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Dr. Veritas Ratio ([personal profile] curingidiocy) wrote in [community profile] synflux2024-09-11 05:00 pm

[Open] Spa Facility Grand Opening | Base Upgrade

WHO: Everyone!
WHAT: The grand opening of the spa facility
WHERE: On base
WHEN: Sept 11
WARNINGS: Nudity, that's probably it????


SPA FACILITY GRAND OPENING


One morning, everyone wakes to a message bearing the title above. Turns out, the area near the greenhouse that has been cordoned off since the Outsiders returned to base was converted to a spa facility! While this was planned before their return from the latest mission as a show of appreciation for everyone's hard work, LILITH hopes, given recent circumstances, that the facility will help Outsiders relax and unwind from their stress. It is open indefinitely and free to use by those on base!



▶ LOUNGE



The entrance leads to a short, undecorated hallway that opens up to a small foyer. It is simple, pristine, and decorated with only a spotting of greenery and a large painting of a beach that replaces what should have been the location of the receptionist's desk. To each side of the painting is an open pathway, half covered by a panel of fabric overhanging the entrance. The pattern is plain, and likely meant to be soothing in appearance.

A pop-up appears in the ocular the moment one steps foot into the area. A generic welcome message, with descriptions of the facilities offered and how to navigate through the area. There are even recommended programs for someone who wants a specific experience! How generous.

Both doors lead behind the foyer into a lounge area just as simple as the room previous. It is plain, decorated in calming blues and a creamy off-white colour. There are a few plants here and there (which may be fake, upon closer inspection), and more landscape paintings hung around the area. Across the room, there are doors to change rooms (though there are no change of clothes within, because the Style Change Upgrade will provide them plain spa robes to be used in the facility.) To the left is a wide space leading to a massage parlor and a nail salon, and to the right is the door leading to the saunas, both dry and wet, and a public bath, obscured partially by a piece of fabric draped over the top half of the doorway.

The only refreshments provided seem to be a single synthetic milk vending machine standing next to the entrance to the baths, branded with the name GYUNEW. The milk comes in different flavours: chocolate, strawberry, banana, some seasonal flavours like pumpkin spice, quirky ones like cotton candy milk, and a flavour that is simply labeled "white". There's no explanation for this flavour. Anyone trying it will find it's creamy and sweet like milk but also somehow manages to taste like every other milk alternative without committing to a single flavor. It also never expires. Strange.



▶ SAUNA



The pathway to the sauna splits into three: one for a wet sauna on the left, and the dry sauna to the right. A third path down the middle leads to the supplies and furnaces for the saunas, because neither run on electricity, and require stones, fire (and water for the wet sauna). An ocular pop-up will list the benefits of each type of sauna, allowing you to make the best choice for your own health, as well as provide instructions on how to operate them and optimize the experience for your physiological needs.

Both saunas are rooms lined with wooden slats, and with multiple levels of seating available, seating ten people at most. At the corner of the rooms is a small tub of rocks heated by fire from a furnace accessible through the middle path. A wooden bucket is available to bring water into the wet sauna, to be poured onto the stones to provide the moisture for the sauna.



▶ PUBLIC BATH



Though the area is fully enclosed, attempts have been made to decorate the baths with natural elements, such as stones bordering the pools, bamboo water spouts, wooden slats lining the walls and windows that open up to a yard abundant with greenery, appropriately fenced off so no one can peek into the baths from the greenhouse area. The public baths are segregated by gender, a thick wooden fence dividing the two sides of the room so that communication is still possible, but view of the other side is obscured.

Each side features an area with stools, mirrors and seated showers that one can use to thoroughly rinse their bodies before entering the bath. Like the showers in the locker room, no soaps and shampoos are provided. However, fluffy, luxurious towels are stocked just outside the bathing area for use along with a hamper for their disposal, and the baths themselves seem to be on a biweekly rotation of additives, from scents like lavender and yuzu to herbal additions like mugwort or green tea, with one day each week free of any additives.

For those who prefer private bathing sessions, there are smaller rooms that can be reserved ahead of time using the ocular implant.



▶ MASSAGE PARLOR



The massage parlor is a room with ten massage beds, staffed by two robot massage therapists. It is a dimmed area with warm lighting and a diffuser spreading a calming scent throughout the area. Plenty of plants and landscape paintings decorate the area to provide a calming atmosphere. Each bed can be separated by a curtain for privacy.

Upon entry into the room, an ocular pop-up will appear asking you to select the type of massage preferred, if you need no robot assistance, or if you'd like a lesson in performing massages. It also offers a selection of specialty massage oils and aromatic blends which clients can choose based on their desired therapeutic effects.

For those receiving a massage from robotic massage therapists, the massage can be personalized through a digital touchpad at each bed. This touchpad allows clients to adjust the intensity and focus of the massage, select soothing soundscapes, and even set the area's ambient lighting to their preference.

For those who prefer even greater privacy, rooms are available for up to two people to receive a massage together. Perfect for couples!



▶ NAIL SALON



The nail salon is decorated similarly to the massage parlor, but there are no robot attendants staffing the area. Instead, an ocular pop-up will indicate that the salon is entirely unmanned, so it is up to Outsiders to provide manicures and pedicures to their fellow colleagues! All the appropriate stations and supplies have been provided, so the only limit is imagination!

