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Thursday, February 24th, 2022 07:13 pm
A place where I dump all my off-game RP ideas! Warnings for... well, just about everything.


ENCANTO-BASED
A Place To Write Stuff In The Canon Setting
Got an Encanto character? Got someone else you can AU into the setting? Try some:

A1. Fluff!
Bruno's back and it's everyone's chance to love on him, now! He needs fed and washed and all manner of happy things, after all. Just be warned, he will wibble and tear up. A lot. He has a lot of catching up to do and a lot of hugging to do....

A2. Angst!
Bruno's back and he's not re-integrating very well. Ten years in the walls has not been kind to him, after all. Maybe he has it out with the others, or he tries to hide again, or starts some unhealthy coping or other. Maybe his Gift finally destroyed his health.

A3. H/C!
Bruno's back and other people are not happy about this fact. There may be, for example, an increasing belief that he's demonic and clearly in need of an exorcism.

MULTIVERSAL MISCELLANY
A Place To Write Stuff In Any Other Kind Of Place, Including Settings Of Current Games

B1. Gives New Meaning To 'Lab Rat'
Someone somewhere decided a person who could do what he does is very much worth studying. Maybe they wanted him to only see the future for them. Maybe they saw him as a way to manipulate time or travel through it or simply tap the immense energy that courses through him.

B2. Wibbly Wobbly.
Maybe the Time Lords sent you to investigate. Maybe you discovered it on your own. Whatever the reason, here you are in 1950s Colombia. Something has been poking at time. And there may or may not be an unregistered TARDIS in the area....

NSFW
Because I Can't Not Have The Occasional Smut Thread

C1. Buried Desire
Somehow you can tell that an incredibly powerful sex drive lurks under that shy, awkward exterior that's just begging to be seduced out. Granted, it won't take much to do this.

C2. Married Bliss
Welcome to the Family Madrigal! Somehow Doña Alma managed to finally marry off her son. But it's not her you have to worry about, it's his sisters and his brothers-in-law and all their wink-wink-nudge-nudge.
Wednesday, August 3rd, 2022 06:41 pm (UTC)
Anywhere else he would have laughed the comment about the towel off as something quirky to say in an awkward social situation, but given the state of the house and the flowers, he's partially inclined to believe that maybe the towel is actually happy to meet him.

"Tea would be lovely," he's usually more of a coffee person, but he's not going to turn down an offer of hospitality, and he does like tea. "Particularly if I'm going to be answering questions. But the truth is, I'm not really sure what's going on either." He follows Bruno towards the kitchen (he will gently prod him to lead that way if necessary, he's already starting to see the man is easily distracted) and adds as they go,

"I'm not completely ignorant of what happened, but I definitely don't know why. I was just out for a walk," he always feels weird sussing out the power situation in a place as someone who has power, but he doesn't have any need or desire to hide it, either, even if announcing it outright always feels crass to him, "Uh... are you the one responsible for the flowers?" he asks, instead, because that seems like a good way to open the door to this particular conversation.
Thursday, August 4th, 2022 05:01 am (UTC)
“A strange one, apparently,” he says with a slight shrug. “I was sent here. Brought here, maybe? It certainly wasn’t intentional,” if he sounds relatively calm about this, it’s because he is. So far, at least. He’s not in any immediate danger and there’s no particular reason for him to hurry home just at the moment, so this feels a lot more like a strange little adventure than something he ought to be worried about.

“Truth be told, I don’t really even know where ‘here’ is. I just sort of… landed in the river. This isn’t like any place I’ve ever seen before.” He pauses for a moment because he’s not wholly sure what Bruno or anyone else in this family would think of his wider family, the way he’s been raised. But, in the end, there’s no reason not to be honest, and if he’s not telling ALL of the truth, well, he can only tell so much of his own story at a time, after all, “This isn’t the first time I’ve seen a house that seemed to be alive, though, and the other one I’m familiar with would be more than capable of bringing someone into it’s space if it had a reason to,” he looks around at the walls as though the house might speak, “What reason, though, I couldn’t say.”
Thursday, August 4th, 2022 01:16 pm (UTC)
"Well, if I wasn't brought, then I imagine I was probably sent, but I don't have any ideas on the 'why' of that either," he shrugs slightly. All this is, is shop talk to him as well and it's actually relieving that Bruno doesn't seem to be particularly shocked or discomforted by what's happened.

The Colombia part makes sense immediately and calling the village 'Encanto' makes as much sense as the rest of it, certainly. But it takes his brain to fully process 1951 and when it does, he blinks,

"I... think I might be from the future," he says, simply, as though it's just another problem to overcome, another piece of the equation. "And I definitely didn't teleport myself through space and time, but I imagine you'd call what I can do magic."

