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

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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: DarkiplierMoriarty 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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[info]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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[info]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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[info]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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[info]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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[info]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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