come_sailaway | Baa baa, black sheep, have you any soul? ☽

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Baa baa, black sheep, have you any soul? ☽

Who: Ebalon & Whomstever
What: Catchall for July
When: July
Where: Wherever. I know this is very specific.
Warnings: Typical Ebalon things apply including creepy bullshit, manipulation, discussions of murder, unhealthy relationships... Ebamizu... yeah.

General catchall for Ebalon & co. this month. Open prompts will be added as I think of them, otherwise it's mostly closed stuff for now.

Edit: I am quietly realising I dated some closed posts for June when they should read July. I know what's happening I swear.

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[Happy?? July 3rd! Ebalon sends Miuzki a picture of a very cute-looking pastry box filled with cute little tarts that have blue fruits on them.]

Lady Friday gave these to me today. They're starfruit tarts from Elysion.

Come eat one or two with me? :)

oh what!!!!
those r so cute
u kno im a sucker 4 sweets!!!
but im not allowed 2 have 2 many of them!! :(
theyre rly not good 4 me

thats so nice!!! did u thank her?
did u offer her any????

[ He's absolutely on his way, though. Catch him texting and walking at the same time, as he is prone to doing so often. ]

Mizuki... she doesn't have a mouth.

["No I didn't offer" is what that translates to. But also.]

We won't eat too many of them. I couldn't possibly eat all of this in one sitting anyway. I promise I remember that you're not allowed too many sweets.

u don’t know that means she doesn’t eat!!
what if she absorbs food thru her fingers?
or she could just feel happy holding food for a little while
and i think we should let her tbh

Very well, we can make a delivery later.

[Sighs........................]

[ Aw. Ebalon’s doing this even with the exasperation emotion. How kind. ]

💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

[ And a few seconds after sending the hearts, Ebalon gets a knock on his door. If it’s unlocked, Mizuki just enters afterwards because he doesn’t need to wait for Ebalon? Obviously? He can just crawl under the door if it comes down to it, really. ]

[Door's always unlocked when he invites Mizuki over. Mizuki can just let himself in and find Ebalon sitting on his bed like usual, looking at this box of tarts like he hasn't eaten in days.

...listen. It has been literally five hundred years since he's had one of these — Harnier used to eat them with him back when he was pretending to help her. They were her favourites. She would eat five in a sitting.

Honestly, bless her heart.]

Hello, dear. Come sit?

[What if Mizuki just stood today? What if that's what happened.]

[ How fucking dare you imply Mizuki is going to stand the whole time. What do you want from him? A thread where he doesn’t end up in Ebalon’s lap? No. Fuck you. In fact, Mizuki immediately beelines for it!! This is just where he lives now, sorry, he doesn’t make the rules. ]

Hallo hallo, my moonlight. I see you actually are trying to tempt me with sweets~. You’re such a bad influence, you know.

I did say we wouldn't eat the entire box in one sitting, did I not?

[Ebalon left his lap clear for a reason, see, so when Mizuki sits down his arms automatically go to his waist. Well, in this case, one arm does. The other is occupied reaching out to grab a tart and hold it to Mizuki's lips.

The blue starfruits are different from regular yellow ones from not-fantasy-lands; they're much sweeter with less of that semi-sour kick, tasting probably more akin to a mix of blueberries and red grapes than anything else. That combined with the custard base makes a sugar rush imminent, especially if you're apparently not supposed to have sweets.

If Mizuki isn't going to take a bite, though, Ebalon's going to do it. There is no more waiting there is only tart.]

[ ???? Hello? Of course he's going to take a bite. He will gladly accept feeding proposals when they're in private. In public is a different story because he knows he'd be way too embarrassed. Even now, he's blushing a bit, hoping not to make too much of a mess as his razor sharp teeth just munch into the pastry. ]

...!! [ Oh! Oh wow!!! Okay, these are fucking amazing?? ] Dantalion!!! These are incredible!! You got to eat stuff like this often back home?! [ Jealous! Only mildly, of course, he's mostly amused. ]

Oh!!! That reminds me, I brought you something, too!

Not too often. These are from Elysion, which is a... separate dimension contained within the sky. Their foods are very different there. Lady Harnier, the El Lady, was very fond of these, and back when we used to have frequent talks about her memory issues, we would eat them together.

[He's so happy to hear that Mizuki likes them, honestly. He's so cute when he smiles and looks all giddy and adshfashfkl Ebalon has the Love Emotion, gosh.

Though, that quickly gives way to more of a "?!" of surprise at that last bit.]

You brought me something?

[ ??? So, like, not Elrios? Mizuki doesn't quite understand, but he's not really going to go asking questions about it immediately. There are far more pressing matters. Like sweets and gifts! He reaches into his bag and eventually pulls out a small wrapped piece of candy and tugs at the ends to remove the paper covering. ]

Admittedly, this is a few months old now, but, uh, candy like this tends to last a while so long as you don't leave it out in the sun or anything. I imagine it'll probably last a couple more months, but… [ There's a brief and very sudden realization that he'll have to go through them at some point in the future, and if they're unable to go back home by then, he won't be able to make more.

…

It's fine, he's okay. He's just a little bittersweet about it now. But it lasts only a moment as he holds the saltwater taffy up to Ebalon's lips. ] Here, try this.

