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amyyythestarry · 1 year ago

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EVE OF THE MOONS PROLOGUE CHAPTER 2.

You can listen to any song you want to this, I’m too lazy to list any songs.

But…

Amber by 311

Sins ( let me in ) by Kanii

Definitely :))).

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[ Eve Of The Moons ]

Prologue Part 2 :

Lovesick.

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The first thing the boy saw when he snapped open his eyes was eyes staring back.

The person who those eyes belonged to was someone totally unfamiliar to him.

A masculine looking person with shiny light green eyes, platinum blonde 3A hair, beige vitiligo skin, wearing a simple white buttoned up shirt, baggy jeans and a cardigan adorned with pink and red flowers, crouched over his figure lying still in the coffin.

The male looking person’s eyebrows arose, and their smile got brighter upon seeing the boy’s eyes open.

“Ah, you're awake! Good morning sleeping beauty~.” The person said, their voice mellifluous, clasping their hands together.

The boy in the coffin merely stared, not saying or gesturing a single thing back.

“How was your sleep?”

Still not a reply back. Even his hitodama was unmoving.

Despite that, the person smiled widely and lovingly at him.

“I can’t believe I’m seeing your face so close… It’s as lovely as it is through glass~.” They inched closer to the boy’s face, observing every feature on it and his big amber eyes, that widened a little by how close the person was.

They lifted themself up and away from the boy, clearing their throat with slightly flushed cheeks.

“My apologies, that was really rude…. I’m Ryoriku Liam, your new tailor.”

The boy turned his head towards the male named Liam. Now he’s certain he’s never seen this guy before, and it wasn’t just his brain messing up his memories.

‘New tailor…?’ He thought.

“Yugi Tsukasa. Yugi Tsukasa…. Yugi, Tsukasa…” Ryoriku tested the name on his tongue.

“May I call you Tsukasa-kun?”

Tsukasa made no affirming gesture. But, he did finally make the effort in getting up from his lying position in his coffin, unfolding his arms across his chest and setting them beside him. His hitodama followed his movement.

He flexed his fingers and bended his limbs, like he was testing if they moved or not.

They were definitely stiff, it was hard to move. But, he could deal with it.

Ryoriku watched Tsukasa stretch, waiting patiently for his answer, If he was even going to get one.

But he never did, not as Tsukasa finished stretching and resumed the staring contest.

“…… Well… Tsukasa-san, you can call me Liam.”

Tsukasa allowed himself to look at the small mole on Liam’s face under his left eye instead of his green eyes. Processing what Liam had said, the boy nodded his head very slowly.

The tailor smiled. “Very well. It’s almost 6:00 AM, and you should make an entrance before everyone fully wakes up.”

“Is it ok if we start now? Getting ready, I mean.”

Liam stepped to the side, revealing a utility cart trolley that had several clothes hanging on it.

Tsukasa wondered where it came from, but he mumbled a single “Ok”. His voice was very unused too.

Liam tilted his head to the side, walking closer towards Tsukasa again. He took one of Tsukasa’s cool brown hands into his, raising it up to his mouth and kissing the tips of his clients dead gray fingernails.

Tsukasa took notice of the way Liam held his one hand with two of his own.

Liam started pointing to each fashionable item on the cart, all of them were full outfits. A plain long sleeved button up shirt with a deep purple waist coat and relaxed black trousers. A white Victorian shirt, and dark mauve Zouave trousers. The last outfit was a white western shirt, black kimono with royal purple at the end of the sleeves, the bottoms were mauve gray. Topped with a hat.

The last one caught his eye, so he pointed at it.

Tsukasa always found himself unable to speak whenever he woke up from his month-long naps. It wore off after a while.

Liam clapped his hands, “Alright, we’ll go with that one!”

“Doesn’t take long for a spirit to get ready, does it? You’ll dress up and greet the rest of the building!”

A few short minutes later Tsukasa was fully dressed with the kimono he chose.

He wore a few extra accessories of choice that his tailor had. A peace symbol earring pierced into his left ear, crystal amethyst moon necklace with a few silver rings.

Liam exclaimed, saying Tsukasa looked perfect, “Just like he always did”, whatever that meant.

The black haired blasian boy wondered who was paying his tailor to be so nice?

All of his other tailors that he could remember were bossy and impatient. Simply just rude.

Their personality always bothered his big brother, but never himself. He had enough sympathy to think that they were always just having a bad day, or if they’re usually just like that.

But the reason they aren’t his tailors anymore is because, one bad comment directed his way, and his brother would kick them out, demanding to never grace their presence again. No payment and all.

This new tailor's personality seemed self-pleasing. Maybe Liam usually likes being presentable, or he wants a good check.

Liam looked about his age, why was he working as a tailor? Why was he working at all? I mean, people in the Far Shore could work at any age, literally. But he looked a little bit….. Near Shore-ish….? His aura wasn’t supernatural or paranormal at all.

But, either way, it didn't matter to Tsukasa. Wouldn’t matter if he had no tailor at all.

Tsukasa looked in the big long mirror, sitting right next to his window. He swears he saw this mirror move with freewill before. But he couldn’t remember all that.

He saw himself and couldn’t help but finally appreciate his brother’s unnecessary hard and time-consuming work of finding tailors for him.

He’s never worn a kimono before. Never when it mattered all that much. When he was human, or half human, his generation of people were dressing however they wanted, didn’t have to be traditional. That was on the eventful days.

He’s never worn one before. But he was glad he got the chance.

For the first time in a month, he saw himself smiling gleefully. He twirled around, getting a brief view of all of his angles, and held that smile.

Liam stood right behind him, putting a hand on Tsukasa’s shoulder.

“Not bad, right?”

Tsukasa nodded rapidly.

He chuckled, “I forgot one more special accessory to give you, stay right there,” then walked away.

In the meantime, Tsukasa looked left and right for his phone.

He forgot how he had got it back after losing it when he died, but it was the same one he had when living.

As a supernatural, to him, there was only one purpose of possessing an iphone.

It held numerous memories Tsukasa couldn’t hold onto in his mind, even if he tried. And trust him, he wouldn’t let them go purposely.

His iphone was under the bed in his room that he never even used, not even when able to wake up after a night's long sleep, like most people.

Tsukasa will admit, it was absolutely useless to look back at memories. Those things in the past aren’t what’s important to the world’s future anymore. Not his either, because he doesn’t even have one. Not anymore, not ever even. All he could do was look back at the past on a small glass screen.

All the pictures of a certain pink haired boy and other familiars filled up his camera roll. People which he deemed important, in some cases, in some matters.

He refused to believe that he wanted to demote them to anything unimportant.

Even if he had to watch those memories flow away from the presents.

He honestly didn’t know what was present, past or future anymore.

Maybe that was only his terrible conception of time though?

Tsukasa didn’t get a chance to scroll though the memories when he was pushed back in front of the mirror from behind.

He felt a lukewarm hand grasp his left, cold one with delicacy, softly holding it up a little to glance at all of his fingers. Then, with the other hand, Liam held a ring, a multi-shade purple one, with a questionable design, and slid it onto Tsukasa’s ring finger.

Tsukasa held his left hand up, eye length, staring at the ring’s violet, amethyst, eggplant purple shades with hints of macaron yellow and indigo blue.

It was a pretty ring, he admitted to himself. But he didn’t know why it was given to him. He had enough rings.

He turned and looked at a close eyed smiling Liam, then to the ring, and back at Liam.

“Is it pretty? The colors fit you well.” He complimented.

Tsukasa had to agree, and just consented to having it on and not question.

But looking down at Liam’s fingers, on his right hand ring finger, the same ring was being worn, but with shades of pink with hints of the same shade yellow and regular purple.

