#like literally slurping you up bruh

[mayearies]

dont read the tags thanks

[jinkicake]

Currently T-minus 6 days until scaramouche birthday and the worst day of my life😔like he’s been outside my bedroom door for the last few nights. Like ik that this mf has the nastiest sex EVER like the fanart community out?? They released him on purpose this close to Christmas(btw felt like another Tuesday like lmao how boring I bought albedo cat stickers to feel something) like I’m trying to be toxic w him but not really; the couple that’s always play arguing and making fun of other people. He can’t even get anyone pregnant but in albedo fashion he will fuck like he’s trying for a kid!! Clears his whole schedule (fatui scaramouche ig)so he can do nothing but pump you full of his cum, like he’s very messy I feel like the sheets are always ruined so you gotta keep a spare on the nightstand or something. Like he’s always trying to fuck in público places like he gets jealous very easily and he can do the whole lmao this ass is mine. But if he sees some loser ass fatui grunt still trying after he’s made is week he’ll he will literally call him into his office to reprimand him and like while he tries to explain himself he hears you choke bc he pushes your head all the way down without warning and he pays your head saying some shit like “don’t be rude I’m having a meeting” like he’s gunna absolutely dominante you and the poor bastard will have to watch like he can’t hear you slurping down there😔😔 “ their mouth feels really good, that why you been harassing them instead of doing your job?” Probably makes you cockwarm him but it’s fake bc when you beg he says you can ride him immediately.(as I will like lmao i am slamming down on him) but he’s just looking him dead in the eyes with the most bored glare. Slips his hand down in between your legs like he’s scrolling on his phone or something 😭 “hurry up and cum already you’re ruining my pants.” Or “you can’t to be good and cum on my cock?go head” and holds you tight as your eyes roll back and that grunt much less any other one talks to you again. Likes cute outfits!! Like he’s gunna buy you expensive intricate lingerie JUST to tear it off you. Will sit you on his face until you hit his head to try and get away. He’s such a Fucking menace😒 I feel like he would tie you up and leave wanting

omg only five days until the birthday bash of the year?! we're starting off strong! you guys are going to do a joint thing right looool

scara is really hoyo's new 'it boy' and as of right now, i dont hate it kekeke

omggg lemme see the stickerssss i want xiao stickers so badly hehe i might order some

bruh i just had a thought about clay man like he cant get you pregnant either but hear me out w albedo's big brain he would figure out a way to get you pregnant LMFAO like you gonna have some clay babies or something.... if he really wants it... (yandere!albedo impregnating you w/o you knowing oof- crazy!) but yeah no kid for scara (thank gawd!)

NO bc scaramouche is such a pathetic loser because he would so try to make a claim on you in public after another fatui agent glances at you.... like hed take any excuse to fuck you smh

honestly, i like pathetic!scaramouche (what does that say about me?!) like mean but pathetic scaramouche who has no problem yelling at you but then cries when you leave him LMAO

he pretends like he doesnt give a fuck while pleasuring you but in reality he's so deep in his mind making sure that he's doing everything right LOL like im sorry but i cant have scara not interested like he needs to be obsessed or i wont care about him-

oh he's so the type to put you in pretty panties, have you sit on his face and then just lock his arms around your thighs and then eat you out until you pass out- hes evil!

and he would so tie you up to the bed and leave you there as a punishment, to embarrass you even further he might leave the bedroom door open just a bit so that anyone who passes by (childe, signora) can get a glance

((side note: i hope you have a happy new year my dear!!! </3 and some good albedo dreams~))

[bitchkay]

Smol thirst for Dia since I haven't seen anyone ask for him yet.

Okie like his gorgeous long hair... During sexy times, would he tie it up in a ponytail? So it's not in the way or would he leave it down?

Would he mind you pulling his hair?? Gently? Softly?

His hair is just so ✨luscious✨. Low-key I wanna see it stick to him with sweat after multiple rounds of sex

[Ask received: oct 8th]

Period✨

You know I was literally about to make a post complaining about how I've never gotten any thirsty asks about Dia cus what???????. I thought we all agreed bro was beautiful??????? Am I the only one that want to fuck him???????

I love when my partner is gender queer🥰🥰

Breaking gender norms, that's so sexy😋😋

Dias hair is so beautiful too like

Pulling his hair in a pony tail while he give me head?????? Yes. Abso-fucking-lutely.

Tucking his hair behind his ear as a show of affection

I wanna braid his hair, like put flowers in it and shit

Then see it get ruined after I fuck him--

Ok two things-- actually three

Dia above me, digging my guts missionary style w his hair draped down like a canopy with only me under it, like isnt that so romantic, I'm the only one in his gaze✨

And then Dia fucking but he has on a headband like you know those headbands people use to hold their hair back while doing skin care, like the fuzzy ones, he has on one of those but like the ones with like cat ears like I feel like that would be so cute but also like hot cus like he only wears it when hes fucking and like his hair starts falling out of it and its damp with sweat, he leans over you and his hair falls over his shoulder and at this point your not even regarding the ears on his head cus it's just so steamy between yall, your bodies sticking together as you-- listen

And then there's the messy bun👀 but like Kenma style, y'know ts Kenma with his hair tied up in like a messy bun that's like kinda hot??? That on Dia but like while hes fucking you, yk still get the satisfaction of his hair swaying back and forth as he's like thrusting forward, his hair sticking to his forehead from sweat but it's still like tied up out of the way and he looks fucking sexy, like it's perfect

Dia is so gender.

Like why can't I be a pretty boy with long hair😣😣

Hand over your gender sir this is a threat🤬🤬

Dia has such pretty eyes too yall

He was these really pretty clear light green eyes💚

I wanna see them roll to the back of his head--

And the way his pink hair just draped over his face in such a way and eyes standing out behind it with his pretty eye lashes

Can't argue with a guy with pretty eyelashes like what ever you say beautiful🙄✋🏽

I want Dia to give me head yall

I mean I wanna give him head--

Like imagine bruh, pushing his hair out of his face while his laps at your pussy, and he looks up at you with those pretty green eyes

I'd fold immediately.

Imagine this☆:

"O-ohh yes..." you tossed your head back against the pillows as Dia flattened his tongue against your pussy. His arms wrapped around your thighs as he buried his face in your folds tasting all of you. "Mmm.... so sweet..." he groaned at your taste, his tongue circling your clenching hole. You arched your back as he slurped upyour juices, wet lurid sounds coming from where you connected. "Ahh~" your lewd moans bounced off the walls as you anchored your feet on Dias shoulders almost as if you were to push him away. He lifted his head from your pussy licking his lips as he stared down at the glistening wetness of your cunt. "So messy~~" His voice was smooth as butter, you watched as he parted his lips, a glob of spit dripping from his lips landing right on your pussy. "Pretty too~~" His thumb smeared his spit all over pussy, creating a wet squelch as it mixed with your arousal. "Ah-mnn..." Dia thumbed your clit, circling it slowly as he enjoyed the sight of your wet throbbing pussy before his eyes. Dipping his head down again you gripped his lustrous pink hair as he sucked your pussy, making out with your dripping hole. You looked down at him, pushing his hair out of the way, pulling on his strands as he wrapped his lips around your clit. "O-ohh god!" You couldn't help but moan as Dia focused his tongue on your clit, dropping his jaw as he looked up at you with a seductive gaze, the tip of his tongue toying with your bundle of nerves. He held eye contact with you feeling the way your cunt twitched under his gaze. "Hahh... fuck..." It was almost too much, unable to look away from his sinful eyes, his hair pulled away from his face, bundled in your fists revealing his pale forehead it was an erotic sight. Your breathing was beyond labored as Dia ate your pussy, thrusting his tongue in your sweeping hole. "Fuck!" It was too hard to win against him. "Mmm... Always so sensitive for me... c'mon~" It was almost like a game to him. "Ah! Ahh!!" Only the objective was making you cum. "Yes... sing for me lovesong♡~"

Pretty boys eating pussy is my weakness sorry yall🤭💞💞

[peterparkersnose]

The Last of Us Episode 4 Spoilers

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Shortest episode so far at 45 mins

Ellie with her gun omg “pew pew pew”

She gonna get caught put that shit away babes

THE JOKE BOOK i love her this is too good

i’m so happy they included the joke book and brought it back

THE PLAYGIRL nawwww

More direct script from the game.

“Bye-bye dude!” never gets old

Both chef Boyardee fans lmaoo

Joel teaching her why they can’t have fire 🥹 Joel teaching tho

He is so done with her I love it

Anxious protective joel in the woods i love it

NAW COFFEE

I agree with Ellie though coffee is nasty

“Smells like burnt shit” as joel slurps it up

The “your cargo” scene wasn’t as hurtful as I thought it would be

another back shot of Joel that used to be my pfp slay

The adrenaline would feel so different watching the show If I didn’t know every spoiler, it’s why I loved Frank and Bill’s episode because it wasn’t already spoiled for me. 

Kansas city babyyyyy

ellie probably shit herself right there, Joel ain’t dead yet sweetie

joel is pissed as fuck about the gun, but rightfully so

bro she shot someone for the first time. imagine how hard that has to be she’s literally like what 14? damn. 

The cannibals- naw no thanks (my ass can’t remember if they were the cannibals or if david was the cannibal… oops)

HENRY!

maybe I’m a bitch, but this ‘Kathleen’ lady isn’t a very good actress. It feels so forced she’s not tough enough to give orders like that. sorry

show me the bloater, man. I want to see sum infected

only complaint about the show so far- not enough infected 

Daddy Joel consoling Ellie

“i’m really not good at this” “yeah your not”

he’s teaching her how to use a gun omg how cute! 

I lied this is a sweet moment between Ellie and Joel with the gun

aww he’s helping Ellie jump in to the building. Really want to push the triangle button right now 

old Joel. I love him ❤️

33 floors?! daddy Joel needs to sit down 

DAMN 56??? my ass thought Joel was 52 (at least in the games)

idk why they made him 56. Pedro is 47, the oldest I would take Joel for is 54. Easily could have kept the age, I don’t take joel for being almost 60 (if you count 56 as almost 60)

The diarrhea joke was good bruh

JOEL LAUGHING OML I LOVE THEM

HENRY wassup babes 😉 

[nottobeadickoranything]

I love how all these brainwashed by right wing idiot-ass made-up culture war slurping mutants simultaneously claim now in NYC and CA were both better than "back then" when thats not true, crime is currently massively down in both places from the nationwide 1968-1996 peaks, but also at the same time, they also romanticize those old eras when violence was much higher. Its almost like they actively want more violent crime just so they can validate winning every side of an argument of how now crime is both currently terrifying and "going up" and CA is "crime infested" and "destroyed", as well as CA being "soft and weak" due to Democrats...like just shut up bruh, the answer isn't more cops and billionaires, you fuckheads 😂😭

Look, here are the facts:

1 - violent crime was mostly done by the boomer generation, who now also control the media, who make the media say "crime is on the rise" when its down literally 80% from say, 1991. The numbers show the massive spike in violent crime was between 1968-1996 - the boomers' physical primes. The boomers do not recognize that they are the generation that are freaks and shouldn't be allowed to run anything. They believe all other generations are as violent as they are, and combined with the boomers love of delusional hyperbole, have created this world where everyone is bombarded by the media of every crime that exists, blowing up these often mis-reported "crimes" as headline fear mongering.

