#i don't really like boxes very much anyway so :)

[vodika-vibes]

Hi Vodika! I think you might know why I'm here..

Fox and reader, a camping trip with a fire pit and shimmersilk.. I would very much like to request a NSFW sequel to this most satisfying story ❤️

Please take your time, I don't mind waiting patiently for Mr Fox (and most importantly: enjoy writing it) <3

Shimmersilk Nights

Summary: Fox might not be as surprised about your surprise as you would prefer, but that doesn’t mean he’s not getting it anyway.

Pairing: Commander Fox x F!Reader

Word Count: 1746

Warnings: Smut, but there's nothing super kinky here

A/N: This isn't the smuttiest thing I've ever written, but I think I like it.I hope you do too.

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This is your favorite way to see Fox. Relaxed and peaceful, the stress lines on his face fade away until you can’t see them, until he looks his age, rather than much older. 

His arm is snug around your waist as he reads a detective novel. He likes to joke that this author is his favorite because the main character reminds him of you, and her love interest reminds him of himself.

You think he’s being ridiculous. But, so long as he’s happy, he could be reading trashy romance novels for all you care.

You shift so that you’re able to press your face against his chest. He smells like the campfire, the lounge must be too close to the firepit, but you don’t mind. Under the scent of smoke is a scent that’s just Fox, after all.

Fox shifts under you, and you feel him press a kiss to the top of your head, “What are you doing, cyar’ika?”

You turn your head so you can see his face, “Thinkin’.”

He smiles at you, his eyes crinkling at the corner, “What about?”

Again, you shift position, but this time you fold one of your arms on his chest, before reaching up and tapping the tip of his nose, “It’s a secret~”

He closes his book and sets it to the side, focusing his attention on you completely. “What kind of secret?”

You shift up his body so that you’re lips are hovering over his, a wide grin on your face, “The secret kind.”

“Babe.”

You giggle and kiss his cheek quickly, “Let me up, please.”

He immediately releases you, and settles back on the lounge, “You’re coming back, right?”

“That’s a secret too,” You reply as you roll off of him and head into the camper. You both know where you’re going, and what you’re going to do. It’s nice of him to, at least, pretend that he doesn’t know what’s happening at least.

You move to where you stored the new set of lingerie you bought for today specifically, and pull it out of the box. It is, quite possibly, the most expensive thing you’ve ever owned in your life. 

The set is white and red and made of the finest, and most delicate, shimmersilk you’ve ever felt in your life. And, as you pull it on and examine yourself in the mirror, you’ve never felt prettier in your life.

You know Fox will feel the same way.

You dig through your make-up bag and apply just a dusting of make-up, to enhance rather than hide, and hang the simple pendant Fox gave you after you started dating around your neck, and then take a step back.

Perfect.

The simple red stone hangs just above your collarbone, and the lingerie sits smoothly against your skin, the material so light-weight that you can barely feel it at all. You do have a pair of red heels, the same shade of red as the threading on the lingerie, but you quickly decide against it.

Heels are sexy, yes. Broken ankles are much less so.

Next time, at home or in a hotel.

Finally ready, you slip out of the bedroom, and to the door of the camper. Fox is reading his book again, and you smother your laughter as you open the door and step onto the rug at the foot of the stairs, “That must be a really good book.” You tease lightly. 

He glances at you, pauses, and then drops his book to the side. “Well now, look at you.”

You meander over to the foot of the lounge, and then spin, “What do you think?”

“I think I’m the luckiest asshole in the galaxy,” He slides so that he’s sitting at the foot of the lounge chair and settles his hands low on your hips. Fox leans in and presses a light kiss on your sternum, “All of this for me?”

“Well, there’s no one else here,” You tease, your hands coming up to settle in his curls, and you brush a loose curl off his forehead, “You really like it?”

His dark gaze meets yours, “I like you, everything else is window dressing.”

“You’re a sap,” You whisper to him.

“Don’t tell my brothers, I have a reputation to keep.” Slowly, carefully almost, he guides you so you’re straddling him and he pulls you into a deep kiss.

The plan, your plan really, had been to tease him until he can’t stand it anymore. Unfortunately for you, Fox has plans of his own, and they don’t have anything to do with you driving him insane.

Smoothly, as if he planned it out, he flips the pair of you so you’re sprawled out on the lounge, your legs hooked around his waist and blinking up at him in surprise. 