He didn’t ask Liam about it, but he decided to do it some other time instead. Maybe once he got to know his tailor better.

Liam’s hands slyly slid onto the sides of Tsukasa's waist, while Tsukasa was too busy staring at his ring.

It was now 5:50 AM. This was the time people started getting up and greeting the day. Their plan was to come out before people crowded the building, so they had to go down immediately.

Liam led Tsukasa to the door, even though he knew where it was, and they both walked out, and his hitodama followed.

It had been a while since Tsukasa saw the building's exterior, but he could never forget it, since he’s been here for over 53 years. The walls were plain pearl white, the floors were marble off white tiles, and the halls were decorated with bats, pumpkins, and ghost garlands. The lighted candles that hung on the walls were replaced with jack-o-lanterns burning with yellow, red and orange light. The pumpkins all had different expressions and all of them were colored differently.

Tsukasa observed each one while speed-walking down the hallway. He decided that his favorite one was a regular, circular, orange one, a fanged smile and furrowed eyes lit with fire looking at him, and he looked back.

It kind of looked like him. But as a devious-looking Halloween pumpkin.

It was alive. It shook with high-pitched, eerie laughter at his mesmerized face, then went back to being still.

It’s not like he hadn’t seen a living pumpkin before, but no living pumpkin had ever acknowledged his existence.

“I really like that one,” he said out loud to himself.

“Why is that?” Liam responded, although he didn’t look back to him, so Tsukasa doubted he even knew what he was talking about.

“It looks a little like me.”

Liam looked up and thought.

“Yeah, it did.”

I guess he did know what he was talking about.

They continued speed walking down the hall and got to the white elevator plated with gold rims and a a big dark red number on it. ‘7’. Having to wait for it to come back down, and once it did the elevator door opened and out came three carts being pushed by three small, pink bunnies each.

The two boys waved at the creatures and they waved back. Then got on the elevator, pressing the button ‘1’.

Tsukasa wondered some more. Because there was never enough to not think about.

He wondered if Liam was new to the castle, he seemed to know exactly where they were going though. But if so, how come Tsukasa never sees him? Maybe he forgot there was a person like him in here, or maybe he just hasn't seen him.

He wondered if his brother was on the first floor anywhere. Maybe his brother was waiting for him? He hoped so. He hasn’t seen him in a second. Not conscious, especially.

He wondered if he would run into some of his other supernatural associates, like he always did. He probably would.

He wondered some more, lost in thought, and the elevator filled with soft rhythmic music that made him unconsciously tap his right foot in the same patterns. Liam held his hands behind his back, and looked away, while Tsukasa kept his hands by his side, looking at the floor.

Liam’s aura was a little neurotic, but Tsukasa ignored that.

They had made it to the first floor and before they could get out of the elevator they turned to see the pink bunny creatures bombarding them. Or, just Tsukasa.

“Tsukasa-chan, Tsukasa-chan! Welcome back, good morning!!” One jumped on him, looking a little different from the rest. Only one big eye and black fur.

He smiled, despite not knowing if the bunny knew him personally.

The black creature took something from behind their back with their long ear, and offered it to him. “Here, have candy, have candy!”

He took it into his palm. It was cherry flavored.. Hard candy? Of some sort.

Tsukasa’s never had this kind of candy. On the packaging it read “Oguran ho-chan”.

But he didn’t think twice before opening it, putting it into his mouth and biting into it with his sharp, fanged right tooth.

Hm, it had cherry juice in it.

The other creatures continued to smother Tsukasa with greetings and candy/snacks. “Hello Tsukasa-chan! Here are some more Sakuranbo-chan candies!” “These ones are my favorite, and I’m giving them to you because you’re my favorite twin! Cookies & Cream Pockys!” “I know you like weird-tasting stuff, so I found these Sasebo Burger Drops and tomato flavored hard candies!!”

By the time they were down dropping sweets in front of him, Liam and him decided to carefully scoot out of the elevator so it wouldn’t close on them, and so that the mound of candy didn’t get in.

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“Oh wow…” Liam spoke, chuckling amusingly.

“Yeah….. I wasn’t expecting that..”

“Did they do this last time? Last time you woke up again?”

Tsukasa turned towards him, “Well… I don’t really remember..”

He put his hands on his hips, eyebrows scrunched with a puzzling expression. “What am I gonna do with all of these?”

Liam looked at the mound of ‘gifts’ Tsukasa received. He squinted at one and picked it up.

“….. Taro…. Kimchi flavored squid snacks-“

Tsukasa gasps out of nowhere. “Ahh, Bontan Ame!”

He held the candies up to Liam’s face, a long black box with lemons on it.

“I’ve never had these before. Do you like them?”

Tsukasa nods with a wide smile.

Liam smiles at him, “You like sour candies, huh.” He didn’t ask anyone in particular, it was more of a mental note.

The supernatural’s hitodama, the one with a teal blue center, swirled around the mound speedily, to the point where it covered it in black smoke. Once it stopped, the gifts were gone.

All except for the Bontans Tsukasa held in his hand.

The duo started walking again, but they didn’t have a direction in mind. Tsukasa thought they were finding his brother, he had no idea what Liam was thinking.

But he could see that they were gradually walking up to a mid-height person, with short copper ginger dreads, and their back facing them.

“And then he just stared us right in the eyes, continuing to dig in his bag for his ID. Just tell people we’re hiring already, pleeease-!”

“Nope, no, nada. We don’t need anymore staff-“

“Fire some, if you have to! People think we’re open for employment-“

“We’ll just put out an announcement on social media saying we’re not open for employment. We’ll put it on every platform. Is that better?”

The person that the ginger was talking to sounded a bit insincere and sarcastic, but their voice sounded awfully familiar.

“You don’t even care, do you?” Asked the ginger flatly.

“Why would I?”

Their conversation didn’t seem to go on, but maybe they were looking at each other in a certain way.

Liam and Tsukasa stopped right in front of the ginger.

Were they looking for these people?

The blonde boy, as politely as possible, tapped the person on the shoulder lightly. They turned around and looked down at the shorter boys, as well as the other person.

Tsukasa glanced at the ginger, and then at the person they were talking to.

A short black haired boy, brown skinned and the same height as him, with two amber orbs.

“I’m sorry–”

Gasping and accidentally pushing the other two people out of his way, Tsukasa exclaimed and jumped right onto the person who ( once ) stood in front of all of them.

“AMANNNNEEEE!!!”

Almost every person on the first floor looked over at where the squeal came from, which, thankfully, were a small number of people. But there was no saying if the second floor could hear, or even the third…

Both of them crashed to the ground, and that made an even louder noise, and also knocked down a small table nearby sending a glass vase flying.

Liam and the ginger sweatdropped, looking at the two and quickly glancing over to the other.

“I’m sorry…. If we interrupted something…”

Tsukasa squeezed the life out of the look-alike, and the said person laid on the ground in short shock. Before they looked at Tsukasa’s head and smiled.

“Hey Tsukasa…” Mumbled the boy identical to Tsukasa, in a raspy voice due to his squeezing.

“I missed you so so so so so so so much!!”

“Can you loosen up..?”

He squeezed even harder before finally letting go a little, having his hands on ‘Amane’’s shoulders.

“Oh, your Tsukasa, right?” The ginger asked.

Tsukasa turned to him, answering with a ‘yeah’ even though he had no idea who the guy was.

Amane stood up and brushed off his attire, a long sleeved black formal shirt and black slacks, fixed his hat, cleared his throat and decided to ignore the table and vase that fell over, acting like nothing just happened.

Tsukasa got up with him.

