ic fmk: sing edition

[singhelpers]

Fuck (kiss), marry, or kill


— post your a toplevel for your character or throw three people's names out into the ether
— decide which one your character would like to fuck (or hug for the wee ones), marry, or kill
— respond appropriately
— shenanigans ensue

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Konstantin Veshnyakov | Sputnik

[sputnik]

[ What a fun game! :) Standing with his tiddies pushed out ]

[burying]

If I hug you, will you like... please not make me run again?

[ HE IS BEGGING ]

[sputnik]

Running is just the start! The real fun stuff comes after that, I promise.

[ Konstantin... the issue isn't that Kieren's bored with it.... ]

[burying]

Yeah, no— [ How does he say it without sounding like a dick. ]

It's just... I'm more... staying in one place... doing some painting... maybe a bit of reading... sort of person....

Re: Konstantin Veshnyakov | Sputnik

[flambeaux]

[ Put those away sir! ]

Fuck, without a doubt. Because you're married already.

[ Looking disrespectfully. Louis thinks he's winning at this game. ]

[sputnik]

[ The way he brightens right up.... He couldn't be happier to hear that someone would fuck him... ]

Married? Me? Oh no, you must be thinking of someone else, hahaha!

[ That laugh only barely hides some horror.... nothing scarier in the world than commitment! He might've once literally run away to outer space to avoid it! ]

[flambeaux]

I thought you and... never mind.

[ And they were roommates. ]

[pacificator]

Kill.

[ You don't even know him, Wynonna... ]

[sputnik]

[ YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM, WYNONNA...

...But he'd like to know you. Hello who is this. ]

Oh no... have I made an enemy already? :)

[pacificator]

You smile too much.

So, maybe fuck and then kill, I don't know. It'd depend on the day.

[sputnik]

[ smile Increases....

Oh he doesn't know what he did to warrant this but it kind of doesn't matter because he doesn't hate it. ]

A tragic ending.... At least I would have one really good final memory with such gorgeous company.

[moralabsolutism]

Kill.

[Konstantin is attractive but not enough to overcome him being a Communist.]

[sputnik]

What can I do to remove this lasting grudge!

[desperate_times_right]

It depends: is your roommate cool or jealous?

[sputnik]

Vasya?

[ Why would he be jealous! There's no reason at all why he would be! ]

He wouldn't put any thought at all into it, I'm sure!

[desperate_times_right]

Oh, this sounds like a situation. Fuck, then.

[Why not make it worse?]

[ployboy]

[On the one hand, ohmygod the tits.

On the other,]

You're actually... Russian?

[This Is Important. NoYOUshutup.]

[sputnik]

I am! Is it a good surprise or a bad one?

[ployboy]

[wide. eyes.]

Mikalek is going to skin me alive and he bought out the hockey team to spite me.

[will.skin.him.alive.

deep breath and a sorry smile,] Nothing personal? But I can't let the hockey thing go.

[bye.....]

You're voted off the island.

OH BOY OH BOY....assuming this is post separation/reuinon too..... uh oh sisters...

[m1895]

[ An awkward cough from a man who was not expecting that question, and also has no idea what the safest bet is here, because he most certainly would fuck him (up to and including right now if he were to ask), and thinks about fucking him, and how he'd be—but he can't say that. Right. Right?

Marry hits a little too close to home, considering the... roles they've taken in the household, the joint nature of most of their business, but he certainly can't say he'd rather kill him than have sex with him or be married to him, and it's also not true. Plenty of guys with no interest in anything but women had said they'd fuck their comrades, back when he was in uniform—said as a raunchy compliment, usually prior to the recipient leaving on a first date—but it wouldn't fit the tune of most of their interactions.

He answers lightheartedly. Playful! This is so normal! He's just a non-homosexual man (when did it become so important that his housemate perceive him as not attracted to any men at all? When had him not getting the wrong idea about their living arrangements become so critical—) joking around with a friend on a boring winter's day. ]

Marry. You're a tidy housemate. And you know how to cook. [ Beat. ] Not that you're not fuckable, but you already know that, Mr. Hero of the Soviet Union.

[ Yeah... stick that landing, Vasya. ]

ROLLING UP MY SLEEVES

[sputnik]

[ Weirdly, stupidly, somehow, he was simply not anticipating Vasiliy answering this. And just as weirdly, stupidly, somehow, he finds himself initially startled by the response.

