Lucifer will pull back from the teasing, for now. Familial bullying is a tradition in some families and this one is clearly one such family. Still, he will show mercy. And Ozzie isn't all lust, all the time. He's fun. If he ever shows up, he will gladly introduce Macaque's children to him. Sorry, love. Extended family rules and all that.
"Would it also help if I put pressure somewhere? Rubbing an arm or hand on your shoulder? Head pats?" Lucifer offers as the scratches and bruising heal away with the warmth of his Spring magic.
Macaque will grumble in the background if that eventuality should ever come to pass. Not because he objects to his kids being sexual, he would love to see them with their own kids, it's more having to watch it himself that's a little weird. Probably for them more than him.
"Pressure it is." He uses his whole palm to spread the cream over the affected area.
[ Yuzuki lets out a quiet breath, relaxing just a little more. A little … a little more. Macaque will be able to hear the tension leaking away drip by drop; the feathers drooping from their tight bristle; the way he can take a full, deep breath. He's settled enough that he doesn't flinch or fuss or bare his teeth at all while Macaque works. ]
[ (Settled enough to remember trusting Dique with the back of their neck when he was the one and only person standing between them and oblivion.) ]
— Yes. [ That's to Lucifer, and Yuzuki clumsily reaches out with one of his still-mittened hands. He hesitates, then adds, ] Can we, um. … Can we stay with you tonight? … Both of you? Being, um. Held. Helps. Background noise.
[ it's hard to see his face, what with the cushion he's hiding against. but his ears, y'all. his ears. they're so red. ]
Yeah, yeah ... [ maybe they deserve to be lovey idiots after this shitshow. maybe he's as glad as anyone else in the system that these two have found such love, joy, and comfort in one another. ] Be as schmoopy as you want. It's fine.
"In exchange, how about fluffy sweaters and a sneak peek at a duck I'm making for you, Yuzuki? Because we can attempt to curb our lovey dovey behavior but it is difficult to do so. And the cuter we are, the less likely we are to bully you. So there is a silver lining to it all."
Macaque muffles a laugh behind his free hand. "I'll keep all bullying to the absolute minimum." Really, he doesn't bully Choco or her alters much at all, only when it's a revenge mission.
"Ready? I'll portal us all over there. You can wash your face in my bathroom." Pick a sink, any sink.
[ He's quiet for a moment, processing maybe, but then he gets to thinking about fluffy sweaters and — ooohhh no no no, that's a bad thought, bad enough to make him shiver and cringe, fingers twitching. ] … Need to grab our weighted hoodie and shadow blanket from our room. Texture thing. But. Yeah. Ready.
"Okay. No fluffy sweaters but weighted hoodie and shadow blanket. Your dad knows where they are, I'm sure. Shadow portals and all. Let us know when you're ready to move, okay?" He squeezes the hand in his.
"And yes. A duck. I'm not finished with it yet but I can give you a little peek at my progress when you're ready."
Macaque grabs the requested items from a portal like he knew just where they were. He then proceeds to make the shadow blanket bigger, stretching each of the sides until it could easily fit three people.
[ … Lucifer really is making a duck. For him. That's — ]
[ It's enough to leave Yuzuki speechless. Shy in a way that he ... isn't. Shouldn't be, can't be, because he exists for a purpose. Yuzuki's shadow tries to say what he himself can't, by bonking its forehead against Lucifer's shadow's shoulder. It's an echo of one of Choco's habits, partially rerouted avian instinct and partially learned from Donnie. A sign of affection; of trust, and family. ]
[ Yuzuki (... somewhat belatedly) nods. He's more than ready to get out of here. ]
Lucifer doesn't say anything. He nods that he is ready. With the shadow forehead bump against his shoulder, the King of Hell smiles. He watches his own shadow as he reaches up to try and gently pat the shadow on the head with his own shadow. It's a little clumsy but he manages to get it to work.]