The parlor is stocked with a wide array of high-tech nail polishes that change color based on temperature or mood, as well as glittering holographic powders and futuristic gel finishes that provide a dazzling array of effects including personal advertisements and minor cosmetic effects. Some examples of cosmetic effects include the temperature/mood-changing colors that can be as extreme or subtle as desired; the holographic depiction of shifting patterns or scenes, such as starry galaxies or futuristic cityscapes; or interactive haptic feedback, using embedded micro-sensors to simulate various sensations, such as a gentle vibrating pulse that matches a rhythm, or a mild tingle that responds to touch.

LILITH would like to remind you to avoid applying nails that become an impediment during kaiju missions.



▶ NOTES
Welcome to the first crowdfunded base upgrade!! Many thanks to Kia, Peace, Abbel, Blair, Ari, Steve, ly, and Lan who pooled points with me for this luxurious addition to the base. Also thanks to Pax for helping me with the text of this log.

The spa facility is a permanent add-on and will have an entry added to the Main Base page soon. Note that there will be no IC explanation for the use of reward points.

This post is meant to be a mingle log for all characters to enjoy the facility's services at the grand opening! If you have any questions about the spa, please ask them in the questions thread!

intertwinedfates: blush talk smile (213)

WOE 🥲

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-18 11:56 am (UTC)(link)
[FUTURE PROBLEM FOR FUTURE HIYORI

Well... technically he wouldn't be wrong? He was born from such a wish, as she well knows. It's a fact. And he's... slowly learning to not let it define him. Though he'd be surprised to learn she does have those worries - she seems so composed when on the job. He knows that she'd bring him comfort as a patient even if they weren't as close as they are.

And BOY ARE THEY CURRENTLY CLOSE. With precious little in the way of clothes between them, to boot. If he wasn't so preoccupied by the drumming of her hands upon his fairly well sculpted muscles. Not too little, not too big. Just right. Happy Hiyori size~☆

In a way, he's kind of the perfect punching bag for her, often being the source of irritation and yet still able to take all her emotions and bear the brunt of them until she feels better. Blow after blow helps to loosen his muscles and at the same time makes him feel better that she's able to vent her frustration on him in a healthy way rather than hiding in her room or something.

It's probably the emotional side of her trust he values most, not that he can say as much between letting out quiet oofs and ughs and the odd mumbled moan. They definitely are a pair, it must be said. Dorks.

Because her laugh has him grinning into the table before he steals another peek over his shoulder at her.]


Sounds like you're really getting into it, heh.
wwtd: calm, adult (missing someone)

le kARMA

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-18 01:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ composed because she has to be.

he wouldn't be wrong, no. it was the wish he was born from but any mention of yato's father makes hiyori's blood boil. he may be a god, he may be a force of nature at the end of the day, but he has feelings and a heart and a soul that should be treated kindly.

as she karate chops the heck out of him. ""healthy"" is questionable. beating the crap out of your boyfriend. even if he wants it and enjoys it. even if he's one of the only ones who could take it. KNOW WHAT ELSE IS HIYORI SIZE. never forget.

mumbled moans get harder hits btw. she pauses, trying to catch her breath through gasps of air and glancing up toward his face. she flushes a bit as that blue eye lands on her. ]


It's a little fun. [ and it's not a slap but wailing on him like that was cathartic. her hands finally come to rest at the center of his back. ] It's a little stupid with the music going, too. Rock music would fit better. I doubt anybody else is getting massaged like this. And you sound like you're enjoying it as much. If not more.
intertwinedfates: smile happy talk (105)

IT KARMA'D HIS SUTRA

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-21 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[All the more reason to consider her strong, really.

Thankfully they don't need to delve into his father's influence much since the man himself isn't here. Thank the Heavens for THAT small mercy. Time away from him pulling the strings on Yato's life can only be a good thing in the long run, allowing him the chance to grow and finally live.

That includes fun experiences like this. The sheer ridiculousness of it is enough to get him laughing softly into his arms, breathy on each blow. He gets the feeling she's at least mildly irked still, but that's okay. She can beat it out of him. She can beat other things, too, if she wants. HMM.

Ironic that the more he moans, the more she pummels, and thus the cycle continues until she needs a bit of a rest. It's a good chance for him to breathe, too, and to make sure she's really doing okay. He knows sometimes she can hold things back, just like he does. But no, she just seems slightly flustered, or at least winded. It's cute.]


I'm glad. [He takes the opportunity to stretch with a grunt, eyes barely leaving her for a moment.] Yeah, can't argue with you there. Maybe there's a way to choose your own tunes. That'd be pretty cool. [Laughing, he reaches back to brush a hand over her arm.] I am having a good time. It feels refreshing and it's nice to know you're getting to let some of your emotions out. ...are you feeling better?
wwtd: calm (obligatory back view)

MORE LIKE SUCKTRA sorry

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-23 11:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ beAT HIS MEA-masseter muscle.

it's strange. yato's breathy laughter combined with his grunts and moans make her warm all over. not uncomfortably. it flows through her body like a stream. it gives her hands a mind of their own, wandering down his spine from the middle and counting the vertebrae idly with a far-off look in her eyes. a bit more hooded than normal, too.

pretty cool, yeah. alexa, play kyouran hey kids.

his light touch startles her a bit. attention refocusing on the present and not wherever it went, her eyes darting to his face so their gazes lock. is she feeling better? yes? no? he's having a good time. that's good. she doesn't want to lie. ]
As happy as I am that you're having a good time, taking out my frustrations on you doesn't feel right. I don't want to do it. [ even if it's HIS FAULT. there's another rough sigh. when it's yato, she can't stand to keep secrets. ]

... Okay. There's still something else I've been meaning to talk to you about. Not here, though. [ she digs her fingers into his sides, moving along to work her "magic" on other untouched muscles. maybe a little rougher than she needs to be. that's an accident but judging by everything else? he might like it. ] We're both having fun right now. It can wait.
intertwinedfates: blushy pout (77)

THAT'S FAIR LMAO

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[WHEEZES she can beat him anytime, anywhere--

It's good that his vocalizations don't cause Hiyori any discomfort; he'd never want to ruin their more peaceful moments together by being too lewd or crude. He just can't keep perfectly quiet or still when her touch feels so good after all the fighting and stress they've been through lately. It makes all the tension melt away while leaving his muscles feeling softer and supple.

