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Test Drive Meme #2

TDM #2 - March/April 2025
🦋 Introduction

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🦋 The Party

You wake up at a party.

You're not sure how, exactly, you got here. You may have just been walking in the woods or at a meeting for work or doing any other normal activity for you. But you know you weren't supposed to be at this party, you're fairly certain.

Anyone you ask about it will say the party is for you. You and the others also waking up and looking confused. Further questions will lead to the partygoers insisting you have something to eat. You're starving and others are eating the food without repercussion, so you figure there's no harm in a bite. You finish your portion.

It's a garden party at the crack of dawn, with the sun still in its early stages of climbing through the yonder, casting a good mix of pastel hues of blue, pink, and beige on everything. Heralding the first day of spring, the Ruler of the Spring Court has found it fitting to arrange this gathering where guests can feel the blades of grass touching their ankles, as well as the rich soil beneath their feet. Flowers of all kinds surround the party as if they were carefully curated. With spring as the "dawn of seasons," which marks a transition from winter's latency to the resurgence of life everywhere, the Ruler of the Dawn Court has also seen it fit to host aspects of this party during the one time of the year that dawn occurs the whole day. Tall candles and torches grace the outskirts of the garden party, providing warmth and an orange glow everywhere. Not one flame goes out even with the occasional wind, the Duchess always makes sure of this.

There are also freshly picked blossoms and branches with leaves on every table accenting the festive spread of food and drinks. This time, a lot of the food prepared for the Adopted guests are familiar to them with a little bit of a twist. Burgers might come in small packages and in toothpicks, while hotdogs in buns are also diminutive. Cookies look delectable but they have a flowery flavor to them, as if eating freshly picked daisies or daffodils. Fruits that may have been present in an Adopted's home, such as pineapples and watermelons, have seeds in odd places. Picking this selection of food is an attempt to be more welcoming and to appease the lovely guests the fae have invited.

As the party winds down and everyone's eaten, a tall, stately woman stands up and speaks. You feel her voice more than hear it.

I am the Lawspeaker of the Fae, elected by Seelie and Unseelie alike, and you are all, now, subjects of Faerie. You cannot leave this realm once you have eaten our food, and even if you could, there is no saying how much time has passed back where you're from. Your loved ones are likely dead, your problems have likely played out. We require assistance in various matters, and each of you has been chosen for your talent and skill. You will be adopted by one of the Seelie or Unseelie Courts based on your strengths and personality. Your Court will decide what to do with you from there.

As suddenly as she stood, she sits back down.


🦋 Chance at a Dance

A party is not complete without dancing, of course, and while during the last gathering held for the Adopted, different fae danced to music exclusively for them around a glowing tree, this time they are insisting their guests to join in.

This is a party for you, after all.

If the prodding of the different fae hosts won't convince you, perhaps the music will. They play easily recognizable tunes that their wonderful guests must have heard before. These melodies have certain unique effects to their mortal attendees, which are as follows:

  • Upbeat Music: You will believe that you and your dance partner have been friends forever and have known each other a long time.
  • Romantic Music: You will become amorous and flirtatious towards your dance partner.
  • Slow Music: You will develop some tension with your dance partner. It may be negative or sexual; completely up to you.
  • Quiet Music: You will assume your dance partner is a threat and try to fight them.


🦋 Flower Power

At the Spring King's behest, every Adopted should wear a flower corsage or boutonnière to the gathering. After all, this is to celebrate the coming of spring and what better way to do that than to honor everything in bloom.

The thing is, though, the King of Spring, while amorous and friendly, also has a penchant for playing with mortals' memories, if not also affect their desires and despairs.

So, mischievous as he is, he made sure to enchant the different flowers present in every corsage and boutonnière for the party with the effects below:

  • Rose: You will recall a horrific trauma
  • Carnation: You will see a vision of your future, whether it's good or bad
  • Orchid: You will remember a time you lost someone
  • Chrysanthemum: You will believe someone among the Adopted is your soulmate
  • Dahlia: You will believe you betrayed someone important to you, whether you actually did or not

It is perhaps a good thing that no one but the Adopted are allowed to see these visions and memories, but everyone who wears a corsage or boutonnière will be able to see each other's memories and visions when in close enough physical proximity to the vision-haver, for better or for worse.


🦋 GEIS

You feel a vibration in your pocket sometime after the Lawspeaker addresses everyone. When you search for the source, you will pull out your Leaf, the device the Fae use to stay in touch with each other. Anyone who's used a smart phone will easily recognize how it works.

Greetings, Adopted. This is your Lawspeaker.

Tell us all of a time you gave someone a gift. Perhaps a bouquet of flowers or a box of chocolates. Was it appreciated or not? A reward might await the most meaningful gift given.