Macaque smiles to himself as he feels the two shadows interacting. Good. Lucifer is going to be Yuzuki's family, and in a way he already is, so it's nice to see them this way.
Macaque portals all of them into his nest. It doesn't even feel like they moved, that's how gentle the transition is.
He fluffs out the shadow blanket and draws down Yuzuki's shirt, handing over the weighted hoodie.
"Settle how you want to and we'll move to either side of you. All the pressure you could want."
[ Yuzuki's wings (which are kind of a mess after everything that happened, he'll have to fix them … ugh, later) puff up adorably when Lucifer pats his shadow's head. Goddamn Choco's propensity for blushing at the drop of a hat; his cheeks are on fire. ]
[ After what may have been the gentlest portal this world has ever seen, they're in Macaque's nest. Yuzuki makes a quiet sound of gratitude. ]
Hang on, I need to … [ Stick his head through a portal of his own making so he can clean himself up using one of Macaque's sinks. Could he have portalled over there properly, or used his legs? Yes. Did he want to? Haha. Ha. Ha. No. ]
[ Once he's satisfied that all the blood and gunk is gone, he accepts the hoodie, wiggles into it, and finally proceeds to faceplant into the nest with a quiet groan. ]
[ ... He pauses. Lets out a little, ah like he just remembered something. And then a pile of knives appears on the floor just outside the nest. ]
Lucifer admires the control needed to move them so easily. He chuckles and settles into the nest once Yuzuki is down and the knives put outside the nest. He lays on the left of the shadow pigeon so Macaque can be on the right.
"So. The knives, if I am right, are a clear Wash influence. Am I right?"
[ Yuzuki embarks on some Subtle and Stately (decidedly cat-like) shuffle-wiggles to get as comfy as he possibly can. ]
Hah. Yeah. [ Huffs a laugh. ... After a short pause, he decides against mentioning that time or two Wash very nearly stabbed her. ] They ended up sharing a room back in Kyriakos. By choice, to help with the nightmares. [ Another pause. Choco won't be able to tell them what tonight was all about ... maybe it'd help if he tried to? ] And he was her first teacher. They both picked up a lot of habits from each other.
And ... well. Choco's got a hell of a lot of power at her disposal these days. [ He wiggles his fingers like, hi, yes, it's me, I am part of that power, hello ] But she feels safer when she's got options. Knives, punching, yelling for her dads.
[ plural very intended. ]
[ And then, after another pause to consider Macaque's offer, he nods cautiously. ]
You can try, I just might need to tell you to stop. That nightmare takes every sensory issue we have and magnifies it by ... [ ... ] a lot.
Lucifer just melts hearing the dads plural. And it doesn't feel accidental or a slip up. He lays on the other side of Yuzuki and is careful to not touch too much. He remembers where was very sensitive on his temporary pigeon body and makes sure to avoid any of those spaces. Still he smiles and holds out his hands for Yuzuki's, if he wants them held.
"Let us know whatever you need. More quiet, more noise, less touches, and the like. Or if you need to feel a texture. Fluffy, soft, rough, warm, slimy. I can turn into pretty much any animal so if petting a dog or a cat would help right now, let me know. Or feathers. Like an owl. Okay?"
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"Would it also help if I put pressure somewhere? Rubbing an arm or hand on your shoulder? Head pats?" Lucifer offers as the scratches and bruising heal away with the warmth of his Spring magic.
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"Pressure it is." He uses his whole palm to spread the cream over the affected area.
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[ (Settled enough to remember trusting Dique with the back of their neck when he was the one and only person standing between them and oblivion.) ]
— Yes. [ That's to Lucifer, and Yuzuki clumsily reaches out with one of his still-mittened hands. He hesitates, then adds, ] Can we, um. … Can we stay with you tonight? … Both of you? Being, um. Held. Helps. Background noise.
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"I don't mind if you do. We can hold you close and cuddle. What do you think, Macaque?"
