I'm Scott Summers and yeah I always need to wear these sunglasses, thanks for asking.
My Future Plans
Going back home.
My Talents
A lot of things.
Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food
Stuff that doesn't suck.
My Ideal Partner
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Height
5'8"
Body Type
Lean, athletic build
Smokes
No
Drinks
No (mostly because underage)
Drugs
No
Sign
Libra
Education
Xavier's Institute
Occupation
Student
Income
None
Children
No
Pets
No
Hobbies
Normal things
[This has been a message too long in the making. Loki feels ridiculous for taking so long to apologize and hopefully set the record straight, but he also doesn’t really know what to say. But, as they say, the start of a new year is the best time to try and start fresh.]
Hello,
I have been meaning to message you for some time but for once in my life, have been uncertain as to what to say. But that is only an excuse and I am trying to start this year off better.
So, my apologies for how I acted when we met a few months ago. I was not myself and I wish you to know that I would not normally act that way. Not anymore. I know you do not remember me, so I understand if you have no desire to speak with me again, but it felt wrong to not say something.
[Scott's honestly surprised to see this message from Loki. He, of course, hadn't forgotten about that day, and a part of him can't stop the rising anxiety as he hears from him again, but... he can admit that he also acted out of line. Sort of. Okay, so he still mostly blames the other man for most of what happened, but he knows he could've handled it better.
He thought that Loki would never try to reach out to him after that whole incident, but here's this message, directly addressing him. Apologizing.
Should he ignore it? He could, but that feels like a coward's approach.]
You were influenced by all that monster stuff, right? It's fine. I don't hold it against you or anything. So, um, apology accepted.
I was indeed. It seems you showed up during one of the more interesting times I’ve seen here this year.
Thank you. I truly do not typically act that way and would like to make it up to you, if you are ever interested. Perhaps we could get a coffee or tea sometime?
Not quite... Just that there is more than one demon named "Orthrus" that looks identical to the one you saw. Ones of the same race and name are interchangable, just like theres a bunch of Shisa's or Garm's or Jack Frost's.
As for how I became a demon, I had to kill the other Bel demons and then absorb their powers. Then I had to give up my humanity and soul.
[Jack Frost is a demon. Heh. But... he's honestly reading all this with a certain seriousness, because this is basically learning more about Kazuya's powers and everything. Stuff that helps define who he is.
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What makes Bel demons different?
Also you gave up your soul and humanity? You're pretty normal to me. Sans demon summoning and your healing and strength, but I don't consider those things related.
[Scott's smiling so stupidly at the watch though......]
thanks. just want to do right by them, you know? [Don't want to see any of them dead. Raven said that only she and Hank are left from the original X-Men and....... it feels bad if he thinks about it for long.]
yeah. especially at some point, you team starts to feel like your family. then you really have to watch over them.
they're a good group. there's five of us, including me and excluding my instructors. honestly? wasn't sure how we'd all fit together, but i think we're making it work. i want to make it work, i mean, that's part of my whole job, right? us relying on each other despite our different personalities and backgrounds.
[ half-hearted as it is, this isn't the first time he's whined about it and it won't be the last. not until he hits seven complaints. for symbolism. seven roller coaster rides in a row and the trials of giant plushie acquisition? the mind was willing but the body was weak.
though he feels better now that they've been sat in the ferris wheel long enough for its slow rotations to feel the same as sitting in an idling car. a really comfortable idling car, with a seat big enough for yosuke, scott, and the giant plush toy sat between them.
yosuke still hasn't figured out exactly what the plush is but that's okay. its face is inoffensively cute, though its round ears remind him of someone… which is why yosuke's arm rests atop its head, as if he's bodily petting it (or giving it a noogie).
at least now he has the presence of mind to offer scott his pick of their snacks. just the two: tri-coloured dango threaded together on its red string hanging from one hand, blushy-face patterned chocolate-covered banana sat on a stick in the other. he holds them up above the plush's head. instead of saying here, take one, he says, ]
Oh God, now I'm seeing stars from the fourth ride. Remind me to never do one of your challenges ever again.