He'll have to make sure to return the favor for her...

Although he doesn't quite get the answer he's hoping for to his question, he doesn't look away and instead focuses more solidly upon her face in an attempt to read her expression better. As if that might somehow tell him how to make things right between them.]
Then you don't have to... I've said it before, Hiyori. Whatever makes you happy. That's my promise to you. [That sigh has his brows knitting together in concern, but thankfully she doesn't stop there and leave him wondering what else is on her mind. Not completely, anyway. Pushing himself up a bit, he leans around a little more to better face her.]

Now's fine if it's bothering you that much. I don't want you keeping things bottled up just for my comfort. That's... That's not how it should be between a couple, right? [Still, he sinks back down some as she starts in on his sides, earning a grunt-whimper and some toe wiggling. It's a bit rough, sure, but he appreciates the way it cuts through the tightness in his muscles.] Ngh.. I want you to be content, too.
wwtd: sad, angry (i'm not crying you're crying)

I FELT BAD AS SOON AS I HIT POST COMMENT

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ BODY SLAMS HIM ON THE BED LATER.

whatever makes her happy. was whatever made her happy on his mind when he was offering "smooches extra?" instead of having the usual desired effect of hiyori melting a bit on the inside, she tenses and clamps her lips shut so she doesn't snap something at him that MAY be justified but would not be kind. all she does is grope at his muscles a bit harder, kneading and feeling it give beneath her touch as yato makes more noises.

noises that make the heat in her gut not all born from frustration but something baser. ]


... You're right. That's not how it should be. [ she can do this. no matter how he responds, it'll be off her chest. ] Alright, here it goes. [ nudging his side, she turns him onto his back and leans over him with her lips pursed and obviously thinking hard about something, judging by how her eyes have narrowed. better just come out with it. ereshkigal said she should slap him. she does.

slapping her hand down on his chest. not HARD, not like her karate chops, but unhappy. for sure. ]


I deserve better than watching my boyfriend offer smooches to whoever will pay five Kryptos. You deserve better than offering yourself up for some extra money. You're a God of Fortune, aren't you? Why are you still acting like you'll do anything for some small change? That... that hurt, Yato. It hurt my heart that you would kiss other people, but that you think so little of your affection. Coming into the gala like that and then hearing you offer kisses like, like you're still desperate for attention and money. That I don't, I don't know... I'm starving you for affection. [ is she? ]

If that's the case, all you have to do is ask. No, not even that, j-just... kiss me or something? Don't sell yourself. You're - [ mine. she bites her lip, hard. ]
intertwinedfates: sad frown (209)

POOR HIYORI... HER DUMB GOD

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
[HE WILL TAKE IT. Especially after this.

Ironically and perhaps unbelievably, it was, in some muddled way. He was thinking of her happiness throughout the evening, it just... got a bit lost once the alcohol kicked in. He was still aiming to do something for her, though. Earn enough money in order to treat her to dinner or perhaps buy her something special. So like many times previously, his heart was in the right place even if his head wasn't.

Those little noises he's making though? They quiet right up when she starts talking. He can't revel in the nice sensations while she's clearly upset by something.]


Then, I'll listen. To whatever you have to say. [Really, genuinely listen. Try to take it to heart. Because clearly it's important to her.] Okay. Whenever you're ready. [He willingly flips over so they're face-to-face, even if he has to resist the urge to take her into his arms. He has an idea what this is about, yet he won't interrupt or guess. That wouldn't be fair to her.

The slap to his chest gets a faint wince, but all he does is cover her hand with one of his own, holding it there as his expression falls once she begins talking. He doesn't say anything throughout her vent, determined to let her say her piece and get out everything she needs to no matter how much it stings and makes his chest ache.

He deserves it, he knows. He behaved so badly and was callous of her feelings, even if it was accidental. And hearing it spelled out in no uncertain terms makes it clear just how badly he fucked up.]


Hiyori... I'm so sorry. It wasn't my intention to ever hurt you. It was stupid and selfish of me to behave like that. Childish, too. I just... wanted to be able to do something for you, and after a few drinks, acting like I used to seemed like a good idea... [Something he clearly regrets from the tone of his voice and the way he clasps her hand in both his.] It had nothing to do with you not giving me enough, I can promise you. You're more than I could ever ask for. Something I think I sometimes forget... That I really do have you. I'm honestly not used to it. Having someone to love and confide in.

