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 howlin for you [m], mature??? shawnda no it's not a typo
Jun 12 2017, 08:40 PM
he/him
twenty-three


osteokinesis
lush staff & musician
panda r. damien de luca
leesha [idc] • 2674 posts


i can't explain

As a child, Panda had been tested regularly for everything. No, he was not bipolar. No, he did not have ADHD. He was just a bit spoiled and loud and high energy- nothing to drug him over. He was just a hyper little boy that should probably have a hobby or five to stop him from getting under everyone's feet and driving them up the walls. And it had helped a lot, letting him join soccer and learn more instruments, but he still was who he was. He was just bigger and louder and sometimes tried to at least pretend to not be fidgety and full of lethal amounts of energy.

Despite it all, Shawn had somehow managed to put up with him. They were one of the few living beings that could take him for extended periods of time, save for Damian (who actually had ADHD) and a handful of the cats. It probably worked in their favour that Panda was in a near constant state of heart-eyes over them and would more or less do anything they told him to. It didn't mean anything that he only really listened to Shawn. It was just his job as a boyfriend, or whatever.

It unfortunately didn't always work with polite texts hinting that they'd had a very busy day.

Were Panda a habitually smart boyfriend he would have stayed home, or picked them up dinner and offered to fuck off after, or done literally anything else but drive his loudass over to their apartment to visit. They probably wouldn't have even been against his company if he could be quiet for five seconds, but he was wired as always. That much was more than evident by the way he was singing as soon as he'd let himself in. "Shawny?" He poked his head in to the bedroom. It wasn't a big apartment, there wasn't many places they could hide.

"Hi," he beamed when he found them sprawled on the couch. He solidified his role as a big dumb animal by managing to wedge himself on the couch with them, legs over their legs. He made sure he was gentle- he was annoying, but he wasn't entirely careless. "I was going to come visit yesterday, but all I had on was shoes and an apron. I figured I might have gotten arrested walking through the building with my ass out. Like, I love being naked, but I'm not willing to go to jail for it, right?"

Jun 14 2017, 06:37 PM
they/them
twenty one


sense manipulation
barista&model
shawn c. summers
kirsten [they/them] • 4263 posts


falling into the deep end

Shawn had had a hell of a day. Really, it had started the night before, babysitting the twins, staying up far too late to get up for an opening shift at work and thus getting only a spare few hours of sleep. From there, the day had only gotten worse, being understaffed and ultimately being asked to stay until close. A fourteen hour shift after three hours of sleep was too much, and by 7:30 when they had finally been able to plop down on their couch and rest, they had barely had enough energy to take off their shoes. Eyes closed, they were grateful that they were too tired to be hungry, because they were also far too tired to get up and go to the kitchen to get dinner.

They were fairly sure they were just dozing off when they thought their heard their name. For a moment they weren’t sure, and they certainly weren’t going to get up for it, but managed to get their eyes open just as Panda was walking into the living room. “Hey, Panda,” they said, as their boyfriend made room for himself on the couch where there was clearly no room. Shawn was too tired to protest it--especially since Panda probably wouldn’t take them seriously--but not too tired to get mildly annoyed about it. They knew they had told Panda he was welcome whenever he wanted to come by, so it wasn’t really fair to be bothered by it, but Panda could have at least tried to read some signals, maybe.

“S’okay, I wasn’t home last night anyways. Twin duty.” Shawn wasn’t even going to get him started talking about his work day naked at Lush. Panda could talk enough without being encouraged. If all went well, maybe they could fall asleep and Panda would talk so much he could keep himself company and not even notice Shawn wasn’t paying attention.

tag: @[panda r. damien de luca

BY MITZI
Jul 4 2017, 12:45 AM
he/him
twenty-three


osteokinesis
lush staff & musician
panda r. damien de luca
leesha [idc] • 2674 posts


i can't explain

Panda could tell they seemed a little bit on the tired side, but he just was assuming it was regular tiredness. Not entirely overworked and probably a little done with life at this point tiredness. He just knew he'd missed his Shawny and wanted to spend time with them, even if they just wanted to lay there and be boring. Maybe. He could attempt it. He was just so full of it at this very moment that it might be a little difficult.

