hazel grouse (
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Who: Hazel and u
What: small priest is heckled by trees and literature
When: May 21~23 or so, flexible
Where: Far Shore places
Warnings: hazel and jae-ha have an active sex life
Summary: heckle
I. spooky trees
[It is what it sounds like: somewhere on the Far Shore, anywhere on the Far Shore, where Hazel is and where you, the witness, also happen to be, Hazel is making his waydowntown around minding his own business like a man being followed. Or: he keeps looking over his shoulder, or stopping abruptly to look suddenly off to one side, or do all manner of things that look very much like he's trying to catch someone sneaking up on him.
But there isn't anyone there, because of course there isn't. Eventually, exasperated, he just comes to a natural stop and announces to the air:] Even the dang trees're nosy.
[have you ever been stalked by a spooky forest]
II. what kind of dewey decimal is this
[There's a library and new gods are being invited to come. That's enough for Hazel to finally nose around in there, after staying very much away from anything involving being within spitting distance of the old gods before now. He's a sight to behold when any individual old god passes by and expects a greeting, all manners and flattery and unpleasant looks the moment their backs are turned. He'd give them a rude gesture for the road, but that's far too improper for him.
But when he's not making childish faces at other gods' backs, he's trying to find... anything at all worthwhile in this place. There's nothing in order. It's a wreck. He can't find a single thing, and for all his practicing there are still plenty of kanji he's never seen before, so the older books in particular are brutal...
He pauses, picks a book up off a shelf, and frowns at it.] I can't even remember lookin' for this, it was so long ago.
[He has been here for Hours.]
III. wildcard
[hello what would you like to do? please ask and I can deliver]
What: small priest is heckled by trees and literature
When: May 21~23 or so, flexible
Where: Far Shore places
Warnings: hazel and jae-ha have an active sex life
Summary: heckle
I. spooky trees
[It is what it sounds like: somewhere on the Far Shore, anywhere on the Far Shore, where Hazel is and where you, the witness, also happen to be, Hazel is making his way
But there isn't anyone there, because of course there isn't. Eventually, exasperated, he just comes to a natural stop and announces to the air:] Even the dang trees're nosy.
[have you ever been stalked by a spooky forest]
II. what kind of dewey decimal is this
[There's a library and new gods are being invited to come. That's enough for Hazel to finally nose around in there, after staying very much away from anything involving being within spitting distance of the old gods before now. He's a sight to behold when any individual old god passes by and expects a greeting, all manners and flattery and unpleasant looks the moment their backs are turned. He'd give them a rude gesture for the road, but that's far too improper for him.
But when he's not making childish faces at other gods' backs, he's trying to find... anything at all worthwhile in this place. There's nothing in order. It's a wreck. He can't find a single thing, and for all his practicing there are still plenty of kanji he's never seen before, so the older books in particular are brutal...
He pauses, picks a book up off a shelf, and frowns at it.] I can't even remember lookin' for this, it was so long ago.
[He has been here for Hours.]
III. wildcard
[hello what would you like to do? please ask and I can deliver]
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But okay, he'll take his plate and blink at Jae-Ha before leaning forward a little to try that cake piece. Delicious!! Store-bought cake.]
I picked the best one I could find. [Jae-Ha's turn!! Hazel scoops up his own little forkful and holds it out.]
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Ah, it actually is really good when it's not just frosting. He smirks as he licks his lips.]
I can always count on you for a treat. [Another fork of cake is offered towards Hazel, but Jae-Ha still leans in with it to kiss at his cheek. Hello, they are definitely still eating cake—] Thank you.
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'Course. There's more where that came from, but ya need to finish eatin' first.
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I'm enjoying it bite by bite. It won't go to waste. [He's ready for another! But he does keep talking...] More treats, you mean? The present, or is there more than that? I'm going to get curious if you speak like that.
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There's the present, then whatever ya want. I only bought the one cake, though.
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One cake is more than enough. But do I get you for the whole day? [He pokes Hazel's lips with the fork with more cake on it.]
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Well, it is your birthday. Surely the birthday boy gets all my attention for the whole day.
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[Hmm, this whole birthday thing is ridiculous in all the right ways. He's even gone through the trouble of moving that birthday boy pin to his new ridiculous shirt, making it even sillier. See? But the idea of celebrating this, creating this new memory in place of one he lost...
He sets his cake plate down on the counter for a moment, stepping a little closer to Hazel. He moves a hand to rest at the back of his neck, ducks down and kisses him. Pause from cake for this.]
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Hazel is considering actually serving himself his own cake slice for a moment, but he looks up in time to be kissed. Ah, yes, that's more interesting than cake—he sets his plate down blindly, nudging it to make sure it doesn't fall over the edge before reaching up to cup Jae-Ha's face with his hands. This is a good kiss to pause cake time for...]
I should've had candles. Next time, there'll be candles. [But first, another kiss,]
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To remind me of my age? [He laughs, leaning back into this slow, relaxing kiss. Jae-Ha curls his free hand over one of the hands at his face, letting this last for a few more seconds before he speaks again.] I think it was perfect already.
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[Since Jae-Ha is still so close, Hazel takes advantage of this and his moment of quiet to lean up and kiss him on the nose. Nice.] Maybe I just wanna see your face when all the candles come out lit.
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Be careful. I'm aware your real age is something like forty, and your birthday will come around before mine does a second time. [Don't think he won't put a big old 40 on the cake!! Inner old man...]
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Don't be jealous of my sparklin' youth, now. Besides, my birthday's not 'til January, so you've got a ways to go.
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We'll see about your sparkling youth. [What a cutie... Ugh... He leans in for one more kiss before he pulls back and takes his cake plate again. Okay, this cake was good, he'll finish it so they can put the rest away.]
I really do feel irreplaceable when I'm with you. Today was a nice idea.
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Well, you're plenty welcome. I'd throw ya a birthday party every day, but eventually we'd get sick of the cake.
[He slides an arm around Jae-Ha's waist and shuffles to stand close to him, while he just finishes the last few bites of his piece with one hand, from the counter. Hug him while trying to put cake away.]
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[Gifts aren't either, even if he might give them on occasion. Just cute hugs like this, and smiles. He'll manage to eat his cake like this.] You know, this shirt is surprisingly soft.
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I think it's meant for sleepin' in.
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It looks like you're as comfortable with it as I am. [Hugging on his soft shirt... Clearly this was the intention all along. He finally manages his last bite of cake, leaning to set his plate and fork aside so he can wrap his arms around Hazel in turn.]
Then it's perfect for relaxing around at home.
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Then that's what we're gonna have to do, I reckon. There's no helpin' it if the shirt says so.
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With a hug like this, I think I've fallen for you all over again.
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Oh yeah? I'm doin' somethin' right, then. [He squeezes again, to prove his point. God, this stupid shirt is so soft.] We're not through yet, but I'll say happy birthday now. I love you.
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Thank you. I love you, too. [Ugh, his heart is going to melt.] You were enough of a gift, but now I have more to think of you by. I hope you enjoy being associated with this t-shirt.
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Well, it's powerfully soft. I could do worse as far as shirts go.
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[He laughs, pulling away enough to look fondly down at Hazel. He brushes fingers against his cheek. Hmmm... He could just kiss him a lot, but he's trying to save that for when they're not half in the middle of things.]
You said there was one more present before you, right?
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Wait here and I'll go get it. And close your eyes. [do it]
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imminent sin warning, this is it,
SINNN sin enough to require a warning,
i added one,
it's perfect
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