[He takes a moment to breathe out, tugging her a bit closer by the hand.] I'm really bad at changing. I won't blame that on being a god. It's just me. A flaw of my own. But I swear to you, I won't do such a thing again. Not that I know now how much it pains you. [As if reading her mind, he pulls her across his chest in order to softly kiss her.] I'm yours, okay? For as long as you'll have me...
wwtd: calm, adult (tiny ponytail)

IMPULSIVE STINKBRAIN WITH BIG MEATY HEART

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ yato has the wrong idea about hiyori if he thought she'd be happy about kiss!money paying for her dinner. he doesn't have to buy her anything special, either. the thought is sweet, his heart is in the right place yes, but she's happy as they are.

sneaking into each other's rooms every other night. if not every night. showing each other they care through action, upset on one another's behalf when they're hurt. being silly. squeezing in dates where they can. talking like this or just spending time together. that's enough. being able to be herself and do everything her heart was screaming she wanted, but she muzzled and buried it for a year of knowing him. then, ten more years of not remembering where her heart went to. who it went to.

it was never his intention to hurt her, she knows that much. hurt her he did, anyway. she doesn't soften quite as quickly as she did after he apologized for PEEKING but she doesn't pull her hand away from him either. she moves one small step closer at his tug, swallowing against the tense feeling in her throat.

she's still... unhappy. all those mental images of yato drunkenly declaring this or that about a kiss don't give way easily. it hurt. so does hearing he's not used to having someone to love and confide in. but it's been hurting since then. ereshkigal was right, she should have just confronted him there at the gala. dragged him off to one of those private rooms and asked him what the heck he thought he was doing. in a way, she's glad she can have a slightly cooler head about it now that time has passed but it's dug its claws into her. dropped insecurity at her doorstep mercilessly.

even with a soft kiss, him saying he's hers like he HAS read her mind, and a swear he won't do it again. bad at changing, she's not so sure. he's changed a lot since she's known him. in a short year. ]


I don't think you will... but if you did it again, I'd probably think you're not taking this as seriously as I am. [ dating. testing the waters. whatever they're calling it to others when hiyori is pretty sure she's never been MORE serious about her feelings for yato. about this. as dangerous and terrifying as it can be with where they are. what they're here to do.

with a softer sigh, far softer than her previous, she sits on the end of the table and braces her hands on his chest to lean down. ]


You've already done so much for me. What else could you have in mind?
intertwinedfates: hiyori yukine (128)

LMAO THAT SUMS HIM UP SO WELL... DURIAN HEAD

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 08:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Considering until relatively recently he would do just about anything for five yen, it probably shouldn't come as too much of a surprise that he doesn't think twice about where money is coming from.

It's all so new, even with his experience from Songerein filling in some of the blanks. There's still plenty more he doesn't know about love and romance, and especially about Hiyori herself. Hell, he always seems to be missing her birthday somehow! Which in his eyes is just all the more reason to strive towards giving her everything she could possibly want, even if... he doesn't quite know what that would be. Quiet time together? Adventurous outings where they go exploring? Fancy dinners by candlelight? All of the above??

But that'll have to wait for another time. Right now he has to face the music, to the tone of Hiyori's unhappy and discontent feelings. Not that he blames her. Far from it. If anything, he's hating himself even more than usual for making an ass of himself and leaving her to be stuck watching it all go down. Just like in hindsight, he would've loathed her snogging other people, to the point he probably would've gotten all clingy and weepy. Maybe it would've been better if she had let him know right then and there how she felt. But what's done is done and all he can do is be better in the future.

Starting with now. He runs a hand through her hair, pushing some of it back from her face so he can get a better look at her expression. Even upset she's still the most lovely thing he's ever seen. The most kind person he knows. He really doesn't deserve her, but he won't say as much. No self-deprecation. No making this about him. It's Hiyori who's been hurt, who deserves to be treated gently.]


I am. I swear. I've never been more serious about anything in my life. Which I'd gladly give up for you, Hiyori. [Not even worrying about his lifeline would have him fretting so much as losing her. He doesn't even want to imagine what life would go back to being like without her in it.

It's his turn to bite his lip at her question as she bends over him, giving him the chance to run his hands over her bare shoulders. What can he do for her... Something to make her feel better...]


...how about we trade places. Let me treat you for a change, okay?
wwtd: shock (INCIDENTALLY)

MEGA STINK!!!!!!

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ he SHOULD THINK ABOUT WHERE THE MONEY IS COMING FROM!!! BOYE 👏👏👏

for the record: all of the above. time with him is a part of every single one of those and that's all she's really wanted. "i want to stay with you a little longer."

hiyori wears the expression of a young woman at war with herself. the side of her that wants to forgive yato his transgressions so they can return to enjoying their time together. fighting against lingering displeasure at, not only what happened at the gala, but yato saying THAT about his life. her voice drops to a whisper. ]


Don't say that, Yato. Don't give up your life. I want you to live. [ she just got him back. some memories remain fuzzier than others, some aren't there at all, but the strongest one right now - the most clear is yato pushing his tiny shrine she made just for him into her fingers and telling her goodbye with, "we shall meet again." he didn't have to say it. in that one phrase, she understood. he was going to die and seeing him again meant a reincarnation. not

not her yato. their yato.

wisps of hiyori's warm brown hair fall over her shoulder, out of her bun, as his palms skate the skin. the shimmer in her eyes is blinked away in surprise. ]


Huh? [ that's not what she meant but ] Wh, right now?
intertwinedfates: anime grin (Alstromeria)

STINKY BUTT LIKE A RAFFLESIA

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 09:07 am (UTC)(link)
[THIS IS THE GOD WHO WOULD PROBABLY POLE DANCE FOR MOOLAH, OK...

He just needs to go back to basics, really. Lean on those shoujo romances and romcom movies a bit more for inspiration, perhaps.

Although... Ah... He's always saying the wrong thing somehow, isn't he... No matter how hard he tries, it always seems to backfire on him in ways he doesn't expect. For a moment he looks hurt, but then understanding takes over, leaving him with an apologetic smile. Again, he wouldn't want her to say anything similar, so it stands to reason neither would she. Stupid.]


