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the rain meme

Ah, rain—the precipitation that the whole world has a love/hate affair with. It waters the garden for free and ruins baseball games. It cools you off in the summer and it causes more ice and sleet to appear in the winter. Sometimes it is lovely and falls at a decent pace for a few hours, other times, it blasts the whole eastern seaboard away.

Poems and songs have been written about it, people have danced in it, others have cursed its entire existence, and still more refuse to go out and drive in it.

Now it’s time to roll some dice and see what the weather will have in store for you today.

directions

1. Comment with your character, series, preferences, etc in the subject.
2. Roll a number between 1-5 with the RGN for an intensity.
3. Roll 1-15 with the RGN for a situation.
4. Reply to other comments and play the scenario out!
5. Don’t catch a cold!

intensity

1. DRIZZLE ☂ It’s not too heavy or too light of a downpour, just enough to wash away stuff in the air, water the ground, and clean up the streets.

2. MONSOON ☂ It’s horrible and awful! Rain is coming down in buckets, no one can get anywhere, the wind is whipping everything about, and now the cable is out.

3. SHOWER ☂ Reminds you of early spring, doesn’t it? A nice shower to make everything all green and smell fresh again. Lovely.

4. FLOOD ☂ While rain is good, it can sometimes be bad. Grab a boat!

5. CATS & DOGS ☂ You’re lucky with this one. It’s not the worst storm in the world, but it’s still pretty heavy. Be careful when driving!

prompts

1. A DARK, STORMY NIGHT ☂ You know all those stories that start off with a stormy night before something goes wrong: a murder, an attack by ninjas, a crime. It is one of the best known clichés in the world, and you’re stuck in the middle of it.

2. HUMIDITY ☂ It’s that time of the year again when the humidity rises and the rain has two options: make it worse or make it go away. Good luck getting the latter.

3. GRAY RAIN OF DEPRESSION ☂ We all know this one. Stuck in the middle of no where, or right after an argument, or something that leads to angst, the rain decides to express someone’s feelings in a physical form, serious or over the top.

4. QUIET MORNING ☂ Nothing to do, nowhere to be… sometimes the rain is a welcomed addition to a quiet day. Gives you an excuse to stay in, curl up in a warm blanket and a book, maybe a loved one or a cup of hot chocolate. With sprinkles.

5. PUDDLES ☂ After it rains, what is the number one thing you have to do? Go put on some rubber boots and splash around of course!

6. SUDDEN STORM ☂ It might have been predicted, but sometimes storms just sweep in and do their thing with little to no warning. Hope you’re not outside.

7. THUNDER & LIGHTNING ☂ Loud, surprising, scary, ominous, comforting, fantastic to watch or listen to… some like thunder and lightning, others not so much. Of course, if this happens before a big confrontation, the universe is telling you something.

8. CAN’T GET WORSE ☂ You did not say that. You did not just say that. How many times does this need to be seen in movies and books before anyone learns?

9. STUCK ☂ No, no, no, no. This cannot be happening. What happened to the ten percent chance of rain? You forgot your umbrella and now you’re stuck in it!

10. RUINED PLANS ☂ You had all these wonderful plans to go outside, have some fun in the sunshine, do some errands, maybe a date… and the weather goes against them.

11. DANCING ☂ Sometimes rain is a cause for celebration, or you just feel like doing something spontaneous. Grab someone to join you and get wet!

12. RAIN BATTLE ☂ The most intense, important battles happen in the rain. Verbal spars, punching someone in the guts; it’s all dramatic and climatic. And no one slips.

13. DATE ☂ Aww, don’t let the weather ruin your date! It can be really romantic, being out in the rain, and it’s always fun to go with the flow.

14. A DAY INSIDE ☂ Sometimes, it’s just better to stay inside and enjoy something simple and easy like board games or catching up on TV shows, or maybe the bills.

15. WILD CARD ☂ Was there something I missed? Did you want to roll again or choose your own adventure? Go for it!

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[Hey, what Shouta drinks in his own time is between him and his neglected liver.]