🦋 Link to Overflow Post




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[personal profile] myshallowemotions 2025-03-21 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Ivan goes slightly dazed and breathless for a moment, a rare light flush high on his cheeks. He probably looks a little dumb, eyes unblinking, fixated on Till's face. The only thing saving him from tripping them both up is the years of training under his belt.

It takes him a beat too long to realize he hasn't responded but it's like his world just got rearranged into something that feels more like a dream than reality. Till pulled the words from his own head, his heart, really. How is it that less than a year ago, he felt like he was dying, his love something toxic and deadly, eating away at him until there would be nothing left but an empty shell and now he's getting everything he ever wanted?

A stomp on his foot, jump starts his brain, gets his vital organs back online, whether it's intentional or an accident he's not sure but the pain helps.]


You feel that way when you look at me? At least right now? Because it feels like I've had this hole inside of me my entire life. Maybe it's my heart or maybe it's my soul but it's been waiting for you. You're the only one that can make me whole...like it's Till-shaped.
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[personal profile] tillimgone 2025-03-21 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
What the fuck, Ivan?

[Till is blushing furiously now and looking anywhere but at Ivan, because that? That was so much and his heart is racing and his chest is tight and he feels lightheaded. It's like everything he could have possibly needed to hear or could have heard and it feels too good to be true, so it makes him feel defensive, because what if he accepts it just to have it torn away? That will hurt so much more than if he rejects it now right?

If he gets prickly and makes Ivan regret wanting to give him such big and important feelings.

He feels tense, like he wants to fight Ivan but also pin him against a wall and kiss him for this. Why did Ivan always evoke the most contrary emotions from him? Why was he so deeply, painfully, desperately in love with this man?
]

Y-yeah, moron, that's what I just said. You don't have to get dramatic about it.

[Though Till liked it.]
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[personal profile] myshallowemotions 2025-03-21 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Was it dramatic? Ivan doesn't think so. It's just how he feels. Plain and simple. But he'd be lying if he said he didn't like the way it makes Till blush something fierce. Ivan can feel him tense, and he won't meet his eyes but when he calls him a "moron" there's no real heat behind it. It kind of feels a bit like winning.]

Does it make you uncomfortable to hear how I feel?

[He's not offended in the slightest. Till's been blustering about things he says and does since they were kids. It's cute and makes him feel light and fluttery and like he's suddenly overcome with an overwhelming urge to kiss him, right there in the middle of the dance floor until he's breathless and the tension has melted away. So that's exactly what he does and this does feel a bit dramatic, dipping Till to the music and kissing him soundly on the mouth, eyes open so he can watch the reaction on Till's flushed face.]
tillimgone: (kiss)

NSFW

[personal profile] tillimgone 2025-03-21 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Till wants to say yes- no? Maybe? He's not sure if uncomfortable is the right word. Those are all things he wants to hear, craves to hear, but they also scare him with how sweet and perfect they are - with how they feel like the first stitch mending a gaping wound.

But before he can think of a way to answer, Ivan is dipping him and kissing him and-

It shouldn't mean much, it's just a kiss, but when his lover's lips meet his own, there's like something cracking, breaking in his mind. A wall is finally being torn down, crumbling to dust and dirt and decay. The flower in his mind wilts, the roots shrivel, and it wastes into nothing. Till is free from what held his mind hostage.

A kiss isn't just a kiss. And kissing Ivan is everything.

It's explosive, overwhelming, it makes his breath catch and his eyes flutter shut as the tension doesn't meltaway but snap like a tree in a storm. Till clutches onto Ivan hard, moaning loud as the intensity of Ivan's kiss and the freedom in his mind send him tumbling over into a dry orgasm. It shakes his body and makes him throb and tremble and break the kiss to pant against Ivan's cheek. It's so much, too much, it makes him whimper quietly.
]

What the fuck...
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[personal profile] myshallowemotions 2025-03-22 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[He loves kissing Till with his eyes open normally, a habit he hasn't completely broken yet. Even though Till isn't really into kissing and doesn't find it particularly special or alluring, the times he gets to do it, he loves watching him anyway, hoping for the day that might change. I mean, it hasn't yet so he knows it's foolish to get his hopes up but if there's even the smallest chance, he doesn't want to miss it, to see Till melt into him, flush on his cheeks when he finally feels something.

It's a good thing he's a fool or he would have missed this. It's like the shift is tangible. He feels Till's breath catch even as he hears it, feels the way Till clings to him. Their lips slide together, warm and easy, like this is what they're meant to do and Till moans loud and broken and like he doesn't care that they're in a crowd of people.

Ivan feels wanted, in a way he never has before and he aches with it, heat rushing south and he clutches Till close as he shakes apart. When Till breaks away to catch his breath, Ivan makes a tiny, broken sound at the loss.]