I know... How about... I'll keep living for you? Does that work? [Because truthfully, that requires a lot more commitment than running off to meet your end, no matter how it comes about. Even though he knows that eventually it's something he'll have to go back to, that doesn't mean he has to leave the weight of it on Hiyori's shoulders anymore. She's been through that once already. More than enough.

Abruptly, he leans her back by gently pressing on her shoulders so he can sit up and swing his legs around over the table.]


Right now. Hop on! [He slides off to make room for her, nudging at her in hopes she'll play along and give him the chance to make up for being a colossal dick at the gala and in the bath.] Just tell me if there's anywhere you want me to avoid, okay?
wwtd: blush, POUT (pouting)

YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT PLANTS

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ stripper yato,,,,

join the pole dancing classes with her then. or come watch like wrio is LKJDLKDSG VAL TOLD ME HE DOES

learning by experience is best if you ask her. for so much. hiyori may be a bit of a romantic, hopeless at that, but she is just as clueless as yato on some days. today, actually, in her efforts to be a good girlfriend.

he's doing better, too. see? putting himself in her shoes helps. do that. they're not too different even as god and mortal. ergh, crap. there are some things she needs to change, too. not thinking of him as a god so much, so often. he's yato. who adapts quickly once he understands what's going on. the slight grimace on her face softens. living for her sounds much better. her lips part to say so, but she's being eased back so yato can sit up and slide off the table. leaving her to watch dumbly.

the way she looks down at his naked chest is 100% involuntary and she stumbles a bit, distracted, but at least hops up to sit where he was sitting a moment ago. ]
O, okay.

[ that question is loaded and she doesn't know if he realizes it. hiyori drops her gaze down and away. she slides her fingers down and around the edge of the cushion, gripping it hard. her dangling feet cross at the ankles. ]

No, you - there isn't... anywhere you have to avoid.

[ read between the lines, she begs, internal ]
intertwinedfates: anime blush (Acacia)

I AM A NERD WHO READS DICTIONARIES AND ENCYCLOPEDIAS FOR FUN OK.....

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 09:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Those booty shorts doing double duty 💵

WHEEZE okay Yato just might have to come watch if nothing else... Though watching Hiyori would make him wanna join in.

All they can do is try their best to feel each other out and treat one another with love. He sure doesn't mind if there's some stumbling blocks along the way because it means they're learning and growing into their relationship. Trying is better than giving up.

Which he doesn't want to do, both for her and himself. He wants to make this work-- really, truly work. If it takes a year or five or ten, he wants to be with Hiyori and be the one to keep her safe and happy. Things that are usually attributed to a certain category of human, but maybe one day he'll be deemed worthy of holding that title too... For now, he's intent on seeing to making up for his mistakes these past few days and that begins with getting her comfortable with him touching her.

Something that might not be as difficult as he feared, given the way she seems intent on staring at his chest. Hmm... Maybe he'll have to go without a shirt more often. Maybe when they sleep together at night? That could be fun.]
There you go! Feel free to get comfy.

[Innocent idiot that he is, the suggestive nature of said question flies right over his head. Although perhaps it won't once he starts giving her a massage. He does have a dirty mind at times, innocent or not. He tilts his head at her sudden shyness, worrying his lip a little in concern that she might be less comfortable than he hopes.]

Then, is there... anywhere in particular you want me to work on?

[This time his gaze is more piercing, fixed on her eyes as it is while one of his hands rests on her exposed knee. Part of him wants to ask more, but... he's too much of a coward to cross that line.]
wwtd: blush, shock (he got the booty)

that's cute wtf u are a cute mega nerd

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 10:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ NOT THE CUTOFFS AGAIN.

watching the class turns into yato taking over the class. showing off all his spin moves because he's a god and ATHLETIC and HAS RANDOM SKILLS. instead of going dead-eyed at him being able to pole dance, she'd probably laugh and applaud him. make some crack at him teaching the class, too.

her ability to make jokes seems far away right now. out of reach.

trying is always better than giving up. it doesn't mean you'll succeed, but it means there was an effort. as long as there is effort from yato's part, she's willing to fight tooth and nail for this to work too. it was the gala that she questioned if it would at all. if their definition of love was too different.

he seems to understand PHYSICAL attraction well enough!! especially if he intends to make her combust, SLEEPING SHIRTLESS. help. how could she be expected to keep her hands to herself? and who knows?? what else she does?? in her sleep. only yato. (she snores softly)

gods, if he doesn't intend to make her combust right here with a question like that. she's supposed to be mad, she thinks, but it's not easy. hiyori's lips part but she ends up merely wetting them nervously. suddenly, the air is charged with something.

she could pretend to play innocent, too. "no, nowhere in particular." it could be the dregs of frustration mingling with all the other emotions. a conference room in her brain arguing over one another, trying to win out. no matter what though, her cheeks have gone a healthy red. her hands don't loosen their hold on the table but, perhaps boldly, she nudges her knee against his hand as her stomach flutters.

it takes all her pluck, but she doesn't break eye contact now. ]


Um. Well. Maybe start from the top... and work your way down. Would it be easier if I laid on my stomach or back?

[ back and forth. ball is in his court ]
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[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 10:38 am (UTC)(link)
[U KNO U LOVE EM HIYORI 🩳

And for all his wiriness, he's still got some pretty good muscles on him! He can show everybody how it's down in a flurry of flashy moves, twirling and spinning all elegantly... before finally wearing himself out and sliding down the pole to land face-first on the floor much to Hiyori's amusement, haha...

For what little bit it counts, he at least didn't dare to solicit kisses from people while sober. That should speak to some of his morales being in-line with hers, even if they start veering vastly off-base when he gets plastered. Though he's infinitely grateful to Hiyori for giving him another chance when she didn't have to. When he's still learning what love is and what it entails.