Quality can be a subjective measure. [And it's hard to say, at this point, if he's simply being contrary for the sake of it. He had a reasoning behind it, a rationale, but it really didn't matter right now.] Proof is at least a solid form of evidence. [And not like there's any clever wordplay between a logical proof and alcoholic proof.]

[... even though it's only a small amount of time for Hizashi to mix drinks, Shouta does scoot over on the couch a bit to get closer to the sleeping kittens. He doesn't quite go so far as touching them or picking one up, but...]

[it's very clear in his eyes that he wants to]

[ Hizashi snorts at that rationale, and the wordplay. ]

Proof is a measure of strength. With that argument, you can just as easily say that the price of the liquor is the measure of quality.

[ He knows that comment is probably going to get an argument, and the grin on his pretty much says that's why he said it. He leans over to the side to get a look at Shouta while trying to finish up the last touches of his own drink -- only to see that Shouta wasn't quite where he left him. ]

[ He really shouldn't be surprised. Left unsupervised around cats of any age, Shouta's naturally going to gravitate towards them. It was unbearably adorable. Hizashi decides his drink is as good as finished, scoops up both glasses, and heads back into the living room. ] That's the secret to why the drinks I mix are always amazing. I dish out for the good stuff.

[It was the same as high school. Shouta was always very careful around cats. He showed utmost disdain for people who rushed at cats or cared more about petting cats than the animal's own comfort. Although, sometimes that meant, like now, he was just sort of longingly looking.]

[He does glance back at Hizashi's comments, though, he's not so far kitten-brained that he can't see an argument where it's building.]

It just means you spend more money. [And Shouta hated spending money, especially on himself. With his own place he was frugal to a fault. As much as he argued that, though, he doesn't argue that Hizashi's drinks aren't amazing. They are good. He just refuses to attribute it to anything but Hizashi being good.]

[With Hizashi coming back to the couch he does sort of- sullenly shuffle a bit away from the kittens. If they're going to be drinking and having a good time he didn't want to wake them. Except for the fact a part of him really does want them awake and demanding attention cutely.]

[ He snorts at Shouta's comment, but is pleased he doesn't get an argument against his drink mixing skills. ]

[ Hizashi almost sits on the side of Shouta away from the kittens, but thinks better of it at the last second. He drops down, right between Shouta and the kittens, with a bright and too innocent smile on his face. If Shouta wants those kittens, he's just going to have to crawl over Hizashi, now isn't he? Besides, didn't Shouta say something about needing to let them sleep..? ]

One gin and tonic~ [ He holds up Shouta's drink to him, coincidentally leaning forward in just the right way to block the view of the kittens. Shouta was too adorably focused on them for Hizashi to not tease him a little bit about it. ]

[His face scrunches up a little. Yes, of course, he loved Hizashi, but still when he did something as obvious as blocking his view of the kittens. Still, he would have to admit how he was staring at the kittens to really object.]

... thanks. [He's a bit grumbly as he takes it.]

[Rather than climb over Hizashi, he just sort of lets himself slump over on the other's shoulder. He'd comforted Hizashi earlier. He wasn't looking for comfort now. He just needed to be cozy in order to ignore how much he wanted to bother those kittens. Cozy and maybe a little drunk. He'll take a small, careful sip of alcohol.]

... it's good. [Not because of the money he spent on it! Purely on the merit of Hizashi as a drink mixer!]

[ He can't stop the quiet chuckle when Shouta slumps against his shoulder, clearly pouting at being denied access to the kittens. He should feel bad teasing him like this, but he knew they had the whole day to play with the kittens before they were tuckered out again. ]

Of course it's good~ I made it. [ He leaves off the bit about it also being the good gin. Instead, he wraps his arm around Shouta's shoulders and pulls him a little closer, just enough to feel cuddly. Maybe as a little bit of an apology, he presses a light kiss to Shouta's temple before leaning back into the couch to give him a clear view of the kittens. ]

Remember when I was 23 -- maybe 24? -- and I wanted to open a club? And pretty much all I did to try to prepare for it was to spend a month "researching" different drinks? There was this one with pineapples.. it was so fucking good. I think I was drunk when I made it, and I've never been able to figure out how the hell I made it. [ He takes a sip of his own drink -- not the mysterious pineapple booze of his younger days, but still pretty damn good. ]

[It's comfortable like this, too. He quietly relates it back to their earlier conversation. Some people might have preferences for whether they preferred holding someone or being held. Both were more than he had ever expected. He couldn't tell right now if he preferred one or the other.]

