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[forbelobog]

my mommy is here and i'm gonna hang with her this weekend everyone say hi to my mom

#( ( ooc #( ( tbd #i am absolutely a mama's kid #she's my bestie and i missed her #we're gonna do some sightseeing

[forbelobog]

i like that anyone who writes a landau kid usually agrees on one fact: their father is a fucking asshole.

#( ( ooc #( ( dashcom #if landau senior has no haters i'm dead #anyway i'm tired maybe i'll be here tomorrow

[forbelobog]

i lost any and all gumption i had today to do anything else. sorry. i'll be quiet on discord.

#( ( ooc #( ( tbd #i know i still have stuff to do but #i can't find the desire to be on tunglr dot com

[forbelobog]

"would you ever want to spar?" perhaps a bit out of nowhere, their walk through the plains has been uneventful and calm the entire time (gepard was on patrol, there was nothing saying sampo could just come with him on it.) "i've not seen all you are capable of, and i must say i'm curious." // @dupliciti

#dupliciti #hey babe lets fight

[forbelobog]

gepard using all his stored up kinetic energy in one go and snapping a man's neck when???

#i just wanna see gep snap in game #i deserve that

[forbelobog]

"...you seem familiar," though gepard is certain he's never seen someone this...flashy before. well, maybe once, "have we met before?" // @spadilled

#spadilled #it's like looking into a twink mirror gepard #isn't it #anyway hi nev ilu #two blond preservations for the price of one

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when he heard the express was back in belobog, gepard may or may not have asked specifically to be the one to greet them back into the city. though he is a little surprised to see just one of them rather than a small group, he is no less enthused to see her, "stelle," bent at the waist, he gives a formal bow, "what brings you back to belobog? not thwarting another potential disaster i hope?" // @eteing

#eteing #gepard: is happy to have a friend #also gepard: awkwardly bows instead of hugs said friend

[forbelobog]

my mom is coming to visit next week so i'm going to try and do holly homemaker cleaning today but I have my laptop out and am around today, i'll try to get the rest of those starters done along with some replies in between furious sweeping of dog hair.

#( ( ooc #( ( tbd #i haven't seen my mom since i moved #i'm excited

[forbelobog]

     Gepard has been good ?  Sampo is fairly certain that his captain is always the good one between them two ( at least. )   ❝ Special delivery, just for you~ ❞  Comes the tease before a press of his lips to Gepard's. Not too demanding, but not the most gentle either. The Fool always wants a bit more than just simple, after all.

kissing sampo is never the same experience twice, something the captain has craved from the first time they did, if he were being honest. the memory is...a little embarrassing; he missed entirely, almost let nerves talk him out of trying for real but thankfully the mercenary wouldn't let him back down - if he was going to start something, he would see it through to the end. since then it has been a craving he can't quite get enough of. each time is a little different, but familiar in all the ways that mattered. a mix of comfort, intrigue, and a little danger, like captain is getting away with something. stealing the emanator's attention felt like a unique little treasure he could covet for himself. 

it's just what he needed after a long day out in the freeze, tired body melting under sampo's touch. he barely had time to remove his coat, his gauntlet, before sampo decided he was due for a kiss. he sighs, content, when they pull apart. his gaze is almost dazed, lovesick and sweet.

"quite the present," he settles hands on sampo's hips, feeling the bare skin there from his ridiculous shirt, "could i have another?" // @dupliciti

#( ( answered #dupliciti #THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT #kisses #he deserves all the kisses

[forbelobog]

i just feel like gep should be getting more kisses, is all.

#he's been good

[forbelobog]

"how are you feeling?" perhaps the middle landau is hovering, but could he be blamed? a common cold or not, he knows lynx is not feeling her best. and he wants to make sure she does. it's his job, after all, "i can get you more water. or something to eat. but you should probably get some more sleep, first..." // @resolutepath

#resolutepath #when your sister is sick #no worries #JUST PANIC

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"you're right, i didn't," he concedes, stil keeping his hands on the man's backside in an effort to offer some relief, "but you didn't have to coerce attention from me, either. you can just ask," the glint in the man's eyes isn't missed, certainly not. gepard finds it sparks a familiar want in him, the same desire that the mercenary gave him before they got together. became intimate. the same spark that draws gepard in like a moth to the moon. dangerous, but exciting all the same. 

"i suppose i wouldn't," captain gives a squeeze, "but i would rather your safety above all things, even if you have quite the nice behind," he know it's all in good fun, a tease if you will, and still gepard finds blue eyes settling on his partner's face, "you are alright though, yes? seriously."

