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Tweak says, "Our last best hope for victory"

Sherrinford Moran Holmes (notfromsherwood) wrote in westviewic,
@ 2024-03-02 17:20:00

Entry tags:

! forgotten memories plot, !log, aedan vael (blackaproned), damien thorn (antichrist_ceo), james moriarty (consolcrim), sherrinford holmes (notfromsherwood), vinsmoke sanji (allbluedreams)

Who:Anyone!
What:Amnesia Party!getting to know each other all over again
When: late afternoon/ early Nightish?
Where: ~~Darkiplier~~Moriarty Manor
Rating:TBD but medium for now

With the older mans help, and after picking each others names, it hadn't taken long to get a bunch of party supplies. Quite a few 'hi! My name is:' Stickers, markers, and a few other things. Along with pizza and booze and snacks. He wasn't entirely sure anyone would show up, but it was worth a shot. After setting up in case people did turn out, he flopped down on one of the couches with a sigh. Taking a small sip of the drink he'd poured for himself, and relaxed slightly.

"What kind of music should I pick? If people do show up?" He questioned the other man, peering up from his phone and tilting his head curiously.

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consolcrim
2024-03-04 06:20 pm UTC (link)

Apparently, rambling and a lack of filter is what occurs when he's drunk. Thankfully, he's not slurring words but his accent is very prominent. Because he starts talking and staring at the man under him in a strange awe.

"I want to like you but I don't know if I'm supposed to. I might love you or be obsessed with you because I found a picture and..." He deflates, exhaling and trying to shrink himself. "It's an instinct. I just can't grab onto it, you know?"

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notfromsherwood
2024-03-04 06:36 pm UTC (link)

Brow creasing at the ramble, he reached to cup the other's face in his hands, touch gentle as he shook his head. "Hey, hey, s'fine. Promise." He soothed gently. Wanting to ask about what picture the other hand mentioned, but not wanting to upset him any further, he tucked the information away to carefully ask about in the morning, if the older wasn't to hungover or sick.

"Can just take everything as it happens. New memories, yeah? Even figuring out if we like each other and all." He offered in a calm tone, rubbing small circles along his jaw gently and peering at him. Though he was certain he liked the other, given the butterflies and the like.

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consolcrim
2024-03-04 07:06 pm UTC (link)

At this rate, he'll get himself in a spiral so it's nice that he's trying to calm him. He leans against the hand on his face, not realizing the lump he feels in his throat until he swallows or that his face is getting wet.

He sits up, wipes at his eyes, and feels stupid. Getting emotional over something out of his hands. But the lack of control irks him, on a deep level he doesn't quite get in his current state. He should probably definitely not drink. "Sorry" he forces out, shaking his head. "New ones, sure."

He's trying to smile, trying not to feel like an idiot that's sitting on another grown man's lap and crying when he was fully intending to kiss the life out of him all but minutes ago.

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notfromsherwood
2024-03-04 07:23 pm UTC (link)

"Nothing to be sorry for." He assured him, gently rubbing small circles along his back when he moved to dry his eyes. If anything, he wanted to help the older calm down, and maybe curl up around him until they drifted into sleep.

The thought had him resting his forehead against the others. Continuing to rub small circles along the others back gently. "We should get some sleep at least." He offered gently, fingers gentle as he reached, tracing his thumb along his jaw. "Less you wanted to snog more?" He wasn't entirely opposed to the idea if it was.

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consolcrim
2024-03-04 07:38 pm UTC (link)

Instead of an answer, he presses a firm kiss to his lips. "Told you I'm not tired," he said against his lips before another kiss. "Jus out of sorts. And drunk, I think." A certain weightlessness feeling in his arms told him as much to confirm that.

"We've got nothing. Except each other and maybe Ginger Spice, even though we're strangers?" Saying it made his head spin and he groaned. Not dwelling was a problem he was having. He hoped he wasn't like this all the time.

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notfromsherwood
2024-03-04 07:45 pm UTC (link)

If anything, he thought the best cure for both those was sleep, but he didn't want to push it. Instead, he simply kissed him back gently a moment. A soft, pleased, hum at the soft affection.

"Seems so.That's ok, though." He agreed, gaze thoughtful. Trying to remember at all felt like looking into fog. Everything was just grey and it was impossible to see anything. With that thought, however, he moved. Scooping the older up and settling down regardless of how tired or not the older claimed to be. Nuzzling his jaw, he stole a warm kiss for himself, snuggling against him with a soft sound. "You ok, at least?" He questioned, continuing to nuzzle along his jaw gently

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consolcrim
2024-03-04 08:03 pm UTC (link)

The stare he gave the other when he said it was okay had an edge to it. It didn't feel okay and that was the only thing he was really sure of.

At being moved - manhandled yet again by the other - he whined only once. But then, he'd found himself comfortable and he couldn't complain. "Be fine. Just thinking too much. I thought drinking would shut it all up." So far it was doing the opposite and making his racing thoughts zoom like they were on speed. He squeezed his eyes shut, sticking close to him and burying his face into his neck.

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notfromsherwood
2024-03-04 08:26 pm UTC (link)

"Telling you, sleep'll help with that." Though he couldn't force him to. Instead he wound his arms around him, letting the other snuggle close and resumed rubbing soft circles along his back and up his side gently. Enjoying the warmth of the older pressed against him.

Without even thinking about it, he pressed soft, small, kisses against his hair. Letting his eyes shut, not to fall asleep but more just to enjoy the moment.

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