WHO: Tezcatlipoca & Others WHAT: 2025 catch-all time baby WHERE: all over WHEN: all times WARNINGS: threads will include content warnings where appropriate!
You'd really kill a god that cuddled up to you like this? Harsh, man.
[ He's clearly joking. He knows Silco would, and probably without much hesitation at all, if push came to shove. The concession that Tezcatlipoca gets is more that Silco would have to be really pushed to kill him, and he knows it. It's also why he doesn't take the attempt in the Underworld personally, though it's also hard to imagine Tezcatlipoca taking much personally. ]
And, hey, not sayin' you have to kiss and tell. But you're my guy, so I look after ya, y'know? Believe it or not, I care about your happiness. So, this is part of that. Or I guess it's more that I'm surprised it could be part of that, but it's good.
[ But it did have to be a really good reason. At this point, Tezcatlipoca has hit the 'accommodation' point of knowing Silco, which means it really does have to be something truly bad.
Hell, even spilling his secrets only got a punch out of him. Imagine if it was someone else?
Tezca, though, says something surprisingly genuine. And Silco... His mouth does this thing where it moves, just for a half second, as if unimpeded by all the layers of pretense, before he closes it, and closes his eye in turn. ]
I [ am too ] hadn't anticipated it. I don't necessarily make a habit of keeping people around.
[ It's not true, but it is. Being here was different. Maybe because he'd died enough in Kenos, maybe because he'd isolated himself so much before when he'd been there, maybe it was the relief of Jinx being alive, or maybe it was the implants, or maybe it was because he'd forged a scant few connections through Set and Tezcatlipoca that were odd and hadn't broken. In fact, they were oddly stronger. Here the god was, on his couch. Laying on him like Jinx did when she was younger. ]
I'll keep that little thing about 'caring about my happiness' [lol. lmao. ] in mind, the next time you decide to subject me to another trial. [ A roll of his eyes. ] We'll see if it holds the weight.
You should. Know that’s not all your fault, since you’re an unlucky son of a bitch, but people still like ya. Don’t need to push ‘em away just ‘cuz.
[ The one mercy here is that Tezcatlipoca seems to be settling down. His eyes remain closed rather than look at Silco, but it’s not like he needs to. He might miss details, like how his expression flutters at the observation, but Tezcatlipoca still hears it in his words. That chaotic, rowdy part of his personality is giving way to the part that’s more pensive and wise as he relaxes.
…Though, he’s still in Silco’s lap, so. If he really falls asleep like this, Silco is also going to learn if he’s a heavy sleeper or not. At least it won’t be that hard to free himself. He trusts Silco, so he’ll be a heavier sleeper around him. ]
And, hey, you can keep it in mind, but if you’re thinkin’ about it that way, you’re starting off all wrong. I care about ya, so I’ll put ya through hell too. You like being strong, right? It’s like that. What doesn’t kill you, and whatever.
[ He waves a hand playfully and lazily rather than finish the saying. Silco gets it. ]
[ Transactional arrangements, give and take, ones purchased with money or with loyalty, those were the only ways that things could last. He could always outbid a competitor, and he knew that with loyalty to a cause, all one had to do was Truly be loyal to it, like Sevika.
Anything more than that was... dangerous. He'd still done it. He'd allowed it to happen. First with Set, then with Tezcatlipoca. Then here, with...
He's still waiting for it to drop. The pin. For it all to come crashing down again. It had to. It would. He wasn't that lucky, to even allow for companionship. (How foolish that he allowed it to happen.) ]
Well... [ He likes the second line of conversation better. Let's go with that!! ] You think I haven't had enough opportunities to overcome my flaws? [ But no, he knows what he means. ]
Story of my life, I suppose. I can't even know the easy gods, no. I have to get picked by the one who says he'll put me through hell with a smile on his face, and a promise of caring.
[ But even that was...fond. As if Silco would allow it otherwise. ]
[ Tezcatlipoca does open his eyes at that "it's easier". It's that piercing blue, that gaze that makes it just feel like Tezcatlipoca is looking past him into some deep, hidden part of his soul. The expression is softer—gentle, even—because at least with the buzz of alcohol in his blood, there's a little more honesty than the pretense of separation he keeps up normally.
