[network|text] @prettypinkflowers; oops on second thought have another; Night 189 [open]

[lacecase]

[Hello naughty children it's mania-o-clock. Although Ginger just put up a post earlier in the day, another one goes up fairly late into the night. Because she knows she needs to be quiet anyone trying their best to sleep. Also, emotes make her happy.]

Hi again everyone!!! ~ヾ(＾∇＾)
I realized when I made my announcement earlier that there are a lot of new faces I haven't met!
It got me to thinking that there are probably a bunch of us who have yet to really get to know each other.
So like I thought we could play another game! This time about...us! Ta-dah! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

[Some of you might be able to guess where this is going. Ginger might seem like the sort of person who has a limitless supply of game ideas, but even she can only come up with so much that will allow people to talk about their personal lives to some capacity.]

How about 2 truths and a lie? It'll be a lot of fun! (∗❛ัᴗ❛ั∗)
And we can learn a bit more about each other! Team building you know???
Even if someone's already figured out the answer to someone's post you should still talk to them if you have questions! (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑

[That's how friendships happen!]

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[swatsflies]

[ He's pulling Jim close as he buries his face against him to try to stifle his laughter. It's not doing a good job as his shoulders shake with mirth and the sounds coming from him being too loud to muffle.

Once he can talk, he lifts his head up to try to respond. ]

Don't. Don't want to see yourself? [ Snickers interrupt the sentence, but he manages to pull it off. ]

What about your name? I can put Hawkins there.

[rattlingthestars]

I'll get a mirror!

[ Zell's getting a smack for that. Two, even! But the econd round of laughter is contagious and Jim has to drop his head to hide it in his hands. ]

Do you want an autograph? J. P. on one side - [ Yeah he can't finish that sentence. ]

[swatsflies]

[ Good news is he didn't have to tickle him to get him to laugh. Pressing a kiss against the top of his head as he hides in his hands. ]

You'd have to write really big to cover it all. [ He tries to sign Jim's name in the air. ] Your last name on another place wouldn't be bad, right?

[rattlingthestars]

Think I could do it with one of those sharpies.

[ A regular pen would just be uncomfortable... though probably not as uncomfortable as a tattoo.

Zell's question doesn't get a direct answer, though Jim does come out of hiding for another kiss. ]

I'm starting to like the idea.

[swatsflies]

If you're out, I'm sure I have one or two left.

[ Yeah, he might seriously let him sign his name on him. Not actually expecting it on his rear though, but if he really wanted to...

Smiling, as he returns the peck. ]

Just starting? [ Bumping his nose with his own. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Had to warm up to the idea of butt tattoos, first.

[ Jim nudges him back. He wasn't talking about the whole idea, silly. ]

What color do you want? Pink?

[swatsflies]

[ He knew that. Maybe. Reaching up to play with Jim's hair. ]

Would pink even show up? [ Tugging lightly. ] Maybe a shade of blue like your eyes. Then I'll match. [ Lifting up his wrist with the bracelet on. ]

[rattlingthestars]

How romantic.

[ Is he being sarcastic or is he just that far gone? Jim's not even sure anymore. He is capturing the hand with the bracelet and playing with the strings, though. ]

Hair's almost long enough to braid again.

[swatsflies]

Can do it by candle light. [ Zell is sure he has the vanilla scented one still.

Measuring the strands with his free hand as he makes a hmm sound. ]

Want me to try? [ Digging his fingers against Jim's scalp. ] Bet the other two have hair ties still. [ From their war of sneaking stuff in the other's bag. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Extra romantic.

[ Instead of answering, Jim turn to tilt his head back and give Zell enough room to play with it. ]

Know what you're doing?

[swatsflies]

[ Chuckling at that. ]

Only the best for my Stars.

[ That part is serious, even if the conversation is about writing on butts.

With getting more room to play, he gives a quick kiss to his neck as thanks. Combing his fingers through the strands. ]

You'll just have to see. [ Though he doesn't have anything to actually hold it in place. He will braid it anyways. Be amazed at the braiding! ]

[rattlingthestars]

Best boyfriend ever.

[ Yep, still talking about butt, though maybe the kiss factors into it.

Jim makes a little noise at the 'you'll just have to see,' hoping that Zell does know what he's doing.

He's going to leave it either way. ]

Think you could use my bracelet to tie it up for now?

[swatsflies]

[ Maybe he should have braided it straight up. Would have been fabulous.

Looking between Jim's hair and his wrist before nodding. Using his free hand to snag Jim's wrist and bring it to his mouth. Pressing a kiss against his pulse and then he'll work the knot undone carefully with his mouth. He has to hold on to the hair to keep his work in place, right?

Once it's done, he's snagging it and tying the end of Jim's hair. ]

There! [ And to make sure Jim doesn't go any where to check on it, he's putting his hands square on his shoulders and shifting to throw a leg across Jim's lap. Stay. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim is very still and very quiet as Zell works his bracelet off, and breathes out all at once when it's done, as if he'd been holding his breath not to disturb Zell.

He reache up to check the braid with one hand, but then Zell's pinning him. It's almost impressive how quickly Jim's face can go from dazed to :| ]

I don't get to see?

[swatsflies]

[ Rewarding his patience with a peck on the cheek. Scooting his hands lower to drape against his back as he rests his head on Jim's shoulder. He's trying to hide the cheeky smile that he's wearing. Look what you're teaching him, Jim. ]

After. [ Give him a moment. He's enjoying the moment. ] You know you're the best thing that's happened to me, right?

[rattlingthestars]

I'm pretty great.

[ One bit of sass deserves another; Jim doesn't really mean it, though, and he follows it up with a kiss to the side of Zell's head. ]

I know I'm lucky you think that.

[swatsflies]

[ Smiling at the kiss. ]

You are pretty great and some day I'm going to get you to believe it, baby.

[ Bumping his head gently against Jim's. ]

Maybe I should tattoo that on your butt.

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim pretends to seriously think this over for a moment. ]

If it's on my butt, I'm not gonna be able to see it.

[swatsflies]

[ His mind is going untoward places for a moment as he leans his weight against him. ]

I could always remind you every time I see it. [ And the a pause as something else pops in his head. ] Or you can put that on my butt. Jim is the best.

[rattlingthestars]

Jim Hawkins was here. [ Jim's warming up to this now, or maybe he's just messing with Zell. ] J + Z Forever...

[swatsflies]

Wasn't it JH hearts ZD?

[ From what Jim wrote all over the school at least. ]

Maybe you should get a matching one. Zell Dincht was here. [ Tracing the words out across Jim's neck. ]

[rattlingthestars]

That'd take up a lot of space.

[ Two whole cheeks!

Jim's distracted from being stupid about butts by the letters traced on his chest, and snorts as he guides Zell's hand upward to a tiny bruise. ]

Thought that's what these were for.

[swatsflies]

[ Jim doesn't have a lot of canvas.

He smiles like he might be proud of the kiss mark he left before. Shaking his head as he draws a heart around it. ]

These are reminders that I have something great and it's real. [ Similar to their drawings on one another, but a little different. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ That's when you break out the fineliners

Jim snorts at Zell's proud smile, but he's not complaining. In fact: ]

Sounds pretty good when you put it like that.