jigokulogs | July 2022 IC Mingle

July 2022 IC Mingle

1. ITADAKIMASU!

After the harrowing incidents involving the curse last month, unity is the theme for welcoming the new influx of Lost Souls. The factions are still busy with cleanup efforts and making sure their personnel are in fighting shape. What’s more, most of the usual spots that would play host to the factions’ parties are either closed until they’re repaired, or in no state to be hosting parties that big.

Thus, an agreement has been reached. All of the factions will hold their mingles together and host a food truck/yatai festival in the blocks surrounding Theater Square, in the Sutoku Alliance’s territory. This gets money into the hands of the local vendors, and allows the community to spend time together in relative peace. It’s still Jigokucho, there are punks prowling to start fights and steal wallets, like they always are, but it’s a breath of fresh air after everything that’s been happening lately. Just keep your wits about you and enjoy the food. Takoyaki is one of the most popular items and competition between the carts motivates chefs to make them flair and style!

Kushiten, yakitori, dango, croquettes, senbei, onigiri, yakisoba, taiyaki, you name it, it’s probably represented here in some form. There are even any number of your favorite treats from home, even if your home isn’t Earth. It might take a little poking around to find them, but isn’t that part of the delight of exploring a city’s food?

The falling Stardust has made its way into the food as well. You may notice that some vendors are grinding up the glowing stellar fragments and putting them into the food itself as a spice. Are… you supposed to eat that?! Oh well! When it’s time to party, you can’t go wrong with a little Stardust.

2. MUSIC GOT ME FEELIN SO FREE

In the center of Theater Square, surrounded on all sides by the many colorful food stalls, they’ve set up a stage for local artists to perform on. There are a great variety of acts who come and go to play a few songs. The music reaches all throughout the square and may be little more than background noise, until just the right tune catches your ear.

Jenny⁣ – This all-girls story of hidden love should be hitting all the ladies in the crowd a certain kind of way. Have you been admiring a friend or coworker and just never taken the plunge? Now’s the time for that kiss, the music is playing.
KONNANじゃないっ⁣⁣ – This sweet idol bop about striding bravely towards your best future fills you with inspiration and hope for the future. You may feel compelled to bring your hopes and dreams into every conversation. The future is bright!
Running Up That Hill⁣⁣ – As the singer performs some kind of interpretive dance, she sings about her frustrations with never truly being able to see from another person’s perspective. What would you do to show your true self? Maybe it’s time to iron out that ongoing misunderstanding you’ve been circling.
Love Warriors⁣⁣ – A simple act with a guitarist and singer, she sings a mellow piece about the true value of love. What a beautiful message. Your heart might begin to overflow with feelings of care and affection. Will you finally spill those all-important three words? I-love-you.
One More Time⁣⁣ – The last act of the evening is lively, colored lights flashing out across the square. They begin to play an impossibly catchy beat that no one can resist dancing too. Dance like no one is watching and enjoy the sweet catharsis of a good dance session. You’ll feel better for it tomorrow.

(Players are more than welcome to use their own song and effect. 💖)

3. BIRD BOMBS

At some point during the festivities, the Daitengu takes the stage. They’re in exceptionally high spirits. They give a shout-out to Toraguma and Tenkohime for helping to make this happen. As usual, The Enma is not present. However, the Daitengu forgoes any snide remarks, although they do seem a bit let down. Hope springs eternal, one supposes.

Next they would like to announce that they have even more reasons to celebrate: a truce has been declared between the Shuten and Tamamo clans. The war for the Underground is over (for now) and new construction has started on a new casino and adult entertainment complex in the once-contested territory. They hope that this will lead to an ongoing era of financial cooperation between the three factions.

They thank Sakamoto Ryouma for making all of this happen and give him a shoutout in the crowd. Word has spread all over the Alliance about their deeds, and what they managed to pull off; a blessing and a curse. It becomes obvious that not every tribe within the Sutoku Alliance was okay with putting the Alliance itself up as collateral to make this happen. The Kasasagi Tengu Tribe, in particular, has decided to let their protest be known by storming the party in a flood of aggressive magpies. They vulture the food, they pick at jewelry, they’re an absolute menace.

