Viewing Party 2 - R3: THE RE-CRY-ENING

[misanthropicprinciple]

We got castmates. We got clues. We got crap to bitch about. They get a library? And a LAUNDRY MACHINE?

Welcome, murderfam... TO THE R3 LIVEWATCH.

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[scourgingstars]

...That doesn't sound like a bad idea. [He pressed a light kiss to Church's neck before pulling back slightly, enough to give him a hesitant smile.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Just something warm and tasty and...hopefully helps. Just--sit tight for two seconds, 'kay? [He reaches a hand up to brush some of the loose strands of hair back behind Ardyn's ear, for as much good as that does, before pulling himself away back toward the door.] I mean it, stay right here in reality for two whole seconds.

[With that, he ducks back inside, pointedly avoids watching anything while he grabs his mug, and comes back out:] Still delightfully warm. It's even got little marshmallows in it. [Because Leonard Church is seven years old.]

[scourgingstars]

[He did, in fact, manage to stay in current present reality for two whole seconds. Ardyn even managed a slight laugh over the marshmallows, which was definitely an improvement.]

You're absolutely ridiculous.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[He pouts. It's fake.] What's ridiculous about marshmallows? [Besides everything. He presses the mug into Ardyn's hands...and also leans up for a quick kiss.]

Human affection and sympathy towards you might seem weird, but I hope it's still okay that I love you.

[scourgingstars]

[Ardyn took a drink and handed it back to him, taking a breath and letting it out slowly. Everything was still a painful tangled mess in his head, regrets mixed with confusion and tied up with hundreds of thousands of memories.]

[...But he was here and alive right now. That was a start, and from there he'd just have to learn to accept that acceptance itself might well have been his undeserved fate.]

I love you too. I love this disaster of a family more than you could ever know, and I want nothing more than to keep us in one piece--myself included.

[motherfucking_ghost]

You're really good at a lot of things, but keeping yourself together ain't one of 'em. [Punctuated by a deliberately slurpy sip of chocolate.] That's why you've got the rest of us assholes.

[scourgingstars]

And all of you do an astounding job of it. I just wish it wasn't necessary quite so often.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Meh, it's not like I've been full of sunshine and rainbows this whole time. You know how upset I was about the motive.

[scourgingstars]

I know. And that is what I'm here for in turn.

[motherfucking_ghost]

...Sure wish it didn't have to come to that. Guess we're all just gonna be fucked up over shit for forever, huh.

[scourgingstars]

You forgot 'together', my dearest. We may be disasters for the rest of our lives, but we'll never be alone in that.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[He makes an acknowledging noise and then proceeds to distract himself with another swig of chocolate in a way that leaves a hot chocolatey-mallowy moustache on his 'stache. Because making silly faces at your boyfriend doesn't involve acknowledging that things might never get better!]

[scourgingstars]

...I return to my original point: you are completely ridiculous.