“There. This is a good look for you,” Fox teases as he drags his hands up your sides and then across your breasts.

“I had a plan,” You say, trying to whine at him, though your words come out kind of breathy as he flicks his thumbs over your nipples.

“Oh?” He leans in and wraps his lips around a nipple through the material of the lingerie. It feels amazing, but the cloth keeps you from feeling him completely. “As it happens, so do I.”

He leans back on his heels so he’s able to look you over, a tiny smirk crossing his handsome face as he takes you in completely.

“You have a plan?” You prompt as you slide your hands under the hem of his shirt so you’re able to touch him properly. 

“Mm,” He pulls his shirt off and tosses it to the side, so you can explore him more freely, “Well, I have several plans, actually. Depending on you.”

You absently trace a tattoo that sits low on his stomach and wait for him to continue.

“If you’re going to be a brat for me, cyare, then I have a plan for that. But if you’re going to be all pretty and pliable for me,” He leans down so he’s able to kiss down your throat, nipping roughly enough that you whimper, and tighten your legs around his waist. You can feel his erection pressing against you, and it’s not nearly enough. 

He chuckles against your throat and grinds against you, “If you’re going to be all pretty and pliable for me,” Fox repeats, “Then I have a much more fun plan.”

Your mouth goes dry, “I can be good,” You reply, immediately.

“Oh, I know you can.” He leans up to grab a pillow and eases it under your head, “And because you’re being such a good girl, that’s what I’m going to do.”

You half sit up so you’re able to unfasten your bra, but his gentle hands stop you. “Oh no, cyar’ika. All of this,” He gestures to the lingerie, “Stays on.” You blink at him but then lay back again.

You trust him, after all.

“Good girl,” The praise shoots electricity through your entire body, and you whine low in the back of your throat, pulling a chuckle from him. He shifts you up the lounge a little further, effortlessly pulling your legs from around his waist so he’s able to position you how he wants.

“Cyar’ika, you’re already so wet,” His voice is light and teasing, but you don’t have the chance to respond as he moves your panties to the side and presses his thumb against your clit, pulling a gasping moan from your lips. 

Fox can play your body like an expert, and you know, from experience, that he can push you to an orgasm in a matter of minutes if, and when, he’s so inclined. 

But that, clearly, isn’t what he wants tonight. As he expertly brings you right to the edge using nothing but his thumb on your clit, and then he stops, pulling his hand away, and instead leans in so he can lavish your body with heavy kisses and bites.

As soon as you not teetering on the edge of your orgasm again, his fingers go back to your pussy, so he’s able to coax you right back to the edge again. 

“F-Fox—” This time, though, you whine his name and reach out for him, wanting him closer than he is.

“What’s wrong, cyare?” He coos.

“Need more,” You pout up at him, “Need you.”

“You have me,” He eases two fingers inside you, and you gasp as his fingers hit that spot deep inside you, a spot that you can never quite reach on your own, and your hips jerk in response.

“S’not enough,” You manage to whine out.

“Greedy,” He sounds delighted though.

“‘M allowed. You said.”

Fox grins at you and pulls his fingers out of you, making you whine even more. He leans in and kisses you, wiping his fingers on your chest. “I did say that, didn’t I?” He breathes against your lips, “Tell me what you need, cyare.”

“You.”

“Be more specific.”

You whine and bump your nose against his, “I need you to fuck me,” 

“As you wish,” Fox replies, leaning in to kiss you one more time, before he pulls back to pull the rest of his clothes off. 

He’s moving so swiftly that you only catch a glimpse of cock, deliciously hard and leaking pre-cum, and then you’re not thinking about much else, as he rubs himself against you, and teasingly nudges your clit with the head of his cock.

You think, for a moment, that he’s still teasing you. But before you can scold him for it, he slowly presses his cock deep inside you. Taking his time so you can feel every inch of his cock as he enters you.

As soon as he’s completely bottomed out he stops so he’s able to kiss you. You hook your legs around his waist again, to hold him close, and he presses his forehead against yours.

A look of mischief crosses his face.

“Fox?”

“I wonder,” He murmurs, “How many times can I make you cum tonight before you have to use your safeword.”

For a moment, you’re surprised, but then you grin, “I think we should find out. For science.”

