it looks black in the moonlight

& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?

Watching his (only) friend walk into the nothingness of the dreamscape, Remi turns back to Ronin and sighs hard enough that it has his curls bouncing against his forehead. "Ronin," He says sternly. "You cannot just burst into my dreams. I worked very hard on that murder." Remi adds, and though he isn't actively pouting, the countertop and cupboards are.

Beneath their feet the floorboards begin to dissolve into sand and cheerful sunlight blots away the bloodstained walls. Looking at Ronin properly now, Remi raises his eyebrows and slips one finger beneath the side of Ronin's thong only to pull so that it would snap back against his husband's skin. 'Although if this is how you are going to interrupt...maybe it is not so bad." An ocean joins the sunny horizon and quickly it is the shoreline of Northhaven that spreads out beneath their feet.

the lullaby

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)

"You're so good at murder," Ronin slurs in the same way a lover might purr something seductive into their partner's ear. It might even look the part too, if Ronin weren't smiling lopsidedly and having to more or less lean against Remi to stay upright. "There wasn't even a Do Not Disturb sign, though." He rallies enough to complain about this, though they've never once spoken about interrupting dreams, he doesn't think. Doesn't matter either way, because oop here comes the beach, and Ronin feels like he's playing the right sort of part again now. Wiggling his toes into the sand, he jumps a bit at the snap! of his thong against his hip, only to draw Remi close against him again. "I miss you when you nap," he tells him sweetly, before turning to try to dip Remi like they're dancing and Ronin is leading. It doesn't work, though, because Ronin is still drunk even in his subconscious, and they both fall over instead. ronypony it's always nice to make an impression

& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?

Trying not to appear nearly as undone by this, the strangest of all compliments, the alchemist tilts his chin that he might remain indignant for a moment or two longer. "No, but there was lots of blood." Remi argues, as if that should have been enough of an indication not to interrupt, but then, with Remi, you never really could tell.

Gods, if Ronin isn't the most unfairly charming man that Remi could ever conceive of much less be married to, it's with a yelp of surprise that he finds himself tugged close, dipped back, and then collapsed on. There's no pain in the dream—not unless they want it, anyway—and so it's with laughter rather than grumbles of discomfort that Remi begins to possessively trail his fingertips across Ronin's back.

"Well, now that we are here....do you want to play Hero and Sea Monster?"

the lullaby

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)

"Yes but there was also champagne," Ronin points out, overpronouncing the word so it comes out sham-pag-knee. It's a miracle that he's not eating the sand as they have this particular conversation, and he can mostly thank Remi for this, the Huntsman planting kisses along his husband's collarbones instead (and literal tiny flowers sprout in their wake). "Mm...? Oh, I love that one," he says, beaming at the idea and moving as if to sit up but ending up trailing flowers and kisses down over Remi's torso in the attempt. "Do you want to be the Hero this time or the Sea Monster?" he asks. As if to help the other man make his decision, a tentacle slorps out of Ronin's back this time. It's holding a rubber duck, which he squeaks obnoxiously. ronypony it's always nice to make an impression

& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?

'It is pronounced sham-pay-nyeh.' Remi corrects, also overly annunciating it though in his own accent which sounds markedly different. Relaxing back into the sand, Remi closes his eyes as he's lavished with flowers and kisses alike. (Does his mind immediately think of the black blossoms he'd had weeping out of Finn's wounds? Absolutely it does). Grumbling a sound of relaxation, Remi peeps open one eye and lifts his head enough to gaze down at Ronin.

"Alright. You be the Sea Monster and I shall be the Hero." Slyly, he grins and waggles his eyebrows. "I plan on thoroughly vanquishing the Monster." Remi warns. "You can have a 5 second headstart."

the lullaby

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)

"Sham-pyag-ygnee. Shamboobled. Shamu? Whatever." Ronin's tentacle continues squeaking his ducky, while his hands carefully flutter of the meadow of flowers he's planted over Remi's chest and stomach. He's just considering telling the Lullaby that he's the most breathtaking man he's ever laid his eyes on, and that it's unfair that he thinks Ronin is so handsome because it's not true compared to Remi, when the 5 second headstart pings every alarm bell in his tipsy little mind. "Noooooooooo!" So shouting saying, he throws the ducky at Remi's face and launches himself off down the beach. With at least three tentacles flailing from his back, a pair of flippers and a snorkel in his mouth as he galumphs into the waves, he's absolutely the most monstrous thing on this dream beach. Hands down. ronypony it's always nice to make an impression

& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?

ShamWOW

Struck in the face with a duck, Remi sits up and wonders if he hasn't made some grave mistake by sending Ronin off. Glancing down at the rows of wildflowers blooming from his stomach and the bulge just slightly more south, he concludes that yes, yes he absolutely has.

Fuck. Oh well.

'Plot twist!' Remi calls as he stands and brushes the flowers off in one clean sweep. "The Hero was really a Sea Monster the whole time!" Shifting as monstrously as he possibly could, Remi is a mess of limbs and suckers as he slorps after Ronin and into the water.

'Oh no, so many sea monsters, we're all dooooooomed' He cries in a high-pitched voice, clearly meant to represent everyone that the Hero was meant to protect. Splashing absurdly into the sea and generating massive waves despite his comparative size, it's with greedy tentacles that Remi reaches out to drag his husband back to his side that Ronin might finishing hoeing his garden.

~FIN

the lullaby

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)