2 - California is the best USA state by a trillion miles. Best weather, best locals, best lifestyle, most "free" feeling state aside from maybe Minnesota now. Since day 1 of its founding, which explicitly stated "no slavery" in its constitution and in doing so created a rift between CA and the USA that still exists to this day. CA being built from the ground-up by Chinese, Mexicans and Irish also infuriated USA to no end, thus the creation of these utterly bogus "California is bad, actually..." narratives. Hundreds of years of "California is bad but 7 of the top 15 happiest USA cities are CA ones" and "The big earthquake is coming you better be scared of this thing that gets dwarfed in US citizen death every year by hurricanes, tornados and floodings, every single year. 9 people have died from earthquakes since 1995. 9 in 29 years. Come the fuck on. This is a minor issue at best yet all we ever hear is how CA is gunna fall into the sea, or even stupider, its "destroyed". I got in and out of the DMV in 21 minutes, how is that "destroyed"?

[zombies-aliens]

So like, having a girl sit on my face is a fantasy of mine. I love the idea of pleasuring a woman. I love the idea of making her orgasm with just my cum, and the idea of her squirming around while I slurp her up and stimulate her clit. Putting my whole fat tongue on her pussy and licking from the bottom of it to the top. The thing I learned is when a girl sits on your face she literally sits. On. It. All her weight on your face. Dawg.. 🤤

I learned from reddit. Lol. Talking about its a primalness to it and that sounds fucking hot. Like she's fucking grinding the hell out of her pussy on your entire face drenching you. That sounds wild man lmao or maybe it's just on the lips idk but the whole face? Damn baby 😳🤔😏

But I still wanna try it one day with a girl I like. And that girl is my fucking crush and man I thought I was in love and maybe to a degree I am to an extent, but I can't tell for sure because idk her and doesn't it take time to build? I've been going by love at first sight but anyway idc, all I know is I wanna hit that pussy up. I'm tryna make my dick and her puss close friends. And my tongue and fingers.

I sound sure and confident here dont I? Well I know when it comes time for it ima be scared bruh lmao I don't wanna hear it man I know im not the only one that's gonna be scared for the first time at eating a girl out. Omg but I'm so damn down for that shit. Her pleasure is my pleasure man deadass I'll get my nut after she comes or right before she comes and let my dick get the glory. Man that's how you get a girl to stick around man that's how you get em obsessed my man lmao and hey if I like her enough to eat her out, man look if I find her sexy enough for me to eat her out listen man I'll be willing to see how it plays out.

[red-writes]

If you take requests, can i please request some facesitting headcanons for Gojo, Sukuna,Geto and Nanami with a Chubby fem reader? Thank you 💕

coming right up!

→ gojo

gojo is the type to beg you to sit on his face. he fucking loves when you get into it and start humping his face, yes yes use him for your pleasure!

reminds you constantly that he's the strongest and that he can handle it it doesn't matter how heavy you think you are or how uncomfortable he's gonna be if you sit on him

Absolutely is a messy eater

im talking tongue is just going crazy, licking and slurping up anything he can

→sukuna

bruh

this mf is so into facesitting because he can assure you he will literally be fine without air which makes him keep you on his face for hours, overstimulating you beyond belief

there's no need to rush because hes going to take his time on you

let his tongue taste every inch of your cunt before he even decides that he's ready to get into the real fun

→geto

he is the type to have you sit on his face for his pleasure not yours tbh. he gets off on tasting you and being squished by your thighs with little no air to breathe.

he'll have you riding his face until you squirt and then will keep you there and overstimulate you until you plead with him to stop that you literally can't feel your legs anymore

→nanami

such a gentleman

kindly asks if this is something you'd wanna participate in him with

but don't get fooled, Nanami will be the thirstiest of them all

taking no breaks for air

he'll just suffocate between your thighs happily

like geto he also loves facesitting for his own pleasure as well

he oftentimes cums handsfree from it

[fallinforgyu]

OMFG NO CUZ YOURE SO RIGHT 😭 EVEN AFTER THE WEED WEARS OFF HE DOESNT WANT TO STOP LIKE SKEKSJEJ AND IT WOULD BE SO FUCKING MESSY JESUS

THAT ALSO REMINDS ME bruh i’ve seen vids of men like- eating a girl out but only touching her clit (and i don’t mean like just at first i mean like that’s all they do)- like yeonjun would never, him eating you out would be so messy like bitch would be slurping and sucking and licking and quite literally just making out with your pussy like akeksjtskghjjejd and there would be so much spit 😭

EXACTLYYYY EXACTLY 😩 yeonjun is NOT afraid to get messy!!! like i feel like he'd love to spit on your pussy, spread it around with his tongue, and then slurp everything back up 😵‍💫

he'd use his whole entire mouth too tho like he's not just gonna use his tongue 😤 he's got gorgeous lips and he knows exactly how to use them!! so expect to be kissed and sucked (and licked, ofc) for literal hours, because i seriously think that giving oral is yeonjun's favorite thing to do in the bedroom 😵‍💫

[brownskinwaifu]

{female reader btw}

I'm just thinking.

Toman members come back from a fight and they have nasty cuts but not too serious just the appearance is quite.. Yeah anyways they chilling and healing, most have bruised have eyes and they sting badly but all body pain is forgotten from the moment you pull up and hang with them cause what. the. fuck. are. you. wearing.

This has to be a joke right? That can't be your P.E uniform it's so.. fitting, the curves everything is on display, especially those milker jugs and plump peach shaped jiggly ass. Bruh your shorts aren't even holding it for you but what can you do that's your only uniform you gotta wait another month to get a new set.

Like you ain't dumb you can tell you got them pussy whipped so you make the most out of it and bring out your inner bimbo energy

"Draken, your soooo talll I bet you have big hands OMG YOU DOO???" the hands touching. boner. I have a feeling this man is into ASS and babe when I tell you he can't tear his bruised face away from those planets you call cheeks.. Hmph if only you were officially his.

"Mitsuya, you're not wearing your scarf properly let me fix it for you" you exclaim as you pull him by his BELT and arrange it for him. I swear the suprise groan he almost yelped out would've turned any gender on. The fact he was so vulnerable to the belt pull had him in an internal frenzy. He dont even want to think of you like that cause you in his sewing group but damn. He'd be lying if he said never jerked off to your tits in the school bathroom after you hugged him in the morning. They were so soft and big I- Boner.

Don't even get me started with Chifuyu. You slurped his noodles so loud, slightly puckered your lips, looked at him dead in the eyes, slobs of oil and Japanese mayo on your lips looking like you sucked the soul of someone. You fucking whore wanna know what you did next? "Mmmmm Chifuyu where did you buy the yakisoba it's.. SO GOOD- I CAN CUM AT ANY MOMENT" while you roll your eyes back??? You pornstar. He has the fattest bulge poking out in public, and with a bruised tired body can't he catch a break? He doesn't even know wether to make his moves and fuck you on sight or just fuck you on sight.

These niggas have never been this turned on in their LIFE. Literally Doja Cat's verse

"YUHHHHHH BODY BEEN A SIGHT FOR SORE EYES I JUST NEED IT WOOD LIKE FORTNITE"

Pt. 2 ????

[fishfarmfrankie]

Where the mha boys leave their hickeys/lovebites on you

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Warnings: kinda spicy, implied nsfw, also swearing I swear a lot.

Boys: Todoroki, Midoriya, Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Shinso

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Todoroki Shoto

-cutie lil baby he’s down for anything if its with you ❤

- But Shoto is an inexperienced boy and has no idea what he should be doing, so you’d have to be the one to prompt him into giving you hickeys.

-He gives them to you on your chest like the cutie he is. 

-He choses that area because he understands the importance of hiding hickeys and how they can be embarrassing. 

-Even though he doesn’t really understand why.

-That’s why if people did see them on you, he wouldn’t even flinch.

-He would not be embarrassed at all and just pin all the blame on you, causing you to be embarrassed instead.

-”Y/n are those hickeys on your chest?”

Todoroki- “Y/n asked for it, so I gave them some.” 

-He would just fuckin shrug as he says that, continuing to slurp on his soba.

-CEO of not giving a shit

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Midoriya Izuku

-baby

-very shy uwu

-doesn’t know how to do it at first so his dumbass would probably like do his first one on your fuckin wrist lmao

-people would think you did it yourself, when you say it was izuku fuckin no one believes you

“Y/n what happened to you wrist? It looks bruised.”

Y/n- “Oh it’s actually a hickey Izuku gave me.”

everyone in a two metre vicinity- “😐”

Y/n- “I’m serious!”

“Yeah right. It’s on your wrist you obviously gave it to yourself. deku is too innocent to do something like that, right deku?”

Izuku- *Dying of embarrassment*

Y/n- “GUYS I’M NOT LYING FFS HE’S A KINKY LIL SHIT I SWEAR TO GO-”

-after he gets more comfortable he’ll probably move to doing them on your collar bone :)

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Bakugou Katsuki

-whore. 

-He just leaves them every-fuckin-where

-mans doesn’t leave hickeys highkey just fuckin takes a bite out of you. 

-he feral but wbk💃✨

-you better be a masochist because he is not gentle in the slightest

-he mostly leaves bites on either the back of your neck, shoulders or all over your legs.

-Not even on your upper legs like he will just fuckin bite your calves while doing ✨it✨ like bruh he ain’t subtle at all.

-people are too scared to bring up the marks in front of him because he will just go off

-”H-hey Y/n, what’s that on your-”

Bakubabe- “WEAK ASS FUCKSTICK EXTRA WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKIN’ AT?!? I’LL BEAT THE SHIT OUTTA YOU IF YOU DARE STARE IN THEIR DIRECTION YOU GOT THAT?!”

-”s-sorry T-T”

-and trust me that shit stays there for weeks. Yet no one will say a single fuckin word ever.

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Kirishima Ejirou

-sweetie pie, but similarly to Katsuki, Kiri bites.

- He is really self conscious of his teeth and usually tries to avoid even grazing you with them but he’s a passionate lover so once he’s riled up he’s absent mindedly biting you all over.

-mostly your inner thighs. Kirishima is a thigh guy.

-no one really notices the marks unless you wear short shorts, even then they’re pretty well hidden.

-If someone did point it out you bet Kirishima would feel embarrassed as hell.

-Not really for himself but more for you. Like he’s very much a gentleman and is the type to feel guilty for making people sexualise you or even think about you in a sexual context, knowing that it would be partly his fault.

-He’d probably just tell whoever it was that pointed it out to just drop it.

“U-uhm, Y/n, are t-those teeth marks on your inner thigh?”

Y/n- “Uhhhhhhhhhyeah?”

“W-wha-”

Kirishima- “Hey man don’t worry about. Let’s just get some lunch I was thinking-”

-Thanks for the save bb kiri is as dependable as ever 😌

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Denki Kaminari

-he’s a cumslut whore. I do not take criticisms on that.

-Denki is sexual down to his core. But his favourite thing would be going down on you.

-mostly a tits/nips kinda guy, but he loves ass a whole lot too.

-Two words, Ass bites.

-Fuckin bite marks, hickeys, general bruises all on your fuckin ass. Literally on your  a s s.

-I apologize to anyone who wears booty shorts a lot bc sweetie you’re going to get an ear-full from everyone when they see how ravaged your ass is.

-But Denki being the asswipe that he is will actively go out of his way to show everyone and anyone what he did to your ass.

- He’s like “Yeah, we’re freaky like that. Do that on the daily. Bet you virgins could never evenAHHH-”

-That’s when you knock him out.

