( OPEN ) we are here and going to make it everyone's problem

[cranekin]

WHO: Team Everlight and YOU
WHAT: Breaking the ice with a spontaneous slumber party
WHERE: Everlight wing
WHEN: Some time after arrival
WARNINGS: Destroying friendships with UNO or something. Will edit for real as things come up.

(The fun thing about being taken and thrown into a new place is no one really knows you so when Tsurumaru Kuninaga is missing from dinner, he's sure no one really notices. Eventually someone will learn that whenever he's missing for too long, he's probably up to something if he doesn't actually have something to do.

He returns some time towards the end of dinner, when most people have probably begun to settle a bit for the evening. He stumble-dashes back to the base with an armful of plastic shopping bags and oooh he is definitely up to something…)

& SET UP

In the Everlight wing, they need to do some ☆re-arranging☆. Some desks and chairs need to be borrowed from rooms to drag outside for the food. While they're at it, they might as well grab the blankets and pillows too. They might also have to figure out what appropriate music to play. So maybe someone knocks on your door to commandeer your furniture and time. Or maybe they figure out a way to play music so everyone can hear and you end up drawn out by music.

Maybe you get sent out to buy more snacks and drinks for everyone while you're standing around with nothing to do. Let's go, Everlights. It's time to drag people into early shenanigans.

& FOOD & GAMES

There is plenty of food to be found. Check out the mixed bottles of different flavored sodas and teas, assorted chocolates, and other sweets from the convenience stores. Eventually, a couple of pizzas and a few more substantial things might show up on the table. Some of them are traditional flavors characters will be used to seeing but others may… be more out there. There sure are a lot of more experimental foods combinations in the future, huh? Have you ever tried coffee-flavored water? Yogurt-flavored potato chips? Flaming hot lava chocolate? What about calamari Oreo pizza? Well, now is your chance.

There are also stacks of playing cards and maybe some other silly toys and games from whatever is the equivalent of a dollar/pound store in the future.The 100 Kryptos store? Which version of UNO do you know how to play? Do you know how to play Werewolf or Mafia? There are plenty of bottles to spin. Give someone a call and see if they answer or else you have to eat one of those cursed pizza slices. Of course, when enough people gather around, there are plenty of other ways to make your own fun.

& CHILL

For more introverted characters that might want a quieter place to hang out, some Everlight has probably left their room open. Pillows and blankets have been piled into the room to make it a quieter, more laidback place to hang out. When was the last time you made a pillow fort?

// WILDCARD/OOC

Hello, Tsuru gets bored easily and he wants everyone to have ☆good vibes☆ because bad vibes make him sad so he is steamrolling and dragging people into slumber party shenanigans. It's in the Everlight wing but other characters can hop over if they're curious or dragged in. I asked the mods about the potential consequences of staying the night and they said it would be fine for the slumber party so go wild.

Treat this as an open mingle and feel free to come up with your own ideas and tag around. If anyone really needs me for anything, you can DM me or catch me on plurk (yosakoi ).

Comments

wow what a shot. that's gonna happen at some point. (one day they will)

[blastedass]

Shut up and eat before it gets cold! [does he always talk this much before a damn meal?! bakugou dumps the dishes and cutting board he used into the sink and starts the water with soap drizzled over it. figures he'll do the entire lot before anyone comes in and interrupts or wants him to cook more. not that he would... while he could've just made a simple omelet or bought him something from the store, neither of them sit right with someone as competitive as bakugou. if he was going to repay dinner, he was going to blow the damn guy out of the water. at least he's not much aware of how the meal's triggering denji's memories. that would be awkward. maybe it'll at least suggest he shouldn't steal in the future... maybe.

pay attention to your damn nutrition! you're a soldier for fuck's sake! a captured indentured one, like the rest of them, but you know... health.

while denji eats, bakugou dives hands first into the sink, scrubbing at the plates and bowls and making sure the cutting board is thoroughly cleansed with its own private wash. can't do much for the vegetable stains, but that's the life of a cutting board. denji's thoughts on the city aren't done alone, however. bakugou has similar gripes against the city. noisy at times, drowns out in light, the oppressive weight of something coming in the future, a threat they have to care for. shit like that. he sequesters it for the time being, focusing on his job and training to keep his schedule and routine.]

