[After some looking around, two tall weirdos finally wander into Molly's brand new safe place, the tarot room in the circus that almost seems like it was made for him?
Fukuda is leading the charge, he's holding a big bowl of grapes, both red and green varieties.]
Ah, Mollymauk, there you are. We're here to feed you fruit. [You know. Normal stuff. He seems pretty sincere unlike Gojou.]
[just putting a clown in the fucking circus where he belongs
He does immediately love this little place though and had holed up immediately, just lounging on the pillows and shuffling through the tarot deck that had been laid out so nicely - he'd been flipping one particular card back and forth, a little confused. Hm. Well.
Molly does a bit of a start when these two wander in just bearing fruit and like. Pleasantries? What in the world.
[There's like. A full thirty seconds of fucking silence, gang. What the fuck is this?
A whole thought process happens in those thirty seconds that goes something along the lines of:
what the fuck. ok. it's very thoughtful in a way? but also a very insane way. i'm very sad my friend is dead. is this really happening? is this a prank? this is actually so ridiculous to as be the funniest thing to possibly ever happen to me, mollymauk.
[ GOJOU WARNED MOLLY FUKUDA WAS PLANNING SOMETHING. HERE IT IS. It's good to know two are losing their minds right now while one person is being authentic and genuine, so considerate.
He looks back at Fukuda brimming with confidence—see, he likes the talk? (why) ]
[I can't believe hole man comes with a disclaimer now that isn't even hole related.]
Ah, right you did say that the other day... [He had forgotten in the drug haze. Fukuda shuffles awkwardly, because he's actually forgotten most of the things he's learned from pop culture this week, and thus has no idea how to talk to royalty.]
How would you like this to... go down your.... kinglyness? [This man is drowning.]
[HE WAS WARNED. he was warned. this is truly indulging in the sin of Cringe. Everyone is thanking their lucky stars Molly has had truly a Night of Therapizing and has trash compacted some emotions into the itty-bittiest little black hole of feelings that will probably explode at some point but! not right now.
King. Hmmmmm.]
Let's go with Liege, yeah?
[And then he sits up a bit, patting the pillows on either side of the seat next to him. Might as well sit down.]
[ when that happens, it'll be fantastic and horrible. but right now, Gojou is sizing up to Molly's side with a vine of grapes, plucking the most succulent one and holding it out to him. Say ahh. ]
Is there a topic that lures you, my Liege? If I have to choose, I'm interested in the cards.
[ It's all superstition to him, but it must be different elsewhere, right? Much like how exorcists are a joke to some people. ]
[He will just open his mouth like straight up at the doctor's office because this isn't particularly sexy, but the conversation does interest him now! Poppin' that grape right in there, chewing while he thinks it over.]
Ah, the cards? You want a reading--
[Well,]
I'd wait for a bit. Having a little trouble today. Didn't predict this for example.
[ They will indeed take turns feeding Molly like servants to a king, though very much less sexy on all of their parts. The point is, they're spoiling someone. Gojou goes as far as patting Molly's lips with a napkin sometimes. ]
This is a little spontaneous and short-noticed, so I understand how it may have evaded you.
[ because to be honest he was caught off-guard ]
I've never thought much about the cards before... Diviners are usually a sham in my world.
[Fukuda could not do it sexily even if he wanted to. Also he is very pointedly cycling through the colors in a pattern; green grape, red grape, purple grape, repeat.]
So you can normally tell the future with them? I thought they were just for fortune telling... [So he's in a similar situation as Gojou.]
[He is starting to settle in more now, because. Sure. Very spoiled, actually. He'll lean into the napkin pats by Gojou with a laugh, and just to tease Fukuda a bit. He reaches over and steals two green grapes in a row and grinning at him.]
No, just a joke. It isn't so clear cut as that, telling me what's going to happen in a day. Sometimes it's just . . . self-reflection. Or guidance on a question.
[ Oh. Gojou is somewhat disappointed that there is no real divination powers Molly can talk about, but at the same time satisfied with the truth. The feeding is coming to a halt as they're settling into regular conversation. ]
I understand the basis of readings to be introspective, but... Some people take it so literally and seriously. Like horoscopes.
