catchall ✧ this is our story.

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WHO: Yoo Joonghyuk and you! Friends. Not-friends.
WHAT: Catchall forever
WHERE: Netherworld general
WHEN: The present, the future
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary.

Look at me. I am woven together by story, held firm by myth. Look at me. I will tell you of the men that ate me bloody. I will tell you of how ferociously I bit my way out of their stomachs.

— Venetta Octavia, The Alchemy of Smallness —

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[midway]

[ Extremely weird to see a man just flashing his tits at him in the woods, but sometimes that's life.

Joonghyuk's blood catches his eye more like this, now convinced that the word he glimpsed at earlier wasn't a hallucination made up in the dim light of the night.

He starts to remove the bloodied bandages. If I were Anna, I'd describe the sensation of Claude's fingers brushing against Joonghyuk's skin, but this is a heterosexual thread. ]

Is it normal for your blood to be made of words?

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[ THEY COULD HAVE JUST NOT DONE THIS. I just realized I sprung word blood on you again. Anyway, the words bleed and spell a speckled sentence about a doomed man who once fell prey to poison.

Don't write about Claude's strong and calloused archer fingertips grazing his tanned skin, you weirdo. He isn't the time to sit idle, so he helps unravel and redress. ]

It's the way of my world.

[midway]

[ Is Joonghyuk sober enough to help or is he just getting in the way?

Claude will probably humour him for the most part. He's just focused on getting him patched up, trying to clean away the split blood as much as he can. ]

Oh? Does it reveal your secrets?

[ How pointed for a story about poison to show up just for Claude... ]

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[ For the most part, he is helpful... Though slow. It is up to you to decide if he's useless or not. ]

Stories. It won't be conveying my thoughts and emotions.

[ Stories are like that, too, leaving the reader to make assumptions and piece things together. ]

And they're not always accurate. Don't read too much into it.

[midway]

So you're not human?

[ Claude assumes not, but you never know. They have weird blood in Fódlan too.

It doesn't take too long to patch Joonghyuk up, even with his fumbling around. ]

Anyway, you should probably head back home before you end up in further trouble.

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I am.

[ Just a weird one. At this point, he has to admit defeat that it'll be difficult for him to head back home. Fishing out his phone, he gives it to Claude. ]

Make a call for me.

[midway]

[ i wish this thread wasn't 4 weeks old so claude could hijack yjh's phone to send sexts

Anyway, he snoops through Joonghyuk's messages immediately. ]

To who?

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[ i'm sorry spoon i will release you.

He can tell that Claude is snooping, so it earns a leer, but he doesn't make a threat cause there's nothing useful. i guess claude can see omegaverse discussion.

There's a pause like he's second guessing this decision. ]

Han Sooyoung or Kim Dokja.

[midway]

[ how many people did yaywon send this to

He definitely notices though, lifting a brow before calling Sooyoung.

He just kind of looks at Joonghyuk for a moment while doing this and nods. Omega. ]

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[ Thanks. He's going to pass out and I'm going to release you from this thread... Joonghyuk will continue to not know who Claude is until the house mingle.

It seems with knowing a companion will pick him up, he has given up on not looking pitiful and pathetic. ]