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rusted_flowers ([personal profile] glassaxolotl) wrote in [community profile] ph_logs2024-09-02 08:09 pm

Dear Fellow Traveler, Under The Moon [OTA]

Who: Dedue Molinaro
What: Catchall
When: Late August and Early September
Where: Town Square and Shops
Warning(s): Talk of past experiences of genocide and war will likely come up, also there is one closed nsfw thread

1. And I’ll Return To My Beautiful City (OTA)

Claude’s multicultural feast meant a lot to Dedue, and when the night ended, his heart ached. He wanted more time spent sharing food and cultures, and he could see how important those connections were, not just for him but for others. How many of Pumpkin Hollow’s residents are the only representative of their culture? Dedue knows very well how such isolation can sting.

Up until now, Dedue has felt adrift and aimless. But now the wheels in his head start turning, and he knows what he has to do.

He starts by spreading awareness. Dedue sets up a table in town square with a sign asking passersby to tell a story about their favorite food. When someone stops by, he will explain (albeit in a stilted scripted manner while not making eye contact) that he is gaging interest in a cultural center that is devoted to accurate preservation and sharing of the diverse cultures represented in Pumpkin Hollow.

2. Black Skies Fade Into Blue (Open to Artisans and Entrepreneurs)

The problem with Dedue’s new goal is that it requires funds, and Dedue has hardly anything at the moment. However, he possesses versatile skills that make him easily adaptable to several trades. Unfortunately, networking is NOT one of these skills.

Regardless, he forces himself to put himself out there. He enters several shops and looks around for several minutes while working up the nerve to stiffly mumble a question about job openings in a barely audible baritone.

In particular, he can be seen at:

a. Infernal Arms & Armor: The smell of the blacksmith shop brings back a strong pang of nostalgia for his father’s shop back in the capital. In another life, this would have been the legacy handed down to Dedue and his sister. Dedue thinks perhaps it would be fitting for him to end up back here. He examines the practicality of the armor and tests the weight of some of the weapons in his hands. He is drawn in particular to axes and gauntlets.
b. Whitlock Needleworks: Dedue’s embroidery projects from the Serena all disappeared when he came to Pumpkin Hollow. He definitely wants to see what he can spend his own brass on, even if no work comes of this place. He puts different colored threads together to experiment with pallets. Jewel tones - turquoise, emeralds, burgundy, purples, gold and silver. He mumbles comments to himself about which plants might look best with which color.
c. Mipha’s Grace Seafood Stall: Dedue steps by the stall and examines the different wildlife available - comparing it to the fish he remembers from Duscur and Fodlan. There are certainly some he has never seen before, and he wonders how best to prepare them. He takes out a small notebook where he jots down cooking ideas.
d. Wherever You Work: Dedue’s not picky. Being the primary retainer to a prince with chronic mental illness and physical disabilities means Dedue has done all kinds of work and is willing to do whatever is open. Feel free to chat him up.

3. And Though My Love Is So Wise And So Pretty (NSFW, Closed to Dimitri)

Dedue doesn’t really have any experience with massages. He has typically denied his own self-care with excuses about being too busy with work. However, Dimitri has been talking eagerly about the massages he saw offered at Magne’s new business, and - well - Dedue might as well try something new. He stops Dimitri mid-sentence to ask, “You seem interested in this. Did you wish to give or receive…?” Then clarifies awkwardly, “A massage, I mean.”

4. Some Nights I’ll Still Dream Of You (Open to Former Serena Passengers, and Wildcard

To anyone Dedue recognizes from the Serena Eterna, he will give a quiet nod of recognition and allow them to choose whether or not to approach him. He still hasn’t reconnected with many of the people he knew.

To anyone Dedue has not yet met, he will allow them to approach him but may come off as quiet and guarded. For those associated with TMA/TMP lore, Dedue has a strong scent of Lonely and Slaughter to him.
prince_of_beasts: (sheepish)

And Though My Love Is So Wise And So Pretty

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-09-04 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Dimitri wasn't trying to drop hints, but he wasn't not trying. Caught out, he flushes a deep pink, only belatedly remembering to close his mouth.

"Well. Ah. I thought ... it might be ... something nice that I could do for you. Since it's your birthday." Dimitri leans into Dedue, pressing his cheek to Dedue's shoulder. "And you are very tense."
prince_of_beasts: (glance)

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-09-04 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Dimitri rests his hand on Dedue's other shoulder, and squeezes; his thumb digs into a knot of muscle beneath Dedue's shoulderblade. "Heart of mine, you're always tense."

Not that Dimitri's much better. He buries his face in Dedue's shoulder as his face heats again. "And if you wanted, I thought ... we could ... have sex."
prince_of_beasts: (AAAAA)

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-09-06 09:42 am (UTC)(link)
The moment the words leave Dimitri's mouth, he's certain they're the worst thing he's ever said. At least a massage is a useful action; presuming to offer himself, as if he's anything worth giving -- "W-we don't have to. I'm sorry, forget I ... "

Wait.

His mind catches up with his mouth. " ... you want to?"
prince_of_beasts: (flustered)

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-09-10 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh. Oh! That's -- I mean -- I have too." Dimitri rests his hand on Dedue's. His mouth goes dry, but he'll get this sentence out if it kills him. "I've been thinking -- if you wanted -- we could do -- p-penetration." He swallows. His face burns a spectacular crimson, but he's managed not to burst a blood vessel. "I'm ready for that."
prince_of_beasts: (blush)

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-09-11 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Um." Dimitri laces their fingers, running his thumb over the back of Dedue's hand. He's dizzy with anxiety, but it helps to be reminded they're both here. "I'd be alright with either ... do you have a preference, or would you rather I decide?"
prince_of_beasts: (flustered)

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-09-15 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I could give, then. I -- I'd like that. I recall there's some, ah, preparation required ... " Dimitri scrapes his memory of the book they had on the Serena Eterna. "I can fetch some of the vegetable oil from downstairs. I think that should be alright?"
prince_of_beasts: (flustered)

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-09-15 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Dimitri nods. "You undress and lie down, and I'll be right back."