Oh, the physical part he's got. No problem there! Like, hell, he could even admit to liking the view when Bishamon was trying to take his head off. It's just the emotional and relationship parts he struggles desperately with. And maybe sleeping shirtless would lead them both to taking another step in their relationship, strengthening it even further. That's kind of his hope, anyway, whenever it happens. He won't push it aside from kissing Hiyori's forehead while she snores oh so gently.

Making her not mad is kind of the goal here, so the fact she's struggling to maintain her ire is a relief. He prefers happy!Hiyori to angry!Hiyori, and not just for his own sake. Watching her keenly leaves him feeling warm and flushed in the cheeks; he knows now what they're talking about, but how to proceed...?

He's relying on her to help guide him, yet all she does is leave him floundering helplessly again. Does... does that mean it's up to him? That he gets to choose how far they go? Shouldn't that be something she decides?? ...no, it means she trusts him to go at a pace they're both comfortable with. Swallowing hard, he nods, only the occasional blink breaking the spell they have over one another.

...fuck it. He's gonna do it. He's going to be bold and brazen and stupid.]


Sounds like a plan to me. ...m-maybe we should start with you on your back?

[After all he's done to upset her, he wants to make it clear how much he loves her. Even if it's frightening on some levels.]
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boolies u gently

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 11:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ if she DOES it's because YATO IS WEARING THEM.

then she takes her bottle of water and nudges his cheek with it. drink up, polegami.

only problem with that is you know what they say? drunken actions are sober thoughts. meaning yato has thought of selling himself that way, hasn't he? since when, she hasn't a clue. if it was before they arrived in synflux or before. such as yato kissing bishamon in a drunken stupor, too. hand over mouth, SURE, but after reading about it in her little journal the memory came back to her. jealousy did, too, and she nearly laughed at herself in disbelief.

doubt is an ugly thing. in relationships, even more so. it'll take some work to chase it away in all the places it corrupts. like blight. hiyori's been doing her damnedest to help yato with his, too. all that self-loathing and uncertainty about what he can do but she believes in him even harder. more fiercely. he's done more miraculous things like move heaven and make them admit they were wrong. something that hasn't been done in centuries, if ever.

... maybe her hints are too muted for yato. before she can attempt to be more clear, he's taking the lead. she holds her breath. nods. ]


Mm. [ since she doesn't trust her voice not to come out pitched, she simply hums and then scoots back to lie as directed. the towel clings to her body but she makes sure to grip the knot until her head rests and she's staring at the ceiling.

start at the top. she should have just told him to kiss her instead of saying that. ugh. flirting is hard. but also? yato is kinda dumb and they're new at this. he WOULDN'T get it, would he?

smooth synth jazz continues. a smile eventually spreads across her lips, small and a bit awkward. ]


If you're good at this too, I may pay you five ye- er, Krypto to do it now and then.
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wobbles like flan 🍮

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 11:43 am (UTC)(link)
[He makes everything look good~ (Or everything makes him look good?)

Guzzles her delicious nectar-- I mean--

That would explain a lot, wouldn't it? Guess it wouldn't come as too much of a surprise to her then that the thought of doing such things isn't a new one to him. He has at least considered every job under the sun and then some. But he's never stooped to anything more dubious than what he did the other night. He much prefers offering his ayakashi slaying services or peddling homemade doujinshi to putting himself out. He's a romantic at heart, and that meant saving himself for someone who meant the world to him.

And that would be Hiyori. Her and Yukine are the ones he would move Heaven and Earth for, who he would give in to his basest instincts to save. Or in this case, who he would face uncertainty for. Because fuck if he knows what he's doing. Winging it, really. Trying to claw back some points on Hiyori's affection card before he has too much longer to dwell on his screw ups.

He just... doesn't want this to be another one. All he can do is try, though, right? Hopefully if he's mistaken about her intentions, she'll at least understand where he was coming from. Letting her get comfortable, he rubs his hands together to warm them up and hide the fact they're a bit damp.]


Just remember-- you can tell me to stop at any time, okay? [Because he wants to make that perfectly clear above all else. Her comfort is all that matters when it comes to this. So he lets her get situated before daring to touch any part of her. And even then he hesitates a fair bit un the pretense of fiddling with the oils that are sitting on a nearby table. So many varieties...

...but he can't put it off forever, can he? He doesn't want her thinking he's trying to avoid touching her when it's what he wants to do more than anything else. So with a deep breath he spreads some nice lavender oil on his hands and turns back to find her smiling. It's enough to almost bring one to his face as well, but nerves keep it from fully forming.]


Heh, sounds like a deal to me. Here we go--

[Starting at the dip between her neck and shoulders, he slowly runs his hands along towards the outside gently just to get her used to his touch and to warm the oil up. No using his knuckles yet, just the flats of his fingers so that it's a smooth, gentle pull.]

That okay so far?
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i would kill for some flan RIGHT MEOW

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 12:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ WHAT DO YOU MEAN ACTUALLY

the worst he can do is make her self-conscious about her body and he hasn't done it yet. if anything, he's done the opposite. take a look at exhibit A: future yato declaring her the most lovely outsider. followed by knight of her virginity. another future hiyori "problem".

since she still doesn't trust her voice quite yet with all her nerves lit up, she gives him another soundless nod. tell him to stop or she's not beneath forcing him to stop. it's not a problem, though. again, just the opposite. there's no way to properly express the gnawing urge that's been bothering her for, perhaps, a little over a month now. like her feelings for him, she's been trying to ignore it and act normal. like his scent used to be delicious to her, the promise of touch -

she gives him a small peek when he ends up taking a while. only to slip her eyes closed again and inhale deeply through her nose as his slickened palms find her skin and he touches her. far different from usual. enough so she can't stop the breathy, ]


Yeah... [ from being her answer. ] That feels nice. And it smells... good.

