Collecting seashells: What's something your f/o has given you that you treasure? Have you ever given them something that they treasure?
Gelato: What's your f/o's favourite ice cream flavour? If they haven't tried ice cream, what flavour do you would you introduce them to?
Watermelon: What's a summer tradition you or your f/o have?
Slushie n' Fries: What's your ideal summer snack? What about your f/o?
Swimsuit: Pick a swimsuit for your f/o!
Umbrella: Do you have colours for you and your f/o? Show us! (ie; you might be red and your f/o might be blue)
Sunscreen: Which one of you is more likely to get sunburnt? Who gets it worse?
Rock pools: If you were merfolk, what kind of fish would you and your f/o be?
Sunset: What's an ideal date for you or your f/o? Where would you go? What would you do?
Sparklers: What made you fall for your f/o? What sparked the relationship?
Bonfire: Which one of you is the bigger party animal?
This is sort of a merging of propmpts from both @polyamships and @selfshipsummer2021 because since the cult leader/dancer is the player character in the game, it probably counts. :)
Beating The Heat
Cultist Simulator video game
Dancer/Neville/Laidlaw
(Rating: T, no particular warnings)
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In June, the group heads out for the old palace, he leads this trip.
Fox-form he picked his way through the fragrant fox-lilies, guiding his followers as they stumbled, their ears half deafened and their eyes half blinded by the flower's deceptive promises. Cat-pawed he leapt his way atop standing stones, Sea lion he scouted the sea of Istanbul. In a secret part of his ruthless, determined mind alawys fascinated by those he lead. Their bravery, the soft, soft parts of their lovely skin, their shining eyes.
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When the coffee is packed away, and the blankets folded up, the three miles of dunes surrounding the ruins lie before them. Of the four people in the group, Renira, swathed bleached pink takes the first step. She sweeps her dark curls back behind one ear while she holds the minoan bronze goblet in her other hand and the very spirit of water and coolness seeps up through the sand before her. Laidlaw's back is warm and damp with sweat through his shirt, somehow he (and his sweet warmth) are one with the great burning wind, with the great pool of heat in the hot sand, with the smaller heat in every windblown grain, their leader opens himsself to Laidlaw's senses and begins to see each bit of heat as a glint of orange as Laidlaw holds out his hands and begins to shape it, forming a bubble of safety around them. "A pause in the storm is an opening" Neville whispers, "an opening is a rent, through which air may enter." and a trickle of oxygen begins to flow.
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They've shaken most of the sand out of their clothes, and sit huddled at the table of the restaurant, leaning into the moving shade of the umbrella and nursing slushy, iced glasses. There appear to be three people at the table, but it is a group of four. One person walked in dream, his sleeping body was curled up unseen in the room somewhere, but he could certainly be felt as he rubbbed his fox fur insistently along Neville's hand. Neville shivered at the luxurious feeling, welcoming it's distraction from another migraine. Which was just as intended.
"Apparently even dream fur is hot in this sun" a panting voice came up.
"Then why don't you slip into something cooler, or have some of this drink? We've earned a bit of comfort." Neville replied.
"Which is exactly why you're not wearing your dark glasses" a sarcastic reply returned from under the table.
"O, right" Neville blushed.
Neville scrambled for his glasses half-under Laidlaw's hand, drawing the younger man's smiling attention.
As Laidlaw pulled Neville in for a kiss, fur shifted itself to scales, and a snake-form slithered gently over the backs of their necks and down an arm, to dip his little tongue into the cup of chipped ice and taste the herbal sweetness of the sugared ouzo.
I may add a ficlet to accompany this later, because John’s short (memorable) life has been almost entirely in London, so I can just imagine how excited he’d be to see more of the world...
I’m kind of unsure if this fits the prompt, but I’m posting it anyways! Hopefully I’ll manage to write for the remaining weeks because this event is so fun and it will help me to get more comfortable posting my own selfship content! :D
The three Port Mafia members exited the plane. Although they didn’t look half as threatening as they usually did. Diana looked like a tired mother, hair in what used to be a ponytail spilling down her shoulders and sticking up in different directions, glasses slightly askew and her cardigan slipping off one shoulder. Akutagawa had red tints blooming on his cheeks and pineapple sunglasses on his eyes.