There was just so many things to talk about! In all reality it hadn't been that long since he'd seen them. Busy or not they always managed to find some time to be together. He was normally quite happy just being in their company no matter what they did. He liked taking them to the hippie stores and asking about the different rocks just as much as he liked staying in their room and asking about the ones that they already had collected. He just really liked everything about them. That was probably the real root of the problem now, the problem he wasn't entirely aware of. He liked them so much that he didn't always take in to consideration that they might need a couple minutes on their own.

"Twin duty? Yuck." He furrowed his eyebrows. "Not really yuck. I don't know why I said yuck. They're cute babies." Panda felt bad for his apparent verbal diarrhea and decided it was time to shut up. Just sit and be quiet and try not to accidentally respond the wrong way again, He wasn't quiet or still for long, of course, finding a spot on Shawn's pants to prod at and hopping right back in to blabbing. "It was really strange working naked, Shawny. Like I liked it, but it was also on the awkward side. We all just had our bums out and it was, like, am I allowed to compliment my coworkers on baring their bodies or is that harassment?"

Jul 8 2017, 08:56 PM
they/them
twenty one


sense manipulation
barista&model
shawn c. summers
kirsten [they/them] • 4263 posts


falling into the deep end

Shawn usually had a very high tolerance for Panda. Not that all they did was tolerate him, of course; very often they wanted him around and enjoyed his company. Sometimes, though, he was just a bit much. Not a fault or flaw, but just part of her person. Panda was a handful, but Shawn had big hands and normally, they could handle it. Today, though, their patience was quickly running out. They weren’t sure how exactly to tell Panda that they’d prefer to be left alone, both out of a fear of being rude and seeming unloving and because Panda didn’t leave them enough time to really respond to things. They merely just laid there, half listening and half tuning out the things that Panda said, trying to ignore the fact that their legs were super uncomfortable not what Panda had slithered himself around them.

They merely breathed out a little amused sound, not even large enough to be called a laugh, when Panda remarked about babysitting not actually being gross because the babies were cute. There wasn’t really a response they could give to that, as far as they could think of (though they couldn’t think too hard, their brain already dreaming of being asleep on this couch). In the moment that Panda took a breather and stopped talking, Shawn could feel him picking at their pants but they weren’t bothered by it at all, figuring that if he was using that as a way to occupy himself instead of talking too much, then he could have at it. Unfortunately, the pause was just that, and Panda’s babbling continued as he thought more about his day of working naked.

Unable to help it, Shawn sighed a bit, closing their eyes for a moment and taking another deep breath. Finally, they caved, the desire to be left alone a bit stronger than their fear of seeming rude to Panda, who was only doing what he was doing out of adoration. Shawn knew he had the best intentions, but they had to draw the line. “Panda, could you just, like, stop? For like a minute? I’m just really tired.”

tag: @panda r. damien de luca

BY MITZI
Jul 19 2017, 10:26 PM
he/him
twenty-three


osteokinesis
lush staff & musician
panda r. damien de luca
leesha [idc] • 2674 posts


i can't explain

Panda was used to being told to stop. Stop talking, stop fidgeting. stop existing in this general space. As a boy he'd been made to sit with his hands tucked under his bum in an attempt to stop him from getting in to everything, and all it had done was taught him how to bounce his leg until Ash had given up on having a good mellow boy. He tried when he was told. Sometimes he was successful, and sometimes it was entirely a lost cause.

When it was Shawn, it was more or less a guarantee he would listen. He would quiet down because they gave him kisses. He could stop fidgeting because he could hold their hands. He'd sit down and settle down with them, for them, because at the end of the day all he wanted was to be in their space.

But it felt different right now. It didn't feel like a gentle suggestion with a reward if he took the bait. This felt like they were frustrated with him and they meant it. He entirely understood that he was a lot to take on a good day, and too much when you were tired. He wasn't about to dispute it. He'd never dispute Shawn bossing him around.