[ not as good as sakura blossoms - or him as a half-ayakashi - but good. relaxing. doing plenty of work to get her muscles to loosen if his hands didn't start it. they're warm and rough in a pleasant way. that reminds her, at the most timely moment, that yato isn't just a god.

he's a guy.

though her toes don't wiggle and she doesn't squirm as he did, her chest heaves and her breath grows deep. at her hip, she twists the towel in her restless fingers. she remembers when his M O I S T palms annoyed her and she'd try to escape his hold. look at her now. downright eager beneath his fingers. ]


Like lavender. It's so nice...

[ suffice to say, she's not telling him to stop. carry on, wayward son. ]
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I've never had it... it looks pretty tho!

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 12:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[HE IS THE BUTTERFLY TO HER FLOWER, THE HUMMINGBIRD TO HER FEEDER

If he were to accidentally do that he might just chuck himself out a (first story) window. As he will do everything in his power to build her up in the same way she manages to do for him. Future them problem, indeed.

Thankfully(?) he has plenty of problems for now, like maintaining a steady comfortable pressure, remembering what he's learned about muscles over the years and how best to stretch them for maximum relaxation. He may not have trained as a masseuse, but maintaining a limber body is vital to one who lives on the battlefield. It's all keeping him from getting too hung up on the fact he's touching Hiyori's bare skin, at least for the most part. The fact still registers enough to keep the heat in his cheeks as he moves down to her arms, picking one to focus on before switching to the other.

Focusing on her biceps most of all, he gradually works his way towards her hands, taking care to pay attention to each finger in turn, getting in between each digit until eventually he has their fingers threaded together. Held like that, he steals a peek at her face again, searching.]


I'm glad. I thought you might like something soothing rather than invigorating.

[Abandoning her hands, he returns to where her collarbone is and starts carefully rubbing there. Not hard, just enough to keep that area from feeling neglected. Then comes the biggest dilemma yet: does he dare try to breach the confines of her towel or does he skip it entirely and go for her legs?

.....

Yeah, nope, still a coward. He doesn't quite have the courage for that yet and instead shuffles down to start at her feet. There at least he can put some force behind it and vent his own frustrations at himself. That's probably why he regards the soles of her feet with such a serious expression that it's almost angry, with his teeth biting into his lip as he digs his thumbs into the folds of her feet. Stupid, stupid, stupid... What is he thinking, feeling her up?! She'd say as much if she wanted that, right?

Right?]


It doesn't smell half as nice as you normally do, though.

[Partners can say that without it being weird, yeah?]
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melts in ur MOUTH wuaaaaaa, highly recommend

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 01:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ I'M GOIDLKGJNSDKLG UNDERSTOOD

... come to think of it, he is better at this than she is. can one really count the way she hacked percussions at his back a massage, though? the way, at one point, she dug her elbow into a more stubborn knot. technically, yes. it's so different from how his fingers and palms glide along her skin. it's not long before hiyori truly relaxes, the fidgeting slowly down to nothing as she lays there and eats up how it feels to have his palms on her.

with him rubbing at every knuckle and bone in her hand she can't help a soft, pleased sound as his fingers thread with hers. then, she opens her eyes to glance at him. she's not expecting to meet his eyes or how immediately it takes her breath away. again. after just regaining it. she quickly closes them again as he reaches toward her neck. even his rubbing along the protruding bone feels nice. maybe she does need to save up to pay for this. maybe this is his calling. he's always been good with his hands for any number of hobbies. ]


Y-yeah. You were right.

[ the obvious next step is her chest and she keeps still as she waits.

but, apparently, her feet are next. it's no small amount of disappointment that wells up in her. combined with the pressure of his thumbs digging into the arch of her feet she gasps, sharp and quick. not in pain. not at all. ]


Wh-what did you say? [ befuddled, she sits up on her elbows as yato is busy working on her legs. her skin shines with the oils he's spread all over her arms and hands. sleek and shiny around her neck except for an obvious line he didn't cross. ]

I smell that nice? [ they can, but how funny. how the tables have turned. her lips quirk up in a flabbergasted smile. well, there's a difference. hiyori probably doesn't smell like something yato wants to eat. like he used to, to her. ]
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one day I will try some...!

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 01:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[HEHE...

Well, with a millennia-plus experience under his belt, it seems reasonable that he might have a head start on massage techniques. Not that he didn't enjoy his time as her xylophone! He can only hope that his ministrations are as enjoyable for her as her two attempts on him have been. (He still totally counts being stepped on as a massage.) And judging by what he can see and feel, she is indeed relishing his attempts, thank goodness.

Especially when their eyes meet and he can see for himself just how content his efforts are making her. It's enough to bring a flutter to his heart that settles in his stomach eventually. If he didn't need them, his hands would likely be shaking out of nerves alone despite having seemingly found his groove. It's definitely fun, being able to make someone relax so thoroughly through nothing but his own careful touch, but he can't imagine that Hiyori would be too pleased if he took it up as a vocation. Feeling up others' bodies seems like a far worse love crime than offering kisses for money, but what does he know?]


It's good to know I don't always mess things up.

[Because sometimes it does feel like that's all he does. Being a Calamity still haunts him even in moments like this, when he's doing his best to provide comfort and love to the one he cares for most. He doesn't dare voice those thoughts, however. He knows better than to spoil the mood with his doubts. This is Happy Hiyori Time, not Self-Flagellation Yato time.