[He likes it, though, resting on Hizashi like this while listening to a story, kittens in the corner of his sight.]

You were 23. [he confirms, with a little nod into the other's shoulder. He remembered.] Maybe if you had the forethought to write it down, you'd know how to make it. [Not that it really mattered. Maybe it was only good because it was during that early chunk of their life, when they really could get through a week in a half-hungover kind of haze. It was definitely a simpler time.]

You kept telling me I could be the bouncer, if I wanted. At whatever club you were dreaming up. I don't know why, it's not just like I like fighting... [Except he really does.]

[ Hizashi leaned his head against the top of Shouta's, rubbing his thumb is a slow circle on the other's shoulder. Even with the upset from earlier, he couldn't help but feel that everything was perfect today. Shouta's weight was warm and comforting against his shoulder. He needed to make sure they had more days like this in the future - just the two of them, no work, no worries. Just them. ]

I think if I was sober enough to write it down, it wouldn't have come out so amazing. [ He grins at the foggy memory. The grin grows even more when he thinks about his constant insistence at Shouta being a bouncer. ]

You know, I'm thinking the whole club thing was an elaborate plan of mine just to get you into a tight shirt. Because, as everyone knows, all bouncers have to wear tight shirts. [ As teasing as he sounded, it wasn't actually very far from the truth. He remembered that at least being the primary reason for insisting on Shouta being a bouncer. ]

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[There was no way Shouta would have ever expected that. He looks a little surprised, still dealing with that idea of fundamental incompatibility between him and being attractive to Hizashi. Even when it was proved wrong, it was still a pretty long-lasting assumption of his life.]

Even if I'd agreed, I would have worn something baggy. [He notes simply. Sorry, Hizashi, his comfort is above most things. He wouldn't have even considered his body as a way to attract Hizashi's attention because, well, to him it was just a body. There was nothing particularly special about it. He says "even if" he agreed as if it wasn't on the table but, well...]

[Being a hero was always his primary goal. There was maybe a part of him, though, that would just be satisfied so long as he was with Hizashi.]

And I wouldn't know that. [And, sadly, Hizashi could probably not convince him every bouncer needed to wear a tight shirt and therefore he had to..]

[ He doesn't miss the way Shouta looks a little surprised. In Hizashi's world, it was taken for granted that everyone can see and appreciate how attractive Shouta was. He knew he shouldn't find it unusual that Shouta is surprised by the mention of it -- Shouta had voiced his opinion (or lack thereof) of appearances countless times. But Hizashi knows better than to try to directly make a comment on it, so instead, he pulls Shouta just a little bit closer. ]

Ahh, you're underestimating how determined I was to get you in a tight shirt. I'm pretty sure I had at least.. four? five? plans to get you in a tight bouncer shirt. If I remember right, I think one of them involved pretending there was a bouncer union and the shirts were part of a uniform.

[ He tries to hide his giggle in his drink as he takes another sip of it. The details of that particular plan had faded over the years, but just the fact that he thought it even remotely had a chance of success was enough to laugh over. ]

[He snorts a bit but doesn't object to Hizashi pulling him closer.]

You know, it was always irritating that you could have all the energy for plans and schemes and still did better than me on exams. [Then again, as meticulous as Shouta could sometimes be, studying and written tests were never his strong suit. People never assumed that between the two of them, Hizashi was actually the smarter one. They'd all been tricked by their outward appearances.]

... you know, you can ask now, right? [He didn't need an excuse to reasonably get him in a tight shirt.] I might still say no, though. I don't really care for tight-fitting things.