Cooking's not hard. You just pay attention and follow the damn directions. [just like using a knife and going through a recipe to make your dish. bakugou heads for the stove and picks up the second bowl of katsudon, peeling the aluminum foil cover off to reveal the steaming mound inside. might be a little softer than the first bow, since it's been covered for a while, but whatever. it's just as good. he sets it on the table if denji wants another round.] Stop fucking gushing. At least you know how to make a damn omelet without ruining it.

[and keep your damn tongue in your mouth instead of sticking it out like a weird child when you eat.]

[nutkick]

[ the constant verbal misuse and aggression while being rewarded at the same time is a wild emotional conflict for denji. he's torn between whether bakugou is actually a decent guy or not. his idea of him keeps bouncing around to the point it hurts his head if he thinks about it too much, which (thankfully) he doesn't. it's kinda humourous how denji tends to be turned off by the abuse, getting offended only to be instantly showered by a rare kindness. it's hot and cold. is bakugou aware of the fuckery he's planting in this guy's head? doubt it.

of course he accepts the second bowl, inhaling it a lot faster than the first one. this is all bakugou needs to do to atone for his sins— feed him and he will forgive all the name-calling. denji is a very simple guy to please. ]

Hey, I'm not gushing over a dude. I'm gushing over the food. Let's make that clear.

[ this is where he draws the line! this personal attack against his character is unacceptable, and the only reason he stood up for himself is because he's almost done with his dinner. the hero can't retaliate by withdrawing the offer since it all made it to his stomach, so he'll bite back. well, more of a nibble than a bite. it's hard to be mad when he feels oh-so good. the flavors behind bakugou's touch are almost sedating to his senses, and he's loving every second of it.

he drops his chopsticks on the now-empty bowl before he dragged his chair back and stood up; now cleaning up after himself by picking up the dirty dishes and moving them to the sink. he sighs, muttering- ]

All good things must come to an end ...

[blastedass]

[you'll get used to it, denji. each of bakugou's classmates had to and they're not all fucked up due to it. treat it like emotional training or something, figuring out which is real anger and aggression and which is blowing smoke because a certain someone wants to make it seem like he doesn't care despite the fact he's actually a good guy under his craptacular attitude. if bakugou's ever aware of the flipflops his personality puts people through, he certainly hasn't bothered to stop it. this is the guy that yells at people to spit it out if they're obviously wanting to say something, but then rages at them to shut up if they go more than a sentence or two. how does midoriya or the others put up with it?

at least denji's shoving the second bowl into his gullet rather than drawing more of bakugou's ire. tossing the aluminum foil in the trash on the way back to the sink (side shot without even looking, and yes, he makes it), bakugou gets back to work scrubbing out the pot he used to fry the pork and vegetables in. something about denji is kind of puppy-ish. or alley dog ish...]

HAA?! Where the fuck did you get that idea?! [no one said shit about gushing over a guy! denji was praising his food compared to his omelet! goddamn pervert leaping to conclusions. ugh. be glad he doesn't bonk this pot off your stupid sharp-toothed head. no one's attacking your damn character, denji. sheesh. bakugou finishes with his dishes just a few seconds before the other boy comes over to tend to his own. yeah, he's going to let him do that by himself. the soapy water's still there for him to use at least.

pulling a cloth from the side, he spreads it on the counter and sets the rinsed-and-clean dishes atop it for them to dry. normally he'd just spend the time drying them off and putting them away, but since other people are here and using them, there's less point to putting away what someone's going to grab in twenty minutes. if they're here once they're dry, bakugou'll put them away. what's this muttering going on over there?]

You wanna eat till you pop?

[nutkick]

You used the word 'gushing'. What the hell did you expect me to believe? I was defending myself.

[ bakugou should accept some ownership in that minor miscommunication because he should know by now how simple-minded denji is, of course he would take it to the other extreme. but, hey— he does believe it is an innocent mistake now, so he's not willing to press on it too much. the cop is forgiven. why would he ruin this lovely night with a fight about sexuality? his stomach is full, body thriving on the new nourishment, like a breath of fresh air. denji knew he was about to have the best sleep in his fucking life tonight as well, so the vision of hitting the bed is more tempting than ever. all because he had a decent meal? fucking hell, someone was starved.

he joined bakugou's side in the kitchen and tossed the bowls into the sink, rinsing them under the water. the idea of leaving them there for tomorrow is too irresistible, and he considers it. he also considers the other's reaction, weighing the pros and cons, and ultimately deciding being yelled at this hour is far more draining. with a soft exhale, he bites back that urge and returns to his work. ]

Man ... why is it so hard for you to hear a compliment?

