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#devicefulflightrisk #impenetrablevitality #in which colt is gonna put finn in the ground

#prowlinghalfstep #in which little visits colt in the hospital

#estrapadingTrueblue #in which there's something in the air

#impenetrablevitality #in which I'll be certain for you

#tacentRiant #in which a couple of cute bigs catch up #before time skip

#impenetrablevitality #in which making up #time skip log

#prowlinghalfstep #in which space adventures #before time skip

#estrapadingtrueblue #in which colt isn't sure what he expected either #time skip log

#impenetrablevitality #in which good news or not #time skip log

#impenetrablevitality #in which you helped because you were here

#prowlinghalfstep #in which space truckin come on

COLT: *after school and their respective extracurriculars, colt invited finn over for dinner and to hang out for a while. maybe do homework... if they get to it. but instead, things turned out as they usually do. snacks, movies, smoking... talking about nothing in particular. it's relaxing. colt's just lounging on his bed, attention fixed on his tv and zoning in and out a little bit. were they talking a COLT: bout anything? he just doesn't know.* FINN: -homework was usually the plan, but it always ended up being otherwise. he made sure dinner could be easily thrown together at home for his parents and gladly joined colt's home for food. this place is his second home anyway. finn also can't remember what they were talking about at all. he's sitting next to colt, watching tv also but not really sure what's going on- i like your house man COLT: Oh... Yeah. I like it too. Usually... FINN: usually FINN: -looks at him surprised- meaning there are times where FINN: you don't like it COLT: Well... You know... COLT: Family can be a lil stressful sometimes... FINN: yeah FINN: i know that FINN: to be a fact COLT: Yeah. But it's alright... It's only sometimes. *leans on finn a little.* COLT: Hey... I was wonderin'. COLT: Did you ever see more of Quinne? FINN: -leans on him too- oh yeah FINN: she climbs into my room at night sometimes FINN: she speaks spanish did you know she speaks spanish FINN: so my parents met her FINN: and they all talked for a little while and it was weird FINN: i didn't have to do anything FINN: she has a huge house colt FINN: a huge FINN: house COLT: *smiles about him going on about her.* Heh... Guess you've been seein' her a lot, then. FINN: yeah her mom kind of sucks so she's with me often FINN: -giggles- and we make out a lot COLT: Gosh. COLT: Sounds like somethin' to me... FINN: i like her a lot FINN: -smiling- COLT: Awww. :) COLT: *and then he sighs a little wistfully* FINN: why are you sighing COLT: Oh... I keep thinkin' about the party. COLT: ... Did I tell you what happened at the party? FINN: no COLT: Well... You remember how I went to talk to Little? To make sure she was ok? COLT: Uh... I can't remember what happened exactly... Somethin' with... Joel and a whole jar of maraschino cherries? COLT: Anyway, we ended up in the bathroom together. COLT: Me and her. COLT: ... Uh. COLT: Nothin' happened. I mean... We sat in the tub? And cuddled. And fell asleep... COLT: *face is burning retelling this story. it's embarrassing...* FINN: oh yeah FINN: wow FINN: that is a good story for you to tell FINN: while i'm high FINN: -giggles a little- FINN: it's cute COLT: *BLUSHES MORE* Geez... COLT: I... I like her a lot, too. FINN: it sounds like she likes you COLT: You think so? *peers at him, looking hopeful* FINN: she fell asleep in a bathtub with you FINN: that's not comfortable colt COLT: ... Yeah. I woke up pretty stiff. COLT: ... In the neck. COLT: Area... FINN: -snorts- oh my god FINN: at least you didn't get stiff in other FINN: areas FINN: like me :( COLT: ... *hides his face in his hand.* Finn, no... FINN: i didn't mean to FINN: otieno was just FINN: it was too sensual COLT: I'm glad I missed out on all of that... *mumbles* I ain't never even... kissed anybody before. FINN: -does a double take- wait really COLT: *blushes more* Yeah... Really. FINN: that's okay FINN: but how come COLT: Gosh... I dunno. Guess cuz I uh... COLT: I usually chicken out if the opportunity strikes. *fidgets* I get nervous. FINN: you get nervous FINN: i get that FINN: well do you want to kiss little COLT: *quiets, but the answer is written ALL OVER his reddened face.