-I know it doesn’t seem like it but I like Denki I swear

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Sero Hanta

-Also a gentleman (to an extent😜)

-He’s a romantic, is always spending time with you and is so grateful you’re in his life :,)

-Therefore- Stomach hickeys.

-Not really on your stomach but like near and around your V-line/hips. In that general area.

-Mans just wants you to feel good in your body, praise kink 110%. 

-It is very rare people will find these hickeys unless you’re wearing a super lowcut pair of pants.

- They’ll just stop and be like 😳

Y/n- “ What?”

Sero- “Uhm, baby our love sessions are showing.”

Y/n- “😶our wha- 👀. 😳😳😳😳😳😳”

-awkward silence but you two kinda just laugh it off while everyone else is hella surprised the two of you would partake in such- acts of affection.

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Shinso Hitoshi

-freaky.

-anyway. Neck kisses. 

-Except they’re not kisses they’re bites

-He likes to be in control and the easiest and most accessible way for him to get you heated is on the ticklish spot of your neck.

-Another thing about him is he kind of likes showing off those neckbites, like he is no where near like Denki where he actively brags but he is not shy to force you to tie you hair up so everyone can see them. 

-or he’ll just randomly trace his fingers along the indents of his teeth marks at random points in time.

-He takes pride in that shit bro that’s a huge ego boost.

-someone points that out? Shinso holds a shit eating grin.

“Um, Y/n, It looks like there’s something on your neck.”

-Shinso won’t even say anything he’ll just stare, grinning at you expectantly. Waiting to hear what excuse you’ll come up with now.

“Oh yeah, that’s just- training. We were doing training and-”

Shinso- “Oh? So I’m just training to you now?”

-Yeah Shinso would love making you as embarrassed as he possibly could.

-That purple minion lookin’ ass fuckface

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[blindedguilt]

☮ -

Oh is it love on dad hour? Hi dad!

I love you!

//Y'ALL STOP MAKING ME SOFT IM LITERALLY GONNA HAVE MY BRAINS SLURPED UP WITH A STRAW IF THIS KEEPS GOING ON LIKE BRUH *SOBBING* //I LOVE YOU TOO, MY FUNKY LITTLE ENTITY <3 Never stop creating and writing, Bun, I love seeing all the newer developments in your stories and how they play out! Thank you~

[astrablossom]

How Would Obey Me Characters Recieve Oral?

Buy me a coffee?

Lucifer: He is grabbing the back of your head and deepthroating you. Will pinch your cheeks and pull on your tongue.

Vagina Version: Still grabbing the back of your head as you eat him out. A squirter at heart.

Mammon: You know that thing where you hang your head off the bed and the dude fucks your mouth upside down? That.

Vagina Version: When you do that tongue thing to his clit while fingering. Sends him sky high.

Leviathan: Enjoys long sucks and teasing. Maybe wrap your arms around his bum and squeeze it a bit. His tummy too.

Vagina Version: Long ass lick because wow is he sensitive down there. Pull a pro gamer move and use that vaccum technique. Suckle on that nub.

Satan: Kitten licks is where it's at. Nibbling too.

Vagina Version: When you play with his folds before shoving your tongue in without warning.

Asmodeus: Literally anything but enjoys when y'all do it in the 69 position.

Vagina Version: Please let him sit on your face. When you stick your tongue up in there, it's hitting all the right spots.

Beelzebub: When you use your mouth to try and take him down in one go and use your hands to cradle his balls. He likes really wet blowjobs.

Vagina Verison: Actually prefers when you sit reverse cowboy style and finger him. Spread them lips wide and lean down to kiss em.

Belphegor: Mainly cockwarming to be honest but he likes when you lift his legs up and dine.

Vagina Version: Y'all know when the person eats you out and kinda massages your tummy? A sucker for that. Slow and sensual and he might fall asleep.

Diavolo: Deepthroating, kissing with lipstick maybe, and sloppy blowjobs are the way to his heart.

Vagina Version: Bruh y'all he is so fucking wet. Get some scuba gear because damn. Eat him out like no tomorrow but try not to drown.

Barbatos: He likes them to last long, edging, deepthroating and sweet kisses are the way. Bonus for kissing his balls.

Vagina Version: Also likes sitting on your face because not only do you eat him out better he can see your expressions.

Simeon: At first he's super oversensitive since he doesn't do this a lot so just a normal one. But after a bit he'll guide your head.

Vagina Version: Would prefer if you just finger him in your lap, he's shy about that for some reason.

Solomon: Shady dealer here is but a simple man and will squish your cheeks. Really enjoys when you use the "Super Swirl 3000 Double Knob" technique because wow. Aka just flickering your tongue aggressively against the tip and then slurping down. Did he ascend?

Vagina Version: When you nibble on his folds very gently and then kiss the clit before making out with his insides. There is something about it that makes his legs quiver.

Tagging: @diavolosthots @beelzebubsbabyboy @obey-me-but-gayer @soloasmo-supremacy

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//in one fluid motion, tighnari managed to capture your hovering hand, dragging it forward under his arm to come in contact with his other. the motion dragged you flush against his back as he manipulated your fingertips against the underside of the mushroom. 

“-… there’s a coarser distinction. of course, you have to be careful when encouraging other to touch freely as some can still be poisonous.”

naturally you doubted tighnari would use you so freely as an impromptu demonstration, punishment be damned. though the way he kept your appendage hostage implied that you weren’t free from reprimand. //

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5 (+ 1)

or five times you attempted to pet tighnari's ears and the one time he let you

tighnari x gn! reader rated: t wc: 9k+

a/n: i swear i'm not a genshin writer. every now and again one just really hits me and won't leave me alone. i'm shaking at the prospect of meeting cyno.

|1|

when you had taken up the life of a very luxurious forest ranger, you hadn’t done so with any grand goal in mind. growing up you’d never been enticed by the prestige of the akademiya. the too tight robes warded off any appeal of unlimited knowledge. 

you weren’t much of a haggler either, so market trading had never been much of an option. to be honest, in most cases you couldn't be bothered and would give away something for free if it meant getting the person out of your face.

maybe as a child you’d dreamed of theatre. promises of dancing in front of a crowd. or performing a sincere song of gratitude in honour of your generous archon. but there was a reason why only the children of sumeru dreamt. because it saved you the reality of embarrassment. 

ultimately it made sense for you to be a forest ranger. you were blessed with a vision and had the aptitude for conflict when needed. you didn't mind being outside. sumeru was a beautiful land of bountiful vegetation and fauna. you were proud to be part of the force protecting it. 

so naturally, you were destined to join their ranks. you would fit in splendidly as long as you followed the basic code of conduct.

the rules were simple:

execute every possible strategy to ensure the safety of the public

do not engage in any withering zone excavation without first reporting it

do not under any circumstances attempt to touch master tighnari’s ears.

you believed that honour should be given where it was due, and tighnari certainly earned a bulk of it in sumeru. he was as tenacious in his research as he was in his determination to cull the withering.  

it was admirable. unquestionably gave his subordinates something to look up to. it helped that he made an easy guy to work for. tighnari was an abundance of knowledge, never failing to deliver relevant facts about any form of botany in sight. 

during your initial interview he completely sidetracked himself from testing your competency in favour of dumping the equivalent of a knowledge capsule on the entire forest on you. and during the whole time all you could think was how cute.

those fluffy, distractingly soft ears he had that twitched with every emotion. you noticed that sometimes they swayed unprompted, as if they had a mind of their own. the man himself seemed oblivious to your obsession, or just so immune to the attention at this point that it hardly phased him. 

it was a shame really. 

because by the time he realised you were out of your seat, he had a split second to snatch your offending hand before your fingers to reach the fur. the utterly adorable culprits seemed to tease your failure, flickering invitingly just out of reach of your wiggling fingers. 

at least you had enough integrity to smile in the face of defeat as your future boss leered at you unimpressed. 

he spent the remainder of your now orientation laminating over the very extensive punishment policy to be expected of any broken infractions. 

|2|

it was safe to say the threat of punishment didn’t weigh too heavily on your consciousness. what you did learn, was everything more the life of a ranger had to offer. it wasn’t as though you belittled it to a simple forest guide. you were well aware of how each and every one of your colleagues put their life on the line to protect the gifts from the first of the dendro goddess. 

but you never expected your contribution to feel so satisfying. 

every day your body got stronger, gaining the resilience and stamina to endure long treks through the forest. you became more in tune with your vision, able to protect not only yourself but others from harm. unexpectedly, tighnari’s long winded tangents began sounding more appealing as you absorbed the information rather than repel it. 

with each passing day you grew into the role of a proper forest ranger.

though there was one thing you hadn’t grown out of. 

“you two will be assigned with me. we’ll patrol the southeast canopy.”

tighnari was always so serious when delegating assignments. archon’s bless him. given it was a momentous occasion as it was imperative to understand everyone’s role so that their was a fair opportunity to return home safe and sound. 

it was just he way his ears followed each command. the adorable quiver not at all equivalent to his resolute voice. even after over a year under his command, it was still so distracting. to be fair, you’d learned to control your urges. after the second attempt and a week of making sure the long row of lamps remained glowing, you had at least accepted the pressing issue of testing his patience. 

your respect didn’t go unrewarded either. over time, you learned that under those cute ears was a very interesting man. you always knew he valued his time in the forest and that the publications were not just for show like some of the akademiya graduates. but to witness his unfiltered passion for the forest was … kind of refreshing. 

it made for genuine conversations that allowed you to feed off one another. while you’d never quite match his never ending knowledge for botany, you accompanied it well with your growing love for fauna. 

in short, tighnari had become an unexpected friend. 

with very endearing ears that you still felt the urge to touch after many, many months of barely held restraint. 

it was admirable. 

worth the gained friendship. 

and yet.

collei’s shoulder knocked comfortably into yours as she hopped with glee. her joy made her unaware to the sharp gazes watching her exuberant movements for any signs of fatigue. being around collei had eventually led you to believe that something was different about her.

as a fellow trainee for a time, the two of you had grown close enough for her to feel secure in delving into more of her past. her illness wasn’t necessarily rare but it wasn’t often you met many affected with as much optimism as she had. 

there was no doubt she had bouts of pain. sometimes you would cover her patrols to give her extra days of rest. tighnari was the most observant, always knowing when she needed a break. still the girl was a refreshing take on life in these darkening days. 

it helped that you both shared a fixation with a certain pair of furry ears.

whereas she was more timid in her appreciation, you had yet to shed your bold approach. 

well, maybe you got a little smarter. 

“but i already know about the sweetwater mushrooms,” collei whispered back, confusion staining her voice. there were times like this that her charmingness rivalled tighnari. 

you resisted the urge to pat the crown of her head. 

you all knew about the infamous fungi. upon its discover, tighnari had spent nearly a month after submitting his entry into the new rainforest guide speaking all about its elements; to anyone or anything regardless how responsive. 

if it was a botanical topic the fox found it hard to resist engaging. 

leaning closer, you kept a close eye on the leading man.” i know you do but tighnari always has something more to say. i just need you to ask him about it.” you refrained from using the word distract. 

collei’s ability to lie wasn’t a favourable skill. more often than not she caved in on herself before being able to spin a convincing tail. you’d learned fairly quickly the first time you convinced her to test a new route. the two of you hadn’t found any trouble but the slight delay in return roused a few questions. and of course tighnari had been the investigator. she never had a winning chance. 

“i still don’t get why i have to ask.”