Good luck shooing them away. The vibes are counting on you to deal with these feathered buzzkills.

Welcome to the IC mingle!

If you have any questions about the mingle content, please ask them here!
If you have questions about the game itself, please check out the premise, FAQ, and rules pages.
For Rewards, given both the Stardust and Turf War prompts are involved in all three, threads in the Mingle log count for TWO (2) points!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ thankfully, barton can shut up - at least for a moment - while in the throes of a good smooch. ]

[ he makes a satisfied noise that nero should indulge him; even at his shoulder, he's still likely to feel the rough, jagged raise of more scarring. and he likes the nip, though he doesn't yet return the favor; his teeth could be a little more damaging.

his other hand slides to the back of nero's neck, his fingers threading through the roots of his hair. he uses that leverage to intensify their kiss. ]

[His hand slips the yukata further off of his shoulders. The scars do something for him, a pleased noise escaping him, even muffled by the kiss. Nero shifts closer, his body pressed up against Barton's.

He moves just far enough away to speak, lips brushing against his. Heart thudding in his chest, cheeks flushed.]

Your place?

[ barton slides a hand up nero's thigh, giving it a hard squeeze. nero parts from him, and barton sneaks in another (this time mostly a brush of teeth) kiss. ]

Now? [ with mock bemusement. ] Can't wait for tomorrow...?

[ not that he's averse to "now" -- far from, going by the excitement in his eyes alone -- but he is entertained at the ask. ]

Now. [Kissing, biting and insistent.] Unless you feel like waiting...?

[Shifting closer, pressed up against him, it's easy to tell how interested Nero is at it being now. The night is young and they're both feeling it. They could go.]

[ it really doesn't take any twisting of his arm - barton was convinced the moment he heard the suggestion. but he does laugh, lowly, leaning forward to deliver a nip to nero's earlobe. ]

Ohh, what the hell. Not like I was doing anything more -

[ so they do go.

while barton does have a shred of common decency when it comes to these public displays, he does find it difficult to keep his hands off nero on the way there. he'd hailed a cab for the two of them, opting for the most direct route even if it does mean a lighter wallet. ]

[ he fumbles with the keys to his apartment, then to wrench the door ajar. they're greeted with a pretty simple, undecorated, equivalent of rookie's room. he hasn't made for any upgrades: there's the kitchenette he'd mentioned to nero earlier, a bookshelf containing a few novels, a desk and armchair in one corner, and a twin-sized bed pushed into another. ]

[ he slips his hand back to nero's waist, pulling him towards him; he's grinning broadly and giddy with their circumstances - and stardust. ]

You couldn't have expected five star lodging, right? [ he's not sure he would even know what the looks like... ]

[Normally he's much more reserved than this. He wouldn't ask a guy who he'd only met a handful of times to go back to his place, but here they are. High and inclined to go with their instincts and desires. Right now? Barton is the only thing on his mind.

He doesn't become indecent in the cab, though he is spending plenty of time pressed up against Barton, touching him in anticipation.

Once they're in, he starts pulling off Barton's clothing. The sash around his yukata is the first to go.]

It's five stars if you're here. [He laughs softly to himself as he pulls Barton into another kiss, nipping at his lips.] Seriously, this is fine.

[It's a definite improvement over that time he lived in a cave with piles and piles of blankets.]

... You're a right sweet talker with those lines, you know that?

[ even while he relishing the compliments, he's fairly impressed with the smoothness (he didn't think nero would have it in him, stardust induced or not). the sash unwinds to fall about barton's feet, the cloth of his yukata dropping from one of his shoulders. turns out, there isn't all too much to a yukata piece; even in his dimly-lit apartment, nero can see the growing outline of his arousal through his briefs. ]

[ barton gives a sharp tug to nero's own sash, tightening it momentarily. he steps back towards his bed - unless the other man has a different, preferred furniture object he'd like to desecrate - pulling the sash like a lead. ]

There's just something about you.