[Scott would never do something as petty as forcing his friend to ride the same ride seven times in a row because of some prior challenge that he ended up failing on. Nope. Of course not. He just promised Yosuke that this is the actual way for someone to experience the carnival, because you have to get sick or else what is the point!! Okay, it might be a little bit of revenge, but Scott is definitely having fun-- even leaning against his friend at certain points because his world is a bit wobbly still.
It's nice. Scott even laughing a few times without care, especially when he hears Yosuke complain about the roller coaster. And after all that, after winning a giant stuffed plushie... it is honestly nice to just sit and relax with his friend. Actually enjoy this slower paced thing that they got going on, instead of going from one challenge to the next. Less of that upfront stupid teen behavior... even though it was fun being like that.
But leaning against the plush, Scott looks up when he sees the snacks offered above its head and he reaches up to take the dango. He's never tried something like this before, but sure, why not. He's actually in a mood for that today. Maybe because of Yosuke? First time they really spent a lot of time together since the virtual reality thing. It's nice though.]
But now you can tell everyone that you had a true carnival experience. This isn't a day you'll ever forget. [Uh, because of the rides, really.]
[While he hadn't been down to the gym Talon himself yet, Akihiko had talked about it and tried to drag him enough times that he knows exactly where it is. A strange first stop for a date, but he and Scott had decided that they were going to kick each other's asses first and foremost.
Classic teenage boy dates.
When Scott walks in, he lifts his head in acknowledgement, arms unfolding as he stands up from where he'd been leaning on the wall. Despite it supposedly being a date, Shinjiro definitely did not take any effort to dress up or out of the ordinary- Just a dark, neutral colour sweater and some jeans. Besides, it's also a fight, so why do anything fancy?
He lifts a hand to scratch at the pale mark on the side of his neck, going ahead and asking:]
[Is Scott just a little bit excited to shove Shinjiro to the ground spar with Shinjiro? Yeah, of course. That's probably the easiest thing to admit, because he likes it-- likes training against new people and see how he stacks against others. Oh, sure, it sucks when he loses, but it's a good reminder about how much he still needs to prepare, how much he needs to be better if he's going to lead the X-Men someday.
Definitely a weird first date though. Scott's aware enough to admit that. Hell, he sometimes feels like the normal one amongst some of his friends. Sometimes a funny feeling since he shoots lasers out of his eyes. But in a way, not unfamiliar either. He's kind of the most... 'normal' person of his team back home. It's fine, they're going to have a burgers and arcade after this, and that's completely normal.
Still, a sharp little grin is sent Shinjiro's way as the other teen greets him. He notices his current dress, something that is pretty ordinary, and he rolls his eyes.]
Seriously man? You're gonna go to our date dressed in sweaty clothes after this?
[He's wearing a gray shirt with sweats, but that's mostly because he's also carrying a bag over his shoulders that has a change of clothes-- jeans and a red t-shirt, nothing too special, but won't be drenched in sweat!!]
But sure, how about no powers this time? So, don't knock my glasses off.
[It’s the only verbal response Loki gives, at least for now. It wouldn’t surprise him if Scott did it, it’s not completely out of character by any means. And it would mean that Scott was naked in front of him, something Loki definitely wouldn’t mind. But as Scott leans up towards him, Loki thinks this isn’t so bad either.
He leans down, indeed closing the distance, but just before they kiss, he pauses, coming up just short. He’ll wait until Scott reacts in some way before fully closing the distances, anything to keep him just a little off balance. Loki is unsure why, but he really enjoys keeping Scott on his toes.]
[They're so close... the moment getting his eyes to flicker shut for a few seconds as he expects to feel the god's lips against his own. It'll probably be nice, right? Something worth waiting for.
And he waits. And waits.
But instead of feeling the warmth of his lips against his own, he feels nothing and Scott's eyes snap to catch the way Loki is almost smirking down at him-- and this asshole. His cheeks flush red at the tease and Scott's hands immediately grapple his shirt so that he can forcefully pull him down into an all demanding kiss-- one that has Scott's lips already parted while trying to claim the god's as his own.