“because i need an opening to try to touch his ears.”

the sharp gasp she left out was enough to shatter the gossip bubble as tighnari turned with a suspicious frown. his gaze fell heavily on you as the culprit. 

“what are you two muttering about?”

laughing sheepishly, your hip checked subtly against the younger girl’s as you took the lead. “just about the dusk birds. their mating season is approaching.”

tighnari raised a brow, but didn’t question further. one of the ways you’d managed to bond with collei had been over the observation of the bird hatchlings. they were one of the safer offsprings you were allowed to track in your earlier days, making you very familiar with their nesting grounds. it was one of the few areas he allowed you both to wander together without supervision. 

“uh huh, well unfortunately i doubt we’ll get many sightings this low. please try to stay vilgint for any threats.”

tighnari rolled his eyes at your comical salute but was unable to hide his small grin. it only fed into your wider one. 

good. he was in an amicable mood today. you’d both need it. 

collei managed to remain cool headed despite your hanging plan as the three of you ventured through the more worn paths. travellers and students alike tended to frequent these parts, fending off most wildlife who didn’t want to be bothered. it was mostly flora that flourished, taking up any available space. 

the perfect conversation starter. 

the green haired trainee squeaked when you cleared your throat and nudged her softly. the noise caused a flicker to tighnari’s ear but he otherwise left the two of you to your devices as he examined the population of fungi. 

your gaze darted to the seemingly preoccupied man and back, to which collei gulped but carefully approached. “um, master tighnari. do you mind going over the procedure for warning travellers about fungi again? sometimes i stumble with the more insistent ones.”

you could hear a bit of truth bleed into the ploy. it was certainly convincing enough as tighnari gestured for her to come to closer as he plucked a few samples. “certainly! it’s always good to familiarise yourself. sometimes they can get a little tricky. like this one, the bell-shaped and conical caps can often confuse people. you have to really pay attention to the arch…”

archons bless him, it didn’t really take much. 

tighnari’s eyes darted briefly to you as you settled near them. his body turned to welcome you into the discussion, but he otherwise continued his deep analysis of proper measurements of cap width. the fleeting eye contact was enough for you to witness the undeniable brightness as he conversed. 

as much as you liked to tease him, the jest hardly had any weight when the man was as serious about his research. he often responded with a chide about the importance of understanding and how it promoted coexistence. and then he would give you editions of his publications for you to study. 

the first few times, after you’d baulked at the depth of the information, you’d actually managed to discover a few interesting elements. despite his ability to drone on, the passion he felt was undeniable when reading through this material. even if you didn’t retain much of the actual reading, the smile you developed lingered. only to widen when you’d witnessed the excited flicker of his tail when you’d returned the books with a few inquiries of your own. 

tighnari took your interest in the fauna populating the forest seriously, cultivating the bud of fascination and furthering it. you hadn’t developed enough academic discretion to attempt a article- not that it would have been credible without the proper education- but tighnari baubles your insights all the same, often using your tracking skills to help develop new routes during various mating and hibernation periods. 

it … really helped you feel at home. valued amongst the other forest rangers. 

so what if you occasionally found your cheeks warming whenever he complimented your new discoveries. 

“when people ask, it's important to point out as many examples as you can to help them identify. in most cases you only have their attention for a few minutes so you need to capitalise.”

you had to give it to collei, she was either fully immersed or integrating very well into the diversion. though when tighnari got like this, it was nearly one in the same. 

rolling onto your knees, you paused as those endearing astute ears twitched in your direction. tighnari hadn’t skipped a beat, however instinct was so inherent. it made for an unfair advantage, however you had desensitisation on your side. the next disturbance you made as you leaned closer hardly got a reaction as his second nature focused on the world outside your bubble. 

it was a flattering downfall that you’d happily exploit as your hand neared your objective. 

“- actually that’s a common mistake. some of the gills look similar but if you notice here..:”

oh no. 

in one fluid motion, tighnari managed to capture your hovering hand, dragging it forward under his arm to come in contact with his other. the motion dragged you flush against his back as he manipulated your fingertips against the underside of the mushroom. 

“-… there’s a coarser distinction. of course, you have to be careful when encouraging other to touch freely as some can still be poisonous.”

naturally you doubted tighnari would use you so freely as an impromptu demonstration, punishment be damned. though the way he kept your appendage hostage implied that you weren’t free from reprimand. 

poor collei chuckled nervously as tighnari held out the fungi for her to try, eyes wondering anxiously between the two of you. from your imprisonment, you were unable to see what expression tighnari was giving off, but if the tight grip was any indicator it was safe to hypothesise that it wasn’t in your favour. 

“i um- see. thank you, master.”

tighnari didn’t appear to have any ill will towards the girl which was a small grace. his tone, however, was noticeably pinched as he directed the conversation over his shoulder. 

“do you have any questions, ranger?”

yep. 

there’s the wrath. 

accepting defeat, your head careened forward into the hollow of his shoulder as you mumbled your negative with the shake of a head. Immediately you felt his posture stiffen in responses to your relaxed submission. the proximity awarded you a personal showcase of the heat crawling up the back of his neck. 

interesting. 

“well then!” tighnari forced a cheerful bravado as he brought you both to an abrupt stand, releasing you in favour of stepping forward to lead. “collei, listen closely as they recite every classification as we finish our patrol. we can make note of their mistakes so that they don’t make them again when they extensively copy them onto the new pamphlets for next release.”

it didn’t evade you how the fox refused to face you as he pressed forward. you dared to guess that the rosy hue of his neck might match the roundness of his cheeks.

perhaps some discoveries were worth the failures. 

|3|

“I really want to feature the spinokrok in my next story but I’ve never really seen one up close. dad says it’s too dangerous though.”

“he’s right. they’re at the very bottom of the ravine.”

“oh…”

“but sometimes i pass through on patrols. if you’d like, i can snap a reference photo for you!”

“really? that would be awesome, thanks so much!”

children’s happiness was truly a unique fruit of motivation, both gratuitous and frankly slightly treacherous to consume. tighnari might liken it to one of the colourful sprouts that populate the banks near the cliffside; beautifully cunning but sure to leave you with a nasty surprise.

—okay, maybe that was a little dramatic. 

but you were certainly going to be in for quite the scolding if tighnari found out that you derailed your patrols for the sake of taking a leisure photo of wildlife. in the defence of safety, the fox wasn’t as easily swayed by a childish promise. 

fortunately, you were adept enough with just about any patrol path through the rainforest by now. your experience often persuaded tighnari to give allowance for you to tend to the paths along the outskirts of the village solo. 

which you were totally doing. 

just from a view a couple hundred metres below. 

the path towards the wetland ravine was a muddy line in the undergrowth, a quieter trail that rarely gathered much traffic: traveller or wildlife. to be honest, you hardly ever saw anything other than the spinokrok’s down here. though given their diet, it wasn’t much of a surprise. 

you carefully neared the bankside, watching the position of the sun in between the treetops. you’d already bartered away a lot of your time venturing this low. while you were known for a bit of wandering, if you took too long to check-in someone would end up alerting tighnari before long. the sky was already beginning to bleed into a light orange, the beginning shades of the setting sun melting into the blue above. 

not your first nighttime return, but the light scolding would be easy enough to shake off. 

the sudden splash drew your attention to the winding river as a crane took flight. the skittish fowl wouldn’t have been alerted to your presence this early which meant that your targets weren’t far off. 

tugging the kamera from your knapsack, you followed the line of the water through the lens. 

“there you are…”

razi would be pleased with the prints of the small brood of three. highlights from above complimented the red scales nicely. curious, you swung the lens further upstream in an attempt to capture a few more. known for their meat, if undisturbed it would be easy enough to find at least another two or three. 

however as the slithering vines stretched norther further, twisting through branches on its congest to conquer vegetation, you found the rapidly darkening view to be concerning. sure enough, the once plentiful flora was beginning to shrink on itself and take on a dull shade. the distinctive red flow of the withering zone was seated right in the apex of the blistering landscape. 

“here too?”

the area was small, but this route was part of the weekly assignments rather than the more frequent. had you not come here in search of fauna, it likely wouldn’t have been discovered for a few more days. unfortunately, locating it yourself was tantamount to giving away your private detour. 

for a brief moment you debated taking the chance to report, weighing the pros and cons. ultimately, the loss of independency once tighnari tracked your impromptu route was too great of a squander. besides, it was a small devastation. you were qualified to handle it.

—except for the corrupted machina lingering just out of sight. 

the narrow lens of the kamera hadn't been able to capture the additional dangers before you neared. had you been aware, you would have attempted to at least down one before you got too close. it was a tight battle, suffering under the thick miasma while trying to cut off the source. 

you’d managed to down the bulkier of the two, but the swindling snake-like projection had been doing an annoying job of evading your strongest attacks. with your hp at threatening level, coupled with low energy regeneration, you were starting to regret your choices just a little bit. 

you briefly wondered if tighnari would scold you through the eulogy. 

the darkness blanketing the forest worked against you, as the remaining threads of daylight faded. the red glow of the withering was the least comforting form of light to rely on as you made a hasty dodge away from the blasting beam. 

“oh, crap.”

a miscalculation saw your foot caught on a fraying vine, careening your forward as you landed heavily onto the ground. the threatening wind of the machina generating energy had you sucking in a harsh breath as you attempted to stand, resulting in a sharp jolt of pain as your ankle protested. a cold chill numbed your body in the worst way as the unsettling realisation of your actions weighed in. scrambling feebly for your weapon, you attempted to shield the next blow though you knew it wouldn't be enough. 

“enshroud!”

your body jerked in alarm as a cloud of green circled the earth around you. the lack of visibility should have been worrying, had you not been very familiar with it’s caster; and the inevitable reckoning that would come. 

the first half came in the form of a series tanglevine shafts trained to track and devastate. the secondary wave wiped out the last of the threats before your savour was able to focus on the bleeding blooms. you’d never been more grateful to witness a successful clearance, as the suffocating effects of the withering abed away. it gave you just enough clear air to breath a grateful sigh of relief before it all soured. 

the second half of your retribution, was a quieter approach of wraith then you were use to. tighnari refused to look you in the eye as he kneeled before your injured limb. not that that you were trying to see the reflection of your guilt staring back at you. it gave you the opportunity to observe that he’d come alone, making you wonder if he’d been informed or had simply stumbled upon you. 

neither option was beneficial. 

the fox was obviously simmering, that much was clear even in his silence. he’d produced a small aid kit from his belt and was examining your ankle. the first sounds of annoyance permeating the air when you squeaked at the firm pressure against the joint. 

it was obvious that you wouldn’t be walking out of here. 

as if you weren’t in enough trouble. 

tighnari’s reticence preserved as he tied a stiff bow at the end of your wrapping before turning to offer his back. sighing, you accepted your fate and looped your arms around his neck. tighnari waited until your knees settled at his sides before he rose to his feet, added a second security under the weight of your thighs. 

at first you hoped to construct a plausible excuse in his silence, but after you’d practised the same redemption for the twelfth time you were starting to become more concerned about his resilience. you dont think you've ever witness tighnari hold back a scolding this long. 

unable to hold out any longer, you poked the hornet’s nest. 

“so razi has this new story idea.”

yeah you were throwing the kid under the bus, sue you. 

the first flicker of his ears was a subtle warning, but you pressed through. 

“he wanted to use the spinokroks as his next character but he’d never really been able to see one up close. and naturally it wouldn’t be safe for a child to traverse the forests. even with his father.”

there goes the second ear. 