Diana had made Akutagawa try the sunglasses and she had decided to buy them despite his protesting. Since she had apparently found it hilarious Akutagawa had told her he’d wear them whenever they were out in public together. She had laughed. Apparently he wasn’t kidding. He had looked her dead in the eyes and said “You wanted this, now you’ll live with that decision.”
Only Chuuya looked like he usually did but with a tan.
Leaving the airport Diana announced she was tired and so she and Akutagawa took a cab to their shared apartment. When they arrived Diana just changed into other clothes and flopped on the bed, unpacking could wait.
On their break from work the next day they all talked about their days in France.
Chuuya talked about the towns in general, the food and the language. He liked the public squares, the shops, the restaurants and the architecture. As many pictures he had of the big sights he also had as many of some random places around the cities. Diana agreed everything looked very nice, although she personally liked the smaller tighter streets with the buildings cluttered closer together despite it being easier to get lost in them.
Akutagawa on the other hand liked the Louvre and other museums the most. He liked the arts and anything antique, not surprising looking at his whole fashion sense. Chuuya also had a taste for the finer things in life so he had started looking with interest at the pieces, but later, once Diana had started imitating what she saw he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to join in. So those two had acted like immature kids, poorly copying the statues and pretending to be giving “constructive criticism” of the paintings, while Akutagawa had been appreciating the art and pretending like he didn’t know them.
“The view from the Eiffel Tower was amazing, Paris is so beautiful especially from that height,” Chuuya marveled as they looked through the pictures.
“It is,” Akutagawa agreed.
“I don’t know, it looks good on ground level,” Diana said.
“You’re saying that because you were too much of a coward to get to the top,” Chuuya smirked at her.
“Hey, it’s not cowardly that I don’t want to die from falling off!”
“There were safety railings, how could you have fallen?”
After a short silence she said, “Shut up, I could have.”
“Whatever, you missed out on a beautiful sight,” Chuuya said taking a sip of his coffee (it would have been wine, but they were in a café and later he had to be focused on work).
“Well, I think I had my eyes on an even more beautiful sight the whole trip,” Diana countered.
Chuuya raised his eyebrow, “Really? Which one?”
Diana put her elbow on the table and her hand rested on her chin as she leaned forward and smiled, “Ryunosuke of course.”
Akutagawa was stunned at the comment, his eyes widening but the corners of his lips turned up slightly, almost unnoticeably. His little sunburn still held it’s bright red color adding the illusion of an adorable blush. Chuuya on the other hand let out a sigh as his hand covered his face.
“Your beauty even put Mona Lisa to shame, dear,” Akutagawa added.
“You two are such dorks,” Chuuya shook his head at his friends.
Well, 2021′s been a Thing. What say you all we take a vacation?
Whether you’re in the northern hemisphere and enjoying the sun or in the southern hemisphere and you’re fed up with the cold, I think we all need a vacation given all this nonsense. So, for the month of July, I’ll be hosting a series of ask and art prompts, and a week long takeover at the end of the month (July 26-31). Please remember to tag all your content with #selfshipsummer2021 so I can reblog and show off all your art and fics!
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IMPORTANT: This event is for all selfshippers, including pro-shippers. If you are reported to be causing trouble for other users, you will be blocked from participating in future events. If someone is troubling you, please let me know and show evidence so I can block the person responsible.
This event is for everyone, including pro-shippers and those who are, in general, tired of the discourse and just want to have fun. Let's take a vacation!
The theme for this event is "Beach party", and will be running all through the month of July. Bring the barbecues, the umbrellas, your sunscreen, and some marshmallows for the bonfire. There'll be prompts coming and a much more official post as we come into July. Make sure you use the tag #sefshipsummer2021 for any works or asks so I can see it, and remember to be respectful of each other's boundaries.
If you are caught causing trouble for anyone, you will be banned from participating in this event and any more events in the future. Harassment will not be tolerated.
Here are the art prompts for the event. A reminder to the southern hemisphere friends that you don’t have to interpret these as being purely summer-themed prompts. Just do whatever works for you. ^_^
Also surprise! An edit! I grabbed this one from episode 15 of season 5! This is supposed to be the locket I gave to Katsuki that he takes everywhere with him. Originally, the pic inside was supposed to be the both of us but I changed it to just my S/I with a stuffed dragon because I didn’t have enough space and didn’t make the image big enough to really do a lot of detail.
Thank god I’m done with these prompts now, I think this is the first series of prompts I ever completed!