[He actually does seem gently distressed at the pattern break? And then after a moment he moves the green grapes to the top of his pile, muttering to himself;]
...So the purple grapes were offensive after all? [He will only feed Molly green grapes now unless further corrected.]
I wonder if the Avatars believe in horoscopes. They put our zodiac signs on our profiles.
[Who says there's no real divination powers? Who's to say. If Gojou isn't going to feed him anymore, he'll just lean over to Fukuda and put his feet up on Gojou's lap.]
Who says I don't take it seriously? Just that it never does anyone much good to declare a certain furture. That's all.
[ Stoppp. Whenever Molly looks at him long enough, he will feed him, okay? He would never make a good servant. The feet may stay on his lap, though. Thighs... Are definitely not soft. ]
Yeah, they're signs that... [ uhhh. ] Are dictated by what celestial bodies align at the time of your birth.
[Fukuda meanwhile is actually getting kind of into feeding Molly? He might be letting his fingers linger by Molly's mouth a little longer than is socially acceptable.]
Aah. The names correspond to constellations. They're supposed to influence your personality, too. But I don't know that much about them.
[mollymauk voice: i am aware of the effect i have on monsterfuckers
That's fine, the legs are staying. Enjoy boots. Molly just grins a bit at Fukuda shooting his shot, before he reaches up - takes Fukuda's hand and kisses the finger tips, then pushes his hand back into his lap.]
That's probably enough, darling, getting full now.
[But he likes the constellations conversations, so]
And what does Scorpio mean? Hopefully something flattering.
[ Continue to flirt over there while Gojou just has boots. This is also fine since he's trying to remember Scorpio. ]
If I remember correctly, they're the sign most known for passion...? But it doesn't seem like their reputation is that great. Something about being volatile and one to hold grudges, very secretive and guarded.
[ What else. ]
They represent extremes since ~passion~, I guess. Everything I've read also heavily emphasized them being sexy.
[ monsterfucking is an identifier of their generation. just accept it, Fukuda. Gojou also leans in like they're fawning over cosmopolitan or something. ]
Scorpios are also known to be very ride or die friends, extremely loyal. I think that's a really good quality, personally.
[ ... oh my god fukuda he was hoping for like... some kind of flustered reaction so they can have a laugh, not this. even though he should have known. HE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN.
Quietly, he takes one of the pillows and holds it against Fukuda's face. Shhh. No more. ]
Never mind. I want to go back. Pretend I never asked.
Anyway, molly just stands up, goes over to each of them in turn: grabbing Gojou by the face and smooching him on the forehead, and smooching Fukuda on the forehead but over the pillow that's on his face.]
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week 1, monday
Fukuda is leading the charge, he's holding a big bowl of grapes, both red and green varieties.]
Ah, Mollymauk, there you are. We're here to feed you fruit.
[You know. Normal stuff. He seems pretty sincere unlike Gojou.]
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He does immediately love this little place though and had holed up immediately, just lounging on the pillows and shuffling through the tarot deck that had been laid out so nicely - he'd been flipping one particular card back and forth, a little confused. Hm. Well.
Molly does a bit of a start when these two wander in just bearing fruit and like. Pleasantries? What in the world.
. . . Are you?
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Yes, we are here to pamper you, milord.
[ A gracious, low bow. ]
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Now, if you say it like that, he's going to think we're not being sincere, Gojou.
[Well.... Anyway! He turns back to Molly.]
Well, I know you bring food to people when they're in mourning, and I know you wanted people to feed you fruit, so.
[Holds up the bowl of grapes.]
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A whole thought process happens in those thirty seconds that goes something along the lines of:
what the fuck.
ok.
it's very thoughtful in a way?
but also a very insane way. i'm very sad my friend is dead.
is this really happening? is this a prank?
this is actually so ridiculous to as be the funniest thing to possibly ever happen to me, mollymauk.
so i guess this is happening now?
Pointing to Gojou.]