“Tsukasa, this is Akane, my quote-unquote work colleague.” He winked towards Akane, the title seemed a little ‘exaggerated’, like they were adults and businessmen working in offices. But Tsukasa didn’t know how old Akane even was. He couldn’t be that old.

“Yeah, ‘work colleagues’, whatever. It’s nice to meet you Tsukasa. I’ll catch you later Hanako, and your advice actually sucks, but if it doesn’t work I'll let Kako know it was your idea.” Akane said blandly, before walking away.

“Well that was sudden...” Hanako blurted.

He looked over at Tsukasa again, then at Liam.

“You did a pretty good job! I knew you were going to.” He says, complimenting Liam on his fashion skills.

Liam nods and thanks him, looking off to the side a little shyly.

“Tsukasa, since you’re awake now.. You’ll have breakfast with me, won’t you. They have a specialty today because all of the tsuki made neru waking up.”

Tsukasa didn’t even have to think about it before he was nodding his head rapidly.

“Liam, would you like to join us? You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” He plainly asked.

“Oh no thank you, I appreciate the offer though, but i’m going to go meet up with a friend of mine. If you don’t mind… I’ll be leaving now.”

“I don’t mind at all. Farewell then.”

“Farewell.” Liam waved off, about to turn around and start walking off, until Tsukas spoke up.

“Goodbye Liam, and thank you!” He waved.

Tsukasa beamed and Liam smiled affectionately, and radiantly. Giving Tsukasa a wave back, and then headed off with a, “I’ll see you soon..”

Tsukasa wondered what friend he was going to meet with.

“Do you like your new tailor?”

Hanako and Tsukasa walked away from their previous spot, heading towards the castle’s cafe, or lunchroom, Tsukasa guessed.

People were starting to flood the first floor, greeting other’s with a ‘hello’ and ‘good morning’, ‘how are you’, or just a ‘want to grab some food’.

“Yeah, he’s really nice.”

So many conversations were happening at once, the fanged boy didn’t think he could keep up with everything. The lights were flickering, chairs were scooting across the floor, heavy footsteps and the air vents could be heard. Even the electricity.

Tsukasa wondered if Hanako could hear it too.

Probably so.

Hopefully the cafe would be less noisy.

“I missed you a lot Amane, didn’t get to see you last time.”

He hoped Amane heard him through all the painful noise.

They were busy trying to slide between, behind, and in front of everyone in the way. But some people had made way for them after seeing Hanako. The first floor was filling up fast. Why weren’t people going to other floors, or other departments of the castle? There were plenty.

By the time they got to the exit of the first floor, and to the counter place, they could finally breathe in air that wasn’t occupied by others. The castle visitors were more concerned with the first floor than the lunchroom. Which was weird, since it was the morning, especially. Were the other departments as busy as this?

Hanako walked up to the counter, but saw that there was a curtain blocking the view of the kitchen.

“Wait a second, please! Just a minute, just a minute!” A werewolf-looking blonde haired boy’s head popped out of the curtains abruptly, before immediately pulling them back closed and shouting something behind the curtain.

The boys stood dumbfounded, and Hanako sighed.

Both of them sat down on the high chairs.

They sat in silence for some time, before Hanako spoke up again, in a quiet tone.

“I missed you a lot too.”

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HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE CHAPTER!

I know my oc was being fruity but that’s just that. 💀

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bharathomeopathy2 · 2 months ago

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laxmivitiligo · 2 months ago

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maremortus · 5 months ago

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" please touch me . " / >:)

spicy prompt // accepting // @selkshe

hands roam aniela's form , slowly so , soaking up the feeling of short silken fur ‘neath callused palms —— she’s savoring every sweet second they shared together , absentmindedly paying particular attention to the vitiligo peppered ‘round the other’s thighs . such unique features , all to be treasured & treated with the utmost care . with naught but a contented hum , valora shifted between selkie's knees , parting them with clawed hands so that she might linger closer to ani's frame & leaning over to press plump coloured lips 'pon the space on her neck that sat just below her jaw . every gifted touch is purposefully slow , valora not yet allowing the tide of desire to sweep her away just yet . after all … they had all night , no ?

in the same instance that she dotted kisses ( and the occasional bite ) along aniela's neck , curious hands reached out to take grasp at the fabric that yet clung to the other's hips ; hiding away the parts of her that valora was to interested to get to know . with soft persuasion , that fabric was pulled away from the selkie's legs and tossed aside . vermilion gaze settled ‘pon other’s features as she pulled away from the crook of their neck , the ghost of a smile tugging at subtly painted lips as she took a moment to admire the pleading expression that sat upon ani's face .

“ well , since you said please … ” tone is low and somewhat gruff ; there's an attempt to remain cool despite the way her own needs tugged at every inch of her . fingers of a hand that explored trailed along silken thigh , daring to touch a single digit to the wetness that awaited attention both so patiently and so eagerly . both the texture and heat was positively intoxicating . the tip of a finger leisurely trailing upward to help coat her prize's entirety in the nectar of it's own making . with a smirk resting ‘pon valora's features , she leaned over to plant a brief kiss to the other's lips before pulling back just a hair's breadth away so she could speak . “ look at the mess you've made . ”

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miraridoctor · 8 months ago

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Vitiligo is a skin condition causing depigmented white patches that many affected individuals seek to minimize for cosmetic reasons. While complete reversal of vitiligo is often unlikely with current treatments, various methods exist for adding color... #Mirari #MirariDoctor #MirariColdPlasma #ColdPlasma

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velvetskincentre1 · 10 months ago

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Unveiling Radiance: Dr. Asma — The Best Skin Specialist in Lucknow

Introduction:

Dr. Asma’s Background and Achievements:

Graduating from Era Medical College and specializing in Drug Therapy for Vitiligo Treatment at Career Medical College & Hospital Lucknow, Dr. Asma is a pioneer in introducing concepts like Drug Therapy, GFC, and PRP for hair-related issues. With over a decade of experience, she has successfully treated numerous patients and garnered awards for her outstanding contributions to dermatology.

Skin and Hair Treatments Offered:

At The Velvet Skin Centre, Dr. Asma provides a range of treatments tailored to address various skin and hair concerns. These include PRP and Mesotherapy for hair loss, hair transplant, laser hair removal, anti-aging treatments with Botox and dermal fillers, facial rejuvenation using PRP, chemical peels, pigment disorder treatments, laser tattoo removal, acne treatment, and more.

Tips for Finding the Best Skin Specialist:

Don’t Get Overwhelmed: With numerous skin specialists in Lucknow, take your time to find a dermatologist you like and can build a working relationship with.

Prioritize Experience: Look for a dermatologist with hands-on experience in the specific procedure you need.

Go Online: Check the dermatologist’s website to understand the services offered and what to expect.

Evaluate Technology and Equipment: Visit the clinic in person to assess the professionalism, cleanliness, and use of advanced technology.

Seek Recommendations: Trust friends or family members who have received treatment from a reputable dermatologist.

Discuss Costs Upfront: Have transparent discussions about the costs involved in treatments before committing.

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Will the temperature fall in winter, will the itching skin lesion affect the condition of vitiligo?

Vitiligo is not itching generally , but as the temperature decreases, some patients react to the skin lesions. Why is this problem? Will it affect the condition?

①The adaptation period of self -adjustment

With the temperature of the human skin and subcutaneous blood vessels, the secretion and excretion of sebaceous glands and sweat glands have also been reduced. In addition, the dry air makes the skin less moisture, and the epidermis becomes weak and sensitive. The human body function will show a adaptation period with the change of the climate, which is prone to itching of the skin.

