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[loudmouths]

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sometime in july ig

[reachingfangs]

What're you up to

[loudmouths]

nothin really, just kinda sitting around watching TV...

they have some weird shows!!

did you need me?

[reachingfangs]

[ So Keigo's free... That's all Renji needs to know.

A few seconds later, Renji is at Keigo's front door. He palms a small box wrapped in a bright, floral-patterned cloth, turning it over in his hand. It had been a pain to wrap something so small; the fabric hangs a little loose and the knot is almost as big as the box. But hopefully Keigo will appreciate the effort. He takes a deep breath, a faint, sweet perfume filling his chest, and he knocks at the door. ]

Late August!

[koboreta]

[Given how much pain Keigo seemed to be in during their first meeting here, saying something that will hopefully relieve some of that anguish should be easy. But that's just it - there's so much to work through that it still takes Sougo some time to work up the courage to send him a text. Who knew that this would be so hard?]

Keigo-kun... [Not "Asano-san." Keigo-kun.] This is Sougo.

I know that this is sudden, and you might not want to hear from me at all. But if you're free, could we meet up somewhere to talk? It's... really important.

time 2 die

[loudmouths]

[ of all people that keigo expected to see a message from, sougo wasn't one of them. he had made it fairly clear in his behavior that seeking him out, like he normally might have, was too painful. he felt guilty about it, too; it wasn't sougo's fault that his memories were taken from him. it was selfish of him to lash out in the way he was, not by exploding at sougo, but by internalizing his frustration and releasing it when he was alone. renji already suffered enough with his fears and phobias about memory, he had to handle some of it by himself.

so when he saw the message from sougo, when he saw how he referred to him, keigo started to laugh. it was derisive, disbelieving, cynical. thankfully, he was alone again. no one had been over just yet, no one to tell him to calm down. he wanted to be angry, but more than that, he wanted to believe. it was too hard to think about sougo without that glimmer of hope that he'd remember some day, but now that he had it, he was too cautious to accept it immediately.

the response was delayed, uncharacteristically so. rather than a bounding excitement, keigo's apprehension and distrust (not of sougo, but of this place they resided) clear in his words. ]

why are you talking like that? why are you calling me by my name like that? it's not gonna make anything better.

Just break my heart, why don't you?!

[koboreta]

[Without any explanation given, of course Keigo would respond in such a petulant way. Sougo had hoped that using his given name would offer a glimmer of hope, but of course it would be met with contempt. If the situation were reversed, he's certain he would feel just as hurt if Keigo had approached him in a familiar way after so long... especially now that all of those memories are seeping in, slowly but surely.]

...Just this once, will you trust me? The last thing I want is to bring you any more pain, and I can't promise that everything will magically go back to the way it used to be. But there's something I need to tell you, face to face.

And... I really want to see you.

[swungdown]

hey. you busy tonight?

[loudmouths]

nope! why, you wanna hang out?

[swungdown]

wanna grab something to eat? i'm not a full snake this month, but i'm starving.

[dj_jiraiya]

r u home?

i need sum1 2 talk 2

[loudmouths]

hey!

yeah i'm home. what's up?

[dj_jiraiya]

i got into a rly bad argument w a friend.

like rly bad.

text sorry not sorry

[dj_jiraiya]

The former ruler of Sanguis moon received this picture and called it "junk mail." 8 days later Sanguis moon became uninhabitable. A man received this picture and immediately sent out copies, then received good fortune for an entire year, including winning a jackpot lottery. Copy, paste, and send this to 9 people or you will be cursed. Don't take any chances. Sanguis did, and now no one can live there.







for the record i dont actually believe this but enjoy ^_^

yoosk why

[loudmouths]

OMG WHY WOULD YOU SHOW THIS TO ME

text

[pushpin]

bro guess what
i FINALLY found weed

text;

[loudmouths]

WHAT

like real stuff?

11/16 - text

[koboreta]

Do you have any plans this weekend?