[Listen, it's like how the Demon Realm is also Not Elrios and Henir's Space is also Not Elrios and wherever the fuck Empyrean is supposed to be is also Not Elrios— there's a lot going on here.

Mizuki seems just a little upset, so Ebalon gives him a little squeeze before that feeling leaves, parting his lips to take the candy without so much as a question. He chews contemplatively for a moment before swallowing and nodding. There's not much emotion on his face (there usually never is, to be fair), but there are distant notes of being impressed.]

It's quite pleasant. What is it, exactly?

[ He settles into Ebalon, putting the wrapper back into his bag. He'll throw it away later, probably? ]

Saltwater taffy. I made it. [ Beat. ] It's my momma's recipe.

You made it? I'm impressed.

[Have the emotion of Admiration getting slammed into your face, Mizuki.]

Your mother must have been very skilled at cooking as well.

Well, you can officially say you've had something I made now~! I only wish it were one of my specialties instead of this. I… I don't really consider it mine, you know?

[ It's pretty much the only connection he had with his mom before the pictures, after all, so thinking of them as "hers" always soothed him. ]

Maybe it's genetic for sea jellies~.

I might just have to steal you away to come cook for me when we get out of here.

[Listen. Despite earlier conversations pointing to there being no way out, or the way out being without Mizuki or memories of Mizuki, Ebalon is still going to fucking insist. He's never been the sort to give up.

After a moment's pause, Ebalon holds up the remaining tart to Mizuki's lips again. They're small-ish, able to be finished off in a couple bites, so this totally isn't sugar overdose for the jelly who is Not Allowed Sugar. Totally.]

[ Well, at this point, Mizuki has already confirmed it with Friday, even. It's a sweet thought, but there's that feeling of doubt that settles over him that he knows well enough by now he's unable to hide from Ebalon. He can do the next best thing, though. Change the subject! ]

There was a kitchen at camp! It was fully stocked, too, with knives and pots and pans and such. Maybe one of these days, we'll be able to see a place where there's life other than us? Yuuki had a crab, after all, so maybe we'll find creatures that the Captain has brought from other worlds. It'd be interesting to figure out how to cook things I've never seen before!

Yes, why are the crabs in this world so tiny?

[?? Ebalon?]

Are they that small where you come from as well?

Like, the animal? Yes. But there are Aegir crabs as well. I work with one! She's really… um… [ Anime. ] Well, she really likes games, too! We play together sometimes!

Is that so? Huhu, on Elrios, our crabs are the size of a grown man and typically eat them as well. They create a plethora of problems for sailors.

[Despite talking about, you know, crabs eating people, Ebalon pulls Mizuki closer (somehow) (there was like an inch of space left between them) and contentedly drapes his arms around Mizuki's waist.

Somehow, it feels like not enough cuddling, so you know what — he's going to half-unshapeshift... half... shift back to his normal form? Whatever — it's just enough of a shapeshift to let all of his own eldritch-horror tentacles through so that he can squish Mizuki with him. It's only fair, right? They're weirdly-patterned with the blue motherboard-like patterns of Henir, because when one spends a little too long in the void... well, that's what happens.

Squish.]

[ If there's one thing Mizuki can relate to most, it's that feeling that it's just Not Enough Cuddling. And you know what? Tentacles make for great hugs. It's strange to suddenly feel them from Ebalon, though, and he squirms just a bit in surprise. But it's then proceeded with a laugh as he allows his own tentacles respond by twisting and curling around his, and any excess as wrapped around Ebalon.

Just, you know, one big wiggly mass of Eldritch Horrors and their yucky appendages. They're having a good time, though, good for them. ]

Is this the promised "real" Dantalion?? [ Tiny squeeze. ] How you manage to be even more alike to me… It's no wonder you get me so well.

[Ebalon's are luckily not slimy. Or is that unlucky? ~~He's still not sure if using tentacle slime as lube is okay or not.~~ It really is two eldritch horrors vibing with each other in this disgusting mass of wiggling appendages. They take up more space than they probably think they do now.]

Huhu, well, this isn't the whole thing. I do have horns, for example.

[Just not right now. He could later. He might fuck around, he might find out.]

Admittedly, I did miss having extra limbs.

[It's also pleasant having something coiled around them, like a very psychotic hug. Where Mizuki's tendrils curl, Ebalon's curl back, and it's pretty much a million twizzlers of eldritch abomination limbs by the end. Idly, he feels and brushes over the much slimier tentacles in a motion reminiscent of petting.

Patpat.]

[ Well, horns isn't too much of a surprise. 90% of Sarkaz back home have them. (It might just be the vampires who don't?? Who knows.) But it does take Mizuki a moment to realize that Ebalon is petting his tentacles. In fact, he only notices once he looks at them properly, then turns his gaze up to Ebalon's face. ]

Oh, I- Do yours have nerves in them? Can you feel this? [ He pats a few of them with a couple of tentacles. Boop. ]

[Petting, stroking, feeling, whatever word needs to be used here. To him, it's affectionate. To anyone else, it would probably be super fucking weird.]

Yes, they do. And yes, I can.

[It almost tickles? He sort of wishes Mizuki could be tickled back.]

I would say that the sensations there feel different from touching something with my hands, for instance.

Closed to Mizuki - 6/3 ?? cw ebamizu again

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