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"You'll have to put up with us being lovey idiots." Fair warning.
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[ it's hard to see his face, what with the cushion he's hiding against. but his ears, y'all. his ears. they're so red. ]
Yeah, yeah ... [ maybe they deserve to be lovey idiots after this shitshow. maybe he's as glad as anyone else in the system that these two have found such love, joy, and comfort in one another. ] Be as schmoopy as you want. It's fine.
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"Ready? I'll portal us all over there. You can wash your face in my bathroom." Pick a sink, any sink.
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[ A duck? For Yuzuki? For him? … What? ]
[ … ]
[ What. ]
[ He's quiet for a moment, processing maybe, but then he gets to thinking about fluffy sweaters and — ooohhh no no no, that's a bad thought, bad enough to make him shiver and cringe, fingers twitching. ] … Need to grab our weighted hoodie and shadow blanket from our room. Texture thing. But. Yeah. Ready.
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"And yes. A duck. I'm not finished with it yet but I can give you a little peek at my progress when you're ready."
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"Here we go. Ready? I'll make it a soft landing."
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[ It's enough to leave Yuzuki speechless. Shy in a way that he ... isn't. Shouldn't be, can't be, because he exists for a purpose. Yuzuki's shadow tries to say what he himself can't, by bonking its forehead against Lucifer's shadow's shoulder. It's an echo of one of Choco's habits, partially rerouted avian instinct and partially learned from Donnie. A sign of affection; of trust, and family. ]
[ Yuzuki (... somewhat belatedly) nods. He's more than ready to get out of here. ]
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Macaque portals all of them into his nest. It doesn't even feel like they moved, that's how gentle the transition is.
He fluffs out the shadow blanket and draws down Yuzuki's shirt, handing over the weighted hoodie.
"Settle how you want to and we'll move to either side of you. All the pressure you could want."
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[ After what may have been the gentlest portal this world has ever seen, they're in Macaque's nest. Yuzuki makes a quiet sound of gratitude. ]
Hang on, I need to … [ Stick his head through a portal of his own making so he can clean himself up using one of Macaque's sinks. Could he have portalled over there properly, or used his legs? Yes. Did he want to? Haha. Ha. Ha. No. ]
[ Once he's satisfied that all the blood and gunk is gone, he accepts the hoodie, wiggles into it, and finally proceeds to faceplant into the nest with a quiet groan. ]
[ ... He pauses. Lets out a little, ah like he just remembered something. And then a pile of knives appears on the floor just outside the nest. ]
Won't need those with you two here ...
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"So. The knives, if I am right, are a clear Wash influence. Am I right?"
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"Undoubtedly. Staying over with Wash is a lesson in not impaling yourself."
"Let me know if you want me to preen your wings. I'm pretty good at it."
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Hah. Yeah. [ Huffs a laugh. ... After a short pause, he decides against mentioning that time or two Wash very nearly stabbed her. ] They ended up sharing a room back in Kyriakos. By choice, to help with the nightmares. [ Another pause. Choco won't be able to tell them what tonight was all about ... maybe it'd help if he tried to? ] And he was her first teacher. They both picked up a lot of habits from each other.
And ... well. Choco's got a hell of a lot of power at her disposal these days. [ He wiggles his fingers like, hi, yes, it's me, I am part of that power, hello ] But she feels safer when she's got options. Knives, punching, yelling for her dads.
[ plural very intended. ]
[ And then, after another pause to consider Macaque's offer, he nods cautiously. ]
You can try, I just might need to tell you to stop. That nightmare takes every sensory issue we have and magnifies it by ... [ ... ] a lot.
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"Let us know whatever you need. More quiet, more noise, less touches, and the like. Or if you need to feel a texture. Fluffy, soft, rough, warm, slimy. I can turn into pretty much any animal so if petting a dog or a cat would help right now, let me know. Or feathers. Like an owl. Okay?"