Okay! They're doing this! And Dimitri didn't even die!

He's still desperately glad that everyone else in the house works in town, because if anyone caught him pouring vegetable oil into a jar for unspecified reasons, it would kill him. Even knowing the house is empty, he darts back upstairs as soon as possible, steadying the jar against his chest so he won't crush it. He taps his knuckles on the bedroom door before easing it open, and shuts it carefully behind him.
Edited 2024-09-15 02:42 (UTC)
prince_of_beasts: (blush)

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-09-15 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Dimitri stops in his tracks, momentarily breathless. Midday light lines the soft curves of Dedue's body, and catches in his hair. There's a reflexive twinge of impropriety, that sex should be reserved for darkness and nighttime, but how could Dimitri refuse this? He loves the most beautiful person in the world.

"I didn't want to run out," he protests. He sets the jar on the bedside table, then sits next to Dedue and leans down to kiss him.
prince_of_beasts: (awe)

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-09-15 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
They've been through so much together, molded to each other's shape. Touch only feels like a natural extension of what's been true for so long already. Dimitri makes a surprised noise into Dedue's mouth when he's pulled closer, but nestles against him, wriggling into a more comfortable position. He's always been inclined to cling, to seek closeness; nothing makes him happier than the reminder that his affection isn't just welcomed, but wanted.

Eventually they have to part for air, another of life's little cruelties. Dimitri sighs, and brushes back a strand of hair that had escaped Dedue's hair tie. Quietly, just for the space between them, he murmurs, "Did you still want that massage?"
prince_of_beasts: (dismay)

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-09-18 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
"M-hm. Lie down on your belly, my heart, and I'll take care of it." Dimitri kisses Dedue's nose, and sits up so he can do just that. When Dedue's rolled onto his stomach, Dimitri can kneel over him, straddling his lower back.

His crooked fingers stand out glaringly stark against Dedue's shoulders, every scar and healed break an accusation -- how can he offer this? How dare he imagine his hands could bring anyone pleasure? All they know is violence, and that's all they'll ever be good for.

He hesitates, frozen in the sudden clutch of guilt.
prince_of_beasts: (blush)

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-09-19 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
All else being equal, Dimitri is very interested in the way that motion flexed Dedue's shoulder muscle. That alone is enough to distract him from beginning to spiral. He sniffs and rubs his face on his wrist. "I know. I know you will."

Now. How should he start ... he smoothes his hands over Dedue's shoulderblades, then presses his fingers into a spot that feels tight. "Does that feel good?"
mindflayed: (Default)

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[personal profile] mindflayed 2024-09-04 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Imbros ignores the food part of this spiel, because he knows nothing about food, but the concept of a cultural center is somewhat intriguing.

"A cultural center? As in a museum to cultures that still exist?"
mindflayed: (Reading)

[personal profile] mindflayed 2024-09-06 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"For the pursuit of knowledge or do you have a more precise goal?" He's all for knowledge just for knowledge's sake, but this seems rather targeted.

"Cuisine as a form of art hadn't really occurred to me before." Mostly because one of the people he travels with has eaten an entire deer with his hands before.
mindflayed: (Not interested)

[personal profile] mindflayed 2024-09-07 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"You're trying to prevent interpersonal squabbles? That's ... probably laudable if unlikely to succeed. Though there's not much else to do to occupy every waking moment, it's not a bad idea."

He trails off thinking about it. Maybe eventually no one will compare him to a squid, maybe this is a great idea.

"Why were you the only one of your culture for your whole life?"

mindflayed: (Reading)

[personal profile] mindflayed 2024-09-20 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Is that your way of telling me it's none of my business? Because it would be easier to just say that."
pineapplesalmon: (a chin touch moment)

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[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-09-04 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
On his day off, César overhears Dedue asking someone to tell them a story about their favorite food. This is actually an exciting question for him, because he just got his first batches of dried corn and started making his own masa harina (flour). Who knew watching the town Abuela make things from scratch out of curiosity and learning recipes from his mother would have become so important. He heads home and makes something rather than just telling Dedue about it, because César's a bit hungry anyway.

"Empanadas." César answers the question before it's even asked, putting down a plate that has some made with corn and flour based doughs, four each. "The earliest known recipe is 500 years old, when it used to be a larger pie."

Yes, he's forgotten to introduce himself. More important things to discuss, here!
pineapplesalmon: (a quick suggestion)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-09-07 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I was taking these here. Got an extra seat?" César has a bag slung over his shoulder, which he carefully moves to place on the table, the sounds of silverware and plates indicating why. "You don't need to eat them if you don't like, but I was craving empanadas, then realized I could show you rather than just talk about them. Half each are yours if you're hungry."
pineapplesalmon: (friendly smile)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-09-11 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know, but it makes me happy to share them." César is all smiles, and he smiles more when he sees Dedue's enjoyment. "It's made from corn that has been dried, treated, and ground."

César pulls an ear of corn out of his bag and hands it over. "Corn's not common everywhere. I figure some folks haven't encountered it much or at all."
pineapplesalmon: (a quick suggestion)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-09-17 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'd be surprised by what can be made into flour besides traditional grains. Almond, rice, oats, chickpea, coconut, tapioca, and some types of root vegetables."