If you aren't too busy, it would be nice to see you. I've been working nonstop on my song for the past few days, and it's finally at the point that I want to share it with you.

🔥

[loudmouths]

ah, hey sougo!

right now, I don't have anything planned, nope! I definitely wanna hear this new song!!

text

[reachingfangs]

[ Just past midnight, with the city quiet and still and a sliver of the Sanguis moon hanging over the dark sky, Renji sends this message: ]

Hey, it's your birthday right?

[ He knows it is. ]

Happy birthday

[ Birthdays have never held much meaning for Renji. He stubbornly resists celebrating his own. But for this one, he'll make an exception. ]

[loudmouths]

[ of course keigo is awake ... probably playing video games or something of that nature when he gets the message. ]

ah yeah!! thank you!

did you wait til midnight to send me that?

text; july 3rd

[ends]

[ reaching out late is out of his hands, but when he is finally freed from his dimensional prison, he hesitates even then. would Keigo want to hear from him?

maybe not, but he had acted anyway, knowing that it might leave threads of guilt. he owes it to Keigo to at least try to pull away those very threads when guilt on his behalf is unwarranted. he would be fine. an action that would have ended with their positions reversed could never have been right. ]

hey... you made it, right?

— action

[pushpin]

[ there's a necessity that comes with getting to know his own new (exalted) moonblessing before he takes it on a joyride. the crown of horns is unwieldy, the claws make certain things impossible, the... the rest of it takes some getting used to. by the time the triple moons rise, he's ready to share it with Keigo — as he does all things, eventually. ]

[ not to mention the potion burning a hole in his pocket as he texts Keigo he's on his way over. they haven't shared a triple moon together yet, but maybe we should had been the inevitable conclusion. there are few people either of them trust more on all Prismatica. ]

[ the door's open when Guanshan arrives, as usual. gaining a foot in height means he has to duck his way into it and carefully lock the door behind him, twisting his finned and horned tail in to keep it from getting closed on (which he's done more than once now). a sniff of the air, a flick of forked tongue, and he realizes quickly Keigo's heat hasn't set in yet, Iris dragging on the horizon with Sanguis already in full swing. pleased, he moves through the apartment, fishbelly white and spackled orange and onyx, a double eyelid blinking vertically, sclera black and pupils slit, yellow, the reptilian and piscine blurring strangely on his body. ]

[ more than that, he isn't wearing any clothes, and yet the anatomy between his legs has changed too, made him shameless; instead of a cock and balls, there's only flat black, seeming to possess — nothing. ]

[ following Keigo's scent to the bedroom, he dips in, long and gaunt like a beast. ] Hey.

[loudmouths]

[ the triple moon was quickly becoming a trying time for keigo. as much as he thought he understood how renji and sougo suffered during iris, actually experiencing it for himself quickly showed him how little he actually knew. when the heat kicked in, it was such a powerful lethargy, something a person as high-energy as him had unfamiliarity with to begin with. but then, after that settled in, the desire was almost unbearable. like he consumed a gallon of liquid aphrodisiacs. and it lasted for three days.

luckily, the worst of it really hadn't really set in yet, certainly not when guanshan texted him something vague about hanging out. it was fine, as always; keigo would never turn down the opportunity to hang out, much less when he knew how horny he would be in a little while.

what he didn't expect was to see an exalted form when guanshan entered his apartment, all scales and bright colors and no clothes. ]

—Holy shit!

[ keigo jerked from where he was lounging on his bed, lazily dressed in his black shirt and equally black boxer briefs, uncaring of decorum when it came to guanshan. his rabbit ears, erect and pivoted atop his head, easily telegraphed how startled he was, though the outburst and his wide eyes would have given that away anyway. not that it took much. he really did look like a weak little bit of prey. ]

What the hell...! You're lookin' like some kinda Godzilla shit... Where's your clothes?!

[ that was the most important part of all this, of course. ]

Early July

[koboreta]

Are you free?

[loudmouths]

for you? always ♥

what's up?