“so being the helpful forest ranger i am under your tutelage, i offered to secure a reference photo for him. which of course—”

tighnari’s voice came quiet and strained. “please stop talking.”

you waited for him to say more, sure that he’d have more to tack on, but no other words left his lips. it was disconcerting in a way you hadn’t experienced before. you'd suffered through annoyance, frustration and some rage. 

but rarely disappointment. 

it was bitter tasting. 

it was rather telling when even the wildlife seemed to avoid the pair as you ascended out of the ravine. tighnari managed to not only reach the outskirts of the village, but did so without cracking under the pressure of your culpability. 

unfortunately you weren’t as robust. 

“tigh—”

“for every word, i’m adding a week of lamp maintenance duty.”

you squeezed your arms and legs around him in a hug, seeking out a thread of comfort through the throbbing pain of your ankle. 

“i’m sorry.”

tighnari sucked in a sharp breath as his steps halted. you could see the first glow of the lamps in the distance, no doubt a night crew lingering near to welcome the late returners. 

“you’re an idiot.”

a tight fist squeezed your heart as you shuddered against his back. 

“i know.”

“another week! i cannot believe your absolute disregard for your welfare. not only in straying from your patrols but to attempt to clear a withering zone without reporting it first. what were you thinking?”

your lips parted, voice small,” well i thought given how far off it was that no one would come across it before it spread.”

the fox was quietly shaking under you,” i’m tempted to bench you for a year for this alone. you could have been killed.”

“but i wasn’t.”

tighnari didn’t acknowledge the crackled excuse as he resumed the ascent towards the heart of the village. the conversation was over, at least for tonight. you almost felt bad for those hapless to witness the quiet fury as the leader trudged through the canopy. though the arrangement surely painted a telling story no one dared to stop or question.

upon entering your bungalow, tighnari silently backed into your bed until you took the hint.

as your arms slipped from around him, your fingertips brushed against the furry cartilage. though the action went ignored by both parties.

“rest, we’ll discuss this in the morning.”

|4|

the discussion did not come the following morning, or the rolling day as the sun rose and set. given your ailment you weren't exactly able to seek out your punishment, though the waiting game felt like the precursor. 

for the first three days, your only visitors were collie and one of the local healers. tighnari likely hadn’t banned the nervous girl, allowing her to stumble in at first light to assess your injuries. it seemed as though he also didn’t inform her of much as she tired to glean what she could. 

unfortunately, your mood hadn’t really improved from the night before, nor had your pain levels. you managed a tight smile at best, gritting through a scarce overview. the overhanging rumours were that you finally pushed tighnari to his limits. which was not too far from the truth. 

your medicine came in three intervals, and each visit was just that. umm only offer a genial knowing close-lipped smile as she applied the numbing cream and rewrapped your joints. the only news came from collei with each meal. it was never what you wanted to hear, but the sound of a voice other than your thoughts was welcome. 

you were able to keep up with light chat, the both of you doing an amicable job at avoiding the shaggy sumpter beast in the room. if the flightiness she gave off was anything to go by, then tighnari hadn’t completely cooled off. initially, you’d only probed subtly. asking about her patrols to see who accompanied her. questioning new withering zone reports to gauge who might be assigned. either tighnari had instructed her to be tightlipped or she was on as much of a lockdown as you were because the information gleaned was inconsequential. 

it wasn’t until the fifth day, when you were able to balance on your injured ankle for longer than a minute that you dared to try for more. 

umm had just finished, stepping clear of the doorway to allow collei to maneuver freely with the two bowls of lunch. the younger girl was in a lighter mood, giving you the extra confidence to push. 

you took a bite of the leftover stew first, before testing the waters. “has tighnari taken you on any deeper patrols lately?”

the girl stiffened but otherwise did not show any signs of distress. 

“not really, he’s been kind of strict with patrols lately. only seniors have been assigned to the forest floor. i patrolled the understory with nasrin yesterday though! the dusk birds are starting to nest.”

you could resist a soft smile as the girl lead comfortable into a short tangent about the different locations she’d tracked in her notebook. she loved to watch the hatching process from the birth to first flight. tighnari was often more lenient with her during this season. you were pleased to know your mess up hadn’t resulted in that being taken away.

“hopefully i’ll be healed enough to catch one of the hatchings.”

collei’s gaze flickered to your freshly wrapped ankle, “master tighnari wouldn’t say but he’s been pretty testy about ranger etiquette lately. well more than useful.”

“yeah, i was pretty stupid,” you muttered, quoting the fox’s words from that night. 

collei sat upright on the chair by your desk, responding to your despondent mood. “he’s not nearly as bad as before though. i mean that morning after he was really mad. not like loud angry, but everyone knew not to test him. but he’s calmer now”, she assured.

you assumed as much. avoiding you was likely the best way to keep his temper in check.

you watched as the green haired trainee squirmed in her seat, no doubt uncomfortable at the idea of being between the brewing conflict. tighnari no doubt tried to ease that predicament by withholding information. the least you could do was honour your half to keep from setting her off. 

“umm said i should try walking around more. i got permission to pace the platform if you want to join.”

the girl jumped at the chance, nearly losing her bowl in the process. laughing, you quickly took hers and set it on the desk with yours before standing to your feet. collei was at your side, urging your arm over her shoulder. it wasn’t really necessary but you’d never turn down the girl’s assistance. 

carefully the two of you ambled through the leaves shrouding your entrance. it wasn’t the first time this week that the sun warmed your skin. umm had urged you to test the distance from your bed to your porch on the second day with each visit there after. it helped tp press your limitations while keeping the joint from getting too stiff. but this was the first time you’d been able to venture far enough out to interact with more than the same two people for the last few days. 

collei remained diligent as she led you down the straight path, attention not straying from your gait as you greeted faces you haven't seen in awhile. the reception was overall positive, your health and wellbeing superseding the wraith that had hung over the encampment for the past week. it narrowed down the list of those you’d need to apologise to at least. 

“oh it’s master tighnari!”

your gaze snapped to her extended finger, noting the tall tuff of ears before anything else. his back was turned to you, a fortunate thing as you still weren’t sure how to face him just yet. he appeared to be conversing with a group, though it wasn’t the usual collection of rangers waiting for assignments. 

you recognized the garments however. 

collei groaned as she sagged under your arm. “its the akademiya again. when will they ever learn?”

likely no time soon, as the pressure from both the forest and threat of the ‘scarlet king’ followers continued to rise. the first time you witnessed the prestigious envoy attempting to recruit the fox, you’d been in awe. it was somewhat of an honour to be approached by anyone doning the gowns. next to the archon herself, they were the reigning power. however the prestige lost a light grace, when tighnari scoffed at the invitation. 

it was one of the occasions that you’d really come to appreciate more than just his vast knowledge. of course, you respected him as a leader but it was different to consider his understanding of plant life on a scholarly level. his tangents that he loved to rattle your ear with were published and very popular articles. 

he was something of a celebrity. a fact that you loved to tease just to see the tops of his cheeks grow warm at the admission. 

now, even at this distance, you could see a similar red dusting his fair skin. but not in the pleasant way that warmed your chest. 

no it seemed that an inkingly of your excursion still peaked his heart rate. and this wasn't making it any better.

that wasn’t good.

“collei, please help me.”

“huh? oh, wait! not too fast.”

tighnari grit through a tight smile, barely hanging onto his fangs to keep them from showing. at a young age his mother taught him that human could find it threatening. frankly, right now he wished to find out how much of a truth that was if it got these nuisances out of his hair. 

this was the last thing that he wished to deal with right now. the institution had taken a different route it seemed, sending students under the premise of studying under his tutelage. something he would maybe consider any other time than now. 

his foot tapped irritably as one of the bolder ones spoke his piece, spouting words of prose that meant nothing to him. they were all weak and obvlivious children wandering aimlessly. he had enough of those under his own watch. 

“master tighnari, i've read all your publications intensively and feel that i would be a valuable asset in your further research of the withering zones. i believe that together we can find a cure.”

tighnari barely resisted rolling his eyes. it was almost laughable. the withering had plagued them for centuries and they were still no closer to curbing it. no amount of research at this point was going to factor in. all they could do was contain, and that was a skill the akademiya didn’t teach.

breathing audibly through his nose, the fox attempted to remain cordial. “i appreciate your determination, however, i'm not in a position right now to allocate more rangers to facilitate your safety. the forest—”

“—i’ve also read intently on the local fauna and proper was to track warning signs of predators…”

tighnari really hated when he was interrupted. 

“i’m confident in my ability to spot danger before it becomes a problem.”

especially by know-it-alls who were overstepping in his domain.

the student continued on unware of the growing dangers, “i’ve brought a few of my manuscripts with me if you’d like to browse some of my speculations and hypotheses…”

tighnari's brow twitched as the student droned on. for someone who boasted about extensive research on understanding predators he was rather obvious to the one standing before him. the same couldn't be said about his colleagues who were carefully edging back. 

“if i could just get a few samples—”

the student had sense enough to notice as the plant scholar suddenly flinched, hand coming up to grasp the wrist of the hand threatening to touch the tip of his ear. it was the first time since opening his mouth that he’d taken into account the strained curl to the lips of the botany researcher. 

his gaze then flickered to the more relaxed, if not slightly sheepish smile of the forest ranger behind. they seemed otherwise unconcerned despite the death grip they'd been trapped in for … attempting to touch master tighnari’s ears?

the student felt a shudder wrack his body as the fox’s grimace smoothed into … something that he would one day recognize as a reckoning he’d be fortunate to survive in years to come. 

“apologies, you’ll have to excuse me. it appears one of my rangers feels well enough to venture off their bed rest and is due for some new assignments.” with that, the lead ranger looped the still trapped limb over his shoulder before assisting the injured ranger back up the canopy. 

“you can give your manuscripts to my trainee, collei.”

the green hair trainee in question waved timidly, unsure of how she got in this position but willing to help.” hello, im forest ranger trainee collei. please let me assist you safely out of the forest.”

|5|

“it’s master tighnari!”

believe it or not, forest rangers did get off days. while it was still heavily frowned on to use that time to exploit certain privileges to free roam the forest, there were other activities that some could get up to. 

some would use the opportunity to travel to the city or port for the market or to visit family.

others utilised their freedom to work on personal research. 

then there was tighnari who used the opportunity to research the local flora … via oral experimentation. 

your small project had been tossed aside in favor of darting out of your bungalow at the cry of fright from the green haired girl. it wasn’t the first time you’d witnessed tighnari taking his passion … to the next level. that time, curiosity had thrown him into a rather long slumber that he’d conveniently woken up from after a gratuitous amount of panicking on collie’s part and just in time for you to return with the rescue aid party. 

it was safe to say that was not the last occassion, and tighari had treated you both to several lunches to make up for the scares. 

but it wasn’t often that he was brought back to the village in a state. more often than not the ailments resolved in the time it took someone to find him or simply shaken off with no concern. 

it was enough to have you barreling unannounced through the head ranger’s door with apprehension. firm but fraying hands caught you as you stumbled through, righting your body before you could embarrass yourself. 