You felt it right? Not just a kiss?
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[personal profile] tillimgone 2025-03-22 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Till nods and clings to Ivan and it's like a rush remembering the kiss on stage, like that had been suppressed.. How did he ever doubt Ivan when he kissed him with such passionate need of a dying man? He feels dizzy as he clings to Ivan, making him support most of Till's weight just about as they sway. If people are looking at them, he's unaware. Right now he has eyes for Ivan and him alone.

Part of him isn't sure if some of what just happened was a culmination of things making it that intense or if kissing is really just that good, but... He nuzzles Ivan's cheek before going in for another one, chaste and curious.

It's not as intense, but it feels really good, more than just good. Not like tongue kissing, but it still makes him flush and shiver against Ivan.
]

Yeah... it's not as intense as just now, but it's really good. Fuck. [Honestly, he was wrong about kisses not ever being black, that one had definitely been real fucking close to it. But this was good. This was crimson.]
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[personal profile] myshallowemotions 2025-03-22 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Couples dance around them, music floating sweetly in the air mingling with the scent of flowers and Spring meadows; a new start after a long, cold winter. Ivan doesn't pay mind to any of that. It might as well be just the two of them on the dance floor, swaying softly more than dancing now. He watches Till kiss him again, curious and sweet and when he pulls away flushed, Ivan is relieved there's no disappointment in his eyes this time.]

I think it's normal for it to not always be so intense but it still feels good to me but maybe it's because of how I feel about you so even the smallest kiss can never be just a kiss to me.

[He keeps Till held close, pressed together, supporting Till's weight as his thumb rubs circles into his hip. To think he was so convinced that he was a bad kisser or that Till wasn't into him and someone else could satisfy him better. Not that any of that matters now, even knowing he's unworthy, Ivan can't give him up. He knows what it sounds like when Till moans his name and when he comes apart beneath him. He knows what his warm, bare skin feels like under his fingertips and the way his mouth tastes, sighing around Ivan's tongue.]

I didn't really do anything different though...but it felt different? Do you still feel him inside your head?
tillimgone: (hug)

[personal profile] tillimgone 2025-03-23 12:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Till thinks about it because it wasn't just a kiss. It feels warm and alive and... like it conveys love. It's so much more than it was five minutes ago and then Ivan asks that and he has to take a couple deep breaths to not run up to Narciso right now and fucking set him on fire. So that's really what he took away from him? His ability to feel loved by the smallest gesture? By a kiss?

Livid is a gentle word for how he feels right now, but he rests his head against Ivan's shoulder instead and breathes. But this anger would eventually be his undoing this night.
]

Yeah, I mean, for the first part. It's different. It's never- no it felt kind of like that the first time with you, but since that it's... not been this.

[For being a master songwriter, sometimes talking is hard.]

But, no, I don't... I-- fuck, it's like when an art-block clears, you know from the first stroke of the pencil that it's over. It's like that.
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[personal profile] myshallowemotions 2025-03-23 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ivan's not an artist like Till, but he worked hard trying to learn how to compose a song from beginning to end, watched Till for weeks and days and years composing music even when they wouldn't let him have a guitar. When Till was off and busy somewhere, Ivan would sit somewhere quiet and try to mimic his hand movements, working on songs on an air guitar until he was finally able to create something real. Maybe it's like that--finally getting it.]

I think I know what you mean...

[Either way, it seems like that's enough of a confirmation that Narciso really was still in Till's head, that he's been enchanted this whole time ever since that first day. What did he even gain from this, just the enjoyment of watching Till suffer because he can? For entertainment? All the unnecessary pain and confusion...

Ivan squeezes Till tight, turning his face into Till's hair, breathing him in, a much needed reprieve from the thick scent of flowers in the air. He melts a little against him.]


All of those kisses...he robbed all the real first ones for what? So that his kiss would be the last one you enjoyed?
tillimgone: (longing)

[personal profile] tillimgone 2025-03-24 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know... I-- The fucker just wanted to take anything away from me. I...

[In so many ways, this could gnaw and claw at Till, make him upset, angry, grief stricken to have lost this time and all that experience with Ivan, for their kisses to have meant nothing to him until now, but... He doesn't want to think about that right now, what he wants is his lover and his kisses. He wants to breathe Ivan in and get lost in him, not this cloying smell of flowers and perfumes.

So instead, he moves to pull away from Ivan, just enough to see his face, reaching up with his hands to cup the man's jaw as he gazes into his eerily beautiful eyes.
]

I think... we go somewhere quiet and kiss for a bit. Hm? I'd like to know better the feel of your mouth against me since I was blind until now.

[He leans forward to give Ivan a small kiss, humming into it.]
tillimgone: (075)

Handwaved wrap up

[personal profile] tillimgone 2025-04-05 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
And then they slip off to make out, until Till says "later /winkwink" and slips away. Then shit hits the fan with Narciso~