* COLT: ... Yeah. COLT: Kinda wish that I had. FINN: and you're nervous COLT: *nod nod* FINN: well FINN: why don't you practice FINN: for next time COLT: Uh... *stares at him* Practice? FINN: yeah like FINN: kiss someone else until you feel comfortable kissing her FINN: well i guess as comfortable as you're going to be COLT: *goes wall eyed* I don't... COLT: But who? FINN: -shrugs- i mean FINN: you can kiss me FINN: i know how to kiss FINN: i know a lot of stuff COLT: *brain just... casually fizzles out for a good few seconds.* Y... COLT: Kiss you?? FINN: why not FINN: we're best friends FINN: there's no risk FINN: i can help FINN: i like to help FINN: everybody wins COLT: *he does make it sound awfully simple... maybe it was the weed, but the thought of practicing with finn wasn't inspiring any anxiety or concerns, either. except maybe... the possibility of it complicating things. but if finn didn't think it would, then... he figures he can trust in that.* COLT: Well I... I guess I don't... COLT: See why not? COLT: I mean, I'm not usually uh... attracted to guys... Or at all, so I reckon it wouldn't really-- Er. Not that-- COLT: ... I'm ramblin'. FINN: i know you're not gay -he laughs- but boys and girls both have mouths right FINN: and lips COLT: Y--Yeah. *just stares at him, face still flushed.* FINN: do you want to try COLT: Um... Ok. COLT: Sure. FINN: okay are you ready COLT: I... *sweats, then nods* Yes. FINN: okay -leans in a little slowly just in case colt changes his mind but ends up pressing his lips to his for the first time...ever? congratulations, colt. finn's your first kiss- COLT: *wowee. it's... definitely unexpected. he doesn't regret making this decision, because just as he had hoped, he feels completely comfortable with it. like it isn't strange. maybe not romantic, but... it feels nice, enough to make his eyes flutter shut as they linger together lightly for a moment. he isn't sure if he should pull away yet or not...* FINN: -his eyes are shut too, and he almost forgets that he's the one teaching colt here. so he pulls away a little- was that okay COLT: *blinks as they pull apart.* Oh... It was... COLT: It was nice. *gosh...* COLT: Was... Was I ok? FINN: -he nods with a smile- yeah FINN: but you might want to be the one to initiate it this time FINN: since it's sounding that's what you're aiming for with little COLT: Oh. Oh, yeah. That... makes a whole lotta sense. *that is slightly more nerve wracking... he wishes he had paid more attention to what finn did but... well, here he goes-- wait.* COLT: I'm goin' to... Do that. COLT: Now. FINN: -watches him, completely calm like there's nothing to worry about in the world at all- FINN: ready COLT: *he isn't sure how he manages to be that way, but he sure is glad for it. he swallows, angling his head just slightly -- it seems like the right thing to do -- as he leans in carefully for a second kiss.* FINN: -he meets him half way to make it a little easier, and instead lets colt have complete control here. his lips feel warm and inviting and it's such a strange feeling to be kissing your best friend, but it's enjoyable all the same.- COLT: *his thoughts gradually get hazier, reality blurring into a fantasy as he imagines himself in a different place, a different time, with a different person. it helps, to be sure, and he allows himself to get a little more intense, pressing into finn.* FINN: -feeling colt begin to loosen up allows finn to get into it a little, too. it's so much easier to get caught up in the moment rather than who it's with, and his hand finds its way to his cheek. finn lets colt call the shots here, matching his enthusiasm.- COLT: *his hands? oh yeah. he has hands, too, and he should probably use them. they rest on his shoulders, first of all, and stay there for the time being. it's awkward... but it's progress? he's a little too high and a little too flushed to really think much of it right now and finn's mouth is way too inviting. should he use... his tongue? the warmth is tasty as it is, so he parts his lips just enough COLT: to probe experimentally.* FINN: -it is progress, and with as high as finn is right now, he doesn't even notice if it's awkward or not. he encourages colt's tongue, using his own to reciprocate, and his hand on colt's cheek slides to the back of his head- COLT: *colt's hair is so curly and soft... it would be fun to play with. and finn's hand on the back of his head gives him the courage to mirror the motion, but it does take him out of the fantasy a little... considering he's imagining long locks and they simply AREN'T THERE. oh well...* FINN: -I'M GLAD I CAN BE YOUR LITTLE DECOY COLT. it feels nice, though. all of this feels warm and nice and fun. his fingers tangle in colt's hair just a little-