Though when she questions what it was he said, he against opts for being a chickenshit, ducking his head and mumbling into his chest as he gets between her toes.]


Nothing--! [Although apparently she did actually hear him. Damn. Color floods his face all the way up to his ears, and it takes everything he has in order to hazard a glance up at her while he moves on to her ankles and shins.]

Y-Yeah... I... like it when you come over after showering once you're done working out. It's especially nice at bedtime, when I can snuggle up to you. [There. He said it. He's being honest with her, even if it costs him points with her or some of his dignity. Though he could've said more, like how he just wants to bury his nose in the crook of her neck while they sleep. Anyway! On to her thighs!]
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YEEEEEEAAAAA do it

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ they're not... ideal jobs for her heart, no. maybe she would've agreed to something like it more readily if she wasn't balancing on a fence, sometimes. just like she used to. without the tail. is this right? is this wrong? do I care? should I care? will it work? won't it? are we too different? will I have to settle for something brief but meaningful and not forever?

how badly will my heart break?

you'd never guess, would you? with how happy she is to sneak into everlight's halls. with how she pretends she's busy reading until yato sneaks into redemption. ]


Yato... [ he doesn't always mess things up. everyone makes mistakes, right? he messed up pretty bad, but so what? learn, change, grow. she doesn't believe the bs he said about being bad at change. that's so wrong by her experience. it's about wanting to change, anyway. not about being good or bad at it, the idiot.

the sentimental fool.

that doesn't cost him points. a few are gained in his favor again. keep your dignity, she'll take honesty happily. as shown by her soft look and her leaning back more on her elbows as she looks down her body and at his touch moving to her thighs. when she wants to speak, she has to hold her breath instead. it's a lot. it makes her hands turn into fists on the table. ]


- I like it, too. [ honesty has never been a problem for hiyori. ] Snuggling. [ while he opts for chickenshit, hiyori goes for daring. where he can feel the movement, she widens her legs an inch. ] How you smell in your comfortable clothes. [ though not as strong as it used to be. sadly. her ayakashi nose is gone. replaced with other senses. ] ... When you think I'm asleep and kiss my forehead.
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IDEK WHERE TO GET IT

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hence why he'll probably set aside that job and any adjacent ones from consideration. There's plenty else out there that he can do that won't test Hiyori's patience or try her poor heart. He's done that enough in the last few days to last a year. No reason for him to make things worse for her by opting to do something questionable on the regular. He treasures her far too much for that. He'll stick with manicurist for now. That's a nice, safe job that allows him to be creative and helpful to some degree.

No breaking of hearts for him.

Because he really doesn't know how badly things affect her until she says so (or until someone like Ereshkigal points them out for him.) He would've been blissfully ignorant of her upset without them both filling him in on how badly he'd been behaving.]


Sorry... [His touch softens with the apology as he looks away to hide his guilty expression from her gaze. He's determined not to make this about himself, despite how he might feel. That's what she wants, right? For him to be aware of when he's being negative and to correct course to stop beating himself up?

All the same, he finds himself gazing back in her direction, if only to keep an eye on where he's working. Where his hands are going, how far up they wander. Stopping before reaching the towel before switching to the other leg.

Her other, opening leg. It's enough to make his fingers quake in both fear and anticipation as his head jerks up to meet her eyes again. Silently questioning what it is she wants of him, how far she wants this to go. All the while he has to struggle to keep his breath even.]


It is really nice, isn't it? [Despite his nerves, he manages a smile at knowing she too enjoys what they share most nights. Even if she calls him out on some of it.] ...heh. You sneak. You let me think you were zonked out this whole time! [Perhaps it's the fact she's pointing out she relishes what was supposed to be a discreet show of affection, but gradually he finds his hands sneaking up a little further beneath her towel, making their way towards her hips. Not kneading or massaging, but just simply feeling.]
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SIRI WHERE DO I GET SOME FLAN

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ who would've thought? yato, the manicurist. as long as he's enjoying it, she's happy for him. she should be able to do the same for any other job, too, but she's too unsettled. too unused to it all. the wound is still fresh, yato's slurred sales. rather than linger, she wants to move on. there could always be a day when yato gets scouted to star in some rom-com with some bishamon lookalike and she's secure enough in the relationship she doesn't bat an eye at such a thing.

maybe that day will be the same day yato stops beating himself up, too.

she wonders if she shouldn't beat HERSELF up for that reaction for how quick he looks up at her. she fights the impulse to close her legs at the shock on his face and instead tucks her chin down a little toward her chest. there are no plans whatsoever about how far it's going to go. if it's not just a massage at the end and nothing else. she isn't sure how many more hints she can throw at him though until she says to hell with demure or mindful and goes for her tried and true direct approach.

it's never led her wrong. ]


Hey, you assumed I was asleep. I mean, I have a history of passing out at any time so I don't blame you that... much... [ hiyori's initial quip trails off and she glances down at his hands inching beneath her terry towel and finds her hips. his hands are still greasy with oil so the path is smooth all the way up. there's the smallest quake in her legs but she doesn't push him away. or pull herself out of his hands. her voice gets caught in her throat and barely escapes her. ]

This is nice, too... [ a little more. she can do a little more. not with her legs. with reaching up to the knot higher on her chest and loosening that. so one part of it falls open and exposes a long, uninterrupted line of her bare skin from shoulder to ankle. ]
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DELIVERY FLAN... SAVE ME, YATO-SAMA!

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)