Fox laughs, a bright and boyish sound that makes you fall in love with him all over again, “Well, who am I to deny science?” He asks, a wide grin on his face as he slowly rolls his hips.

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[babacontainsmultitudes]

RIP Will Campos the only person who was murdered this episode.

[myimaginationplain]

I've come to the conclusion that being assigned the fandom-mandated "sunshine character" is the worst possible fate a character could face

[icewindandboringhorror]

boy in silly sitting positions compilation

[somelazyassartist]

I hate having really pretty visually interesting dreams because I know I'll wake up and forget it and even if I try to draw them before I forget I won't be able to recreate the style :(

[deathbydarkelves]

Do you have headcannons for night elf weddings??? There's a little canon for them, but it seems very Normal, and doesn't really seem to take advantage of what makes night elves a unique culture? Like, I imagine them more akin to traditional Buddhist weddings tbh. But, yeah, got off track. Would love wedding headcannons for night elves, or any other races too!

I’m glad I read this while I was at work, because as a result of not being able to respond right away, I had time to think it over and thus solidified a lot of the vague ideas I had :)

And yeah I completely ignore the canon one we got because it’s lame and boring <3

The whole thing is initiated with a hunt...

Technically anyone may join the hunt, but usually it’s just the betrotheds. And since polyamory is so common, that means the hunting party ranges anywhere from two people to A Lot of People.

But first, a priestess communes with Elune and requests permission for the hunt and by extension the wedding as a whole. If she permits it (she almost always does), a druid then enters a trance which may last up to a few hours to determine what animal the gods and other powers want hunted. It can be just about anything, as long as it gives the betrotheds a challenge and forces them to prove their ability to work as one. Deer, wolves, bears, sabers, hippogryphs, owlbears… smaller things too, like otters, pheasants, and quail. Not only do they have to kill the animal, but they have to find the specific individual the druid saw. So even if you’re “only” hunting a humble pheasant, you still need sharp eyes to make sure it’s the one you need, sharp ears to hear it in the undergrowth, and quick reflexes to claim it. So, while a hippogryph is certainly much more physically impressive, no animal is really seen as greater or lesser than another.

There are certain associations made with different animals, naturally. Something as dangerous as a bear is often seen as the gods either challenging what they believe to be a very capable pair/group... or a very incapable pair/group. Either way, taking that bear is a feat.

The standout exceptions are owls and chimeras. To be tasked with hunting an owl, a creature so closely tied to Elune, is considered one of the highest possible honors anyone can receive. And as for chimeras, well… marriages initiated with the hunting of a chimera are really only spoken of in legend. Or in crowded bars, by drunk patrons, who totally have a sister who hunted a chimera for her wedding.

The length of the hunt depends entirely on luck and the ability of the betrotheds, but it’s basically expected for you to practice hunting together after deciding you want to marry. Most hunts take a couple days to a week, but some stretch for months (either due to the animal's secrecy, or because... the betrotheds should have practiced a bit more). Once the animal has been claimed, the wedding truly begins. Death is part of the cycle of life, thus the animal’s death ushers in the next part of the betrotheds’ lives. The animal is butchered, with part (a stag’s antlers, a quail’s flight feathers, etc.) being set aside as an offering for the gods and ancestors. Then it’s cooked, and the next part of the wedding — the feast — begins.

The feast lasts eight days and seven nights, with food and alcohol provided by all the attendees. There may be other recreational substances too, depending on how rowdy everyone wants to get lol. Gifts are given during this time as well.

After the feast, at dusk on the eighth day, is the ceremony proper. It starts with the betrotheds giving thanks to their ancestors, the gods, and spirits. Incense is burned, shrines built and honored, and the offering saved from the hunted animal is given as well.

If the betrotheds have children in mind, they'll pay special attention to Goldrinn in hopes of pleasing him and preventing him from cursing their children with thor'drinn.

Then the betrotheds give their vows, and receive tattoos (usually on the upper chest) symbolizing their connection to each other.