There's something he wants to say, clearly. Something sentimental and maybe even profound. ]
[ ...But also because of the alcohol, the distraction works. Tezcatlipoca bursts into a laugh that's a solid pfffft first, and he grins as he closes his eyes again. ]
Ha! You knew the easy god, remember? Then you killed him! So, yeah, you're stuck with me forever. None of the nice gods are gonna come visit you anymore, so get used to it.
[ Maybe the distraction spares him the embarrassment of being truly subject to Tezcatlipoca's sincerity — and truly, perhaps Silco's had enough of that to last him for a bit. Let him sit with this for a bit at least.
So he just snorts under his breath, and exhales a plume of smoke through his nose as he does it. ]
Oh no. [ A long inhale. ] Deprived the experience of dealing with gods like him again. [ Even if he can't see it, he rolls his eyes. ]
[ He may not be able to see it, but he can certainly hear it. Hell, even if he couldn’t, he’d imagine it to be there, since Silco is probably the only person in existence that hates Quetzalcoatl more than he does. ]
Exactlyyyyyy. So, me and Set, we’ll just be your favorites forever. Even if we part ways, like Set did? We’ll always be with you. Aren’t you lucky~.
[ Yeah, there’s a tilde there. He’s playfully drunk, so sue him. At least now he’s transitioning towards sleepy drunk, since his words a slurring more. ]
[ It was true, in a way. He felt it, even now. Without Set here, he still... thought of him. Considered his thoughts when he was plotting out his next moves, as if he were there still poking holes in his actions with all of the quick wit of a military commander.
Would it be the same if Tezcatlipoca was gone? Would he... hear him asking questions like he does? ]
Wouldn't expect you to. We've got joint custody of ya anyways, so no worries. We already hashed it out.
[ He laughs in a way that makes it seem like he's probably joking but also... With the two of them, can you be sure, really? He's at least decently comfortable now, so he murmurs out a more sleepy slurred thanks. ]
—And thanks for lettin' me crash, you old bastard. I'll get outta your hair tomorrow.
[ His tone edges insulted, but it's at least more teasing than anything else. He was sure they had, in some way. In some ways, Set was capable of as much jealousy as he was.
[ He huffs it out with a laugh, but after that, his murmurs get more indistinct, and he definitely falls asleep. Or passes out. It's a little hard to tell, at this point.
Silco will at least be able to remove himself without too much trouble, since one Tezcatlipoca falls asleep, it's truly dead asleep. He's comfortable here with Silco, so he's not sharply on edge like he normally might be. He even sleeps quite soundly and silently! If you're going to have a drunken friend crash at your place, he's honestly ideal.
...Even down to the fact that unless Silco is too paranoid to sleep, he'll find that Tezcatlipoca wakes up before him and leaves. The couch is even politely set back in order!
Just don't come to the communal bathrooms for a while. It's fine. He's fine. ]
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[ Or maybe he's just bullshitting him. It's mostly that.
He shifts, and drinks. ]
It's just fine. No need to make it out to be anything more than that.
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[ He's clearly joking. He knows Silco would, and probably without much hesitation at all, if push came to shove. The concession that Tezcatlipoca gets is more that Silco would have to be really pushed to kill him, and he knows it. It's also why he doesn't take the attempt in the Underworld personally, though it's also hard to imagine Tezcatlipoca taking much personally. ]
And, hey, not sayin' you have to kiss and tell. But you're my guy, so I look after ya, y'know? Believe it or not, I care about your happiness. So, this is part of that. Or I guess it's more that I'm surprised it could be part of that, but it's good.
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[ But it did have to be a really good reason. At this point, Tezcatlipoca has hit the 'accommodation' point of knowing Silco, which means it really does have to be something truly bad.
Hell, even spilling his secrets only got a punch out of him. Imagine if it was someone else?
Tezca, though, says something surprisingly genuine. And Silco... His mouth does this thing where it moves, just for a half second, as if unimpeded by all the layers of pretense, before he closes it, and closes his eye in turn. ]
I [ am too ] hadn't anticipated it. I don't necessarily make a habit of keeping people around.
[ It's not true, but it is. Being here was different. Maybe because he'd died enough in Kenos, maybe because he'd isolated himself so much before when he'd been there, maybe it was the relief of Jinx being alive, or maybe it was the implants, or maybe it was because he'd forged a scant few connections through Set and Tezcatlipoca that were odd and hadn't broken. In fact, they were oddly stronger. Here the god was, on his couch. Laying on him like Jinx did when she was younger. ]
I'll keep that little thing about 'caring about my happiness' [lol. lmao. ] in mind, the next time you decide to subject me to another trial. [ A roll of his eyes. ] We'll see if it holds the weight.
