[OPEN] June Event: a little sweet fruit

[noneforyou]

● 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!) ]


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Comments

1

[air_head]

[The house is too shabby by Shi Qingxuan's standards. It's no heavenly palace, that's for sure, and yet the dwelling is the best he can manage through foraging, building, and nagging the machinery procuring whatever he's never dreamed of living without. What he ends up with is a four room structure surrounding a single courtyard, bereft of proper corridors. He barely laments the lack of gates when there's the pond to worry about--meaning, there's hardly one. The wind master has sort of given up around that point. Beside, having trees in the courtyard is good enough for now, isn't it?

The rain pockmarks the fresh dirt stretching haphazardly along the ground, and the noise is soothing, somewhat. It's pretty to watch from the shelter of the terrace and in the company of a generous stash of wine squirreled away meticulously from the banquet a while ago. In fact, Shi Qingxuan is well on his way to attaining a pleasant buzz when the splashing noise interrupts the arduous task of finding the most comfortable position to lie in.]

I thought sent away the last of you... [He really should start installing an actual door, next.]

3

[gottabeshidinme]

((OOC: can be genuine or fake trapped, depending on what you're feeling and what odds of smut you want. I'd be up for smut but also... gestures at JC... and I'd be fine without smut too.))

[Being addressed so casually, Jiang Cheng slowly turns his head, his habitual scowl targeting the man trapped in vines.]

Why?

[For all that it's a single syllable, he drags it out like a full sentence. Do tell! Whyever should he bother with some idiot who got himself stuck in a plant? Especially when said idiot clearly hasn't learned any humility from the experience.]

3+Wildcard?

[bitterfrost]

He'd been doing relatively well, freeing people from the vines or at least trying to, but the call had him eyeing Xue Yang as his footsteps slowed for a moment, studied him and then he kept walking.

Which didn't exactly do much good when Song Lan found himself trapped later, not even able to reach the thing on his wrist to see if he could get Xingchen to respond for help.

And struggling just made the vines tighten.

2

[711]

[There's something to be said for holding one's cards close to your chest. Allowing himself to be hunted down rather aggressively goes a long way in not giving away more than he ought to when faced with someone just as quick on his feet as himself.

So, by all means, take him by the wrist. Suzaku turns to face him, keeping his arm deceptively limp in his captor's grasp.]

Can I help you?

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[illicitly]

M-Me?

[Huaisang squeaks, eyes going wide, when he runs into Xue Yang, completely by chance, while on a walk to clear his head. The awkwardness and constant sexual tension within the house finally got to be too much so as soon it finally stops raining, he's outside taking advantage of the improvement in weather.

At the moment, he's dressed in a spare set of Nie Sect robes, staring at the hand on his arm with clouded eyes and a bewildered expression.]

I don't know anything! I'm still looking, I promise! i'll come to you when I know something!

[Nevermind that Huaisang doesn't have the faintest clue where Xue Yang is even staying.]

P-Please don't take away my tongue! I still need it!