register what’s going on.

Ah. Baby’s second hangover.]

...your head hurt?

1/2

[steponme]

Urgh... you're talking too loud...

[No he's not. But everything is pain and the light coming in from the window is too bright.]

[But it's not going to last, because in that moment he remembers... that someone else is in bed with him.]

[steponme]

[He jumps back, eyes wide as he sits up in bed, staring back at Chuuya.]

[And then staring down, noticing their mutual state of undress.]

Ch-Chuuya!? Why are you-- wh-why are we...

[Events from last night slowly trickle in--]

...why do I always fall asleep with you?

[I mean, it's a valid question.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Meanwhile Chuuya is slow to wake, and even after Shell jumps away like he’s been electrocuted Chuuya simply blinks at him a few times before letting out a yawn.]

I crashed here after drinking with you.

[Oh. Hm. They’re both stripped down to their underwear. Must’ve been stuffy last night.]

I dunno. It just happens.

[Chuuya runs his fingers through his messy hair, letting the situation sink in.]

We didn’t fuck, if that’s what you’re worried about.

[steponme]

I-I know we didn't! I would remember that much... I think.

[His face is still flushed though, and after a moment or two, he shifts over to the side of the bed and stand. Grabbing a bathrobe that's hanging on the back of the door and slipping it on, he takes a quick calming breath, and then just sits back on the edge of the bed.]

...I shouldn't drink that much anymore. I think I... I said some weird things... right?

[thetaintedsorrow]

I’d hope so.

[Let’s be real, nobody could forget sex with Chuuya.]

Weird? Nah. Revealing? Yeah.

[Chuuya still isn’t getting up. He’s far too comfy for that. Aside from his pounding headache, that is.]

We don’t have to talk about it if you’d rather not.

[steponme]

I don't know whether it's a matter of wanting to or needing to, but...

[Because he doesn't particularly want to, but it would be better to clear the air, right? He remembers crying an awful lot about One, mostly. But mixed in with that is all the flirting at the bar, and the question Chuuya asked him last night--]

[He's up on his feet again, blushing and frowning and just generally looking frazzled.]

...but first, I'm getting something for this headache. Want me to bring you anything?

[thetaintedsorrow]

Pills and water.

[Chuuya sprawls out over the sheets with another yawn, his hair fanning out over the pillow. He’s the picture of a lazy cat right now.]

You should come lay down again after that. You look exhausted.

[steponme]

I think I will... I'm still pretty tired after last nigh--

[And when he opens the door, for some reason, it just comes crashing open--]

1/3

[eaudevamp]

[ Unbeknownst to those two inside, Reign had been camping right outside Shell's room since this morning, pressing his ear against the door in an attempt to hear what was going on.

In fact, it all began since the night before. Reign had returned a little earlier from his shop, intending to get a nice rest when he heard noises in the living room. Of course, his first course of action was to greet Shell, until he heard Chuuya's familiar voice.

Truth be told, Reign was very curious about what they were talking about, but decided not to trample on their privacy. That was, until they headed for the kitchen, which was right beside his room. With the thin walls of their house, as well as a vampire's keen sense of hearing, Reign couldn't help catching snippets of their conversation. There were so many new things Reign was finding out about Shell, aspects that he knew his friend wasn't ready to share with him, but he was all right with that. After all, Reign too hadn't bare all his soul to Shell, more so about events when he was in Nysa.

Only when Shell retreated to his room (with Chuuya inviting himself), did Reign settle back down for the night, though it took him a long while before he finally could sleep. ]

2/3

[eaudevamp]

[ Come morning, Reign had decided not to intrude on Shell and Chuuya's privacy, but he was dying to know what may have happened inside Shell's room that night. Was it something as innocent as cuddling like the last time he saw them sleeping together at Chuuya's birthday party? Or perhaps something a bit more? He was pretty sure he heard some clothes rustling until it got too muffled.

So with Scorch in his arms (with specific instruction to keep quiet), Reign tip-toed towards Shell's room, crouching down as he pressed his ear to the door.

Huh? "Exhausted"? "Tired"? They really did—

The door suddenly opened, and Reign yelped in surprise as he hit the floor. ]

done

[eaudevamp]

[ Reign looked up at an upside-down Shell with a stunned look, then grimaced, before mustering up an awkward smile and an equally awkward wave of his hand. ]

Oh... Urm... Morning!

[ He craned his neck a bit, catching a pretty naked looking Chuuya on the bed. Oooh, his body looked good. Ahem! Another wave at Chuuya as well. ]

You too, Chuuya.

[ Scorch moo'ed from his spot on Reign's chest, adding his own greeting, though clearly he had no idea what was going on. ]

[thetaintedsorrow]

What the-

[Chuuya certainly isn’t expecting Reign to come tumbling into the room, Scorch in his arms. It takes his hungover brain a second to catch up and realize exactly why Reign would be lingering around outside Shell’s bedroom door.]

Oh my god.

[Chuuya rubs his forehead with an exasperated sigh. He really needs to stop falling asleep with Shell...]

...g’morning.

[Denying anything at this point will just sound suspicious...]

[steponme]

R-Reign!?

[Shell is certainly not expecting this either, but truth be told, some part of him honestly forgot Reign would probably be home right now.]

[And naturally, it's quickly occurring to him that Reign was probably home last night too.]

[Oh boy.]

[But one thing at a time. And right now, his head hurts just a bit too much to overreact.]

Good... morning. [...] What were you doing against the door?

[eaudevamp]

[ Well, this was really awkward. Perhaps Reign had intruded on some intimate time between Shell and Chuuya, or maybe he really was just a pervert vampire who liked to eavesdrop on his best friend getting it on with another. Ahem.

There was so many things he wanted to ask. About last night's conversation, mostly. Especially the part on Shell letting One hurt him. But it was best he ask that later, when he was alone with Shell.

For now, Reign just continued to grin up at them as he replied with a playful leer. ] I was practicing my aural voyeuristic skills.