② Dry environmental dryness

Dry climate will cause the skin to lose moisture. If the skin has dry symptoms for a long time, it will cause the skin to cause itching, dry cracks, and keratin drops, which will affect skin health and may cause the condition to worsen.

③The external stimulus

In contact with dust in life and work, using excessive soaps, edible spicy and irritating foods, wearing chemical fiber clothing, etc., can cause itching of skin cancer. In addition, staying in the heating room for a long time will cause the skin to have water deficiency, leading to problems such as dryness and cancer, affecting skin health.

④ Caused by blindly applying medicine

As the temperature decreases, the skin lesion parts enter a relatively stable stage. Due to the "improvement" of the condition, patients may have problems such as blind treatment and painting on their own. If the treatment is not targeted, the drug is stimulated to the skin lesions

It can cause itching in the skin.

⑤ Extraction of the disease

According to clinical data, itching problems occur in winter skin lesions. If a comprehensive examination and treatment is not performed, the problem of white spots or new white spots may occur in spring, which may also aggravate the disease and cause treatment difficulty.

Expert tips:

When itching symptoms appear at the skin lesion, do not scratch it directly to avoid damage to the skin. Due to different situations and living environment, itching causes different causes. Therefore, it is recommended that patients go to the hospital to check and take necessary treatment measures as soon as possible when it occurs in skin itching problems to prevent the disease from affecting the condition.#vitiligo #vitiligo hospital #vitiligo treatment

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drgeetikapaul · 1 year ago

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Skin Specialist in Mohali: Choosing the Best Dermatologist

Regarding your skin health, it's important to choose an experienced, knowledgeable, and skilled dermatologist. If you live in Mohali, you have many great options. But with so many dermatologists available, how can you choose the best one?

Here are a few things to keep in mind when choosing a skin specialist in Mohali:

Qualifications and experience: Make sure the dermatologist you choose is qualified and experienced in treating your specific skin condition. You can check their qualifications on their website or by calling their office.

Treatment options: Ask the dermatologist about the different treatment options for your skin condition. They should explain the pros and cons of each option and help you choose the best one for you.

Communication style: It's important to feel comfortable with your dermatologist and to be able to communicate openly with them. Choose a dermatologist willing to listen to you and answer your questions.

Cost: Consider the cost of the dermatologist's services when deciding. Be sure to ask about their fees and insurance coverage before you schedule an appointment.

Dr. Geetika Paul: One of the Best Dermatologists in Mohali

If you're looking for one of the best dermatologists in Mohali, Dr. Geetika Paul is a great option. She is a highly qualified and experienced dermatologist specializing in all skin care aspects, including acne, eczema, psoriasis, and cosmetic dermatology. Dr. Paul is also a member of the Indian Association of Dermatologists, Venereologists, and Leprologists.

Dr. Paul is known for her patient-centered approach to care. She takes the time to listen to her patient's concerns and develop the right treatment plan for each individual. She is also highly skilled in the latest skin care treatments and technologies.

Here are just a few of the services that Dr. Geetika Paul offers:

Acne treatment

Eczema treatment

Psoriasis treatment

Vitiligo treatment

Laser hair removal

Chemical peels

Microdermabrasion

Botox and dermal fillers

Cosmetic surgery

If you're looking for a skin specialist in Mohali who can provide you with the highest quality care, Dr. Geetika Paul is a great option. To schedule an appointment, you can call her office at 0172 464 6476 or visit her website at

https://maps.app.goo.gl/nfw8MTX78hYvRwrJ7

Here are some additional tips for choosing the best skin specialist in Mohali:

Get recommendations from family, friends, or your doctor. They may know a dermatologist who they have had a good experience with.

Read online reviews of dermatologists in your area. Other patients' experiences can give you a good idea of what to expect.

Schedule a consultation with the dermatologist before you commit to treatment. This is a good opportunity to ask questions and to see if you feel comfortable with the dermatologist.

It would help if you took good care of your skin, as it is the largest organ in your body. Choose a skin specialist in Mohali who can help you achieve your skincare goals.

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vitiligo-is-not-a-trend · 5 months ago

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Hi there, I was recently told by my dermatologist that she’s 90% sure I’ve got vitiligo (she wants to take a sample to test to make sure there’s nothing else going on before she diagnoses me for sure.)

I went online to look for tips for caring for my vitiligo and the like but found so many people so uncomfortable in their skin because of it and trying to get rid of it and I struggled to understand why. I’ve always thought it beautiful, so it really confused me.

I am fat, disabled, autistic and visibly queer so I don’t really feel the same weight of beauty standards because of being so on the outer edge of societal norms. I am also privileged in the way that I am white and pale so my vitiligo doesn’t stand out all that much. I think I’ve been ignorant and insensitive and I want to fix that.

I would really love to be more informed and understanding about the community going forward so that I don’t do any harm and I remain mindful. Do you know any good resources that I can read or research? I’m having a hard time finding anything that isn’t about getting rid of it.

I sincerely apologize if any of this comes off poorly, thank you for your time.

Hi!

Yeah it's rather unfortunate that a lot of the material surrounding vitiligo is about getting rid of it </3

I'm sure your dermatologist has probably already discussed this so sorry if I'm just repeating stuff you already know lol. But when it comes to caring for vitiligo the main things you want to pay attention to are things like sun exposure and UV intensity. Wearing sun screen as frequently as possible is also a really good idea. Usually the worst time of day is around noon to one pm but during the summer time it might be an all day thing.

I am not a doctor/dermatologist so cant really offer any medical advice besides the few things I remember my dermatologist telling me when I first got diagnosed years ago.

Idk how in-depth you want to go with the research stuff but there are medical studies out there that talk about genetic factors and what not. A few years ago I did a presentation on it for a biology course in college and luckily I saved it to my personal slides account so I still have the bibliography that I used!

Spritz, Richard A, and Genevieve H L Andersen. “Genetics of Vitiligo.” Dermatologic clinics vol. 35,2 (2017): 245-255. doi:10.1016/j.det.2016.11.013

Al-Shobaili, Hani A. “Update on the genetics characterization of vitiligo.” International journal of health sciences vol. 5,2 (2011): 167-79.

“Vitiligo: MedlinePlus Genetics.” MedlinePlus - Health Information from the National Library of Medicine, https://medlineplus.gov/genetics/condition/vitiligo/#frequency. Accessed 12 Apr. 2021.Boggs, Will.

“Autoimmune Diseases Common in Patients with Vitiligo - The Rheumatologist.” The Rheumatologist, https://www.the-rheumatologist.org/article/autoimmune-diseases-common-in-patients-with-vitiligo/. Accessed 12 Apr. 2021.

“Vitiligo: MedlinePlus Genetics.” MedlinePlus - Health Information from the National Library of Medicine, https://medlineplus.gov/genetics/condition/vitiligo/#frequency. Accessed 12 Apr. 2021.

“Medico-Historical Study of ‘Kilasa’ (Vitiligo/Leucoderma) a Common Skin Disorder - PubMed.” PubMed, https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/17154114/. Accessed 12 Apr. 2021.

As for when it comes to the community the best research will probably be from just talking to people who've had the condition! Personal anecdotes are def the way to go, so searching for any community groups might be worth a shot!