#impenetrablevitality #in which guys being dudes #high school au #cw: drug use

LITTLE: -Little is romping around their apartment today. They're... about a month or so late on rent, but that's no big deal, because according to little's fun little city map, there is an object circled in red ink four or five times that interests her VERY much.- LITTLE: -She's got on her desk spread in front of her what appears to be a set of blueprints to a big old house on the outskirts of the city, some rich CEO's summer home, according to the barely-legible scrawlings she's written on it.- LITTLE: -She is ALSO very much in the middle of a pot of coffee. Not a cup, but the pot. Drinking straight from it.- COLT: *well, HE'S definitely stressed out about the money situation, even if he knows she's plotting something. he was in the kitchen about to make himself some coffee when he realized the pot was missing.* ... COLT: *wanders over to her and her desk, looming.* Uh... What are you lookin' at there? *tries to reach for the pot at the same time. that's... that's entirely too much coffee...* LITTLE: -VERY OVERTLY pulls it away and sips from it- LITTLE: ok so funny story LITTLE: were you watching the news the other day? COLT: Er. Nah... I try not to watch it most days. *though joel usually keeps him up to date on things happening around town... but he hasn't talked to him lately.* LITTLE: well! i was! LITTLE: turns out some ceo bit it RIGHT IN THE TEETH COLT: Oh... :( LITTLE: i mean okay some fucking nutjob with a rifle offed him in public in the middle of a shopping mall COLT: Oh... Geez... *THIS JUST KEEPS GETTING WORSE. he looks so sad.* LITTLE: -She sniffs, going over the paper with her hand one more time.- well i dunno why someone had it out for him but i DO know that he has no next of kin LITTLE: and i know for DANG sure that he was loaded as heckles LITTLE: and do you know what the third thing i know is?? LITTLE: we're PROBABLY gonna be in the clear for this one since they're gonna be after the triggerman and not the ones who made off with the contents of his safe at three am! LITTLE: ... LITTLE: on a sunday! LITTLE: sunday the fourth! COLT: *gives her an unimpressed look* What? Tonight? That's awful sudden... COLT: Besides, I dunno how I feel about stealin' from a recently deceased man... *but he does look off for a moment like he's trying to think about it. guess he isn't gonna do anything with it... but argh! that feels so rude.* LITTLE: a recently deceased RICH guy LITTLE: i mean sure he died and that's sad but he's not gonna have to worry about the hot water suddenly shutting off LITTLE: .. LITTLE: -sips MORE coffee- LITTLE: op LITTLE: speaking of LITTLE: -offers the pot at him- LITTLE: :) COLT: *takes the pot and just holds it. he's stealing THIS.* ... Well... I guess you've got a point. It's not a great one. But it is a point... :/ LITTLE: i got lots of points! LITTLE: all the pointy edges in the world, basically LITTLE: >:p LITTLE: -She leans over the back of the chair, RIGHT at him.- i promise i can go back to robbing alive people once i have some scratch for the bank LITTLE: if that helps LITTLE: -she snickers- COLT: I... *shakes his head sighs. then starts playing with her hair with his free hand.