“don’t worry, tighnari is fine. it’s a harmless reaction to one of the fungi he consumed.”

umm brought her hands to a comfortable leisure behind her back as you peered over her shoulder. 

tighnari was lain out across his bed. it looked as though he had been tucked away intentionally, but the man had fought away the sheets in a fit. there was a light coat of perspiration doting his forehead and his skin had taken on a rosy flush. it hardly looked harmless. you’d never seen the lead forest watcher look so … unravelled. 

when was he going to learn to stop experimenting so freely?

umm gave a passing pat to your shoulder,“with a bit of rest he’ll be just fine.”

you had hoped as much but it eased some of your worries to see him at least home safe. though his predicament still tested your resolve. you would distract yourself for the time being concocting your own chiding speech. seriously, someone needed to hold him accountable. as it seemed, you were the only one daring enough to challenge the fox. 

heavily a relieved sigh, you turned to leave. collie would likely need a second dose of comfort now that you’d taken your own inventory of the indisposed ranger. umm, bless her soul, wasn’t a very convincing source of comfort. having collie help prepare your speech would do some good for her as well.

“wait, don’t go yet.”

you stiffed at the unexpected plea. the voice behind you sounded a bit stronger than it should be in this predicament, more like the fox you recognized. umm hadn’t left you with any instructions, but it was safe to assume he was meant to rest as not to rile up his heart rate anymore. something you were very good at doing.

you liked to think that the two of you were on agreeable terms thus far. you’d been a textbook ranger over the last few weeks. not testing the limits of your privileges or boundaries. it allowed for the two of you to have some nice conversations. though you doubted anything very articulate would come from his mouth right now. 

it was unfair, how adorable he looked with mussed hair, heavy eyes and creased clothes. umm had taken responsibility to rid him of the more decorative parts of his uniform, leaving him in a simple shirt and pants. the said shirt appeared to have been tugged open, revealing the lean muscles of his chest and abdomen. 

that was decidedly leaning away from cute, as you tore your gaze away and scolded yourself. 

“you should really lay back down, tighnari, i need you to be yourself when i deliver your scolding later.”

“tigh.”

“huh?”

you were shaken out of your stupor when he stood, concern triggering your fight reaction as you quickly huddled him back onto the bed before he fell. he allowed you to do so, however when he glanced up at you his olive eyes showed annoyance.

“i prefer when you refer to me as tigh.”

your mouth open and closed silently at the admission. you could never recall tighnari outright scolding you for the curtail of his name. you used it so sparingly, and only ever in the comfort of just yourselves or collei. 

he never really showed any emotion other than surprise the first time he’d realised what you said. you never assumed he’d catalogued the occurrences to feel any ownership over the name.

you fidgeted under the scrutinised of the fox, unsure of how to proceed from there. it was obvious that he was still mildly effective if the rose of his skin was anything to go by. but there was undeniable clarity cutting through the fog in his eyes. it was enough of a relief to have your shoulders sagging slightly. 

if it got him to comply and rest through the remainder of the effects, you could concede. 

“okay, … tigh. please stop eating flora so carelessly.”

it wasn’t your intention to start the chastising prematurely, but if he wanted you to talk, you’d do so. you weren’t sure what all of this he would recall, but you hoped the echoing nag of your voice would hover like a hangover next time he considered experimenting alone. you knew he only tested things with vague assumptions, just enough to ensure that he wouldn’t perish on sight. but it was still close enough calls for you to worry. 

you thought nothing of the way he snared your hands, too used to having them detained in pursuit of your goal. maybe another time you would be the one to catalogue just how frequently the two of you help hands. certainly enough to suffer from desensita-

your speech cut off with a choke as the fox brought one of your hands to the crown of his head. it was the closest you’d ever gotten to your prize, just a simple flex of your fingers and it would be yours. 

and he was just allowing it. 

“um, tigh…?”

you swallowed as his hold slid to your wrist, thumb caressing the inside. 

“it’s what you want, right?” unintentionally your finger flexed under the strain of resisting, just the casual brush against the ear causing the body to shudder. tighnari managed an even breath through his nose, but you suspected his heart was creating as much of a racket as yours was. “ i want you to. i don’t mind if it’s you.”

you sucked in a sharp breath at the omission.

it took strength that you didn't think you had, and stupidity you’d likely reflect on later that night as you regrettably pulled your hand away. firmly not thinking at all about the soft whine that left the fox’s lips at the action. 

your smile was wobbly, frail under the weight of emotions teetering at the edge. you gave his bicep a comforting squeeze before you urged him to lay back in bed. thankfully he didn’t put up much of a fight as you tucked him in. 

his lashes fluttered closed against the cool caress of his cheek.

“next time, promise.”

between one breath and the next, he fell asleep.

|+1|

tighnari woke to a low hanging sun and a heavy head. despite the warnings he opened his eyes, then immediately shut them. though blurry and out of sequence, the master ranger was able to piece together the majority of his last coherency. 

he’d been experimenting with the effects of the moonshade mushrooms. there had been reports of unaware travellers losing consciousness in the middle of the forest and waking in a fevered state. naturally, he’d taken it upon himself to test the outcome in order to properly assign warning labels in his next publication. 

the initial bout of slumber had been brief, broken by a wave of nausea and the sensation of his body overheating itself. he then recalled umm stripping away his uniform in order to help him cool down.

and then there was you.

he remembered the sound of your concern and the inkling of berating though he couldn't exactly call back the wording. he was sure to get an encore either way; well deserved. 

there was a gaping absence in his recollection, but the sensation of your hand settled between the space of his ears hadn’t escaped him. when had he gotten bold enough to daringly reach out like that? sure you’d done the same on multiple occasions but it had been in pursuit of a singular goal while he—

tighnari stared at the leaf drawn entrance of his chamber, face burning. 

but surely that could not have all occurred before noon. 

“oh good you’re awake. that mushroom managed to down even you for a full day. it's certainly something to be aware of.”

the elderly woman peered briefly through the cut of the door before granting herself entrance. tighnari sat obediently still as she flittered over his vital signs, ensuring his temperature and heart rate were within agreeable boundaries. 

she scribbled the notes like clockwork into the parchment on his desk. while his methods weren’t often agreed upon, umm saw the value in the repercussions. her diligence had help assist in multiple breakthroughs. tighnari would be sure to deliver a nice basket of her favourite tree sap candies once he was back in working order. 

amir would have certainly taken initiative to oversee assignments for the day. he would certainly owe collei a visit as well to assure her fears. he vaguely remembered her putting up a fuss when he’d been carried in, shortly before she’d been directed out leading to her alerting you. 

tighnari’s cheeks grew hot again. he refused to acknowledge the rising blush even as umm chuckled quietly while gathering up her kit. instead, he kept his eyes on the entrance as he pinned his sashes in place and equipped his vision. 

it wasn’t as if the two of you weren’t already rather close. it was safe to say he gave you more allowances than most. sure, your futile attempts to touch his ears could be frustrating at times, but more so because of the opportunities you took than the actual actions. 

despite popular belief, tighnari didn’t truly hold his ears in that high regard. it was more out of proprietary that he shied away from strangers acting out of curiosity. to be honest, he really wouldn’t mind too much if a ranger asked to pet them. but it seems as if their own misconceptions had fed into the unspoken rule that his fox-like features were out of the question. 

except for you. 

over time, the two of you managed to lapse into a comfortable game of cat and mouse. tighnari knew if he’d shown any true signs of anger you would have backed away from the start. but his tolerance had permitted you to try again and again. 

so what if the occasional punishments he placed on you deterred the others, it never snuffed your fire and that was all that mattered to him. 

it was only natural that over time constant exposure would ignite his own interest. he could recall with vivid memory the way it felt to have you pressed against his back that time in the forest when you attempted to claim your prize in the middle of his lecture. he’d made you wait there while he finished the lesson, all the while relishing in the heat permitted his back. 

had it been just the two of you, he would have let you. 

yet when he finally caved and gave you the permission you'd been seeking all this time, you’d backed out. 

‘next time’ you’d promised. 

“if you’re done laminating, once you've finished eating you can go find them. i  believe i saw them returning not long before i came here.”

umm didn’t wait for a response as she saw herself out, her amusement audible even as she descended the ramp to her own domain. 

tighnari didn’t rush the act as he finished his meal and the provided water. once he finished, his lips turned at the dimming sunlight. his schedule was all but thrown out the window for the day, though he doubted anyone expected him to contribute much. still it stung his consciousness as a leader to leave his subordinates hanging , even if they were all self-sufficient adults. at least the headache had disappeared with proper nourishment. there would be time to salvage his routine later.

the sun was positioned late in the afternoon, but the dim light still irritated his eyes. he blinked through the sting as he welcomed the sight of the quaint village operating adequately in his absence. 

he returned any passing waves and gave brief responses to their questions. for the most part everyone seemed confident that he’d make a full recovery, though he still harboured the guilt of worrying them. 

brow pinched, he waved nasrin closer. “have you seen collei?”

the purse of her mouth didn’t spell anything good. tighnari hoped her illness had not acted up in his absence. “she had trouble sleeping last night so someone swapped patrols with her. she just set off not too long ago.”

the girl sometimes had trouble sleeping when plagued with anxiousness. tighnari settled that he would confront her upon her return, for now he had one more stop. he had a feeling he knew who offered to adjust their schedule to accommodate the girl.

he found your bungalow with practised ease, delivering a single knock before you offered entrance. he found you seated at your desk, no doubt detailing the report of your finding before submission. it was a relief to see that you took a break from your typical mischievousness to conduct a seemingly uniform patrol while he was indisposed. 

“i don't suppose you came across any new interesting flora on your patrols?”

tighnari watched as your shoulders stiffened at the unexpected sound of his voice. your head whipped around, eyes assessing him carefully before you gave a timid, relieved smile. 

“i think we can all agree that you’ve had enough adventures for one week,” you noted with light scolding. 

grinning, tighnari cared little if his fangs showed, knowing you wouldn't find them threatening. your gaze followed him as he secured the leaves behind him before approaching your desk. he leaned comfortably against the wooden structure as he browsed the report. it had been routine indeed, not a single withering sighting. 

“are you sure you’re alright? you had me worried for a bit.”

tighnari’s brow rose,” only a bit?”

scoffing, you rolled your eyes,” it’s not the worst thing you’ve eaten but seeing you down for so long was concerning. collei will be relieved to see you back on your feet.”

tighnari braceed his palm against the dest and leaned into the posture,“and you?”

“i owe you a scolding. you always get onto me about being aware and careful of my surroundings. yet here you go testing unknown fungi alone in the forest. at least bring it back before you test it out so we can be there if you need us.”

tighnari waited for you to finish, eyes shining with thinly veiled amusement. you seemed to recognize it as well, huffing as you realised your scolding didn't have as much weight as the seasoned scholar. 

unable to resist, the fox reached out to run is fingers along the side of your face before letting them rest against your shoulder. he watched as your chest expanded to take in the small gasp of surprise. it was a rare moment for him to initiate contact like this, especially given the recent occurrence only yesterday. while his recollection was misty, yours was clear as day. 