Personally, he doesn't see much connection between himself and a lot of the actual mages in his own place and time, but he does understand that that's mostly semantics.
Friday, August 5th, 2022 04:15 pm (UTC)
Okay, now that's an interesting reaction.

"Yes, I'm real. As far as I know, anyway," he quips, trying to go for levity since Bruno is now a bit more discomforted. And then there's that bit about the visions and he raises an eyebrow a bit,

"You can see the future?" it's not really a question. He's met one or two oracles, but none of them have ever seemed much like Bruno to him. If anything, it always seems to make the people he's known seem almost supernaturally calm, floating on the surface of a surety most people would kill for. Something... else is clearly happening here, though.

"Where I'm from it's 2018, though I live uh, what we would call 'off the grid', so I don't think I'm carrying anything to prove it." Probably not a bad thing, actually-- most electronics would be toast from the dip in the river.
Saturday, August 6th, 2022 01:03 pm (UTC)
Avery considers that question for a moment while the tea steeps.

"I'm not sure if I'm the best person to ask, even though I also know I'm the only person to ask," he quips with a warm smile. "My life is definitely atypical for most people. But I'd say it's a lot more convenient but also a lot more hectic. You can get whatever you want basically whenever you want it, but most of the people I know who are living a more 'normal' life seem to move through it so quickly."

He pauses, considers the tea,

"I live a bit apart from all of that. This particular type of 'magic' that I have... it has it's drawbacks. I'm not exactly a hermit, but a lot of the things that have been invented in the last 25-30 years don't work the same for me as they do for other people."
Monday, August 22nd, 2022 05:50 pm (UTC)
"Probably a bit of both. I'm certainly not immune to it, either. But it still takes the same amount of time to brew tea," he adds, somehow both philosophical and also a bit teasing.

Avery tilts his head to the side at the flash of magic, a show of power that he can't interpret precisely but can feel flicker through the room as easily as someone else might hear a bit of a tune or a chirp of a smoke alarm.

He opens his mouth to ask about that, as well as why Bruno seems to scoot himself out of the way, makes himself somewhat scarce. Perhaps he just doesn't like the attention, but something about it seems... more than that, somehow. Either way, he doesn't get any kind of a chance for either thing, because there are a gaggle of Madrigals to deal with almost immediately.

He tries to answer what questions he can: about himself, about where and when he's from, about his magic. But he doesn't know why or how he's here and he doesn't know how to get back, and he's soon looking a bit more beleaguered and tired than enthusiastic and polite. Avery certainly isn't a child to break down over a bit of trouble and he's more than aware that when you find yourself in strange circumstances it always pays to be polite. But he's miles and years from anything he knows and has no idea why, or if there's even a way back, and the strain is starting to show around his eyes.
Monday, September 12th, 2022 01:21 pm (UTC)
He's grateful that it's not too overwhelming before they let him go and also that he doesn't have to awkwardly inquire about where he can stay. It's going to be an adjustment to stay here in the sense that he's usually much more of a loner, but he doesn't mind having people around, he's just not used to it.

Still, he finds that he's grateful it's Bruno that ends up leading him to his room. There's something calming about the man, moreso than the rest of his family, at least to Avery, who's not used to volume, if nothing else. He's turning to give a gentle sort of smile to Bruno and maybe ask if it's always like this when he notices that he's having one of those flare ups again. He steadies him with a warm hand on his shoulder (which... might not actually help with the steadying, actually, considering) and looks concerned when he looks back,

"Are you alright?" it's only then that it clicks for him what a surge of magic like that might mean, "Is that what it's like when you see something from the future?" Luckily for the moment, he's more fascinated by the answer to that question than about the rest of Bruno's reaction.
Thursday, September 15th, 2022 05:50 am (UTC)
The first part he follows with little effort-- sometimes Bruno can control the visions and sometimes he can't. He can at least relate to that a bit with his own powers, though it doesn't seem like it's to the same extent. But why does Bruno seem so flustered about it? Is it possible that he's just not used to someone seeing? It's not as though Avery has picked up every little nuance here, but even he can tell Bruno is different within the family. Is not being able to control the power something shameful?

Similarly, it's easy enough to pick together that Bruno had a vision that happened in this room and that it involved the two of them, just from the first bit as he stumbles through that, but even so, the revelation of what kind of vision Bruno has just had of them hits Avery like a baseball bat. He blinks, staring, mouth slightly open for a moment while his mind races.