It's some knee-jerk thing, maybe. "Marriage" is.... an odd concept, for him. An odd thought. (An undesirable one, if he'd let himself look at it brutally honestly, but he's always kept those thoughts safely tucked down under the usual layers. He's terrified of the thought, for a multitude of reasons.)

Not that all of that comes pouring out now. Just— the kneejerk reaction is something that flinches a little. He realises, suddenly, that Vasiliy's also the only person who gave that reply to him. Which makes him wonder how he might react if it was anyone else, and for some reason.... for some reason, he thinks none of it would feel as strange as this particular reply from this particular man.

— Not that you're not fuckable, but you already know that, Mr. Hero of the Soviet Union.

..........That's another piece to it, something that renders him bizarrely speechless. Everyone has given that reply to him, and Konstantin's taken all of that with playful delight, so easy and natural. And yet here, now, hearing Vasiliy say that.... (He thinks he's 'fuckable'? Attractive in that particular way?)

....Vasiliy means all of it as a joke, right. Of course. All of this is very tongue-in-cheek, not meant to be taken seriously at all, and it's obvious Vasya is being playful, in the ways men of their culture would be. Of course he is! Konstantin slips past the initial startle and the confused jumble of thoughts and the odd dose of pleasure to be seen as desirable by Vasiliy Ardankin Specifically, and smiles playfully, too. ]

Then it sounds like I'd be the perfect package. You better swipe me up before someone else does, Vasya.

SCREAMMMMM

[m1895]

[ How that makes his heart leap into his throat, little to Konstantin’s knowledge (as always). Is it not enough that he’s already the ideal Soviet man, without being an incorrigible flirt? It’s a unique sort of torment, the way he has an uncanny ability to parrot exactly what he’s already thinking unironically. He’d think this were some kind of punishment, too, were he not so wonderful to be around in every other way, even if the relationship will never go as far as he’d like it to—God, he really is fuckable; it’s a laughable understatement, even as he sits around in his usual track pants and tee shirt, filling it out a little less than he did a few months ago—he’d be happy just to be the man’s friend for the rest of time. That’s what a relationship is at its core, isn’t it?

(Not that it eases the sting of his unavailability, or the very real knowledge that there will eventually be a woman who pulls him away and ends this. He tries not to think about it.)

And he tries not to think about that right now, too; he doesn’t let the playful twinkle leave his eyes. ]

That’s my plan. You’ll get so used to the smell of smoke you won’t be able to live without me. Besides, where are you going to find a strapping young huntress to bring you grouse?

cw: slightly explicit nsfw discussion (nothing THAT bad, i promise! but you've been warned)

[salamanca]

[ Lalo would n e v e r actually consider sleeping with another man, of course, but gay bravado isn't beyond him!

He runs a hand under his chin and over his mustache, considering, looking at the other man's well-defined chest. Then, decisively, with a devil-may-care kind of grin: ]

I think you might be the only one here who could hold me up in the shower.

Definitely fuck.

[ He says it all in good fun, of course!!! Lalo is a red-blooded heterosexual male ofc tyvm. ]

Lalo really out here knowing how to make a fella blush!!

[sputnik]

[ It's totally fine! We're both Extremely Heterosexual, here! In fact, so confident in our heterosexuality that we can play around like this, right?

Granted, this is definitely much bolder of a reply than anything he's gotten so far — even including a specific visual to go along with it. Konstantin gives an amused, delighted laugh — he saw you checking out his pecs, good sir, and he's certainly not immune to enjoying being noticed by anyone. It comes with part of the whole National Hero package.

There's also a particular Brotherhood Closeness in his culture. It wouldn't be strange at all to kiss a man on the cheek for a variety of reasons. So it's with an easy grin that Konstantin replies, and lets something warm and charming layer his words. It could absolutely read as "flirtatious", but that's part of his role, too. ]

A shower man, huh? It can get dangerous — slippery in there. You must not be afraid of much.

[ He says it like a compliment, because it very much is. We stan bravado in this house! ]

kekeke!!

[salamanca]

[ Oh, baby. If you weren't already taken, you could be his hero anyday. Wink, wink.

But he's not a homewrecker! Not him. Lalo's too classy for that. So instead it will just have to remain a simple game. ]

That's very astute of you. [ He's blushing but obviously pleased by the compliment. His chest puffs out a little. He leans back. ] What about you? Are you afraid of anything?

[ He says it like he expects the answer to be "no". ]

You seem like a pretty daring man yourself. Am I wrong?