Tough love was quite possibly his favourite form of affection. It was probably something they should have discussed at this point, but the moment never seemed to arise. It was like a mystery bruise he'd forgot until it was pressed again; Shawn would demand something, Panda would remember that it felt like... Something else. Something he couldn't explain because he didn't fucking understand it. The world would continue to turn until the next encounter.

They hadn't specified what needed to stop, so he just guessed it was everything. Panda shut his mouth so quickly his teeth clicked. He didn't even try to move the way he'd sat, like there was some rule against it. His hand froze on their leg, pants abandoned in exchange of the meat of their thigh. He felt like he needed to hold them or he'd lose the plot. He needed to hold on to them and pretend it didn't feel this good to essentially be told to shut up.

Aug 1 2017, 03:55 PM
they/them
twenty one


sense manipulation
barista&model
shawn c. summers
kirsten [they/them] • 4263 posts


falling into the deep end

Shawn genuinely didn’t want to be mean. They weren’t trying to ruin Panda’s good mood, especially since he had been having his own bad time lately with something like depression. And it was a big deal for Panda to get to bring together some of his favorite things (nakedness and Lush). Any other day, any other circumstances, Shawn would have been perfectly happy to celebrate with him. But right now, even if Shawn’s own dead mother had asked to hang out for a once-in-a-lifetime reunion, Shawn might still have chosen to be alone. They were just too tired to deal with anything too exciting right now. If Panda had said he wanted to watch tv while Shawn fell asleep on his lap, that would be one thing. However, that didn’t seem to be the plan right now, and Shawn had to put an end to his babbling.

When Shawn told him to stop, though, Panda fucking stopped like nothing else, and that surprised Shawn enough to feel a bit more awake, if only to try to figure out why suddenly the room was so quiet. For a while, though, they said nothing, wondering if it was a joke Panda was playing or if he was just seeing how long he could hold his breath or something. When he didn’t immediately crack, though, Shawn was almost concerned. They sat up a bit on the couch so they could see him better. “Everything…okay?” they asked, not missing the grip that Panda had on their thigh. “You’re allowed to breathe and everything. I’m sorry, it was just a lot of talking for me to keep up with right now.”

tag: @panda r. damien de luca

BY MITZI

Sep 4 2017, 10:19 PM
he/him
twenty-three


osteokinesis
lush staff & musician
panda r. damien de luca
leesha [idc] • 2674 posts


i can't explain

He hadn't meant to stop so obviously, but the risk of pushing their buttons was something he just couldn't handle right now. If they got more frustrated with him and reamed him out for real? It hadn't ever happened and he didn't want to find out how it would go. He just wanted to stay still and quiet and maybe vanish. But his power was not invisibility or teleportation or spontaneous combustion (luckily), it was osteokenesis and it reacted poorly to stress. He could feel the heaviness trying to settle in his bones as soon as Shawn started to talk again, and he awkwardly tucked his knees in closer to his chest to keep the weight off of them. The hand on their thigh didn't move, because mortified or not he wanted to hold them, but the other one had grabbed a pillow to conveniently hold.

Panda had no clue how to handle this situation. He knew it was obvious he wasn't fine, but there was no way in hell he was about to admit that. "Yeah," he lied. He'd worked very diligently at being honest with Shawn, with telling them both the good and the bad. He had opened up to them about his depression without prompting, but this was entirely different. He'd much rather suffocate himself with a pillow than ever have to open up about. Ever. No matter how clearly he was not okay. "I am breathing," he rushed, realising that he maybe actually hadn't been. It wasn't intentional, but neither was just about anything his body was doing right now.

"Don't be sorry, I'm fine." He was so fine he couldn't stop looking at the wall or blushing. He was completely okay and not at all obvious in his not being okay. He wasn't at all hoping for Shawn to return to being exhausted and ignoring him so he could go die of embarrassment in peace.

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