No longer sweet and slow, just a teen wanting to bite back now.]
[ that alone isn't the surprising part to him. in spite of his preference for finding some flaw, moral conundrum, or general annoyance to pick at like a pock on the skin — especially when it comes to a hotheaded, human thing like Scott Summers — Getou is socially aware, engaging, curious. he plies Scott with questions about the safer parts of his stay in the Golden Peacock, what he likes to eat and drink, the kind of music he listens to. he smiles and laughs at his jokes, and for a little while, some of that miasma of dour sadness seems to part and let the sun in. once he'd agreed to go with his weapons down, drawbridge lowered, and portcullis raised, it was an inevitability. ]
[ not surprising — because Getou is a good liar. ]
[ an orgasm or two between them doesn't hurt. neither does being handsome: smartly dressed, hair half-down, alluring. when they fight over control of the crane games and Scott bests him at the first round of Skee Ball, heated looks are his trophies for winning. the best part of being competitive is being both winner and loser can feel good. ]
[ what is surprising is that, at some point, he thinks he genuinely might be having fun. the brick-by-slow-brick foundation Scott has lain since their first terse encounter have begun to begrudgingly pay off. for a moment of cynic disquiet, he wonders if Gojou put him up to this. ]
[ now, as Scott insists on walking him back to his suite "like a gentleman", prizes stuffed under arms and a half-eaten churro in one hand (he rarely seems to finish his food), he wonders if all of the answers to his unspoken questions for the night will become self-evident. their chatter has died down as they enter an empty elevator, floor-to-ceiling mirrors, and Getou thinks for a moment it might be a good place to kiss him. he doesn't, but the tension lingers in the air, in swiftly exchanged-and-broken glances. ]
[ the door dings open and he doesn't immediately move. ]
I'm down there, toward the right. [ cinnamon sugar clings to his thumb as he drops the dessert into a trash can they pass. he sucks it off of the webbing between his fingers as they head down the hall. ] I didn't actually think I'd have fun, you know.
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Hello,
I have been meaning to message you for some time but for once in my life, have been uncertain as to what to say. But that is only an excuse and I am trying to start this year off better.
So, my apologies for how I acted when we met a few months ago. I was not myself and I wish you to know that I would not normally act that way.
Not anymore.I know you do not remember me, so I understand if you have no desire to speak with me again, but it felt wrong to not say something.
-Loki
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He thought that Loki would never try to reach out to him after that whole incident, but here's this message, directly addressing him. Apologizing.
Should he ignore it? He could, but that feels like a coward's approach.]
You were influenced by all that monster stuff, right? It's fine. I don't hold it against you or anything. So, um, apology accepted.
I f’ed up that strike out SO BAD sorry!
Thank you. I truly do not typically act that way and would like to make it up to you, if you are ever interested. Perhaps we could get a coffee or tea sometime?
no worries! i gotchu
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@Kazuya
yeah. i understand where you're getting at. it's important to remember who we were before.
and i heard people like scars anyway.
[Does Kazuya really need a reminder? He seems pretty chill and everything... but it's clear that it's important to him.]
so you're basically saying most demons are interchangeable? kind of rude man :p as the king of demons.
but speaking of which... how did you become a demon?
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As for how I became a demon, I had to kill the other Bel demons and then absorb their powers. Then I had to give up my humanity and soul.
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What makes Bel demons different?
Also you gave up your soul and humanity? You're pretty normal to me. Sans demon summoning and your healing and strength, but I don't consider those things related.
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closes my eyes every time i have to talk about the bible in a thread w/ kazuya.
the true lesson from the bible
🔐
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@Akira
wow. nice one, man.
[Scott's smiling so stupidly at the watch though......]
thanks. just want to do right by them, you know? [Don't want to see any of them dead. Raven said that only she and Hank are left from the original X-Men and....... it feels bad if he thinks about it for long.]
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what was your team like back home?