Also don't worry you don't have top apologize <3

#answered asks #vitiligo

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bradyentzer · 1 year ago

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Living with Vitiligo_ Tips for Managing Your Skin Condition - Dr. Brad Yentzer

Vitiligo is a long-term skin condition characterized by patches of the skin losing its pigment. The patches of skin affected become white and usually have sharp margins. This occurs when melanocytes, the cells responsible for producing the skin pigment melanin, die or stop functioning. This article aims to provide a comprehensive overview of vitiligo, debunk common misconceptions, explore diagnosis and treatment options, and offer practical tips for managing the condition. It's also a resource for additional support, aimed at fostering understanding and resilience among those living with vitiligo. Dr. Brad Yentzer

Vitiligo is a skin condition that results in the development of white patches on the skin, a consequence of the loss of melanocytes, the pigment-producing cells. The lack of melanocytes means that no melanin, the pigment that determines the colour of your skin, hair, and eyes, can be produced in these areas, causing them to turn white. These patches can appear anywhere on the body, often symmetrically, and are more noticeable on darker skin.

There are many misconceptions surrounding vitiligo. Some believe it's contagious or a result of poor hygiene, but these are untrue. Vitiligo is an autoimmune condition, meaning the immune system mistakenly attacks the body's cells - in this case, the melanocytes. It's not caused by an infection or poor hygiene and cannot be passed from person to person. Additionally, while vitiligo can cause patches of skin to lack pigment, it doesn't affect the health or function of the skin. It can, however, have a significant emotional can lead psychological impact. Despite these misconceptions, with the right understanding and management, those with vitiligo and normal and healthy lives.

The diagnosis of vitiligo often begins with a thorough medical history and physical examination. The condition can usually be confirmed by a visual examination by a dermatologist, but further tests may be conducted to rule out other skin conditions. These tests may include a skin biopsy, blood tests, or an eye examination. In certain cases, a Wood's lamp examination, where the skin is observed under ultraviolet light, may be used to highlight the contrast between vitiligo and normal skin.

Currently, there are several treatment options available for vitiligo. These may be categorized into medical, surgical, and adjunctive treatments. Medical treatments include topical corticosteroids and calcineurin inhibitors, psoralen plus ultraviolet A (PUVA) therapy, and narrowband ultraviolet B (NB-UVB) therapy. Surgical treatments such as melanocyte-keratinocyte transplantation can be considered for some patients. Adjunctive treatments like tattoos and makeup can be used to camouflage the depigmented areas. Brad Yentzer

The field of vitiligo treatment has seen significant advancements in recent years. Researchers are exploring new treatments like Janus kinase (JAK) inhibitors, which hold promise in depigmenting the skin. Gene therapy, stem cell therapy, and melanocyte transplantation are other areas of ongoing research. It's important to remember that while these treatments can help manage the condition and improve quality of life, there is currently no cure for vitiligo. Each patient's response to treatment can vary, and it's crucial to find a treatment plan that works best for the individual's needs and lifestyle.

Living with a skin condition like vitiligo requires a specialized skincare routine to help manage the symptoms and keep the skin looking its best. Here are some tips to incorporate into your daily routine:

Moisturize: Hydrated skin can help minimize the appearance of vitiligo patches and keeps your skin healthy. Look for a moisturizer that's kind to sensitive skin and free of potential irritants like fragrance.

Use Gentle Skincare Products: Choose soap, face wash, and other skincare products that are mild and free from harsh chemicals to avoid exacerbating your skin condition.

Sun Protection: Sun exposure can cause vitiligo patches to become more noticeable. Use a broad-spectrum sunscreen with an SPF of 30 or higher every day. When spending extended time outside, reapply your sunscreen every two hours and wear protective clothing and hats.

Cosmetics: Cosmetics can be used to cover vitiligo patches if desired. Use products that match your natural skin tone and are designed for sensitive skin.

Regular Check-ups: Regularly visiting a dermatologist can help monitor the progression of the condition and adjust treatments as necessary.

Dealing with social situations while having vitiligo can be challenging. It's essential to remember that everyone's journey with vitiligo is different. It's normal to feel self-conscious but remember that there's no need to hide your skin. Communicate openly about your condition if you feel comfortable doing so. Seek support from friends, family, or a vitiligo support group. Remember, you are not alone, and there are many resources and communities available to provide support and understanding.

Living with vitiligo can feel isolating, but remember that you are not alone. There are numerous support groups and communities available that can offer comfort, understanding, and practical advice.

Vitiligo Support International: This is a global community offering online forums where individuals with vitiligo can connect and support each other. They offer resources for coping with the emotional aspects of vitiligo, as well as information about the latest research and treatments.

American Vitiligo Research Foundation (AVRF): AVRF provides a safe and supportive environment for children and their families who are dealing with vitiligo. They also provide resources for education and research.

Vitiligo Friends: An online community where you can share your stories, connect with others, and learn more about Vitiligo management.

National Vitiligo Foundation, Inc: This foundation offers educational materials, resources for finding specialists, and information on ongoing clinical trials.

World Vitiligo Day: An annual event aimed at raising awareness about vitiligo. Participating can be a great way to connect with the larger vitiligo community and advocate for further research and understanding.

There are numerous treatment options available, and advancements in medical research bring hope for even more effective therapies in the future. By establishing a personalized skincare routine and utilizing the wealth of resources and support available, you can confidently navigate life with vitiligo. Remember, every person's experience with vitiligo is different, and it's okay to forge your path in managing this condition. Always consult with your doctor or a dermatologist for personalized advice, and reach out to support communities or loved ones when you need it. You are not alone in your journey, and your uniqueness is a testament to your strength.

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glitterywhisperspizza · 2 years ago

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kathijamaryam · 2 years ago

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Subsequent global studies have consistently found that vitiligo lowers patients' self-esteem and quality of life (QoL). Vitiligo symptoms include isolation, stigma, loss of self-esteem, depression, and self-consciousness. Vitiligo can be depressing, both physically and psychologically. However, by remembering the five tips below, you can learn how to deal with vitiligo mentally and come out on top. Click here to know more in the below link.

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unholyplumpprincess · 4 years ago

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Bratty Pup

For @ssadists !

Summary: Reader is being an absolute brat in the ring, resulting in Bloodhound teaching them a lesson. And then reminding them of said lesson later. Namely with their fingers. And a familiar red dildo.

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Fandom: Apex Legends

Relationship: Bloodhound/Reader

Warnings: NSFT/R18+, Bloodhound has a vulva and uses a strap on, Reader is gender neutral but has top surgery and a vulva, Reader’s parts are described as cock/dick/hole, knotting plus creampies, Bloodhound’s infamous werewolf strap returns, reader is called things like ‘little one’ and ‘pup’, breeding kink, Reader also is mentioned to have nipple piercings

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You were a menace, to put it lightly.

You knew you were one, and yet, somehow, against all odds Bloodhound had still seen something in you. Something worthy to win your affection and attention over. You were glad for it; After all it wasn’t like you hadn’t been pining for them for a while. Even before you competed to enter into the games.

You suppose something about the mask and mystery had been the peak of it all for most people, but you being a new competitor and them being a seasoned veteran in these blood sports had been intimidating.

Yet, they’d welcomed you kindly, even explaining to you any questions you’d anxiously had like ship rotations or how the compound worked. Even sillier ones like if the food in the fridge was fair game or if you were about to get a wingman between your eyes the second your fingers tapped a lid.

You suppose you’d fallen for their kindness first. Out of the ring, that’s all they were. Around the compound they would help prepare meals with Makoa in the kitchen, or sometimes you’d catch them sitting on the couch in the loungeroom with Crypto’s cat- Isabella Marie- perched on their lap and purring up a storm. They exuded this kind, soft energy, speaking coolly and calmly. Yet sometimes you’d catch them laugh, feel your heart constrict, and weigh in on those emotions. Wondering if something would become of them.

Now? Well, you didn’t have to do any wondering at all.

