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[belovedpriest]

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About:

General info can be found here.

Olivine is submissive/bottom. 

Will update further.

Rules:

IC =/= OOC

Cross canon/OC friendly

Nu: Carnival is an 18+/21+ game and I expect everyone who comes to this page to be as such. If you are found to be younger and/or lying about your age, you will be blocked and reported.

There will be various NSFW content on here that will tagged “holy offering” or have “sin” in the tagged title (i.e. #bp sin 01). Trigger warnings will be tagged “cw: trigger”. If I miss something or there’s something that is uncommon that triggers you, just let me know kindly.

There will likely be some canon divergence as I’m not comfortable writing out poly due to past experiences. 

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[belovedpriest]

cicatrise​:

Ryu thinks about entering the temple of a god he doesn’t much care for, and the immediate lack of respect he feels tells him it’s probably best he doesn’t.

“The docks,” he suggests, picking up a fruit to put in his basket. “I’m not sure I’d be a good match for the priests you work with.”

Especially considering his lack of approval of their practises in Olivine’s case, at least.

“I’ll be there past sunset. Is that all right?”

A part of Olivine wants to ask what Ryu means by not being a good match for the priests, but he assumes it’s best not to pry.

The warmth in his features doesn’t leave him as he nods in confirmation.

“That is more than alright. I can’t remember the last time I’ve managed to make my way there,” he responds sincerely. There’s a slight sigh as he thinks about how difficult it’s been to go anywhere really since he became a priest.

“I’ll certainly do my best to avoid others when I make my way towards you as to not attract a crowd.”

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[belovedpriest]

cicatrise​:

“Ah,” Ryu says. “All right.

“I’ll make a list of items, then. As soon as I finish shopping.”

That said, he turns back around, making his way down the street lined with stalls. Once again, it doesn’t occur to him to tell Olivine to follow explicitly.

“Where can I give it to you?”

Olivine beams warmly at the other, grateful that he doesn’t push the subject.

“If you’d like, you’re more than welcome to come to the temple. You wouldn’t need to worry about dealing with crowds if you are able to visit during the day. The most activity is from parishioners bringing donations and other clergy.

“Otherwise if there’s somewhere you’d like to meet, I’d be more than happy to go there as well!”

[belovedpriest]

cicatrise​:

Olivine’s genuine intentions wash over Ryu like a breeze– cool, sweet, refreshing. He shivers a little, feeling that much stronger from it, and tucks the kindness away in a corner of his heart.

“I wouldn’t say no to an in with a Solarian native.” Ryu turns, looking at Olivine with a raised brow. “How do you know him? There’s not a lot of travel from there, considering the Dead Zone.”

“How?” he repeats almost dumbfoundedly, eyes going wide slightly. 

How exactly is a priest supposed to explain that he was a part of a harem that existed to regulate the essence of men who were born with jewels embedded in them since birth? And that the only reason he left it was because the man questioning his connection to Dante was the sole reason he realized Eito’s intentions were just as impure as the high priests?

“Oh, just through some mutual friends,” Olivine laughs off. “He visits from time to time, and I’m sure he wouldn’t turn away anything business related.”

A part of him feels guilty for lying to the man, but it was so much better than the truth.

[belovedpriest]

cicatrise​:

“Ah, well… you know. Busy.”

He doesn’t need magic to sense the absolute killing intent of the people following Olivine as the idol priest speaks to him. Ryu sighs.

“I came to buy a few things from the market,” he says, jabbing his thumb in the direction of the stalls. “I heard there was a new shipment of supplies from Solaria.

“It’s become difficult getting anything from the Fire Territory, and I don’t really want to walk the whole way…”

His cane taps along with him as he starts to walk again. Ryu doesn’t signal for Olivine to follow him, but he’s at least not entirely opposed to the idea.

“Maybe I can help you!” Olivine responds perhaps a smidge too excitedly.

Reeling himself in, he lets out a bashful laugh and ducks his head. “I mean... I know someone who lives in the Fire Territory. He occasionaly visits the Light Territory... I could try requesting some items on your behalf next time he goes.”

There’s another pause.

“I owe you for your kindness when we met. Even more so your honesty. It seems as though you’re the only person who had my best interest in mind, even as a stranger.”

[belovedpriest]

cicatrise​:

Ryu freezes for a moment, as if caught in something terrible (but truth be told, being recognised by anyone is more a joyous experience, especially in the irrelevance of his deity status). Then he looks over his shoulder, eyes widening some at the cheer on Olivine’s features as he makes his way towards him.

“…hello.” His free hand lifts in greeting.

“I didn’t think we’d meet again.”

“Oh, well this territory is a lot smaller than it may seem,” Olivine chuckles softly. 

Then again, half of why it seems so small to the priest is because of the masses of people that follow him around, even after he’s made it clear to his superiors that he was no longer wearing such obscene robes.

So why do people still react the same to his normal wear?

“How have you been?”

[chicca-uss]

[cicatrise]

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@cicatrise​

Olivine is making his daily errands throughout the water territory, the usual crowds following him as they always do. He wishes that he could do something about everything Ryuujin pointed out to him, but it became very apparent very quickly that there’s nowhere else for him. So, he rationalizes that even if he’s being exploited, at least some good is coming out of it. If people are being housed and fed because the masses look upon him so lustfully, well, it makes it a bit easier to stomach. And at least he’s been permitted to wear his more prudent outfits.

Things with Eiden, though...