It's not something he'd been thinking about before this. The way he relates to his magic and the magic of the world around him is sensual-- touch, sensation, warmth, texture-- and that naturally lends itself to sex, but he rarely considers that in a more partnered, traditional sense. But, once he does, he's certainly not opposed either. It's an intriguing option, if nothing else.

Avery isn't always kind in the same way nature isn't always kind, has always had a sort of wildness about him that occasionally leads to perceived cruelty, and there's a part of him that can't help but push back a little, tease, even if he's already mostly (and quickly) decided that he's not particularly interested in fighting against fate in this case. By the time he's closing his mouth, his lips are already curling into a bit of a smirk, and he reaches up to brush the side of his thumb along Bruno's cheek, the gesture deliberately tender to underscore the truth behind words that are a bit cooler,

"Well, that's certainly a new technique for trying to get into my pants."
Friday, September 16th, 2022 02:51 am (UTC)
"Are you sure the vision you saw was from now," he settles the other hand on Bruno's waist, "It's not particularly like me to move that fast." He says that, and that's true, but he's also definitely not protesting either. Bruno's so warm and he smells delightful (rats notwithstanding) and without a sexy vision he's not exactly ready to "perform" as the case might be, but getting into bed, pressing closer, sounds lovely.

He tugs Bruno just a little closer, gently, picking up that he's already gravitating towards him, just encouraging that a little.
Friday, September 16th, 2022 05:10 am (UTC)
Avery spares half a moment of thought to causality and whether or not this is being caused by the fact that Bruno saw it happening. Maybe not, he thinks. Maybe there's a version of the world in which Bruno would have said something different, something about wanting to stay here, without the vision and Avery would have agreed. He knows this isn't coming from him in the sense that there's nothing in particular that would have made him be so bold with his host, even if it had occurred to him to be. But that's not to say there's not an attraction there.

Bruno is... not like the other people he's slept with. He's softer, for one thing, almost sweet, though he's maybe a little too desperate for that. Avery's never had the experience before of someone seeming to just relax into him like this, come a bit unraveled just for his arms around them. It's a bit intoxicating, like caging your fingers around a butterfly. Avery is willing and intrigued and Bruno seems to need it, in some way he doesn't fully understand, and hell, Avery has done a lot worse for a lot less.

So he kisses back right away, warm, heated, the hand on Bruno's face sliding into his hair instead with a loose grip. He's gentle as he winds his own arm around Bruno in return but there's a subtle strength in the way he touches him, as though he could simply move him wherever he wanted and deliberately isn't. This close, he finally also has a smell, mostly clean skin and laundry soap and sunshine, with a hint of some kind of rich cologne applied long enough ago that the smell of it goes no further than his skin.
Friday, September 16th, 2022 04:01 pm (UTC)
"Given the evidence we have so far, it's probably why I'm here," he murmurs back, "at least in part." He feels so strangely calm and overall, it lends a strange, otherworldly feel to all of this. Bruno is small and gentle, hungry and forward but in the softest, gentlest way and Avery is tender back, moving with a slow, measured caution that doesn't read as emotional hesitance but rather as though he is something entirely too large trying to be delicate with something precious, a monster with a teacup. Avery isn't even all that big, though he's on the larger side of average, but Bruno is so skinny, all bones and elbows, and something about his skin seems thin, delicate, not as though he's particularly breakable but that he might be easily bruised and Avery doesn't want that. Or at least not right now, not on accident.

He's certainly picked up by now that Bruno enjoys being touched, being physically close, and since it's one of Avery's favorite things too, there's no reason to stop himself from pulling him closer, running his hands warmly over the other man, feeling out the body hiding under those loose clothes. He's more about getting his hands under clothing than trying to remove it at the moment, but he'll push aside whatever he needs to to reach skin, the calluses on his hands dragging along softer textures.
Thursday, November 10th, 2022 03:57 pm (UTC)
There's a hunger here from his side, too, yawning wider the longer they do this. One of his favorite things in bed is enthusiasm, the more unbridled the better, and he has a bad habit of just going along with it regardless of his feelings on wherever else that enthusiasm leads.

(There's probably a joke here, that all he really needs is for someone to need him. There's probably something unexamined there he really ought to pick apart. But, honestly, it's never much mattered and it's hardly surprising or strange to want to be wanted, after all.)

He likes touching and Bruno clearly likes being touched, so it's a simple thing to do more of that, concentrating more on the path of his hands and the warm skin under them than the kiss, though he does keep up with the kiss as well. It's just secondary to getting Bruno to all but unravel for him with just the sweep of his fingers.

He navigates to the bed mostly sight unseen while he does, topples them down onto it with an aim to not just crush Bruno, but with little other care for how they end up otherwise. The point is to move closer, tangle more together.