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Username/Display Name: un: antikythera/dn: 🍎 | un: figuerative/dn: Figue
Server Channel: #SOS
Time: Early morning

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Heyyyy guys, Ringo and Figue here. We’ve got news!

Figue
Unfortunate news. I’m very sorry, but Ringo and I tried to hack into the server in order to try and obtain some answers or at least tamper with the code to prevent things like Astarion’s post from pulling unauthorized photographs of the guests, but…

It seems to have… backfired.

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Yeah, so… Figue and I are kind of… stuck right now? Like. In the server. We have actual bodies so this shouldn’t even be possible, but you all know how “impossible” and “this hotel” go together.

Figue
It seems we’re unable to escape on our own without a specific word assigned to each of us being typed into the server. However, it’s considered to be “banned” and therefore we’re unable to tell you what those words actually are.

Additionally, the data itself is behaving abnormally. Please be careful.

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Anyway, we’re counting on you guys! Thanks in advance! 🙏
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ooc: So Figue and Ringo fucked around and found out! They snooped into the server and have now been sucked into said server. They’re stuck in there until someone types the “banned” word associated with each of them. Pls help.

Additionally, their hacking has temporarily ruined the server for everyone else a little. Per Squee, everyone will find that when they try to type into the server, they’ll end up spilling their true thoughts instead of whatever they were going to say. Their brain to fingers filter has been removed.

We can all play with this to whatever extent we want to! It’ll linger intermittently for a few days, and then taper off, and your character’s account can just be totally unaffected if you want them to be.

feel free to threadjack and use this post as a mingle for spilling-your-characters'-guts shaped shenanigans! Figue and Ringo will pop in here and there too. ♥

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[ Of course, Ryuji has no idea what Akira is thinking. Those sappy, heartfelt words are not heard by Ryuji. Instead, he thinks they're just being themselves. Warm and good and friendly, as per usual. He's still thinking of the kiss though, still worried that it might change things between them. But it's also has him primed to feel caught off guard when Akira tells him he loves him.

As — as friends, right? This isn't still because of the kiss, is it?

Ryuji swallows and his smile is a little more nervous now, unsure of the direction they're going in. ]

W-Well, yeah! I love you too, man. You're my favorite person on the planet.

[ The praise comes easily enough though because yeah, he does love Akira. Akira is his best friend, his absolute favorite person, he doesn't know what he'd do without him or if he could even be without him at all. He just makes life easier and worth living. Akira knows this though, right? ]

[he isn't surprised that Ryuji takes it in a platonic manner. dear, sweet, oblivious Ryuji. and even then, those words-- I love you too, man-- cause Akira's heart to swell. he flashes Ryuji a bright grin, soft and adoring around the edges, and releases that collar only so he can reorient himself in space. it'd be weird to have the rest of this conversation upside down!1]

Yeah. I knew that, too.

[and suddenly, he's leaning forward, his palms brushing tenderly across Ryuji's cheeks as he presses their foreheads together with a deep, shaky breath]

But I don't mean it platonically.

You are the person I'd want to spend the rest of my life with.

[ Oh.

Oh.

Well, this isn't exactly what Ryuji thought would happen when Akira came to see him. It also isn't exactly what he thought the resolution to the kiss would be. Yet as Akira's forehead presses against his own, all he can think about is the last time they were in this position and just like that, his heart in his throat and he's looking at Akira with wide eyes and his mouth slightly ajar.

Leave it to Akira to stun Ryuji into silence.

How is he supposed to reply to this? His immediate thought is, of course, that he wants to spend his life with Akira as well. But then it's followed with a feeling of embarrassment, of shyness. The idea comes of making a lighthearted joke, make this less serious than it is. But that's when he tries to think differently this time. He can't do that, can't make Akira's feelings seem smaller than they are. He knows better, despite his usual obliviousness.

So, he's quiet for a moment, thinking of how to reply. His hands drop to the front of Akira's shirt, curling into the fabric and keeping him close. He doesn't break the contact of their foreheads, everything in his body language receptive even if he hasn't yet said anything.

Then, finally, after giving it some thought he says — ]

Could we start by being boyfriends?

[. . . the silence continues for so long, and with every second that passes Akira feels a heavy press of weight against his shoulders. is this where he gets rejected? is this. . . where Ryuji clarifies that he meant love platonically all along? he feels a lump form in his throat, and he swallows it down and opens his mouth to speak-- say something, please]

[but then Ryuji does]

[and Akira jerks back in surprise, though his hands don't move from where they are. the heart that had sunk into his stomach suddenly leaps into his throat like a bundle of butterflies, and the very light dusting of pink on his cheeks is quite fetching, indeed]

You--

What?

[AKIRA YOU WERE THE ONE TO CONFESS!!]

[ HE SURE WAS THE ONE TO CONFESS. And his surprise has left Ryuji surprised as well, looking back at Akira as he pulls away. Idly, he can't help but think of how cute Akira looks with his cheeks this pink and his eyes this bright, but that's not something to bring attention to right now.

Instead he smiles, leaning his cheek into one of those palms and tugs Akira a little closer again. ]

We can be boyfriends. For now. But I intend to spend the rest of my life with ya too.

[ The more he says it, the easier it is to say and it's starting to make him feel a little giddy, if he's honest. ]

[aaaaaaah]

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah???]

