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Post by erik on Aug 14, 2012 11:20:23 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 387px,bTable][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][STYLE=border: 5px solid #6E6A6B; width: 100; height: 100;][atrb=valign,top]
[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][STYLE=background-color: #6E6A6B; font-family: courier new; color: #000000; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 6px;]OH NO I'VE SAID TOO MUCH[/style][STYLE=background-color: #EFF8F2; font-size: 10px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; color: #3A2C2F;]Erik had instinctively wrapped his arms around Lydian's neck as he felt the fierce kiss his companion gave him, and the guy sighed as he heard Lydian's growl, the words something Erik was getting extremely fond of to tell the truth. It didn't matter how many times Lydian said them to him, nor that Erik had each syllable and intonation memorized, but it still managed to make his chest ache and heart flutter each time he heard it.
Chuckling as he delved easily in to the second kiss, Erik pushed himself higher, half-clinging on to Lydian so the houndoom Gijinka didn't have to lean forward at such a backbreaking angle. And the kiss would've escalated so much more had the opening of the closet door made Erik jump, turning in Lydian's embrace to the source of the sound, and blinked in surprise at the fancy suitw hich had fallen out.
Really now, who had used to own this place? They sure fancied ruffles and frills.
Nevertheless, Erik gave an amused glance at Lydian, and then pushed awya to pick up the full set of ruffles and frilled formal black suit, shaking it out, before holding it up to Lydian with a playful grin. 'Here, why don't you try this on? I bet you'll look amazing." he teased with a grin, cocking his head and motioning at Lydian with the suit.
ooc: sorry this took so long! had school stuff. also, we need a kricketune for music wtf. xD [/style] |
[STYLE=font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: -1;]made by retrogress of back to neverland[/style]
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Post by Lydian Bellecourt on Aug 14, 2012 16:31:51 GMT -5
At the strange sound, Lydian's instincts reacted immediately to the threat, crushing Erik closer still to his body and shifting his whole posture so that he was overshadowing the Sableye Gijinka's protectively even as small flames flared to life on the outsides of his arms, careful not to touch Erik's skin so that the other wouldn't be burned. His limbs relaxed a little when he saw it was only Lancelot and a strange suit, his arms deconstricting just in time for Erik to slip from them. Straightening himself a little, he glanced back behind him towards the doorway in case Delphi had chosen to seek him out, the Absol sometimes able to sense some general feelings of disaster, an ability that she had used to drag Lydian back from dangerous situations multiple times before. Since the doorway was empty, however, he turned back in time to see Erik show him the suit, and he let out a low growl. He hated dressing up, especially in something so stuffy and dusty. Which was why he usually just burned a lot of the old furniture, kept it from getting all too dirty and attract all sorts of unsavory Bug-Type Pokemon throughout the house, and there were many things Lydian would not stand for, and one of them was bugs crawling in the sheets he was going to sleep in. But... Erik wanted him to wear it... He growled softly, shaking his head from side to side as he padded closer to Erik and pulled the suit out of his hands, stomping off to the closet to change into it. Merlin skittered into the room as soon as the door clicked closed, followed by a dignified Kricketune. Delphi had told him and Mordred they had a very important thing to do for Lydian, so he had scampered off to do as she said and find a Kricketune willing to play for them. Proudly puffing out his chest, he bowed to the Sableye Gijinka in the pink dress as the Kricketune climbed up onto a dresser and then ran off again so his Trainer wouldn't get mad. Lydian growled softly from behind the door, biting his lip. He really didn't want to go out... what if Erik scoffed at the picture he made in this suit that constricted his neck more than he was used to? For once in his life... someone's opinion of him mattered. Ducking his head, chin tucking into his chest, he found his hand pushing down the door handle and pulling it open with all the solemnity of a man sentenced to his own execution. OOC: More long post, and don't worry! I just got in school this Monday myself, and between fixing the school's failures and settling in (it's a new school) and getting used to the new mod position, I'm a little derpy. And Mordred went looking for a Chatot to sing for them, just so you know. ;3 Team-
Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred ~ Merlin ~ Delphi ~ Armageddon
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Post by erik on Aug 18, 2012 11:15:54 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 387px,bTable][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][STYLE=border: 5px solid #6E6A6B; width: 100; height: 100;][atrb=valign,top]
[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][STYLE=background-color: #6E6A6B; font-family: courier new; color: #000000; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 6px;]OH NO I'VE SAID TOO MUCH[/style][STYLE=background-color: #EFF8F2; font-size: 10px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; color: #3A2C2F;]Chuckling softly and shaking his head, whilst Erik knew Lydian was reluctant, and the slight boy usually tried not to force the Houndoom gijinka in to doing something he didn't want, Erik wanted quite badly to see how the tall, slender Lydian would look in the ruffled outfit, old as it may be. So the guy just grinned happily as the elder male went off toe change.