Much prefer the way he said it.
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He looks back at Fukuda brimming with confidence—see, he likes the talk? (why) ]
Even if he lost his crown, he is still royalty.
[ Go on, Fukuda. Speak. ]
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Ah, right you did say that the other day...
[He had forgotten in the drug haze. Fukuda shuffles awkwardly, because he's actually forgotten most of the things he's learned from pop culture this week, and thus has no idea how to talk to royalty.]
How would you like this to... go down your.... kinglyness?
[This man is drowning.]
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King. Hmmmmm.]
Let's go with Liege, yeah?
[And then he sits up a bit, patting the pillows on either side of the seat next to him. Might as well sit down.]
At least give me some good conversation too.
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Is there a topic that lures you, my Liege? If I have to choose, I'm interested in the cards.
[ It's all superstition to him, but it must be different elsewhere, right? Much like how exorcists are a joke to some people. ]
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Oh, yes, I'm curious about those too, my Liege. They're tarot cards, aren't they?
[He's cursorily familiar.]
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Ah, the cards? You want a reading--
[Well,]
I'd wait for a bit. Having a little trouble today. Didn't predict this for example.
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This is a little spontaneous and short-noticed, so I understand how it may have evaded you.
[ because to be honest he was caught off-guard ]
I've never thought much about the cards before... Diviners are usually a sham in my world.
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So you can normally tell the future with them? I thought they were just for fortune telling...
[So he's in a similar situation as Gojou.]
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No, just a joke. It isn't so clear cut as that, telling me what's going to happen in a day. Sometimes it's just . . . self-reflection. Or guidance on a question.
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I understand the basis of readings to be introspective, but... Some people take it so literally and seriously. Like horoscopes.
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...So the purple grapes were offensive after all?
[He will only feed Molly green grapes now unless further corrected.]
I wonder if the Avatars believe in horoscopes. They put our zodiac signs on our profiles.
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Who says I don't take it seriously? Just that it never does anyone much good to declare a certain furture. That's all.
[As for the horoscopes . . . ]
Ah, is that what those are?
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Yeah, they're signs that... [ uhhh. ] Are dictated by what celestial bodies align at the time of your birth.
[ He thinks. ]
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Aah. The names correspond to constellations. They're supposed to influence your personality, too. But I don't know that much about them.
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That's fine, the legs are staying. Enjoy boots. Molly just grins a bit at Fukuda shooting his shot, before he reaches up - takes Fukuda's hand and kisses the finger tips, then pushes his hand back into his lap.]
That's probably enough, darling, getting full now.
[But he likes the constellations conversations, so]
And what does Scorpio mean? Hopefully something flattering.
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If I remember correctly, they're the sign most known for passion...? But it doesn't seem like their reputation is that great. Something about being volatile and one to hold grudges, very secretive and guarded.
[ What else. ]
They represent extremes since ~passion~, I guess. Everything I've read also heavily emphasized them being sexy.
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Well, Mollymauk certainly seems sexy and passionate with his shirt open like that.
[What sort of logic is this.]
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Not sure I entirely like that. I'm not a grudgeholder, and I've got absolutely no secrets at all.
[Though, at Fukuda chiming in.]
I'll take that though.
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Scorpios are also known to be very ride or die friends, extremely loyal. I think that's a really good quality, personally.
[ ... Oh. Fukuda. ]
Do you have a crush on Molly, piercings?
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I don't think so?
[Why is he so unsure? Why are they discussing this right in front of Molly's salad?]
... Unless that would help?
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[What a conversation that's unfolding! His friend was lava-fied just hours ago!]
Help with what? Seems a rather personal decision, my friend. Don't let me influence you one way or the other.
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Quietly, he takes one of the pillows and holds it against Fukuda's face. Shhh. No more. ]
Never mind. I want to go back. Pretend I never asked.
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Anyway, molly just stands up, goes over to each of them in turn: grabbing Gojou by the face and smooching him on the forehead, and smooching Fukuda on the forehead but over the pillow that's on his face.]
I will say, that did help.