[Still, you know, he could ask.]

[ There's another giggle over the comment about how much energy he had. As energetic he managed to be now, he knew he somehow had even more in his late teens and early twenties. Which meant on top of trying to make a name for himself as a pro hero and get his radio show off the ground, he still had the energy for parties and a ridiculous number of grand plans for pretty much everything under the sun. ]

[ But then Shouta points out he can ask for him to do things like that now. ]

[ Hizashi's drink pauses just as he's getting ready to lower it. It had been a long time since he had given up his schemes and plans of getting Shouta into various appealing clothes -- and there certainly had been a lot of plans. The thought that now he didn't need his insane excuses... ]

Really? [ There's a look in his eye that says that maybe, just maybe, Shouta was going to regret putting that thought in his head. He leans his head to the side a little to look down at Shouta, a bright, cheeky grin on his face. ] Should I ask really, really nicely? Would that help my chances any?

[ He gives a light kiss to Shouta's temple. ] Because, you know-- [ a kiss to the cheek ] I have this shirt-- [ another kiss to the cheek ] in the back of the closet-- [ and he can't keep from giggling again as he litters Shouta's cheek with kisses ] that -- I think -- would -- just -- fit--!!

[He feels the regret immediately and takes a sizable drink of gin and tonic in preparation of the inevitable pestering. He was used to the pestering. He just doesn't quite expect it to have jumped up to the next level. The one cheek kiss is fine. He expected that. It was within logical bounds.]

[then two]

[then three, then four, and he definitely wasn't expecting that many. He is, perhaps, a little overwhelmed by it. His cheeks flush red in a way that can't be explained by alcohol alone.]

H- hey, you're being ridiculous, [Which, of course, was not one of Shouta's hard "no"s. Ridiculous just meant it was silly. It didn't mean stop.] You're not helping your chances by doing this. [He's leaned back a bit and held his glass away, a very meager defense against the onslaught of kisses.] You're just doing whatever you feel like, aren't you?

[And, well, it wasn't like he hated when Hizashi did whatever he felt like. Sometimes that felt like the only way moments like this would ever happen.]

[ If given a choice between the two, Hizashi would have definitely chosen giving Shouta kisses over getting him in a tight shirt. He was absolutely, without a doubt, just doing whatever he felt like right now. It was still a giddy thrill to be able to do that with him. Shouta’s blushing only encourages him to shower him in more kisses all over his cheek. ]

[ When Shouta tries to lean back some, Hizashi just pulls him closer with the arm over his shoulders, not allowing him to escape his fate. The drink in his other hand keeps well out of danger of spilling, clearly he's had experience in keeping his drink from spilling during his various antics over the years. ]

[ His giggling only gets worse the more he smothers Shouta with kisses. It almost seems like he's never going to let up -- until the sound of a tiny, high-pitched mew pierces through the room. He pauses mid-kiss, smushed against Shouta's cheek, just as another high-pitched cry starts up, and then the next thing they know both kittens are awake and mewling for attention. His giggling quickly turned into a whine, knowing exactly what was going to happen next. ]

[Luckily, he's too distracted to think about how naturally it comes to Hizashi. Hizashi with some sort of experience at this, some sort of talent, made total sense. It matched his worldview so when presented with that fact on top of everything else he could focus on, well, everything else.]

[The next thing to grab his attention is, well, the obvious.]

[Hizashi was pressed up against him and, in any other world, this would be the sort of situation he never imagined. He might not want to waste it, However-]

[This was his, now. Hizashi was whining because he knew what Shouta would choose. He would be disappointed. Still, they knew each other and they loved each other. So, the choice is easy as his brings his hand up and casually shoves Hizashi aside.]

[He takes another long drink before setting the glass down on the coffee table and standing up. He moves over to the kittens and-]

[Yep, good luck getting his attention back.]