The priest lets out a soft sigh as he feels his essence begin to act up once more, but he quickly buries it until he can take care of himself later.

So he continues his errands silently, enjoying the simple tasks at hand knowing that they’ll benefit a lot of people. And as he walks he notices a familiar man with a cane.

A smile overwhelms his features and he almost skips in the direction of the man who opened his eyes with an excited, “Ryuujin!”

[leneemusing]

morning after starters

“  last night was nice.  ” “  lets do this again some time.  ” “  i’ll leave my number.  ” “  i gotta go, sorry.  ” “  can’t you at least stay for breakfast?  ” “  i’ll make coffee—don’t go anywhere.  ” “  next time, maybe i’ll buy you dinner first.  ” “  if we do this again you better buy me dinner first.  ” “  i don’t think my legs work again yet.  ” “  i don’t wanna get up.  ” “  no don’t move, it’s too cold outside the covers.  ” “  there’s no way i can hide these marks…  ” “  this was probably a mistake.  ” “  this can’t happen again.  ” “  you always say that, and yet we wind up right back here.  ” “  are you watching me sleep?  ” “  you look cute all frazzled like this.  ” “  why are you looking at me like that?  ” “  keep kissing me like that and we’re gonna end up back in bed.  ” “  something wrong? ” “  i’d stay if i could, i promise.  ” “  so if i put my number in your phone, you actually gonna text me? ” “  i made breakfast.  ” “  how do you take your coffee?  ” “  fuck! i’m late—  ” “  did you turn the alarm off?  ” “  if you don’t turn that alarm off i’m gonna throw it out the window.  ” “  i can’t find my shirt.  ” “  babe, we slept in.  ” “  i know you’re awake.  ” “  i’ll stay.  ” “  why don’t you stay?  ” “  i like waking up with you.  ” “  i like having you here at night.  ” “  you know, if you moved in we wouldn’t keep having to say goodbye like this.  ” “  so when are we gonna actually go on a real date?  ” “  do i smell bacon?  ” “  you made pancakes?  ” “  come on, come back to bed.  ” “  you weren’t there when i woke up.  ” “  i thought you left.  ” “  do you want me to go?  ” “  just let me sleep for five more minutes.  ” “  you’re really beautiful/handsome. even if you drool.  ” “  you talk in your sleep, ya know.  ”  

ACTIONS:  1. for one muse to surprise the other with breakfast in bed 2. for our muses to go another round in the morning 3. for your muse to join mine in the shower while getting ready for the day 4. for one muse to stop the other from trying to sneak away 5. for one muse to invite the other to spend the rest of the day with them  6. for one muse to convince the other to stay in bed the rest of the day 7. for our muses to have sex in the kitchen instead of finishing breakfast 8. for our muses to spoon 9. for one muse to wake up with morning wood  10. for one muse to wake the other up with oral  11. for lazy morning sex  12. for one muse to wake the other because they’re having a nightmare  13. for one muse to distract the other from getting ready by kissing/groping them 14. for one muse to kick the other out of their home  15. for our muses to wake with no recollection of the night before  

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[belovedpriest]

cicatrise​:

Ryu can’t say the feeling’s mutual, but he can say– “Thanks, Olivine. Good luck.”

And that, at least, is meant.

With his cane tapping against the cobblestone paths of the Water Territory, Ryu makes his way through the path Olivine had made just for him. Overall, it’s made things significantly easier– he just has to ignore the glares he receives along the way.

[belovedpriest]

cicatrise​:

Olivine’s cheer, however brief it might be, is enough to give a brief wash of cool sensation through Ryu’s body. The gratitude he’d felt is genuine, and Ryu’s own sympathies have made his own gesture real– he finds that no matter how often he experiences it, the feel of his curse being challenged still surprises him.

“Don’t worry about it,” he says, closing his pack and turning it back around. As he turns to consider the crowd still surrounding them, though (and the irritating stares of Olivine’s followers), he frowns.

“…actually, if you could tell these people to make way, I’d appreciate it.” Ryu’s half an inch away from calling them “idiots”, but holds back for Olivine’s sake alone.

“I can most certainly do that!” the priest chimes almost too excitedly. While he’s well aware the crowd’s only there because of his presence, he’s more than happy to try and make it a little bit easier on the man who’s treated him so kindly.

Setting the stick and poncho down, Olivine stands upwards and clears his throat. Suddenly, an air of confidence and authority washes over him as he speaks out, “Everyone, if you’d be so kind as to clear a path for this kind man, it’d be greatly appreciated.”

It’s always easier to speak firmly and with conviction when it’s for anything and anyone but himself, and it came out prominently for a man like Ryuujin.

“You should be alright now. I hope to see you again.”

[belovedpriest]

cicatrise​:

The look on Olivine’s face gives him pause. “…sure.”

Oh, you stupid human, don’t do this to me.

Ryu picks up his backpack, takes a moment, and then turns it around so it’s on his front. Once it’s unzipped, he sticks his hand in to pull a poncho out– one that he offers in Olivine’s direction.

It doesn’t compliment him at all, but that isn’t the point.

“Here. Take it.”

There’s a moment of confusion as he reaches for the poncho being held out towards him.

“It’s not going to- oh!” It dawns on him as he beams up at Ryuujin. 

“Thank you. Again.” There’s a warm giggle lacing his words as he sheepishly ducks his head. “I don’t... I don’t know how to repay you for your generosity. If there’s anything I can do for you, please tell me.”