Xue Yang || 薛洋 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
noneforyou) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
lusi2020-06-08 09:01 pm
noneforyou) wrote in lusi2020-06-08 09:01 pm
[OPEN] June Event: a little sweet fruit
● WHO: Xue Yang and open!
● WHAT: During a downpour and in the ensuing chaos
● WHEN: June Event
● WHERE: Where the trouble will be
● WARNINGS: Dubcon, violence, noncon in the thread with Jiang Cheng. Sexual content, sometimes with questionable amounts of consent. Character opt-out here.
1. a sound in my ear
[ Xue Yang actually spends several minutes outside when it first starts raining. He's not the sort of person to be particularly bothered by the weather, and he's half expecting it to pass fairly quickly anyway.
It does not, in fact, pass fairly quickly.
Several minutes, and then he's stepping into the nearest building. Xue Yang spends a moment looking back at the storm behind him before he turns to survey his new surroundings. ]
2. a taste on my tongue
[ (Particularly if you are canonblind, please check the information in my opt-out post before tagging this prompt, as this will likely involve some of the worst of Xue Yang's impulses.)
Xue Yang's unfortunate tendency to like sweet things has him eventually sampling, and then consuming entirely, one of the passionfruits. From that moment on, he's a man on a mission: to find someone. Who is that someone? He won't know until he finds them.
But then he does, spotting a figure not too far away. Immediately he heads over, moving much faster than one would normally expect, until he's in range to grab their arm. ]
You.
3. a touch on my skin
[ Xue Yang winds up spending a lot of time around the plants, but the tendrils are the ones that catch his eye the most. Earlier on, he messes up more than once when poking around them, only to find himself snagged and unable to easily pull himself free. But as the week goes on he starts to get a much better idea of how they react, to the point where he can even wrap himself up in them and not actually get trapped. Once he's got a better idea of how that goes, he'll start calling out to those who pass by, ]
Hey, come help a guy out, would you?
[ (Please specify whether you want him to be genuinely trapped or just faking!) ]
Wildcard
[ Anything else you're interested! If you want to set something up in particular, you can plot with me here or hit me up on discord! ]
● WHAT: During a downpour and in the ensuing chaos
● WHEN: June Event
● WHERE: Where the trouble will be
● WARNINGS: Dubcon, violence, noncon in the thread with Jiang Cheng. Sexual content, sometimes with questionable amounts of consent. Character opt-out here.
1. a sound in my ear
[ Xue Yang actually spends several minutes outside when it first starts raining. He's not the sort of person to be particularly bothered by the weather, and he's half expecting it to pass fairly quickly anyway.
It does not, in fact, pass fairly quickly.
Several minutes, and then he's stepping into the nearest building. Xue Yang spends a moment looking back at the storm behind him before he turns to survey his new surroundings. ]
2. a taste on my tongue
[ (Particularly if you are canonblind, please check the information in my opt-out post before tagging this prompt, as this will likely involve some of the worst of Xue Yang's impulses.)
Xue Yang's unfortunate tendency to like sweet things has him eventually sampling, and then consuming entirely, one of the passionfruits. From that moment on, he's a man on a mission: to find someone. Who is that someone? He won't know until he finds them.
But then he does, spotting a figure not too far away. Immediately he heads over, moving much faster than one would normally expect, until he's in range to grab their arm. ]
You.
3. a touch on my skin
[ Xue Yang winds up spending a lot of time around the plants, but the tendrils are the ones that catch his eye the most. Earlier on, he messes up more than once when poking around them, only to find himself snagged and unable to easily pull himself free. But as the week goes on he starts to get a much better idea of how they react, to the point where he can even wrap himself up in them and not actually get trapped. Once he's got a better idea of how that goes, he'll start calling out to those who pass by, ]
Hey, come help a guy out, would you?
[ (Please specify whether you want him to be genuinely trapped or just faking!) ]
Wildcard
[ Anything else you're interested! If you want to set something up in particular, you can plot with me here or hit me up on discord! ]
no worries!
Throwing his weight back, he moves to slam Xue Yang to the ground with every intention of knocking the man out. The time for games is over. Should Xue Yang push him far enough, Suzaku won't have any choice but to kill him– so it goes when you've been cursed to continue living at all costs.]
If you have a death wish, beg someone else to grant it.
no subject
Death wish, huh?
[ It's not a death wish quite so much as a complete disregard for his own life. But he doesn't exactly have the self-awareness nor the breath to articulate it, even as much as he already said coming out strained. ]
no subject
You look like you couldn't be less bothered.
[Like a man not with a death wish, but no desire to live at all. Not entirely unfamiliar, that look, but it isn't enough to keep Suzaku from hitting Xue Yang with enough force to concuss if he doesn't think to guard himself. Go to sleep, crazy man. Suzaku will come back to play another day.]
no subject