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they're a good group. there's five of us, including me and excluding my instructors. honestly? wasn't sure how we'd all fit together, but i think we're making it work. i want to make it work, i mean, that's part of my whole job, right? us relying on each other despite our different personalities and backgrounds.
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@Prompto
a blast. uh-huh.
[He wonders if Prompto did that on purpose, but Scott huffs a laugh anyway.]
bring a ton of snacks. and if you want, i could show you other things i can blow up. been using the training rooms at the talon for that.
@Bakugo
[What the hell, he'll just say it upfront.]
so you're saying that you don't want me to massage you? you seemed to enjoy it last time in the showers.
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I SAID "IF I FEEL LIKE IT"!!
[that's a "yes" to the massage by the way.]
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"Genocide"...
Did I say that?
[ look sometimes you just have a bad day ]
I guess I did.
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glad you remember. great. if you're planning on bringing it again, don't. just saying that now.
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@dragonlord
[ well hello to you too ]
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didn't realize it was a big secret.
also he's your best friend, isn't he? that's what he said anyway.
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wb! good luck recovering~ ;w;
ty!! ;=;
1/2
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wow gj me i lost this tag + vacay and sick, i'll get my shit together someday i swear
hope you're feeling better!
ty i'm getting there ;w;b
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(action) — july 2025 tdm
( log. )
Dude, I'm still seeing stars from the third ride.
[ half-hearted as it is, this isn't the first time he's whined about it and it won't be the last. not until he hits seven complaints. for symbolism. seven roller coaster rides in a row and the trials of giant plushie acquisition? the mind was willing but the body was weak.
though he feels better now that they've been sat in the ferris wheel long enough for its slow rotations to feel the same as sitting in an idling car. a really comfortable idling car, with a seat big enough for yosuke, scott, and the giant plush toy sat between them.
yosuke still hasn't figured out exactly what the plush is but that's okay. its face is inoffensively cute, though its round ears remind him of someone… which is why yosuke's arm rests atop its head, as if he's bodily petting it (or giving it a noogie).
at least now he has the presence of mind to offer scott his pick of their snacks. just the two: tri-coloured dango threaded together on its red string hanging from one hand, blushy-face patterned chocolate-covered banana sat on a stick in the other. he holds them up above the plush's head. instead of saying here, take one, he says, ]
Oh God, now I'm seeing stars from the fourth ride. Remind me to never do one of your challenges ever again.
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It's nice. Scott even laughing a few times without care, especially when he hears Yosuke complain about the roller coaster. And after all that, after winning a giant stuffed plushie... it is honestly nice to just sit and relax with his friend. Actually enjoy this slower paced thing that they got going on, instead of going from one challenge to the next. Less of that upfront stupid teen behavior... even though it was fun being like that.
But leaning against the plush, Scott looks up when he sees the snacks offered above its head and he reaches up to take the dango. He's never tried something like this before, but sure, why not. He's actually in a mood for that today. Maybe because of Yosuke? First time they really spent a lot of time together since the virtual reality thing. It's nice though.]
But now you can tell everyone that you had a true carnival experience. This isn't a day you'll ever forget. [Uh, because of the rides, really.]
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text; un: cerberus
It seems my lack of hobbies truly has me in a predicament that filling my time is sometimes an arduous affair.
text; un: cyclops
sure, just be prepared to lose. :p
but i'll show you around the different games.
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ACTION -> Date Auction Follow-up.
Classic teenage boy dates.
When Scott walks in, he lifts his head in acknowledgement, arms unfolding as he stands up from where he'd been leaning on the wall. Despite it supposedly being a date, Shinjiro definitely did not take any effort to dress up or out of the ordinary- Just a dark, neutral colour sweater and some jeans. Besides, it's also a fight, so why do anything fancy?
He lifts a hand to scratch at the pale mark on the side of his neck, going ahead and asking:]
Hey. You got any rules in mind?