[ he's not really expecting a genuine answer here, and that's okay, but it is something he is slowly picking up. it works in his favor, though, so he won't complain. flattery isn't denji's style, and if the other guy feels the same way, they might be able to get along after all. at this point, they are almost done with their cleanup, leaving the kitchen spotless for the others to use. ]

[blastedass]

Gushing as in bullshit flattery, dammit! [come on, context clues exist.] Where the hell is your brain living?

[that wasn't a minor miscommunication. that was denji existing with his brain in the gutter. "simple-minded" isn't exactly the image bakugou's getting of denji right now. more something purple... with a name that starts with 'm' from his class. then again, the guy had been going on about kissing being a reason for staying earlier, so perhaps he shouldn't be surprised? maybe they're not going to argue about denji's sexuality, but he's certainly going to have bakugou ragging on him a bit more. at least until the other everlight ends up in a food coma after stuffing himself with two bowls of katsudon. when's the last time this guy had a decent meal? even the cafeteria was serving decent stuff. not all that tasty, but it's giving the proper nutrition...

that little comment about bakugou's lack of compliment taking earns denji a glare, and a muttered "urusei" before he finishes up in the sink and leaves the other boy to his dishes. he'll check around the kitchen to make sure the table and countertops are clean, checking the stovetop as well before turning off the rice cooker completely. has to wash that out in a bit. good thing denji isn't opting to leave his rinsed-but-not-washed dishes in the sink till the morrow. rawr.

flattery is a tricky thing with bakugou. false flattery he picks up on instantly and gets pissed at it. a few honest servings of praise for a job well done is acceptable. beyond that quickly gets him irritable. fickle like a cat. denji will definitely get by with less flattery; the simple "thanks" before was good.

once the rice cooker's bowl is cleaned, dried, and replaced, they can call the effort complete.]

[nutkick]

[ it's a good thing he will never hear false flattery slipping out of denji's mouth— that might be one of the few perks within him; brute honesty at all times. if he does express something positive about bakugou, which might not occur too often to begin with, it will only happen because he sincerely means it. last time he checked, humans do appreciate flattery. don't they?

the boring task of cleaning this dumb kitchen is over with, and happy to be free of that burden— denji balls up the used paper towel and tosses it toward the garbage bin, hitting the spot perfectly. he smirks and nods in the hero's direction, already making his way out so he can retreat to his room and call it a night. ]

It's clean enough, Officer. Go to bed already.

[ of course the perfectionist had to wipe that last drop of water off the surface and ensure that his work wouldn't fall short. maybe one day he should tell bakugou there is a night crowd that ravages through the kitchen and makes a mess of everything. those people will not appreciate all his extra efforts, but let's avoid another unwarranted conflict.

with that, he leaves the hero to attend to his night routine. ]

[blastedass]

[good. bakugou's not going to lie or flatter either. he's bluntly honest and with his nature, that's got a good chance of being bad for the feelings. other people's feelings at least. denji's a weird guy, though bakugou gets the feeling he's not a bad guy. that's promising, if they're going to be teaming up later. so long as he curbs the stealing habit. then again, bakugou doesn't know if that's a repeating thing or just a one-time as-needed offense.

huh...

bakugou notes the perfect shot. so this guy's got some skill with his hand and eye coordination too. bakugou follows after denji, ignoring the smirk as he slaps the light off and puts the kitchen into darkness. the next person coming in can turn the lights on. there's no point in wasting electricity. bristling slightly at the "officer" comment, he has to remind himself he actually IS an officer in this place. ugh... fucking kidnapper's world.]

Don't order me around, Janitor.

[bakugou trails denji only to the separation to their respective rooms. he glances after him for a moment, thinking a few points regarding the other boy. though he doesn't trust many people here, and certainly is refusing to bond with anyone outside o necessary teamwork, there are some he's found he'd be more willing to tolerate compared to others...

denji's one of those "more willing" people... and bakugou doesn't fucking know why. "you're my partner, right?" denji said that to him the first time they met in the locker rooms. tch, partner. he's going to bed.

deal with that another time.]