[There's usually not much of a reason to be this flirty, but he's really feeling it tonight. No inhibitions or shyness is getting in his way. He looks over Barton very obviously, licking his lips as he drinks in his stature.

Nero allows himself to be lead along. A pleased noise escapes him as Barton tugs on his clothes. There's something thrilling about being physically tugged around.]

Put me where you want me. [Is what he says.

Once they're close enough to the bed, he pushes him down and climbs on top. It seems like he's willing enough to be manhandled.]

[ barton grins widely when nero returns to his lap, now sitting at the edge of his bed. he loosens the sash, running his hand down nero's bare chest appreciatively. then he dips lower to his abdomen, hovering over the hem of his waistband.
]

[ he bites his own lip, imagining - it's not a quiet that lasts for long though, his other hand going to deliver a squeeze nero's ass. ]

I could think of a few things, [ depending on how many rounds they last. but barton knows his own stamina well. his voice has lowered to something deeper, huskier. ] You riding me -- I could suck you off, but I also wanna tie you up and fuck you into the mattress.

[ he may have the means for it otherwise -- should nero agree -- thankfully! but those sashes sure were convenient. ]

[Barton's lap is a lovely place to be. The view here is impeccable.

Nero's hands go up to tug his hair playfully. With how close they are, it's obvious to feel the way he shudders in anticipation at the last suggestion. ]

I'm feelin' greedy. Let's start with me getting tied up.

[ There's always something thrilling about being restrained. Not getting to do everything he wants and touching everywhere he wants? Sounds like a great time to him. ]

Better keep it tight.

Ahaha, wouldn't have it any other way.

[ he likes the tug to his hair, and barton laughs; it's a bit like having dessert first, but all of it's ultimately quite sweet. he pulls the strip of fabric away from nero's waist completely, bunching it in his fist for use soon. ]

[ then he grabs nero about his waist, picking him up to toss him back on the twin bed with apparent ease. it's a cheap mattress; bouncy, squeaky. he's soon to crawl atop of and lean over him, a hand traveling downward to experimentally palm at nero's cock through his briefs. ]

[He laughs as he's tossed, with the thrill and the promise of it. Who cares about the quality of the bed? The grand prize is Barton himself and getting absolutely destroyed.

It's obvious he's hard already, straining against the material. His legs wrap around Barton's waist to pull him closer as his hands travel over his chest. Only a little while longer before he's bound up. He's going to make the most of it.]

Damn... [Breathless and heated, admiring.]

[ ah, nice.

his grin pulls into a satisfied smirk; barton does like being admired, and the hands trailing over his chest tell him just as much. his abs tighten with the shifting of nero's legs around his midsection. ]

[ licking his teeth, he apparently can't help leaning in for a slower kiss this time. it's only a moment, though, before he sits back against his calves. he unravels the sash. ]

Be good for me. [ --or don't. either way, he means to tie him to one of those metal bed posts, ] Arms up.

[His arms go up as Barton sits back.]

Will you make me?

[It's a little bit of teasing as he tests out how tightly Barton made his bonds. He might ask to be tied up, but the sash had better be tight. Escaping is something he's got plenty of experience in.]

I would [ so long as nero's into that; these two could probably use a safe word already. with a bit of a drawl, ], but you've been obliging, so far...

[ barton makes quick work of the knot to a precisely practiced degree. some of the cloth may bite into nero's wrists, uncomfortably so, but he is soon to adjust it; while it's not tight enough to cut off circulation, barton doesn't think he'll be squirming his way out of it anytime soon. he gives a final tug to it. ]

Try that.

[He works at the bonds while he nods. He's been very willing. It's out of character for him to be this forward, but why question a wonderful thing? They're both having fun.

For now, the cloth is secure enough. Continued shifting should let him out. If he wanted.]

Good.

Now, make good on your word. You've got lube here, don't you?