~Rest under the cut~

Now, you could so much as walk up to them and they would set their book off to the side and extend their arms out to you so you could clamber into their lap, nestled into their arms. Now, you could hook pinkies with them quietly and know they would follow you back to your bedroom. Now, they would cup your face adoringly, even if you couldn’t see past the lenses of their goggles in the ring. Now, you’d wake up to pecks of kisses on your face in the same pattern: Forehead, nose, one on each cheek, and on your chin before finally capturing your lips.

Now, now when you two were alone, you memorized every shape of their body with your lips.

You knew you were lucky being able to catch them like you had. Other legends had explained to you that Bloodhound, for at least three seasons, had taken to wearing their gear around the compound. Heavy full gear, mask and all, without wanting to mingle much with anyone. You’d been told that they were still kind, still calm, yet they seemed skittish like a cat. Only taking to talking to their ravens, Arthur and Munnin, whilst dodging everyone else besides the polite head nod of acknowledgement another legend’s way.

Yet when you’d come, after a few weeks of them seeming to disappear, you’d find them out in the compound elsewhere. With a lower face mask on of some sort, whether just a fashionable fabric piece or something akin to their respirator but looking more...punk-like. Regardless, you’d seen more than you had expected to ever in your life.

And now, you knew every bit of them as the back of your hand. Every tattoo, every scar, every clouded pattern of vitiligo etched into their flesh. Every piercing, every jump of their cooled skin, every ticklish spot that made them squirm and push at you with laughter buzzing through their veins. Every snarl they’d release if you teased them too much.

You suppose you were an even bigger menace than you’d thought you might be. You just loved to push their buttons sometimes, just to see their reactions. They were always cool and calm under pressure, so patient. But sometimes...

Sometimes you liked to see them break.

Often times it was things like tickling them. Or trying to get their attention when they were reading. Or things like kissing their neck, waiting until you felt the feeling of their fingers flexing on your hips and the low growl in their throat before you’d wiggle yourself out and dart away. That is, if they didn’t catch onto your game quickly and held you in place.

You liked to see their eyes turn dangerous, to hear them growl and to threaten you lowly. Often times you’d hear a snarl in your ear if you were teasing, their voice lowly murmuring to you, “Careful, little one, you are playing a dangerous game.” As if that wouldn’t just make you soaked and want to play this little game even more.

Maybe if they stopped having such good reactions you wouldn’t feel the need to do these sorts of things .

Like now.

Now, you two were a duo in the blistering heat of King’s Canyon. And well, you’re not exactly behaving yourself. Not like you promised to, anyway.

Everything Bloodhound has said to you, you’ve had something to say back. They ping a location and gesture with a, “I have chosen our next location for battle.”? You have something to counter it. Whether it’s with telling them you’re going to loot at a nearby location on the way, or that you think your best new location will be juuuuuust fifty meters to the right of where they originally pinged.

Or if they tell you to heal up, even if it’s just that small amount you have missing from your shields, you’ll sigh dramatically and go, “So bossy today, Hound.” And though they may not reply to you, you can see how their head tips towards you. You can feel their eyes behind their lenses sizing you up, as if trying to be sure this is the game you want to play. Right here. Right now.

When Bloodhound starts to test their theories, you know it’s working. When you’re talking idly and they tell you to shush just to see if you’ll backtalk when normally you’re a perfectly obedient partner even in the ring. When you whine back at them with a reply insinuating you would NOT shut up, you know their cogs are turning.

It isn’t until there’s ten squads left and Bloodhound tells you to pick up the pace in your casual walk do you say the final words that finally breaks them.

“Make me.”

You can practically hear the string snap between you two. You watch their back for the signs of their shoulders rising, the tightening of their hands on their weapon. You feel utter glee when you hear them take a slow, deep breath and let it out as if trying to compose themself. You near about squirm where you stand as you both take a pause, your boots sinking into the mud of the quiet, chirping swamps around you.

You really think they’re going to maintain their control, watching them roll their neck and slouch their shoulders as they compose themself. It almost disappoints you, an apology starting to curl in your chest when you start to think maybe they weren’t in the mood.

But then, they turn right back around, marching towards you and grabbing the back of your shirt to drag you into one of the buildings in the back. The cameras don’t normally lie around the edges of King’s Canyon, no one normally trudges the edges around here and the ring doesn’t close on the edges either. The cameras focus on more action filled areas.

But...the idea of being caught still makes your belly flutter.

Bloodhound, normally kind and composed, snarls as they push you into the building. Your back hits the corner wall, a giggle bubbling from your throat in delight at their roughness as they stalk closer. Your laughter comes to a halt when their petite, strong frame presses to yours, their thigh shoving its way between yours. One of their gloved hands rests by your body to press to the wall, the other grabbing your jaw roughly.

They force you to look at them, seeing your reflection in their lenses and seeing your own flushed face is embarrassing. You let out a soft noise, eyes fluttering when your hips roll down against their thigh out of habit. Your cock is engorged by now, pressing against your pants’ zipper line and making you shudder at the sensation.

“You have been a brat today.” They murmur, their voice even and inquisitive almost, as if they’re mocking you in a way. Bloodhound gently tilts your head down, forcing you to follow where they move you and you whimper as they grip your jaw a little harder. “Do you wish for me to make an example of you? Here?”

You try to nod, but find yourself unable to move. Your throat constricts, the words too embarrassing to admit so all you do is make this soft sound akin to an embarrassed squeak. Something you wish didn’t come out of you- you sounded like a frightened bunny.

“Your words, little one.” Bloodhound once again repeats, their voice even toned. And it occurs to you why quickly- they're asking your consent. If this is what you were aiming for and wanted. They were always so kind, making sure this was mutually wanted, even if sometimes you wished they didn’t ask and would just rip at your clothes and take what they wanted.

“Yes! Yes, fuck, Hound- yes. I was trying t-to--” Your voice waivers into a moan when their thigh presses up higher against you, your hips grinding across it like a desperately horny animal. Like a dog, you think, with an embarrassed reflection back on a few nights ago where you wore a collar.

“Trying to test my patience?” They help you finish, their grip easing on your jaw and leaving pleasant throbbing where they’d gripped. “Trying to get punished in the arena, where you could be caught?” They press to you, watching as you helplessly babble ’yes, yes, yes’ as you rock against their thigh.

Pathetic.

“You are now so eager to be obedient, my love, what has changed?” Bloodhound’s voice is a tease, thicker with the respirator on and seeming to give an edge to their voice. Your toes curl in your boots, rocking your hips back and forth across their helpfully supplied thigh. It’s almost too much friction between your pants and the thick fabric of theirs. You let out a high-pitched moan, turning your head to the side to expose your neck and hearing them swear under their own breath at the sight of blatant submission.

When they huff, you hope they’re giving in. Praying they’ll spare you the teasing and the delicious tone of their voice that blesses your ears like liquid sex. You whimper when their hand slides down your body, pressing on your chest to tell you without a word to stay still. Bloodhound carefully moves their leg from where you’re desperately humping, another thing that causes you to whine, but they shush you gently.

A tug at the fly of your pants and the undoing of your belt makes your insides flutter. Even more when you hear them unstrapping the velcro of their glove, moving to tuck it into their pocket.

Their bare, cool fingers tug your underwear down with your pants to mid-thigh. You keep your legs spread like they left you, enough for their hand to slide down your lower abdomen, teasing at the mound of your curls before fingers slip down to frame your cock. You gasp sharply, hips pushing forward, but their other, gloved hand keeps rested on your chest to keep you back against the wall.

“Behave.” They remind you, their voice a low tone that makes you shudder. You immediately stop trying to press, feeling your patience slimming and your hope brightening that maybe, just maybe they’d have mercy on you.