* COLT: Well, I know I can't argue with you about any of this... COLT: What do you need me to do? LITTLE: JUST gotta take me there LITTLE: and be ready LITTLE: bring the car around riiiight LITTLE: over here LITTLE: -POINTS to a spot on the map- LITTLE: and wait for like LITTLE: uh LITTLE: hm LITTLE: ok maybe like forty minutes? LITTLE: i'm going for the safe COLT: *leans around her to eyeball the map closer.* Alright... I can do that. LITTLE: ok LITTLE: make sure the windows open so i can jump in LITTLE: i might jump in even if its NOT open LITTLE: and thats gross :x LITTLE: oh!!! LITTLE: also there might be guard dogs :o COLT: *stares at her with concern.* Guard dogs...? COLT: You better be careful. LITTLE: cant you talk to them or something? LITTLE: or LITTLE: woof at them COLT: I... *hE RESENTS THAT.* It don't quite work that way. COLT: ... *or does it* COLT: *looks off* LITTLE: CAN YOU WOOF AT THEM LITTLE: can you woof at me right now LITTLE: BARK BARK BARK COLT: ... COLT: *boofs* LITTLE: :o COLT: Hhh. Anyway, I don't know if I should risk it... But if things get hairy I reckon I won't have much choice. *better he get mauled by dogs by barking at them then her.* LITTLE: well i mean LITTLE: they know right? LITTLE: instinctively? LITTLE: ...what if it was an awoo and not a bark COLT: Dogs do seem to like me... *and he likes them* COLT: Alright... I'll give it a shot... LITTLE: and then we can STEAL A DOG!!! LITTLE: how many dogs fit in our car? COLT: We could probably fit four comfortably if they ain't too big. *doesn't even fucking hesitate to answer this.* LITTLE: dobermans are like medium sized right? LITTLE: i mean they're not gonna sic terriers on home invaders :/ COLT: Well... Of course not... COLT: Wait. COLT: No, we can't afford four doubermans... COLT: :( LITTLE: ... LITTLE: three? COLT: ... COLT: Maybe two... LITTLE: I HATE BEING POOR LITTLE: >:( COLT: Yeah... COLT: Hey... Should we be gettin' ready to go? LITTLE: yeah... LITTLE: -SIGHS- LITTLE: i gotta suit up LITTLE: do you even have a suit? LITTLE: i mean are you just gonna wear that to our heist COLT: I might... put on a hat? LITTLE: >:T LITTLE: how are you still SO BAD AT THIS COLT: Well... I ain't exactly tryin' to be good at it... LITTLE: aw come on!!! LITTLE: you could try a little! LITTLE: at least get with the STYLE LITTLE: i can buy you a domino mask COLT: That'd look awful silly on me. LITTLE: nooo it'd look SLEEK LITTLE: that's what the chic is!!! LITTLE: that's the STYLE LITTLE: you dress like you're super! LITTLE: ALSO BECAUSE YOU ARE SUPER? LITTLE: LITERALLY? COLT: *shrugs about it* I guess... LITTLE: ok well you can guess but i can know for WAY sure LITTLE: cause i stole the answer sheet LITTLE: cause im also SUPER good at stealing LITTLE: >:p COLT: *snorts... then leans down to kiss her cheek.* I'll try out the mask idea if you really want me to. LITTLE: yesssss LITTLE: thank you LITTLE: AND THEN MAYBE WE CAN DO SOME SPANDEX LITTLE: >;O COLT: Mrrgghhnn... LITTLE: tight around the butt >:] COLT: *BLUSHES* You should go get ready now. *turns so he leave and spirit away this coffee pot.* LITTLE: -DAW- LITTLE: -she was using that >:o- LITTLE: -She is going to get all GUSSIED UP FOR CRIME- COLT: *and he's going to drink some coffee and put on a hat while he waits. CRIME!!!*

#prowlinghalfstep #in which PLANNING A HEIST #superhero au

#prowlinghalfstep #in which lets live together

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