[ Hizashi lets himself be shoved over easily, giving a pout that was mostly for show than anything else. It wasn't a pout that could hold out for long, though, with kittens crying and Shouta playing with them. With the couch to himself now, he lays on his stomach, stretched out over the length of the couch, watching Shouta. ]

[ It was hard keeping up the pout, though, when he could still feel where Shouta's stubble had rubbed at his lips and chin. He tries to hide the growing grin on his face behind his drink. ]

Mmm.. who's just doing whatever they feel like now, huh?

[ But as much as he had been pouting a minute ago, and as much as he tries to hide his grin, there's no hiding the warmness behind that teasing tone. ]

[The crying kittens are a bit soothed by having their big, dark playmat back. He doesn't move them out of the bed quite yet, checking over them and seeing how sleepy they are, if they were hungry...]

[... no, it was definitely playtime. He picks them up, cradling the two against his chest. He glances back at his lovestruck boyfriend. Shouta offers a very small smile.]

Well, it's a logical decision based on who needs me more. [those lips quirk up a bit, revealing teeth in that "kidding, sort of" way.]

... and while I only have the kittens for a night or two- I have you for much longer, right?

[ Hizashi snorts at the comment of who needs him more. He could try to protest that -- but those kittens did sound pretty needy, even in comparison to him. ]

[ Even when Shouta brings up how little time they had with the kittens, he tries not to think too far down that road. They already went there earlier, and he wasn't eager to dwell too much on that. More importantly was the follow-up question. It was meant as a tease, he knew, but that didn't stop his expression from softening. ] For as long as you'll have me, and then some.

[ He lifts his head from behind his drink, smiling up at Shouta like the lovesick idiot he is. It's clear he knows how sappy or cheesy that sounds, but there's no trace of being embarrassed by it. It might have been sappy, but it was true, after all. He knew Shouta well enough to know he thought it was the other way around, but if they both would stay with the other for as long as they would have them.. then wasn't that as good as saying they'd always have each other? Maybe it felt a little less like tempting fate this way. ]

[Shouta pointedly didn't say forever. Nothing in this world could last forever. Hizashi, who knows him so well, doesn't say forever either. That looks says forever, though. He wishes forever could be more logical. He wishes he could keep these kittens and keep Hizashi forever.]

I could agree to at least another fifteen years. [Fifteen years of ignoring their feelings, fifteen years of embracing them... Forty-five was optimistic, to him. That's a can of worms for another day, though.]

[He slumps down against the furniture, resting on the floor to become a mini jungle-gym for the kittens. They are very excited to get to explore again, although Shouta's hands limit them from exploring the full expanse of their new territory.]

[ Hizashi shuffles up on the couch to get closer to Shouta, still cradling his drink and smiling warmly. The last fifteen years felt like a lifetime, an eternity. While Shouta had a set outlook on how much time he realistically had left in life, Hizashi had steadfastly avoided ever thinking that far ahead. It had been such a short amount of time since they confessed their feelings for each other, and already the happiness in that period was almost overwhelming. If he could have at least fifteen years of this? That was definitely more than he had ever hoped for over the years. ]

[ He takes a deep drink from his glass and then lays his head down on the couch, reaching out with a hand to idly run it through Shouta's hair. Shouta looks so content. So happy. Hizashi's chest grows warm knowing that it's not just because of the kittens -- it's because of them. His voice is soft when he speaks, his fingers gently brushing against his hair. ] Yeah. At least, for sure.

[A combination of the rain and lounging with the kittens has left Shouta's hair a tangled mess as usual. His fingers will occasionally catch on tangles but Shouta doesn't flinch or let himself get too distracted from the kittens. That sort of touch is fine, after all.]

Good.

[At least. People had joked often that he'd never get rid of Hizashi. The joke was on them, though, because after a short while he'd never seriously tried to get rid of Hizashi. Instead, he'd assumed eventually Hizashi would grow out of him, get tired of him, something would separate them. How had Hizashi felt in those moments, he wonders. Did he think he could be discarded as an annoyance at any point?]

[It's so strange to think about, while a kitten idly paws at his finger like it's a bird to be hunted.]

So, there's no need for you to be jealous. Especially not of cats. [because, like, 80% of the time cats will win]

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