Bloodhound’s fingers dip into your natural slick, drawing back upwards to your engorged cock. They frame it between two of their fingers, gently jerking as the hand on your chest makes to tuck under your shirt. It travels up, briefly feeling along one of the crescent shaped scars under your chest before gently pressing so they may thumb at your pierced nipple. Your head thunks back on the wall at the sensation, your hips naturally humping into their hand desperately with each tug.

“Fuck- Hound, please, God, please- fingers—in-inside, please, please, please -” You babble mindlessly, wishing so badly you could kiss them. Wishing so much you could cling to them, but you know better, keeping your hands flat to the wall behind you, fingers scrabbling against the wood at the sensations. Reminding you of where you are. That if anyone decided to take a pause in swamps, you could get caught.

“Inside? So greedy, little one. And to think just moments ago you were being a brat.” They chide you playfully, a cock to their head that reminds you of a dog and makes your heart flutter at the familiarity of it.

Soon, they move their body to rest more in front of you, pinching and tugging at your nipple as their fingers dip down to curl inside of you. Two fingers press at your hole, easily slipping inside and their palm pressing to your cock.

Your legs are quaking with the effort to keep yourself up. You already feel so close with their fingers curling and fucking inside of you. It doesn’t help with the sensitivity of your chest. Your body is shaking, aching from standing up as they work their talented fingers into you. To make matters worse they abandon your chest. Sliding their gloved hand down until they can bend their wrist that’s fingering you to make room for their other hand to gently tug your cock with their thumb and index finger. The roughness of their gloves eased by the slick you produce.

It leaves their hand pressing up against your g-spot perfectly with the angle of their fingers. You can feel your wetness dripping down their hand, vaguely hearing the soft snarls hinting that they’re enjoying the sight. It makes your body feel even warmer with the flush spreading across your chest.

Their voice finally makes your eyes flutter open to look at them helplessly. You can hear the grin in their tone as they begin, “Are you close, my love?” When you nod helplessly, they make a soft, sympathetic noise at you, rolling your little cock between their fingers gently just to make you sob out. “It is a pity you were such a spoiled brat today.”

Wait. What?

Shit- no!

Your confirmation comes when their hand moves from your cock, their fingers still fucking into you with your slick sloppily dripping down onto their wrist. You whimper out at the loss on your cock, but you could still get off like this- if they weren’t slowing down and only rubbing- COME ON!

“Aw, you look so pitiful, my love. Perhaps if you had not been such smá skítur you would not be feeling this loss now.” They continue, fake sympathy edging their tone as their talented fingers quirk upwards to still keep you interested, rubbing at your frontal walls. It still makes you twitch, feeling like you’re riding the edge of those desperate waves as tears prick your eyes.

They continue, “You may choose. You may cum now,” You whimper at the thought, but they continue as if you hadn’t made a sound. “Or you may get properly bred later. When you have surely decided you shall be an obedient pup for me.”

Oh, that isn’t fair .

But you manage to, against all odds, sob out, “I want to be good for you!” And near about cry at the loss of their fingers. But when they drag them up to your face and nudge at your lips, you part your lips obediently, suckling and licking their fingers clean with a shy glance at the lenses of their goggles.

“Good pup.” Bloodhound praises you, and you feel that maybe you did the right thing deciding to wait.

Even if it’s hell when they help you pull your clothing back on, fixing up their gloves and directing you on where to go again. You’re so engorged and wet that each movement feels like hell. And you know they know, knowing they could just smell you inches away, lingering on their skin.

Torture for you both.

You two end up in second place, Lifeline and Mirage take championship. Elliott is as perky as ever about it, happily yelling about celebrating with an afterparty at his bar. He’s so friendly and joyous, talking about free drinks as he throws his arms around you and Ajay’s shoulders, that you have to accept. Even if you’re thinking about how hopeful you are for Bloodhound to finish the job from earlier.

You can only hope that they won’t take the time to tease you all night at the bar and will drag you off back to one of your rooms and give you what they promised.

The idea of being dragged off in a hurry makes you squirm. You liked when they were desperate, it happened so few times. Whether it was to see you under them or if they were needy and finally let you touch them for the night. The idea of being on your knees and tasting them makes you squirm in your seat at the bar now. Rubbing your thighs together and slowly exhaling through your nose to try and relax your nerves.

You hadn’t touched the drink Elliott had given to you. Instead, you were more focused on trying to find Bloodhound. Parties weren’t their scene, but they did enjoy the company, as they had told you. They said they were coming, and in the back of your mind you knew they were here. You just had that feeling around you.

You knew when you were being watched.

It sends shivers down your spine pleasantly, feeling all too like you were playing the role of prey. Your eyes scan over the tables, the bar, trying to find the familiar red hair or glasses. But, nothing.

If they wanted to be found, you would have found them. It was that simple.

“Ey, buddy! What’s up, don’t like your drink? I can make you something new?” Elliott’s voice snaps you out of your scanning as you turn to your right to see him beaming at you. There’s a tinge of anxiety in his eyes, and you offer a smile back to try and aid in it.

“No! No, not that at all. I think I actually have a bit of a headache. Do you have anywhere quiet I can be for a little?” You offer, feigning a wince as you press your hand to your temple. Understanding immediately crosses his kind eyes as he scoots out of the booth to allow you to get out.

“Yeah! Of course, the backroom should be nice and quiet for- for you! There’s some pills under the bar if it gets too unbe — uneb — unber —if it gets too painful.” He manages to get out, beaming all the way through it. You can’t help it, his smiles are too infectious, feeling yourself smiling back and thanking him. Briefly forgetting the whole reason you were trying to escape was because you didn’t know where your predator of a spouse was.

You’re still aching between your legs. The memory had carried with you all day. Even when you changed into more casual clothes of a big hoodie and torn up jeans. You’d considered taking the time to get yourself off, but with your luck, Bloodhound would have known somehow and prolonged touching you.

You’re mindlessly thinking, unaware of your surroundings as you head to the backroom. It’s a darker room with a few dim red lights keeping it lit up. There’s a couch on either side of the room and a big round table in the center with a few chairs stacked in the corner of the room. There’s another bar in here, but it looks more set up for coffee and snacks than drinking.

As soon as you cross the threshold to get inside, you feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. Instantly you feel your hood being snatched, pushing you forward with the sound of the door being shut and locked behind you heard. You yelp in surprise from the push, grabbing onto the table you were thrust towards and feeling a body crowd up behind you.

“You look frightened, beloved.” Comes Bloodhound’s voice behind you, their voice a low purr. Your shoulders immediately relax, but then they stiffen right back up when a hand reaches around to curl around your throat. They don’t squeeze, just holding you to their smaller body. Their other hand sneaks under your hoodie, wasting no time as they start to undo your pants, pulling them down to mid-thigh roughly. “Were you looking for me?”

“Y-yes- are you seriously trying to fuck me in the- ah!” Your tease is cut off when they shove your boxers down. Their hands are covered with fingerless leather gloves, making the smooth glide of their cool fingers all the sweeter when their thumb and forefinger gently squeeze your cock. They roll it between their fingers, sliding their palm back on your mound to force the hood to slide back to reveal it in its fullness.

“You did not seem shy at the implication of such acts in the arena.” They murmur behind you, their chin tucking over your shoulder from the way your back is arched, allowing them to reach. Bloodhound hums as your fingers grip tighter on the table, knowing they’re watching you making it all the worse. Your face burns, your body humming with sensitivity from your delayed orgasm earlier.

You’re completely soaked, even after the shower you’d had earlier. You feel sticky and messy on their fingers as they jerk you off. The feeling of their other hand squeezing at the sides of your throat lightly in a claiming fashion only leaving you messier. A low whine leaves you, your hips pressing forward and body already shaking.