     Contact from lips that could benefit from some care cause him to blink, faux surprise to prevent him from immediately beaming. This is a show he's dragged Gepard into but seeing as the blond willingly plays along, there's little reason to shatter the illusion so quickly. So, he whines,  ❝ You didn't have to hit me. ❞

     Fool shifts slightly, the grope isn't uncomfortable but it is enough to remind him that his partner is putting large hands to good use. Slowly, his eyes trail back up pout still present in the tug of his lips, though there's a particular glint that he knows the other won't miss.  ❝ But if I was careful, then you wouldn't have an excuse for copping a feel, my dear Captain~  ❞  

#dupliciti #shamelessly touching your bfs butt #prime content

[forbelobog]

he wonders if he should have just avoided her for the day and addressed this tomorrow, but gepard knows the longer he would have let it go, the more he would have heard from his sister. especially considering he probably could have gotten it all cleared up with a healing draught at the infirmary, but naturally, captain considering his injuries minor; why waste resources when others could utilize them more? 

he opens his mouth to dispute her, but closes it quickly as she continues. she's right. fighting her would be pointless, even if he could have crafted his own ice if he needed. he takes the bag offered, and presses it to his injured face, "...thank you," he relents. the ice does feel good, he'll admit, "are you busy? i have some time between shifts, we could get something to eat."

her brother’s reassurance should be alleviating, yet she knows how he tends to hold things furtively, pain, problems, as if the weight of the world was his alone to bear. “ are you trying to convince me ?” she says, a solitary brow cocked. It was hardly the worst injury she had seen him with but that did not mean that it didn’t look painful.

“ here, take it.” she extends a bag of ice to him, tucked neatly into a chequered cloth.  “ and before you tell me to not worry about you - well you and i both know that’s not how this works.”

#raytm #he knows and he pretends to be annoyed by it #but he's not #lets go get food and gossip abt our dad

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"i don't see how it's any of your business," gepard comments, moving further out of the mines and back to bolder town. sampo just so happened to come across the captain finishing his route, "but the silvermane guards have offered assistance to wildfire since the ban lifted. we've cleared out a fragmentum echo this afternoon," they might not be thrilled he's here just yet, but that didn't mean he still couldn't help, "...it's the least we can do," if he sounds regretful in his tone, he passes over it quickly, "and what are you doing here?" // @maskednihilism

#maskednihilism #gep just wanting to help #sampo be nice #or don't #they can angry kiss abt it idk

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he may be a little nervous about space travel, having never been off his own planet his entire twenty-eight years, but he can't help but stare out the large window of the express, down at his own planet, "it's...quite the view," he admits, glancing from it to caelus, "jarilo looks rather small from up here." // @miraiq

#miraiq #gepard in space #maybe cae invited him for some tea #idk #they should kiss later

[forbelobog]

"Gep," voice soft so as to not to completely rouse him from their sleepy states. Spooning the man, he's got his face tucked where neck and shoulder meet. Together nicely in a nap much needed, or it seems as if Sampo has gotten used to brief slumbers between their vacationing activities. The sun is rather draining and the mercenary has no issue tangling limbs with lover. But the one thing that's remained on his mind prior to leaving is the prospect of harming Gepard or even ruining their vacation altogether thanks to the Laughter. And of course, the rest of his past that will eventually creep in, even if he had a reasoning, he still has no issues doing what most consider to be be bad. "I wish we could stay like this..." Soft sigh against skin. "I don't... I don't want to do something that'll make you hate me."

he's hovering, half awake/half asleep, which is pretty rare of the landau. usually hyper-vigilant at all times, this little vacation has certainly helped him relax a bit more. enough that taking a nap in hte middle of the day actually sounded like a splendid idea, and not just a fever dream. gepard landau didn't nap, it just wasn't in his schedule. here, in sampo's arms, on a foreign planet with barely a care? they had all the time for it. 

sampo speaks, bringing gepard's attention more to the forefront than previous, unaware how long they've been asleep but not exactly caring either. another first - he's not concerned with where the day went or where he needs to be next. he just wants to be here, with sampo. 

the sentiment is agreed, until...

"hate you?" gepard's sleepy voice asks, more awake now than he was before. sampo has had a lot on his mind since the incident with aha in belobog, how gepard asked him to leave and how badly he felt about it afterward. captain turns in the man's hold so he can face him, blue eyes searching his face. he doesn't want to diminish sampo's concern, act like he doesn't need to have it in the first place. but he also wants to soothe in any way he can. the truth is what he's best at, so he speaks what's on his heart.

"do you think so little of our bond?" voice slightly deeper thanks to sleep, gepard doesn't leave space for sampo to respond. it was rhetorical, anyway, "it took a lot of work to get us here, it would take even more work to destroy it. i...i don't think i could hate you, sampo. i ever tried to, once, and we both know that didn't take. so long as we remain honest to each other, and continue learning the other's needs, i think we'll be alright."

hand raises, enough to push aside bangs from green eyes. gepard's hand bare now, no prosthetic, a showcase of vulnerability, "my love for you isn't conditional. and love is more than just happiness and sunshine...love is in the struggles, too. you will do things i don't agree with, just as i will do things you don't agree with. but i love you for our differences. you just have to trust that i will love you through the hard parts just as much as i do in moments like these. i am here for you, good and bad. sickness and health. you have my heart." // @dupliciti

#dupliciti #( ( answered #smoopy woobie gay #gepard quite literally can't hate you sampo #he tried

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"it's not as bad as it looks, serval," he can already hear the concern before she opens her mouth, gepard now sporting a rather fresh looking bruise on cheek, eye swollen above it, "i'm fine." // @raytm

#raytm #you should see the monster that did it #(you can't it's dead now) #hi bb