“i think you owe me something else too.”

tighnari watched your reactions carefully, from the flutter of your lashes to the rapid thrum of your heart beat against the pulse under your jaw. he never shied away from a discovery the promise of a satisfying understanding driving him from one revelation to the next. 

admittedly, you’d been a gradual observation. the question at the tip of the scale all this time while he’d unknowingly researched you thoroughly with each new interaction. day and day again, you prompted him with new variables both under his control and not. it was only today that he managed to form a working hypothesis. a hesitant theory that he knew would shift everything.

tighnari watched with growing fascination as the initial shock meddling into purposefulness as your hand came into view. impatient, he couldn't resist ducking his hand to meet you halfway. the first careful touch was equally inquisitive and hesitant. each time in the past, your hand had darted out with such certainty. yet now with it all willing at your fingertips, you allowed yourself the time to explore.

he hadn’t realised his head had come to rest against your collar bone until he felt the rumbled of your laughter. you didn’t simply just touch his ears, you caressed the length form the widest part to the tip. your fingertips tickled the tufts of fluff at the base. and the light scratched you delivered against the firm cartilage had him all but melting into your hold. the burst of new stimuli tickled his nerves and left pleasant sensations.

later he would analyse the data but he was already certain about his conclusion. 

your words mussed the top of his head as you spoke, humour bleeding into your intrigue. “can’t believe it took you a year to crack, tigh.”

tighnari sagged further at the uttering of the name. you flinched, not expecting the words of response to be mumbled into your skin. gratefully, it didn't cause you to pause.

“what was that?”

your touch slid from his ears to the curve of his jaw as his head rose to meet your gaze. 

“i actually had two hypotheses I wanted to test.”

though he didn't speak more than that, he could tell you were well aware of the implications. your lips parted to respond, but no words could pass the lump in your throat. tighnari tested the waters, leaning closer enough to brush the tup of his nose against yours. when you didn't pull away, he leaned down and pressed your lips together, firmly but briefly. as he breathed in deeply,  the smell of lush forestry, sweet flora and you invaded his scenes. the scent of familiarity minding with the aroma of what he called home was intoxicating. 

your eyes shone bright with mischief as tighnari pulled away, no doubt observing the rosy hue spreading across his face. 

“i think we need to experiment a little more before we can come to a confident conclusion.”

tighnari leaned back in and nuzzled you affectionately. 

“i agree.’’

tagging upon request: @lott-the-otter @uhohitsemmy

[savetheblackpaladin]

Okay! So now that Anon w/the wisdom teeth ask has got me curious — recently I'd had all four wisdom teeth removed and others moved around at one time. The pain was so terrible that the pain meds, which should have dulled the pain for at least three hours, weren't effective enough? Like, the kind of pain in your face where you cannot unlock your jaw wide enough to put in a spoon for food b/c ur jaw feels like it's breaking. So,, umm,, how would the paladins react to their S/O going through that??

Honey. You didn’t go to a surgeon. You went to the damn Devil himself. 

Keith

after watching you struggle to eat/slurp food goo and eventually end up a sobbing mess because of the combined pain and inability to eat Keith gives up

if you’re in the Castle he’s gonna haul your ass to the healing pods whether you like it or not

if you’re on Earth he’s just gonna slip you some sleeping pills in like, a smoothie or something

after asking ofc, he’s not gonna drug you without permission

he can’t stand to see you in pain

vaguely wonders where he can get space morphine

Lance

Pure Panic

he’s so scared to touch you but he really wants to comfort you

tries to hold you without jarring your jaw. you end up in his lap, back to chest as Lance rests his chin on your shoulders

he really doesn’t know what to do to help you bc this type of pain is some birthing-level bullshit

oh so gently tries to help you hold ice to your jaw but he chickens out the moment you flinch in pain

which jarrs your jaw and causes you to actually scream

Lance is now convinced he is a monster

please, please, please get in the healing pod

doesn’t trust Coran’s Altean drugs

what if they cause you to blow up???

JUST GET IN THE POD

Pidge

Unlike Lance, she trusts Coran. Also herself, more than anything.

so she’s really adamant about you taking some space-level painkillers

“They’re from an advanced alien culture! Of course they’ll work!”

she just wants the tears to stop

and for you to be able to eat

and to be able to sleep

but that’s not everyone’s cup of tea and for those who don’t like to take unknown alien drugs

Pidge is convinced you’re some sort of masochist because why would you put yourself through this 

she gets it though, sometimes they don’t work.

needles Lance into making you milkshakes because at least you can get a straw in your mouth

although you quickly grow tired of them 

personally purees your food

with love

Hunk

HIS POOR BABY WHAT DID THOSE MONSTERS DO TO YOU

like a white surburban mom he’s gonna call that doctor’s office and give them a piece of his mind

once that’s done he’s focuses his mom rage on you

you best get in that heal pod bruh

you don’t deserve that pain

Get

In

The

Pod

won’t actually physically stop you if you don’t want to because he’s scared he’ll hurt your jaw or something

you know your man. he ain’t gonna make you do anything you don’t want

will make you tasty smoothies, goo, and other foods that don’t really require chewing 

“Do you like flan? Because that stuff literally tries to crawl down your throat. It’s so good though.”

is scared to irritate your jaw by pressing things against it so he recommends a hot bath where you can sink low enough to let your jaw soak in the water

Shiro

oh no, his fragile kitten???? What does he do??????

he’s panicking the entire time but he seems really calm

almost careless

but you know him better than that and he’s just shut down a bit to calm his own emotions down to focus on you

he knows he can’t touch your jaw are neck without making the pain worse so he’ll try his best to distract you with foot massages and forehead kisses

but there’s only so much that can distract you

can’t cook but he tries really hard to make you smoothies

they taste awful

but you can barely get anything down anyways the pain is making you so nauseous

eventually has to try and get Hunk to make you edible food

tries giving you an icepack and panics when the pressure causes fresh tears

the castle totally has a sauna and he joins you in there

the heat helps a little but now you’re tired

and can’t sleep

but this adorable fucker sings for you and eventually you fall into a deep slumber. your body is so tired from being in pain for so long.

also dentistry drugs are freaking rough

the moment you’re asleep he considers the moral implications of just carrying you and tossing you in the heal pod

is it worth you being pissed at him in a few days to avoid seeing that sad/painful look on your face?

you wake up a day later, freezing cold and falling out of the pod. Shiro looks absolutely sheepish as he catches you

but your jaw no longer hurts

[gripefroot]

Up to Snow Good

It’s Tony that opens the door after Bucky knocks; a festive headband of dancing snowmen set firmly in his dark hair, and peering with a lifted brow over the rim of his matching snowman sunglasses. 

“You’re late,” he says. 

“41 said to come whenever we wanted,” 28 says sleekly, and Bucky stiffens as her hand in the back pocket of his dark jeans squeezes slightly. 

“You literally live an elevator trip away,” Tony deadpans. “And dinner was over three hours ago. What took you so long?” 

“None of your business,” Bucky growls.  

“No,” 28 says wickedly, and her eyes come alive with mischief. “Let’s tell him.”

Tony chokes, and opens the door wider. “Forget I said anything. Come in. I suppose there are still some cookies. 41 made us leave some for you two.” 

“Where’s the baby?” Bucky demands as 28 tugs him over the threshold. His firm, icy-blue glare stays on Tony’s face, which Tony doesn’t feel he entirely deserves - but then the enormity of the winter wonderland stalls him in his tracks, and 28 tries to pull him further, but he doesn’t move. Just staring. 

Sam had described the living area of Clint and 41’s residential apartment as, “It looks as though Christmas threw up in there. Several times.” 

Sam wasn’t wrong.  

“Why is there glitter everywhere?” Bucky blurts. 

“Why are you asking why?” Tony retorts, coming up behind them. “This is 41 we’re talking about, here.” 

“There she is,” 28 coos, and that jolts Bucky from his haze - she bends over Clint, perched on a tinsel-covered chair with lopsided elf ears on his head. The red and white striped bundle goes straight into her arms. Bucky makes himself move again, a little wobbly with his stomach doing a hundred cartwheels at the pretty curl of his girl’s lips as she kisses baby Candy’s plump cheeks in greeting. 

“Hey, nasties,” Sam calls out from the couch, where he lifts a glass of eggnog in a toast, giving quite a good view of his sweater - literally dripping in ornaments. Balls of all colors against black cashmere. Bucky scowls, and lifts his hand to cradle Candy’s sweet, soft baby head to stroke her silky hair.  

“Shh, she’s sleeping,” 28 whispers, and casts Bucky a secret smile that makes him feel hot head to toes.  

“28,” Steve says in a strained voice. He’s beside Sam, looking uncomfortable in a massive-printed reindeer whose red nose blinks feebly red on his chest. “Are you those reindeer on your sweater…” 

“Fornicating?” she chirps with a smile, glancing up at him. “Yes.” 

“Who even says fornicating?” Sam wrinkles his nose.  

“Everyone said fornicating in the thirties,” Bucky says. 

“Your sweater isn’t very festive, Barnes.” Nat walks into the living area, eggnog in each hand. Bucky wonders if she’d been kind enough to bring some for them - but no. She sits on the edge of the coffee table, and starts drinking from one. 

“Don’t ask,” Bucky says.  

“Why’s it tucked in?” Sam presses.  

“Don’t. Ask.” Then, “My turn.” 

28 smiles her brilliant smile, and willingly surrenders the aptly-dressed Candy as Candy Cane into Bucky’s arms, and he grins at the slight, warm weight in his arms as Clint sighs from his chair. Crumples up like a deflated balloon, with a baleful and minorly frightened stare at Bucky as Bucky sinks onto a footrest, insistently blowing bubbles for Candy’s benefit despite the fact that she slumbers on.  

“Where’s 41?” 28 asks with a frown. It’s Sam that jerks a thumb over his shoulder, over the edge of the couch, as a guilty squeak confirms the general direction. Just a moment later a crooked Santa hat peeks over - sequined, of course - and 41’s guilty face with just a bit of chocolate at the corner of her luridly-red lipsticked lips.  

“I told her the advent calendars are a chocolate a day, not a calendar a day,” Steve sighs. Gets a whack on the head with an empty cardboard calendar for that one, and wrappers litter onto the couch. With a clearing of her throat and a great amount of attempted dignity, 41 gets to her feet, straightening the sparkly silver tinsel of her sweater as she glides, chin high, back around the couch to join the party.  

“Christmas tree camouflage,” 28 jokes, and 41’s face splits into a smile. Twirls a bit, to show off the flickering lights woven into the tinsel.

“Do you like it?” 

“Love it.” 

“Is it my turn to hold Candy, yet?” Tony asks, a half-eaten candy cane hanging from between his lips. 

“No,” Bucky snaps.  

“Can we open our presents yet?” Sam asks. At this, Clint and 41 exchange a look - 41 sitting herself down on the armrest of his chair, and his hand daringly sneaking around her waist. Bucky is, after all, occupied - now burbling to the still-sleeping Candy about how cute her outfit is and what a doll she is in stripes. 

“Yes,” 41 says, but it’s almost a question. Then she brightens, leaning forward to grab a half-drunk cup of eggnog from a side table, slurping it down in one go. “Not enough whipped cream,” she grumbles, as Steve pretends to gag. Then, much more animated, “Yes! Let’s open presents.” 

“I did not know there would be presents,” Tony comments. 

“Well, you didn’t have to bring any, silly,” 41 chirps. Bounces over to the tree flashing rainbow colors - highlighting ornaments of doughnuts and ice cream and candy and a Santa or two thrown in for good measure - Sam tries to convince Natasha to refill his eggnog, and 28 grins as she settles in behind Bucky on the footrest. Close. Very close. Chin on his shoulder, peering down at Candy’s closed eyes and pursed baby-lips as Bucky strokes her chin with one flesh finger. 

“You don’t have to romance the baby while she’s asleep,” 28 murmurs. 

“Shh. I don’t care.”  

An assortment of wrapped packages are thrown across the room - 41 digging them from beneath the tree, everyone saving their drinks with cries of protest. Bucky, of course, throws an arm around the baby and growls a growl that makes shivers crawl up 28’s spine - but has probably made enemies pee their pants in the past.  