Turning around as the Skorupi came scuttling in, Erik's single sapphire eye widened at the entering Kricketune, and the small sized male looked at the Skorupi in amusement. Obviously his companion was blessed with foresighted Pokemon for some odd reason, they all seemed to guess what he wanted before he knew it!
Grinning at the happy bug type, Erik managed to fit in a pat on the Skorupis head before he ran off, as Erik switched amused eyes on the dignified Kricketune.
Turning as his sharp ears recognized the familiar growl from Lydian though, Erik perked his eys, and then crinkled his brow when he deduced that Lydian was taking way too long in there. Frowning as he wondered if the male needed help, he started forward to offer his assistance, and was a couple of steps away when the doors opened and Lydian stepped out, looking for all the world as if he was ashamed of himself. Quite the contrary though. Erik loved the picture Lydian presented, and his pleased smile showed it as he stepped foward to wrap arms around Lydian's waist, standing on tip toes to press a kiss on the other's chin. "You look wonderful." [/style] |
[STYLE=font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: -1;]made by retrogress of back to neverland[/style]
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Post by Lydian Bellecourt on Aug 18, 2012 12:30:04 GMT -5
The Kricketune seemed to think nothing of playing through a few notes, sounding for all the world as if it was just testing out an instrument with the intent of tuning it just right. Indeed, the little bug frowned and let out a soft sound, leaning down to try a few other positions and notes before it nodded, seemingly pleased with the current pitch of its music. It was ready to play now, and so it raised its gaze to stare at the small boy with the elegant pink dress and the appearance of the black-haired male with the ruffled suit. It watched them gently, and then it shrugged and just began playing quietly, content to merely do what it did best, and that was play music. This Kricketune was unique in that it could play ballroom music and had trained extensively in that old music style that had been almost forgotten entirely by the human populace. But the Kricketunes... the Krickitunes and the Chatots would never forget. Among them, music would never die, and they would keep the memory of such things alive so long as they endured. Lydian blinked at the arms around his waist, looking up at Erik. "You really think so?" he asked softly, a low growl lurking beneath his words as he leaned down to connect their lips together. "I don't like it. It's too tight around my neck." Whining softly, he nuzzled into Erik's hair, a pout turning down his lips. "Feels like a fucking collar." Still, Erik seemed to like it at any rate, so he just resigned himself to the task and leaned it to kiss the smaller Gijinka's forehead. He was well aware that, with the music, he should probably try to dance with Erik... but well... he didn't really want to admit this and it killed his pride to do so even in his head... but... Lydian didn't really know how to dance. At all. OOC: Post is probably horrible and derpy. DX Team-
Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred ~ Merlin ~ Delphi ~ Armageddon
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Post by erik on Aug 22, 2012 11:13:18 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 387px,bTable][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][STYLE=border: 5px solid #6E6A6B; width: 100; height: 100;][atrb=valign,top]
[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][STYLE=background-color: #6E6A6B; font-family: courier new; color: #000000; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 6px;]OH NO I'VE SAID TOO MUCH[/style][STYLE=background-color: #EFF8F2; font-size: 10px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; color: #3A2C2F;]Nodding happily, the small sized male hummed happily when their lips connected, and chuckled at the soft whine he heard from Lydian. Moving his fingers from being curled against the base of his hair, Erik shifted the collar around Lydian's neck, loosening the material so that his companion won't get choked to death, before patting his chest when he finished the task. "There, better?" he asked with a grin, leaning forward again to quickly peck Lydian's cheek, and then turned to observe the Kricketune, the music finally entering in to the haze.