“Ah, you do not wish to make too much noise, little one. There are worse things that could happen than to be caught on camera.” They tease you, lips brushing your ear to murmur lowly and you feel heat roll down your spine. Your mind flickers to a shameful fantasy of being on a leash, surrounded by others while Bloodhound praises you-

Your hips press back into them as a wave of pleasure signals you’re already close. You’re vaguely aware that the front of their pants isn’t flat, but rather bulged out slightly with something hard and pliable.

Your face burns when you realize their intentions weren’t to tease you now and fuck you at home later. They wanted you here, like this.

Vulnerable.

Bloodhound’s teeth tease the lobe of your ear with a nip, murmuring quietly to you. “You may cum as many times as you like. You were so good for me. A good dog.” Their voice is hot against your flesh. It’s all too much.

As soon as your lips part to scream out, their hand on your throat raises quickly to smack over your mouth. They press you back against their body as you cum, your body convulsing and your legs shaking as they gently jerk you through it. Their mouth has gone to your neck instead, kissing and sucking a hickey into your flesh there as they tip your head slightly to the side to have better access.

You’re dizzy after you cum, your hips fucking against their hand without you even thinking about it. You vaguely are aware of them cooing to you, feeling their hand leaving your oversensitive cock to tug your boxers and jeans down a bit lower. You pathetically whimper behind their hand, but that soon changes when they’re pushing you down onto the table. Your front pressed flat and your ass exposed for them.

“Color?” Bloodhound murmurs to you, their hand sliding down along your clothing covered back until they reach the swell of your ass. You hear the tell-tale sound of them removing their glove before their cool fingers return to you, cupping your ass but not moving.

“Green.” You chirp back in a hazy, dreamy tone. You go so far as to shake your ass a little, resulting in them playfully swatting in a manner that doesn’t hurt. You grin faintly, but turn your head and pout before they can start up again. “Can I get a kiss?”

For a moment, the air shifts from predator and prey to gentle. They laugh softly, the sound warming your heart with the honey tone of their voice. “Yes, my love. But do not distract me any more.” Before they lean over you and to the side where you’ve got your lips pouted and head turned to the side, meeting them in a sloppy, chaste kiss.

You whine at them for more, but they peck your nose instead. Only allowing you to get a brief glance at them with their lower face mask tugged around their neck, their red lensed glasses resting lower on their nose, and their hair pulled into a fluffy ponytail.

The air shifts again as they get back into character. You keep yourself flat to the table as they keep a hand to your back to press you there. Their other hand trails down your ass, fitting between your legs and teasing two fingers at your hole. When they easily slip in, they coo at you in a mocking tone, “So eager even now. You are so wet, beloved.”

You nod immediately, murmuring pleads as they curl and stretch their fingers inside of you. When they fit in three, you’re on your tiptoes, absolutely positive you’re drooling on your hoodie’s arm. You sob out when they twist their fingers, spreading them apart to scissor them into you to make room for a fourth finger. That’s when you make sure to bury your face into your arms, your voice starting to spill out of you without permission.

“Look at you, you poor thing,” They coo at you again, mock sympathy in their tone as they finger fuck you. “How noisy you are. It is almost as if you wish to be caught.”

You try to shake your head, resulting in the hand that was resting on your back to curl into your hair. They yank your head back, keeping you from burying into your arms as moans pour from your lips. Your face immediately flushes, both your hands flying to your mouth as your eyes about cross when they pick up the pace.

You cum again from their fingers alone, your body trembling as you press hard over your mouth to muffle your sobs. Your breathing is heavy through your nose, heard shakily through each exhale. They finally let go of your hair, letting your body go forward so you could bury into your arms again.

When Bloodhound’s fingers leave you, you hear them unzipping their own pants. You stay perfectly still, hearing the uncap of lubricant and the wet noise of them sliding it onto their cock. You can’t see which one they have strapped on today, but you have a feeling you knew if they had to use four fingers to get you ready. Especially when they take their fingers covered in lube this time to fit inside of you, gently fucking them into you for a few thrusts before pulling away.

It’s one of their bigger dildos, that much you can feel. The tapered tip tells you it’s one of their werewolf dildos. The knot was as thick as their fist, the rest of the length going from three to about four fingers thick. They let the head press to your hole, their hands grabbing your hips once it presses in and guiding you into taking it.

Each press is a stretch, but once you’re finally able to take it down to the beginning of the knot, that’s when they start to fuck you. Their hips slam back against you, the knot pressing at your hole but unable to enter without their aid. You’re a mess when they wrap their hand back around your throat, pulling you up to their chest as they fuck up into you with soft growls. You keep one hand over your mouth to try and be quiet, going cross eyed when their other hand reaches down to start jerking you off in time with their thrusts.

You think you’ve died and gone to Heaven in the form of Bloodhound fucking you. They’re murmuring by your ear in their mother tongue, words you can make out from constantly hearing them being ‘good’ and ‘my love’ and ‘little one’. But soon their voice dies out, more focused on biting and sucking dark bruises along your neck. Going high enough to just under your ear so you couldn’t hide them.

The wet slapping between you two sounds much louder in this smaller room. The creaking of the table doing no favors to hide your muffled cries. You’re so overstimulated you’d almost forgotten you weren’t in the safety of your own home.

When Bloodhound finally unlatches from your throat, they’re growling in your ear now. They rarely get filthy except for occasions like this. Murmuring between each thrust, “Do you wish for me to breed you, little pup?” The hand that had been jerking you off comes up, pressing to your lower abdomen and making you dizzy at the idea. “How beautiful you will be swollen with my pups.”

A high-pitched noise leaves you in reply, squirming on their cock as Bloodhound starts to slam a little harder, feeling the knot pressing at you and stretching you. You whimper, shaking your head and crying into your hand, “C-can’t! I can’t- it won’t fit- Hound, please, I’m so close-” You start to sob out, but they shush you.

“You can take it.” They promise without a second beat, yanking you back against them as they press insistently forward until you start to widen around it. Your free hand scrabbles at the table for purchase. “You will take it.”

And you do, with one more thrust of their hips as the knot pops into you. It’s all too much when their hand returns to your cock, letting you hump pathetically into their palm as you cum this time. Vaguely you’re aware of the feeling of being full too, and you know they had a cum tube attached to this cock but you didn’t think they’d use it.

When you’re done and properly fucked, you flop belly down onto the table with your knees weak. You’re panting, sweaty, a mess. You can feel them pull out of you, a grunt leaving you when you feel a smaller object being inserted into your hole. Your boxers and pants are pulled up, an affectionate double smack left on your ass that makes you softly laugh.

“A plug,” Bloodhound speaks as if reading your questioning mind, their hand going under your hoodie to soothingly rub your back in a way that makes you immediately content. “ So you do not spill a single drop. I am not through with you.”

You whine a reply, not trusting your voice to speak. You go pliantly as you’re lifted up, tossed over their shoulder like a sack of potatoes and brought to one of the couches. Gently, you’re set in their lap sideways, allowing you to curl your face into their neck and nuzzle there affectionately. You’re vaguely aware of them rubbing your back in circles, tipping their head to press a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“Mmmh- Hound?” You start softly, nosing at their neck affectionately.

“Yes, my love?”

“Can I have another kiss now?”

Bloodhound lets out a whoosh of breathy laughter at that. Watching you adjust to sit up a little before they gently cup your cheek, stroking over your cheekbone as their eyes linger on your lips for just a moment. You can feel their breath fanning across your lips just before they meet in a soft, gentle kiss.

When they break apart, you whine out, “Another!” Again, and again until they’re attacking your face with little pecks all over until you’re squealing with laughter.

How you loved them.

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