I designed some quick, simple ones a while ago to get the idea across, but people will spend years deciding on a design. The only stipulation is that every other person in the marriage is represented by a solid circle, while the bearer of the tattoo is represented by a hollow circle. The solid circles hold a piece of each person’s spirit, and the hollow circle is where the bearer’s spirit can pass through to reach the others. These things can get really complicated. They can also be extremely individualized — not everyone in a polycule has to like everyone else, after all, so each person’s might have a totally different number of circles, etc. (They can also be added to or reduced over time. Magic makes tattoo modification a lot easier lol)

Many people’s tattoos incorporate something related to the animal that gave its life for their marriage, as well. It’s typical to leave a space in your design just for that. But, ah… I drew these before I decided on the hunting thing lol (granted, the second one does resemble a stag's antlers somewhat, so there ya go!)

After being tattooed, the newlyweds then bathe in a moonwell together, or at bare minimum in blessed water. This is to clean their tattoos, speed up healing, and serves to wash away the remnants of their past, unwed life.

And that’s where things officially end. It’s, um… widely understood you don’t bother the newlyweds after this point :P

((Moonwells are magic and self-cleaning and this is just an accepted role of them, alright, it’s fine. Not everyone does that, but... generally speaking, people are gonna do what people are gonna do.))

EDIT: I haven't thought much about other races' weddings, but I can tell you the hunt initiating things is a holdover from dark troll traditions, and many modern troll weddings start with a hunt as well :) Tauren do a similar thing, though they conclude the wedding with a hunt (and subsequently a feast) instead.

EDIT 2: My friend brought up a good point. What if the betrotheds are, for one reason or another, unable to hunt the animal themselves? In that case, many get help from trained hunting animals capable of taking the prey they've been tasked with. A fox for a quail, a saber for a deer, etc. Otherwise, they may invite capable friends or family members on the hunt.

[strawberrysweater]

augh the ot3 and saimatsu...... i just love themb so so so so so much there are so few ships i feel this strongly about... nine times out of ten if i "ship" something it's in a sorta hypothetical way where i hardly ever imagine them doing romantic things together and more just. i like them when they stand next to each other and their dynamic is good/silly/tragic/etc. but saimatsu and saiibomatsu make me so unwell (positive) like. if my aro romance repulsed ass is imagining a ship getting married i have it BAD for them ok

[nobodybetterlookatme]

I've never heard of emts working only at events? What's that like for you if you don't mind my asking?

Yeah, there are ambulance companies that staff certain events, but there's some event specific companies out there lmao. For me specifically, it's almost entirely college events, whether it's happening on a campus or not. It's not great, usually pretty boring, but it's better than being on an ambulance or in a hospital. We do get actual emergencies sometimes, but usually it's just getting drunk people to the tent or giving out water and bandaids lmao. Again, boring as fuck, but I chose this over working on a 911 rig, so that's on me 😔 if I'm being so real tho, other than my coworkers, the best part of the job is the food lmaoooo it's so good and all the food trucks/food booths give discounts or free food to us depending on the location and event. And there's almost always a ton of downtime, so I basically just get paid to sit there and vibe for the most part

[selfinflictedgunshotwound]

how do terfs grapple with the fact that they're white supremacist losers who think that women are weak essentially like adult babies but that they also bear the apparent brunt of all human pain... liiike ok which narrative are we going with

[miumiins]

I remember seeing your twst art of Floyd and Jun together, it was so cute. Is it possible to make a short strip comic where older Floyd and Jin meet again. They just make a good couple and their interactions together are cute.

[aeide-thea]

disjointed thoughts abt like. various anti-'normalization' takes i've seen and how actually i think like. expanding the range of things people are aware of & comfortable with is in fact often a helpful step towards becoming less dependent on the concept of normality to determine acceptability, because once you understand that normal isn't in fact a narrowly fixed range but is subjective and can be widened, it becomes a much softer yardstick & less of a bludgeon

[dreamlogic]

...

[dredshirtroberts]

okay. i cleared out the space under my bed so the princess will have so much MORE room for activities than she previously did. at least until Saturday and we move to the new place and she can decide if she's going to play nice with the boys finally.