[ he eyes his handiwork - which seems to satisfactorily hold up, for now. ]

Oh, have I already given you reason to doubt?

[ as his anticipation builds, his cock straining against the fabric of his briefs, barton finally frees it. with nero's thighs resting against his own, he jostles their position when he leans over to reach into a drawer of his night stand - he fetches an unopened bottle of probably some cheap, flavored lube.

he tosses nero's briefs aside, letting his arousal kiss the chill air, content to allow it to go untouched for the moment. barton splashes lube onto his own, and, fingers coated with it, then roughly pushes a few digits into nero's hole. ]

[With his hands tied up he watches where Barton pulled the lube from and wonders just how full that container is. They've only talked a handful of times. Right now he's having a hard time imagining Barton having a constantly empty bed, even if he doesn't have somebody to come home to.

As soon as the fingers are in, he's shifting his hips to get them in deeper.]

Not yet. Feels like you know exactly what you're doing.

Try not to get too impatient on me...!

[ barton breathes a silent laugh, his grin curling sharp and broadly and enthusiastic to any challenge. he doesn't realize nero may be considering the fullness of his lubricant; it's true, that he should be the first of any lost souls to find themselves in his bed.

he fills nero to his knuckles, hooking calloused fingers to press inward and see if he can elicit any stronger reactions. his cock rubs against one of nero's thighs, though he's soon gripping the base of it, readying to push inside. barton will readily admit, he does look pretty, particularly from this angle, in a way that's flushed and at his will. ]

Just don't make me.

[ The fullness of the container is noted. It seems that Barton isn't currently in a relationship, so that's working for him.

He can be patient, just don't run it down. Look at him, he's inviting, flushed and craving Barton. There's a sharp intake of breath as Barton rubs against him and he squirms in need. Once he's finally filling him, Nero moans prettily. ]

Mmm... Feeling good? I am.

[ barton laughs aloud at that - make him, what? beg? well, maybe that could be on reserve for another time. ]

[ with a few more enthusiastic strokes of his fingers, barton slides out. (he's impatient, too.) he braces nero against himself, stooping over him, locks of hair falling about his face. he feels heady, his cock primed with pre-cum and slick with lubricant. then he pushes into nero; tight, but accommodating, and barton nearly groans with relief. ]

[ he fingers curl into nero's skin, likely to leave little half-moon indents, barton's teeth gritting as he rocks into a rhythm. ]

[His wrists jerk against the bindings when Barton finally fucks him properly. It's a really lovely picture here, being able to look right up at him. The leg around his waist shoves him forward, further in.]

Fuck- [Yes, that's exactly what he wanted. Getting filled and feeling those nails biting into his skin, he feels present in this moment. No worries about anything else, nothing but pure bliss.]

[ barton rocks in deeper, encouraged even by the heel pressing into his back — the lube is cheap, but he finds it offers just the right amount of friction. predictably, the bed's hinges squeak with each thrust, the posts bumping against the wall with further aid from the bindings. can't be helped; apologies, neighbor. ]

[ his other hand gripping nero's thigh, fingers pressing in hard enough they might leave little bruises to surface in a day. ]

[He should've expected the bed to squeak. It's just starter housing, it' s not that good- and he finds himself not quite holding back a laugh. It's not like he could cover it with his hands.

He really went with this guy, after just a handful of talks, back to his apartment. They're banging on this squeaky bed. He feels like a horny teenager, despite how many centuries he's lived.

There's nothing wrong with it, but the absurdity hits him all at once.]

S-sorry, keep goin'. I'm feelin' great.

[ while there is little-to-no soundproofing, and thus little echo, the squeaking and sounds of them going at it really is all-encompassing in the smallness of barton's apartment. but barton's grin cracks wider, capable of diverting his attention from pounding into the man and the reality of their circumstances. ]

[ he shifts slightly, angling his cock deeper into nero, as if to spite it. ]

Hahh, it's the fucking bedframe, isn't it??

July 2022 IC Mingle

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