It was as if the lightbulb in his head was fizzled out, taking a while to light up, and it was a long minute later before he finally got why Delphi had gotten the others to fetch the Kricketune. A soft blush dusted his cheeks as Erik turned back to Lydian, averting his eyes and biting his lips as he glanced at anywhere but his dark haired companion. "Er... Well... th-the Kricketune is doing a go-good job playing." he mumbled, shuffling his feet around, not at all sure how to proceed. [/style] |
[STYLE=font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: -1;]made by retrogress of back to neverland[/style]
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Post by Lydian Bellecourt on Aug 22, 2012 16:05:08 GMT -5
The fingers brushing the sensitive skin of his neck immediately had his inner Houndoom bristling, wary of being pulled around by his throat, though he calmed himself with the reassurance that this was Erik and the smaller male would never dream of doing anything to hurt him. Closing his ruby eyes for a moment, he let the corners of his lips twitch when he felt the constriction around his neck loosen, a gentle wave of air brushing against his jawline as Erik's arm moved so his hand could pat Lydian's chest in a way the taller male found reassuring. He let out a contented growl at the gentle kiss placed to his cheek, rumbling out a "Very" before he cocked his head to the side, turning his attention to the elegant Kricketune playing on the side. His eyes narrowed and he contemplated getting rid of it for a moment before he deemed it not a threat to either him or Erik. If that changed, he would handle the problem with some Flamethrowers and by tugging the Sableye Gijinka out of the way. It was simple instinct to want to protect Erik. Nothing more and nothing less than hard-wired into his very being now. "I'd suppose it is..." he grumbled finally after a prolonged period of silence, an uneasy growl slipping from between his lips at the simple lack of an ability to figure out what he was going to do next. He really didn't know how to dance... and he didn't particularly want to either... but if Erik wanted it... was it worth the blow to his pride to please the other male? OOC: IMITATION! *leaves link, slinks off* Team-
Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred ~ Merlin ~ Delphi ~ Armageddon
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Post by erik on Sept 3, 2012 1:14:17 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 387px,bTable][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][STYLE=border: 5px solid #6E6A6B; width: 100; height: 100;][atrb=valign,top]
[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][STYLE=background-color: #6E6A6B; font-family: courier new; color: #000000; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 6px;]OH NO I'VE SAID TOO MUCH[/style][STYLE=background-color: #EFF8F2; font-size: 10px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; color: #3A2C2F;]Like Lydian, Erik's attention was also concentrated on the Kricketune, its melody alluring and enchanting to the young male's ears. The way his companion grumbled was amusing, akin to a five year old being asked to clean up his room or help in the kitchen, but Erik was loathed to let the pretty music go to waste, especially since the enthusiastic Kricketune seemed to be putting so much vigour in to his playing.
Plus, they were dressed for the part afterall, right?
Glancing down with a twitch of his lip as he swished the pink skirts around his knees a little, Erik gave a thoughtful look to the satin and gauze material, before shrugging and flashing a cheeky grin at Lydian. "Well, usually the guy asks the girl for a dance, but lets break tradition a little shall we?" he tried cheekily, reaching to tug at Lydian so they could move to a more center-part of the upper floor. Erik moved to put his other hand on Lydian's shoulder, before flashing Lydian a grin.
ooc: sorry this took forever and a day!! [/style] |
[STYLE=font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: -1;]made by retrogress of back to neverland[/style]
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Post by Lydian Bellecourt on Sept 3, 2012 4:52:05 GMT -5
Lydian heard the swishing of fabric, and the corner of his lips twitched at it, somewhat amused by the fact Erik was playing with the dress he'd found and put on. He still didn't know where the other had found the dress or what exactly had possessed him to put it on... but the way he looked in it more than made up for any criticism he could come up with about it. Erik looked truly beautiful like that. Well and truly beautiful, a siren call to his instincts to scoop the smaller up and smother him with more kisses. Sometimes he wished his Gijinka type wasn't such a prude sort - most males would have had a rather different idea of what to do with Erik - but right now though... right now he was quite thankful for it as it gave him the chance to instead indulge Erik in a little good-natured play and put a smile on the Sableye Gijinka's face. He chuckled at the other's words, the corner of his lips twitching up with amusement to show the slightest hint of fang, though it was by no means a threat. He could not bear the thought of hurting this boy, not now and not ever. "There isn't much tradition about this, you're a male in a dress," the Houndoom Gijinka pointed out, lips still quirked in that odd little smirking smile. In fact... there isn't much traditional between you and me. We defy the odds... but I wouldn't rather have it any other way. You are mine, pure and simple, and that's that, the male mused as he felt Erik tug him about. He chuckled again, softly, when he felt Erik put a hand on his shoulder and figured he may as well give in. Erik looked so happy that he wanted nothing more than to please him, even if it meant exposing himself as one who did not know how to dance. Humming along quietly, he let one hand drop to Erik's waist and attempted to begin the same way anyone did: by taking the first step. OOC: You're fine Kit! XD I've been a little busy myself. Anyway, notice that for the first time Lydian subconsciously refered to himself, not his instincts, for blame even if it's only in third-person perspective! *squeals* Team-
Lancelot ~ Ragnarok ~ Mordred ~ Merlin ~ Delphi ~ Armageddon
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