[keeps-ache]

redesigning ! :)

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[tbcanary]

yet again i say everyone who argues about what is and is not in character for jason needs to stop fighting each other and unite against our common enemy, scott fucking lobdell

[shimzus]

【直接的性格】        BLUNTNESS AND DIRECTNESS

kiyoko is one of the more blunt characters in haikyuu , evident by the way she refuses second-year tanaka’s proposal , humbles the third years during their shrine visit by informing them that a prayer to the gods won’t grant them a victory at nationals , explains to sugawara that she has no intentions of marrying him when she tries to steady his hands with her own , and constantly rebukes tanaka and nishinoya’s outlandish requests to be spanked/scolded. 

this blunt character is unique , not only as a character trope , but also in cultural context. directness is viewed as a negative attribute in japan since it can be conceived as abrasive and self-centered—— and it’s especially considered a negative trait for women. in a lot of ways , japan is still conservative about femininity , and women’s behavior is certainly not exempt from scrutiny. most women in media and in trends exemplify youthful cute charms ( girlish femininity , innocence , kindness , etc. ). 

it is rarer to see mature and “sexy” styles , especially those that also involve blunt and direct personality types. part of the reason that kiyoko isn’t criticized for being blunt is because she’s attractive and able to suit this style. other haikyuu characters who go against the natural grain like ushijima and tendou don’t have the same sort of social “clout” that a beautiful high school girl does , so their directness is considered a fault. tendou isn’t conventionally attractive and he’s a bit of an otaku nerd ( which isn’t a problem in today’s high schools , but in a private high school 10 years ago could easily have been an isolating factor ) , and ushijima is attractive but a jock-type who doesn’t have the same social fluency as other students ( since he focuses mostly on volleyball and might produce very one-note conversations ). kiyoko may be blunt , but comparatively she doesn’t have anything that ostracizes her from fitting in. she simply chooses not to engage with people at times.

of course , if she weren’t attractive , her bluntness would be considered a fault. it’s simply because she was lucky enough to be beautiful that her direct personality isn’t considered “abrasive.” instead , it lends her character to the onee-san trope ( a mature , no-nonsense , cold woman type ). being beautiful and blunt effectively elevates a woman to some goddess-like level. it may be because onee-san types are somewhat “rarer” to find—— not only is beauty “rare,” but a woman who isn’t the average girly/cutesy type is also “rare.”

however , i think it’s easy to lose sight of the fact that kiyoko isn’t completely cold-blooded and unfeeling. her behavior with the team may make her an onee-san type , but with other characters and other teams , she’s not quite the same. rather than directly refusing others , she adopts a technique of disregard or avoidance. she ignores oikawa who tries to talk to her , rather than confront him—— a person she doesn’t know—— by saying she has no interest in him. she also avoids talking to the players on other teams at the training camp in tokyo who are ushering to try saying hello to her , by instead chatting with the female managers she’s more comfortable with. 

when she does have to interact directly with someone , she’s polite and indirect. terushima stops her in the hallway at the spring interhigh and rather than be blunt or ignore him , she uses the typical japanese style of deflecting ( which is considered more polite ) and explains that she has people waiting for her. in japan , people understand an excuse like this to mean that she’s not interested and to signal that she’d like to break away. 

also , the way that she interacts with yachi and the other female managers completely contradicts the notion that she’s cold and blunt. tanaka and nishinoya even ogle that she’s chatting a lot , smiling , and having lots of “girl talk” with the other managers , which means that she’s not the sort of solitary person who blocks everyone out.

at face value , an outsider would see kiyoko’s behavior of being quiet , enjoying time to herself , and avoiding/ignoring interactions with people she doesn’t know as being very onee-san-esque. it’s easy to label her as an onee-san because of her outwardly expressed behaviors , in conjunction with the fact that she also doesn’t fit neatly into the cutesy girly trope. from my experience , most japanese women are sorted into these two categories ( the third might be somewhere in the middle , like the “girl next door” type , though that tends to lean youthful and girly too ). but this trope is , of course , just a shallow label and doesn’t hold any weight when considering the spectrum of kiyoko’s social styles. it may just be because most people don’t end up talking to her that they view her this way.

in my portrayal i try to emphasize depth in her personality—— her humor , her tendency to take care of others without being asked , and her thoughtfulness that may not fully manifest as words or actions beyond simply her own ideas. i do think that she’s more blunt and direct than most people. i think she’s not afraid to speak her mind , and to do so concisely—— which isn’t common in japan. i think it makes her a unique character when compared with others in the series. however , i don’t think it’s the one and only aspect of her personality , nor do i think it should be emphasized as the encapsulation of her personality. it’s just one element , and clearly one that she disproves by her proclivity for disregard and avoidance , and her ability to have friendly , sensitive , and supportive conversations with other characters.