WEED PARTY WEED PARTY

[holeful]

His spirit is always with us...

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[mukagen]

[ Feed him? Take care of him? The most people have done to take care of him at home is take care of his wounds. So that's such a weird thought... He has always been fine. ]

Who would even do that?

[ WEIRD. ]

[housewolf]

I would. It's nice taking care of people.

1/2

[mukagen]

[ oh. ]

[mukagen]

Hey, Omi...

[ He leans forward even though EVERYONE in the room is going to hear him. ]

How many people have you seduced? I'm curious.

[housewolf]

It's rude to give numbers out just like that?

[mukagen]

[ Hm. Gojou leans back, crossing his arms and his legs while batting his pretty white eyelashes. He peers into Omi's eyes, as if LOOKING INTO HIS SOUL, with a playful smile. ]

6!

[ He made his guess and includes himself to pad the number. ]

[housewolf]

[If that's how he wants to do it- Omi leans forward, into his personal space.]

Would you like to help me add to it?

[holeful]

Hey, not while miss Beauregard is here....

[And no other reasons.]

1/2

[mukagen]

[ EVEN THOUGH HE HEARD FUKUDA, he pulls Omi closer by the collar, only a whisper apart. There's no thought of fucking in mind at all.

Instead, he bites him on the lips. Light chomp. ]

Be careful of who you provoke, Omi.

[mukagen]

[ giggle ]

I already added myself to the number!

[ BURSTS UP LAUGHIN LIKE A HYENA ]

[holeful]

[BRO I AM JUST SITTING HERE..............]

[mukagen]

[ STILL LAUGHING LIKE THIS IS SO FUNNY (in his rational mind, he doesn't know why he's laughing)... AND SMACKS FUKUDA's ARM. ]

Did Omi-wan seduce you, too, piercings?!

[housewolf]

[ Omi laughs. And then he takes Gojou by the collar and pulls him into a rough and demanding kiss, tugging him close. ]

That's better, don't you think?

[mukagen]

[ ... What the fuck is happening. He only made a counter threat for fun, but he's definitely getting kissed—super hard. He should just take this, right? Tack it on as points!! for sloth house! He should relax, let it happen, let Omi go... Laugh it off.

but his brain is like this. ]

Where do you think you're going? [ He lets go of Omi's collar, now settled on his shoulder while his free hand tugs the other man back by the waistband. ] Usually, for such insolence, you would be punished.

[ But he can't think of one, so he'll just pursue more kissing and tongue-tying. Settle on his lap! ]

[disreguarded]

[ beau just deadeyesing in the background ]

[commedia]

[Douman's typically cheerful expression is also fading, looking at all of this. Hm.]

[They glance towards Beau.]

You. [And just gesturing.] Come here. This humble priest has yet to get to know you, yet.

[disreguarded]

[ "you" they say, and she bristles slightly, huffing. ]

I have a name.

[holeful]

[Looks up.]

I did say I'd help you, Gojou...

[mukagen]

Ta-mo-tsu! It's not like I need any care right now.

[ Says Gojou with two colorful bites on him and a bunch of bruises, but it's fine. ]

Wait, I should just be accepting it, huh.

[holeful]

Aah, I think so.

[Well now that you bring it up.... It's been covered up by his shirt collar but maybe his shirt got loose when Beau dropped him earlier and Fukuda actually has a visible bitemark on his neck? It's fine.]

I mean, I don't think you can indulge too much here.

[mukagen]

[ he is glad that fukuda is having fun with someone, whether or not he knows that person is in the same room(?) proud of you, boo.

maybe he'll ask later. anyway. DON'T THINK HE CAN INDULGE TOO MUCH HERE? IS THAT A CHALLENGE? ]

Says who?

[holeful]

.....

[He's too high for these riddles.]

The Avatars?

[mukagen]

... Oh!

[ That means he should behave, huh. Man, he doesn't want to. ]

This is more confusing than I remembered. [ More like he can't think. It feels nice, but he's beginning to not like being high. ] Does this mean no cuddles right now?

[commedia]

[piping up]

You shouldn't let Avatars stop you from such things, Gojou. Mmmm.

[mukagen]

[ the horny priest is right. Gojou latches onto Fukuda. ]

Are you just saying that because you want a cuddle pile, gramps?

[ Not that he minds. They are... so large?! They must be warm... Tiddies comforting. ]