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shove Shinjiro to the groundspar with Shinjiro? Yeah, of course. That's probably the easiest thing to admit, because he likes it-- likes training against new people and see how he stacks against others. Oh, sure, it sucks when he loses, but it's a good reminder about how much he still needs to prepare, how much he needs to be better if he's going to lead the X-Men someday.Definitely a weird first date though. Scott's aware enough to admit that. Hell, he sometimes feels like the normal one amongst some of his friends. Sometimes a funny feeling since he shoots lasers out of his eyes. But in a way, not unfamiliar either. He's kind of the most... 'normal' person of his team back home. It's fine, they're going to have a burgers and arcade after this, and that's completely normal.
Still, a sharp little grin is sent Shinjiro's way as the other teen greets him. He notices his current dress, something that is pretty ordinary, and he rolls his eyes.]
Seriously man? You're gonna go to our date dressed in sweaty clothes after this?
[He's wearing a gray shirt with sweats, but that's mostly because he's also carrying a bag over his shoulders that has a change of clothes-- jeans and a red t-shirt, nothing too special, but won't be drenched in sweat!!]
But sure, how about no powers this time? So, don't knock my glasses off.
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Escaping Captcha Hell.
Hmmm…
[It’s the only verbal response Loki gives, at least for now. It wouldn’t surprise him if Scott did it, it’s not completely out of character by any means. And it would mean that Scott was naked in front of him, something Loki definitely wouldn’t mind. But as Scott leans up towards him, Loki thinks this isn’t so bad either.
He leans down, indeed closing the distance, but just before they kiss, he pauses, coming up just short. He’ll wait until Scott reacts in some way before fully closing the distances, anything to keep him just a little off balance. Loki is unsure why, but he really enjoys keeping Scott on his toes.]
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And he waits. And waits.
But instead of feeling the warmth of his lips against his own, he feels nothing and Scott's eyes snap to catch the way Loki is almost smirking down at him-- and this asshole. His cheeks flush red at the tease and Scott's hands immediately grapple his shirt so that he can forcefully pull him down into an all demanding kiss-- one that has Scott's lips already parted while trying to claim the god's as his own.
No longer sweet and slow, just a teen wanting to bite back now.]
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[ that alone isn't the surprising part to him. in spite of his preference for finding some flaw, moral conundrum, or general annoyance to pick at like a pock on the skin — especially when it comes to a hotheaded, human thing like Scott Summers — Getou is socially aware, engaging, curious. he plies Scott with questions about the safer parts of his stay in the Golden Peacock, what he likes to eat and drink, the kind of music he listens to. he smiles and laughs at his jokes, and for a little while, some of that miasma of dour sadness seems to part and let the sun in. once he'd agreed to go with his weapons down, drawbridge lowered, and portcullis raised, it was an inevitability. ]
[ not surprising — because Getou is a good liar. ]
[ an orgasm or two between them doesn't hurt. neither does being handsome: smartly dressed, hair half-down, alluring. when they fight over control of the crane games and Scott bests him at the first round of Skee Ball, heated looks are his trophies for winning. the best part of being competitive is being both winner and loser can feel good. ]
[ what is surprising is that, at some point, he thinks he genuinely might be having fun. the brick-by-slow-brick foundation Scott has lain since their first terse encounter have begun to begrudgingly pay off. for a moment of cynic disquiet, he wonders if Gojou put him up to this. ]
[ now, as Scott insists on walking him back to his suite "like a gentleman", prizes stuffed under arms and a half-eaten churro in one hand (he rarely seems to finish his food), he wonders if all of the answers to his unspoken questions for the night will become self-evident. their chatter has died down as they enter an empty elevator, floor-to-ceiling mirrors, and Getou thinks for a moment it might be a good place to kiss him. he doesn't, but the tension lingers in the air, in swiftly exchanged-and-broken glances. ]
[ the door dings open and he doesn't immediately move. ]
I'm down there, toward the right. [ cinnamon sugar clings to his thumb as he drops the dessert into a trash can they pass. he sucks it off of the webbing between his fingers as they head down the hall. ] I didn't actually think I'd have fun, you know.
[ this from the guy who wants a smooch ]