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d | a december catchall (open & closed)
WHO: d & others
WHERE: the stygian hellscape
WHEN: month of december
WHAT: mistletoe kissing, winter cuddling, soulmates(?), spoon threatened me with a good time, trying to make francy stop being mean to rosa, inside d's door maybe
WARNINGS: dr...ug use...? (looks at silco and frowns), possible blood drinking, a claude date, dallisto, laurent's foul and grumpy mouth, problematically kissing heewon, dimitrid being depressed having to hold hands and kiss
OOC plotting post
WHERE: the stygian hellscape
WHEN: month of december
WHAT: mistletoe kissing, winter cuddling, soulmates(?), spoon threatened me with a good time, trying to make francy stop being mean to rosa, inside d's door maybe
WARNINGS: dr...ug use...? (looks at silco and frowns), possible blood drinking, a claude date, dallisto, laurent's foul and grumpy mouth, problematically kissing heewon, dimitrid being depressed having to hold hands and kiss
sylvain ¤ cursed mistletoe
He's now stuck beneath some mistletoe in the apartment building (who put this there?) with D, the baby. Will Sylvain bestow a kiss upon his cheek?]
You won't be able to leave.
[Why couldn't he have said this to Heewon instead of what he did say? A mystery.]
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he is curious why their resident bab is loitering around. seems to be the sort of person with something better to do. ]
...Why's that?
[ that still sounds pretty OMINOUS ngl. probably because d is, as ever, dressed like he's attending a funeral... ]
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The mistletoe. If you’re beneath it, it won’t allow you to leave.
[Unless kiss, but he does not say that. Maybe Sylvain… will… understand?]
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Oh. Never thought you'd be a stickler for tradition.
[ ...that's what this is about, right? the supposed rules of mistletoe? it's kinda cute how seriously d is taking this. (sylvain does not understand.) ]
Okay, so... I'll give you a kiss then...?
[ easy peasy. ]
If you don't mind, 'f course.
[ don't worry it won't be problematic ]
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It seems the rules are very traditional here.
[F for their curse.]
...Go ahead.
[He
politely removes his hat? Since it's obnoxious and will get in the way.]
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Well. Here goes.
[ he leans in slowly, dramatically... to give him a chaste kiss on the cheek. a gentle but firm press of his lips against d's fair skin, and sylvain even holds position for an extra beat, just to make sure he really got his point across to the mistletoe sprites.
then, he leans back on his heels, granting d his personal space once more. ]
All clear now, yeah?
[ ...wait. he immediately notices dark wisps of smoke cross his vision. ]
Huh...?
[ another puff of smog is released when he opens his mouth. ????? ]
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He stands and equally as politely accepts the chaste cheek kiss. Thank you for doing the Lord’s work, Sylvain.
Even though it doesn’t work out for either of them.
For a long moment, he watchfully peers at Sylvain’s breath fog (brog). And then he pauses. He slowly opens his mouth a bit and a forked tongue extends slightly out…]
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sylvain is trying to keep his cool, but every exhale produces a little cloud of black air. he doesn't... feel any pain or oddities, but it's still quite alarming. (if he closes his mouth, it just spouts from his nostrils, which is really no better.)
and as soon as d opens his mouth sylvain blurts out, ]
Your tongue!
[ it definitely wasn't like that before. sylvain belatedly remembers to back up some more, so he's not breathing smoke all up in d's face. ]
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The tongue is a surprise. When he speaks again, there is--hilariously--a bit of a lisp from how thin the tongue has become, how it's shaped.]
The kiss didn't work.
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there's nothing cute about that tongue, though (other than the lisp). sylvain looks at him as if to say put it back! even if he knows it isn't D's fault. ]
There's no way this is permanent...??
[ maybe he should've just been "problematic" and planted one on d's lips. he mumbles, releasing more dark vapor, ]
If it stays like this I'm never gonna get to kiss again...
[ no!!!!!!!!!!!!! ]
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I don't know if it's permanent. [THE LISP IS STILL THERE. It's actually kind of cute. It doesn't fit his aesthetic at all.] I don't know if kissing will remove what's been done.
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anyway, sylvain closes his eyes for a beat. ]
You think it had to be on the mouth to count...?
[ looking at d, with his forked tongue and lisp... thinking about his own gross smoke-breath... ]
...Ugh. Should we try anyway?
[ asked with a grimace, like obviously he'd rather not, and also imagine having to kiss this mouth. ]
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If the game is made to cause the most trouble, yes.
[It really did have to be mouth to mouth, huh… He watches the smoke billow out of Sylvain’s mouth. Doesn’t seem poisonous at least…]
I don’t know if it will remove one already instated. But we can try if you wish.
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So much for being a gentleman...
[ (murmured softly under his smoky-colored breath. like sylvain is a ho, yeah, but he's also a former noble and knight with some sense of decorum.) also d really has the short end of the stick between the two. at least sylvain's not planning on frenching that forked tongue (im sorry anna 😔) so d hypothetically does not need to worry about inhaling any dark... mouth-fumes... ]
Just don't hold it against me if it doesn't work.
[ with legal liability out of the way, sylvain angles his face once more to kiss the young man, a soft but lingering caress against his mouth. ]
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[His fork tongue french kiss… 😔
D appreciates the fellow decorum actually. He is strangely very big on knightly code of conduct. Which is why he respectfully took his hat off before.
He does not swoop in to smooch Sylvain, but allows the other man to kiss him while he tips his head. The lips that seem like they would be cold are actually warm! Lucky Sylvain!
Does this fix literally anything though? Maybe… Are they satisfied with the smooch…?]
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...it's a perfunctory kiss, but not heartless. sylvain smiles a little when he steps back, and gently pats d's cheek. he's kinda fond of this guy despite knowing very little about him—maybe projecting warm feelings he holds towards the other stoics in his life. but anyway, ]
Well. That didn't work.
[ he says through an inky haze. ]
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Luckily, D goes about it with the same air of respectful chivalry and similar method of clinical execution. He doesn’t try to slip Sylvain any forked tongue.
Only… their efforts don’t work. That figures. He still has a little lisp when he speaks.]
Unfortunately.