“Squirt, you almost hit Candy,” he warns, and there’s devilish danger in his low voice. 

“Oh - sorry.” 

Natasha managed to catch a few of the presents - piling them on the table as 41 returns. While everyone else leans forward, 28 notices the candy bowl, brimming with festive Kisses and Snickers and Reese’s, being pulled closer to 41 with one finger.  

“Steve,” Sam reads a tag, and tosses one to Steve. Next - “Bucky.” 

Sensing danger and a complete breakdown of all good feelings, 28 sticks out a hand to catch the gift - the messy bow barely tickles Bucky’s cheek, and Bucky’s head tilts slowly to regard Sam with a cold glare.  

“You could’ve hit the baby,” he repeats menacingly.  

“It’s fine,” 28 assures him with a nudge of her shoulder. Tucks the present into his elbow with a kiss to his whiskered cheek. Something odd is going on - she might normally have responded with a joke about Sam perfecting his aim, and as much as she wouldn’t have meant it - the sight of a sleeping baby cradled so perfectly in Bucky’s hands...the light in his eyes when he combs over her hair (again)... 

Is it getting hot in here? 

“Okay,” 41 beams across the room, once everyone has a brightly-wrapped present in their hands. “Open them!” 

It’s apprehensive delight in most faces - but when the paper falls away it’s…

“Is that me?” Sam asks, mildly-repulsed, as he holds up a knitted...Falcon doll. 

“Yes!” 41 claps her hands, barely forming words around a mouthful of chocolate. “Clint made them.” 

“Clint made them?” 

28 is quite proud of her own doll - complete with thigh holster - and as Bucky remains distracted tickling Candy’s toes (how Candy is still sleeping is a mystery), she light-fingers Bucky’s present from beneath his arm to open herself. The knitted Winter Soldier is cuter than he ought to be.  

“Clint,” 28 declares. “You captured Bucky’s angry eyebrows perfectly.” 

“Thanks,” Clint says with a growing smile, and then Bucky lifts his head with a scowl, and Clint pulls a red and green striped pillow from his side to hold in front of himself like a shield as he sinks further into the armchair.  

“Cute,” Tony admits, and leans over to set his Iron Man in the middle of the coffee table. “I need more nog.”  

The other dolls join his as their owners/doppelgangers go off in search of more drinks and treats. 28 leans over to arrange hers and Bucky’s - in a very inappropriate way, of course, but cleverly mimicking the reason for their tardiness to their party. And if Bucky would look over, a question for later. 

Sam does a double take as he stands to make for the kitchen - and then pretends to gag. “Nasty,” he says vehemently, and reaches over to turn the knitted Falcon away from the scene. “Cover your eyes, bruh. You do not want to see that. Worse than the reindeer fornicating.” 

“For-knit-cation,” 28 corrects him with a beaming smile, and 41, absently straightening Clint’s elf ears, laughs loud enough to make Candy squirm, and Bucky huffs in motherly frustration.  

“Quiet!” he snaps, glaring all around - Clint tries to hide around 41’s tinsel sweater, and Sam just shakes his head as he leaves. “The baby is sleeping. And watch your language.” A peek over his shoulder, and 28 smiles at the crease of his brows. “And you, babe - you can’t say ‘fornicate’ around a baby! Pun or not.” 

“She’s asleep,” 28 points out as a reminder. Shifts in her seat - it really is getting hot in here, no? Or is it just her? 

“Doesn’t mean her ears aren’t working!” A pouted lip - her eyes shift down, and she remembers kissing those precise lips just an hour earlier - and Bucky lifts Candy slightly with a reproachful look, as if to scold her. It doesn’t work - mostly it just makes sweat break out on her forehead and the back of her neck.  

“Bucky,” 28 says firmly, crossing her legs. “I need you. In the bathroom.” 

“I’m holding the baby. Can’t it wait?” Already he’s shifted the baby in his arms, to press nuzzling kisses to her cheek, as she continues to suckle sleepily on her candy cane-striped pacifier.  

“No,” she says faintly.  

“Hungry?” 41 rustles the half-empty candy bowl in their direction.  

“Not for candy,” 28 sighs.  

"I'd like to hold my daughter,” Clint pipes up. To which Bucky hisses.  

“No.”  

“C’mon, Bucky,” 28 urges, panting a bit for breath as she pulls the neckline of her sweater from her throat. “Let Clint have Candy.”

"There's a bowl on the table,” Bucky snarks.  

“Good one,” Tony remarks with a handful of toffee.  

“We’re out of Reese’s,” 41 says woefully.  

"Bucky,” 28 tugs the hem of his sweater out of his jeans - and snakes her hand up his bare back as he gives a yelp of surprise. “I need you in the bathroom. Immediately.” And with that, stands, takes a deep breath, gives him a pointed look as his mouth falls open in surprise, and stalks away a bit stiffly. 

“Okay,” Bucky says, and whips around. “Here, 41. You can have Candy.”

“I’ve had a lot already - oh. Ok!”  

Clint gets the almost-empty bowl of wrappers, and 41 doesn’t waste time snuggling her daughter with a kiss or two. Bucky clears his throat, standing with a quick look around - Steve and Tony and Clint not looking his way, and Natasha giving him a wolfish wink as Sam rolls his eyes.  

Bucky scuttles away.  

"I thought it would be better when they were hiding anymore,” Sam sighs as the bathroom door down the hall slams shut.   

"So, who wants to listen to some music,” Tony remarks, wandering over to the television stand to start poking at some electronics. “Normally I wouldn’t suggest it, but I’m on my fourteenth candy cane, so why not?” 

“Don’t blame it on the candy canes, Tony. We know you just want to cover up any noise from the bathroom.” Natasha settles in on the couch between Steve and Sam, feet propped up by the knitted dolls on the coffee table, including the fornicating ones. Likely a prophecy of what’s happening in the bathroom at that precise moment.  

“I hope 28 isn’t sick,” Steve comments with a frown. “She seemed pretty feverish. Agitated.” 

“I’m sure Bucky will help her out,” Natasha says dryly.  

“Maybe some earplugs,” Sam suggests. “Those two should come with a basket they hand out before they run off to get into each other’s pants.”

“Oh,” Steve says.  

The television flickers to life - Tony stands back, remote in hand, and a glaring black of Jingle Bell Rock thuds from the surround sound. Clint shudders in surprise; Tony squeaks, Sam lets out a curse - Natasha doesn’t even blink, and to add to the general distress of the uproar, the pacifier falls from Candy’s lips, and her eyes pop open.  

A wailing cry fills the room as Tony finally finds the right button to turn the volume down, all while cursing his own outdated tech, and 41 stands to bounce the baby a bit as she offers the pacifier again. But Candy isn’t having it - face screwed up and angry-red, while Sam suggests a movie and Tony argues back about just a few minutes of music, and Steve asks loudly if they can turn it off while Candy calms down -  

Running footsteps from the hall. Belt jingling as he manages to yank up the zipper, Bucky’s hair definitively roughed up now, his emerald-green sweater loose and untucked -  

“It’s okay, Candy baby,” he coos, rushing straight for 41, and bemused, 41 surrenders her unhappy daughter into Bucky’s arms. “I’ve got you, girl. Uncle Bucky is here. Those meanies woke you up, huh? I’ll get them for you, baby girl. I’ll make them pay.”  

“Um,” Tony says. 

Blank silence in the room, as Bucky coddles Candy as she starts to quiet, big eyes riveted on his face. Everyone else is staring at him, too. Natasha tosses some popcorn into her mouth, the only other noise besides Bucky’s soft voice. 

“Is that - mistletoe?” Steve ventures.  

“Yes,” 28 says, without her uncharacteristic smile now as she turns the corner, arms folded in front of her chest with a cross expression on her face. Not as disheveled as Bucky is, but her eyes are blazing heat. Annoyance, perhaps. “Yes, there is mistletoe at the hem of Bucky’s sweater. Yes, it hangs in front of his crotch. Yes, I bought it for him.” 

“I’m so glad we don’t keep secrets anymore,” Natasha says dryly.  

“I wish we kept secrets again,” Sam sighs.  

Candy’s face crumples again - but not to cry. A collective breath is held in the room, and Bucky’s brow creases in worry - but then, a rumbling wetness as she squirms in her blanket, and a ripe scent sends Bucky’s head jerking back in revulsion, and Steve covers his nose.  

“Merry Christmas, birdbrain,” Bucky breaks the silence as Natasha sniggers behind a hand, and 28 rubs her temples. “Here, you can have your daughter back.”  

Clint’s mouth opens and closes, clearly unsure of what to say, but he accepts his daughter into his hands, and chokes when she gets close, gurgling with pleasure now that her discomfort is solved. 

“I’m so generous,” Bucky says, and smiles. 

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I got Shane to dance with me in the year one Flower Festival and it was entirely because i gave him pepper poppers and bought the Saloon a round on his birthday.  But like, I will forever imagine that the scene went as follows:

I walked up to him, wearing a dirty as hell but slightly less ragged than the other 4.5 shirts that i own t-shirt, a pair of jeans that are only not cut offs by virtue of a few valiant fibers, and boots caked in dirt. I have swapped my sunglasses to my transition lenses so i don’t look like i’m trying to be Elvis, but more like the nerd i am, which translates to very out of place at a nature event. My mohawk is curled into ringlets because i am being fancy in some regard, by damn, and i have the darkest wine lipstick on my determined little mouth possible. I am coming at him like a tank in questionable clothing and flawless makeup, principally. He pauses his spicy food intake, for he has seen me already-- we discussed the good food and he takes that I have made a discovery that I have found unreasonable. He gets this about the time i hipcheck the table next to him and nearly upset the punch bowl. “2 for effort, but there is still food on the table.” “Shane, buddy, pal, my dude.” “I lower it to 1 for overly friendly nicknames.” His eyes narrowed and he slurped some sauce from his plate. “What?” “Ok, fine.” I crossed my arms, looked him dead in the eyes. “Shane, my fellow depressed motherfucker.” Once he stopped choking on the sauce and wiped his mouth on his sleeve, there was a small laugh in there. He would deny it. “What??” “You have to dance in this thing, right?” A gesture to Haley in the distance and he made a face. “Lewis expects me to participate. I don’t wanna.” “Then don’t.” Deadpan as he picked his plate back up and loaded it up with more food. “Why’s it matter anyway?” I made a noise that usually comes out of an engine before a fanbelt snaps. “It matters because of all the old sonsabitches I actually like, I wanna make Lewis happy ok.” “Ok. Then ask someone to dance. Maybe i’ll get out of it.” Cue him shoveling food into his face.  “Bruh. Shane. My guy.” He paused and got a look of realization as he chewed and started to chew faster through the spice tears to make a comment. I fanned my fingers at his face. “Do not choke on peppers to tell me to get fucked.” “Do you ever just say words?” “What am I doing literally this exact moment, my dude.” “Really.” “Ok fine: Shane, my fellow depressed mess of a human being--” “Didn’t have to get that specific--” “Would you like to flail around to vibrations in the air to celebrate plants---” “I really don’t think you need to get that damn specific--” “With me so if we look silly we look silly together, as friends, and then we can eat spicy food and you can call me weak when i cry after eating a single pepper popper.” “I mean, i was gonna do the last part already.” He snorted. This man, i would throw him into a river. “Yeah, sure, i’ll what, ‘flail to air vibrations’ with you.” “Bless you.”

My farmer’s friendship with Shane is a work of art and i love it.