[Ryuji says that so sincerely, so honestly, and-- for once, Akira knows he doesn't mean it as his best friend. for once, Akira trusts in the meaning he reads behind those words. . . and his heart slams against his ribs like a drum, pounding so loudly that it's all he can hear]

I--

[god, he's so stupidly flustered in this very moment, this is unfair!! Ryuji pulls him closer, tilts his head oh-so affectionately into Akira's palm, and all Akira can do is trace those curves with his thumb while he leans in to press their foreheads together again]

[THERE IS, LIKE. NO POLITE WAY TO ASK WHAT HE'S ABOUT TO ASK NEXT, SO--]

I thought you liked girls??

[so, yeah, he sort of went into this thinking it wouldn't amount to anything, which probably explains why he's so suddenly thrown?]

[ See, now that's a bigger question than the boyfriend thing. Because Ryuji still doesn't know what the fuck bisexuality is or rather what the fuck his own sexuality is. He just knows he likes Akira?? And he also did make out with Akechi so... ]

Uh. Well. I do but also not... just girls? I guess?

[ He's giving that sheepish smile of his that he gives when things are a little beyond him. Help. ]

I like you! I like you a lot. And you're, uh, super handsome and I want to kiss ya? A lot? Again? So I guess I have to like more than girls for that to work.

[ Ahhhhh??? Sexuality??? ]

Do I gotta put a label on it?

[SWEET, INNOCENT RYUJI. . . Akira can't help himself; he lets out a small, huffed laugh, aimed specifically at himself because all of this time he thought he didn't stand a snowball's chance in hell because of that one time you chased down chicks in bikinis, Ryuji--]

No.

[he knows from his own experiences that something like sexuality is complicated and fluid. if Ryuji doesn't want to think about it that deeply. . . he doesn't have to. it will come to him, in time.]

It's just, for all of this time, I thought-- [mmm. nah. actually, it doesn't matter, and he shakes his head to dispel the thought]

. . . nevermind.

[with one arm twining behind Ryuji's shoulders, he gives the other boy a gentle squeeze]

I'd be-- ah, really happy. . . to be your boyfriend.

[ Oh, Akira is close now. Akira is close and that's... great, actually! It makes Ryuji's heart beat a mile a minute but that's fine too. His arms are going to loop around Akira's waist in turn as Akira gets his arm around his shoulders and pulls him close. Now they're just... floating together.

It's kind of nice. ]

Hehe... cool, then. We're boyfriends now.

[ Holy shit. ]

This is a great vacay, dude.

[hehehe. . . hehehehehehe. it's certainly a much better vacation than Akira could have ever hoped for. and since they're floating. . . if he accidentally twines one leg around Ryuji's to draw them even closer, don't worry about it. it's fine!!]

It's the best vacation I've ever had.

[he can say that with absolute and complete confidence as he dips his chin and--]

[-- pulls back to look up, just to make sure there's no WEIRD FUCKIN' MISTLETOE HANGING AROUND]

[and then the coast is deemed clear, and he leans forward to catch Ryuji's lips with his own. kiss!! another kiss!!! not a mistletoe kiss!! a boyfriend kiss!!]

[ OH!!! IT'S A BOYFRIEND KISS!!!

Ryuji isn't sure what he was expecting when Akira curled closer to him and even after he looked around suspiciously. Ryuji was just kind of basking in the fact that they were this close to each other in the first place.

But he is. More than happy to have a boyfriend kiss though.

He curls his arms a little tighter around Akira and presses in closer, kissing him earnestly. It's a chaste, sweet kiss for now, but he is more than thrilled to be able to have it. His lips are a little dry, could use some chapstick, but it's not like he thought he was going to be kissed today. Still, it's a nice kiss. ]

[it is a chaste kiss, but also. . . just like last time, Akira is diving into it eagerly. he isn't pushing to take it deeper, but he isn't holding anything back, either. this is their first completely voluntary kiss. . . and it's an experience that Akira sure as hell isn't going to waste]

[so if he lingers long enough for his lungs to start burning for air, if he punctuates the kiss by looping his fingers playfully around blonde locks at the back of Ryuji's neck, if he tugs on their joined legs a li'l to keep them pressed impossibly close. . . well. he can hardly be blamed, can he??]

[he's thought about this moment, deep in his most private of dreams, and never in a thousand years did he think he'd actually be living it. but now that he's there. . .?]

[the real thing is even better]

[ Towards the end of the kiss, Ryuji begins to laugh — a soft little giggle against Akira's mouth that blossoms into something much brighter, much happier, as Akira breaks the kiss. He smiles against his lips, delight crawling up his chest and filling up every bit of him.

With his eyes bright and his smile wide, Ryuji can't help but look at Akira, absolutely besotted. His arms hang loose over his shoulders and he pulls a hand back to ruffle Akira's hair, before swooping in to steal another quick kiss and then laughing again. ]

This — this is so good. I'm so happy right now. It's like I found somethin' I didn't even know I was lookin' for, ya know?

[ And it was Akira, all along. ]

[GOD. . . for some reason, that makes Akira's heart flutter even more. a small chortle of his own tumbles from his lips as he buries his face into Ryuji's shoulder, almost as though he's trying to hide the flush that threatens to overtake his entire body. god. god!1]

You're such a nerd.

[SAYS THE POT TO THE KETTLE]

[. . . no, that's all he's got. but every inch of him in brimming with love and affection, so even if his response is silly and sassy, he wraps his arms tightly around Ryuji's back to hold him close]

[ YEAH, POT. WHAT THE HELL.

But Ryuji is not offended in the least. All he does is spin them around in the air as he hugs back just as tightly, burying his face in Akira's hair and smiling like a goofball. He loves this! He's so filled to the brim with affection, it makes him feel euphoric. ]

Your nerd.

[ Yeah, don't mind him. He's just. Happy. ]

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