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[ The one mercy here is that Tezcatlipoca seems to be settling down. His eyes remain closed rather than look at Silco, but it’s not like he needs to. He might miss details, like how his expression flutters at the observation, but Tezcatlipoca still hears it in his words. That chaotic, rowdy part of his personality is giving way to the part that’s more pensive and wise as he relaxes.
…Though, he’s still in Silco’s lap, so. If he really falls asleep like this, Silco is also going to learn if he’s a heavy sleeper or not. At least it won’t be that hard to free himself. He trusts Silco, so he’ll be a heavier sleeper around him. ]
And, hey, you can keep it in mind, but if you’re thinkin’ about it that way, you’re starting off all wrong. I care about ya, so I’ll put ya through hell too. You like being strong, right? It’s like that. What doesn’t kill you, and whatever.
[ He waves a hand playfully and lazily rather than finish the saying. Silco gets it. ]
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It's easier.
[ Transactional arrangements, give and take, ones purchased with money or with loyalty, those were the only ways that things could last. He could always outbid a competitor, and he knew that with loyalty to a cause, all one had to do was Truly be loyal to it, like Sevika.
Anything more than that was... dangerous. He'd still done it. He'd allowed it to happen. First with Set, then with Tezcatlipoca. Then here, with...
He's still waiting for it to drop. The pin. For it all to come crashing down again. It had to. It would. He wasn't that lucky, to even allow for companionship. (How foolish that he allowed it to happen.) ]
Well... [ He likes the second line of conversation better. Let's go with that!! ] You think I haven't had enough opportunities to overcome my flaws? [ But no, he knows what he means. ]
Story of my life, I suppose. I can't even know the easy gods, no. I have to get picked by the one who says he'll put me through hell with a smile on his face, and a promise of caring.
[ But even that was...fond. As if Silco would allow it otherwise. ]
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There's something he wants to say, clearly. Something sentimental and maybe even profound. ]
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Ha! You knew the easy god, remember? Then you killed him! So, yeah, you're stuck with me forever. None of the nice gods are gonna come visit you anymore, so get used to it.
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So he just snorts under his breath, and exhales a plume of smoke through his nose as he does it. ]
Oh no. [ A long inhale. ] Deprived the experience of dealing with gods like him again. [ Even if he can't see it, he rolls his eyes. ]
I can hardly consider it a loss.
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Exactlyyyyyy. So, me and Set, we’ll just be your favorites forever. Even if we part ways, like Set did? We’ll always be with you. Aren’t you lucky~.
[ Yeah, there’s a tilde there. He’s playfully drunk, so sue him. At least now he’s transitioning towards sleepy drunk, since his words a slurring more. ]
I’m your favorite, and I know it.
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Yes, yes. Lucky me.
[ It was true, in a way. He felt it, even now. Without Set here, he still... thought of him. Considered his thoughts when he was plotting out his next moves, as if he were there still poking holes in his actions with all of the quick wit of a military commander.
Would it be the same if Tezcatlipoca was gone? Would he... hear him asking questions like he does? ]
I'm not picking between the two of you.
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[ He laughs in a way that makes it seem like he's probably joking but also... With the two of them, can you be sure, really? He's at least decently comfortable now, so he murmurs out a more sleepy slurred thanks. ]
—And thanks for lettin' me crash, you old bastard. I'll get outta your hair tomorrow.
the tezcachella icon...
[ His tone edges insulted, but it's at least more teasing than anything else. He was sure they had, in some way. In some ways, Set was capable of as much jealousy as he was.
He shifts, and crosses his arms. ]
Hm. Free drinks, don't forget.
🤠🎀
[ He huffs it out with a laugh, but after that, his murmurs get more indistinct, and he definitely falls asleep. Or passes out. It's a little hard to tell, at this point.
Silco will at least be able to remove himself without too much trouble, since one Tezcatlipoca falls asleep, it's truly dead asleep. He's comfortable here with Silco, so he's not sharply on edge like he normally might be. He even sleeps quite soundly and silently! If you're going to have a drunken friend crash at your place, he's honestly ideal.
...Even down to the fact that unless Silco is too paranoid to sleep, he'll find that Tezcatlipoca wakes up before him and leaves. The couch is even politely set back in order!
Just don't come to the communal bathrooms for a while. It's fine. He's fine. ]